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Urth City Hues

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  • Cassette + Digital Album

    Limited 100 cassette run includes 4-panel liner with bonus poem. Each cassette blessed by the elders of Trøntønømø Bay.

    Artwork & design by Trøn 444.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Trøntønømø Bay via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Produced by Skelli Skel & Dan O.
Additional Production by Tron 444
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Gabriel Owsley at Studio Clart

lyrics

Motif
Why’d they have to kill Jimi, man?
I hear my boat a comin’ (x4)
I hear my boat…

Verse
All I brought home was 100 excuses to keep running
Burn the bridge or jump from it
I’m tryna get my point across
Refuse the trolls’ tolls
I live between the skull and your soul
I let the moon pull me to and fro
World 2ur
If I can escape
Trøntønømø
Drown in the moat of raw emotions slow motion tronjure my own potion
And Oooh it’s so potent!
Proceed with caution I’m known to cause flash floods
My passion finna crack me
Raspy bark glass tongue as I sprung
Heels over head outta the dark
Sprintin down Stark
Slippin
Trippin
Tip-toein in and outta shadows
There’s sharks in the park but they got a bad nose
I deviate the route casual
I take a right on schedule
Left the stove on burning down the block
Turning down the party whipped out on a backroad to nowhere
Went to far on the outskirts only seeking a tunnel don’t flash ya headlights

Motif (Verse Inlay)

Dear So-and-So
You were on my mind like headlice
Sincerely Signed,
Not-Yours-No-Mo
She replied,
Dear Never-Was-Mine,
I used to think you were fine now you’re just hard to find
I replied with a lie but not to her
There was never a time enough forwards
I reply with a lie but not to her
There never was enough time forwards
There never was enough time for words
There never was enough time forwards
There never was enough time for words
Cause I got those
I got those Urth City Blues
I got them Urth City Blues
I got them Urth City Reds
I got them Urth City Purples
I got different hues!
And what’s you’s getting used to?
You should never get so used to getting used to
I got them Urth City Blues
I got a few different Hues
To my Urth City Blues
My Urth City
Urth City Blues

Verse II
Beneath burgundy-burned buried-sun skies
Summer surprised me yesterday
Yet I stray away to the gray grazing the graper pastures
Rapture of the spoke words
Filler terms while I peel and feel!
Don’t pop pills but I pupils
Smoking to lower lids
Love-loathings lust photos on the grid
Just thumbnails
short clips
scrape the dirt out
They don’t dig deep enough
Fuck em!
Let em sleep it off
Sweat it out
Baby we need a detox
Thunder in the hills
I feel the gods beat box
Clouds are loud let em wet it out
The pen bled out
Interrogate me baby
Manipulate me shady lady
I don’t have to practice my Answers I should be signed to Reebok
Never know when to leave off
I just peel leaves off
Harsh but I love it
No more Swisher Sweet talk

Motif
Do you wanna go to Trøntønømø Bay?
Tell me, do you wanna go to Trøntønømø Bay?
Tell me, are you tryna escape?
Do you wanna go to Trøntønømø Bay?
Do you wanna go, do you wanna escape?
Tell me, do you wanna go to Trøntønømø Bay?
Tell me, are you tryna escape?

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from Trøntønømø Bay, released December 21, 2016

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