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Vine Star Rehab Piano Sessions (Bandcamp Exclusive)

by Jeff Burgess

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1.
Hi Bottom 05:14
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From the stupored up seats To the floor of your sold Cherokee Rest in piece to its holy boards Somehow our wheels just kept turning Arrived in Hell bruised and still burning Exposure over With excellent closure My last line was ripped from the cinema I smelled like cigs, tricks, and cinnamon Get to a lobby a TV's on MSNBC I'm tickered Not a menchie Not even in death could I make the news Can’t quite clap back when I’m black and blue Know I’ve got the sh*t that would damn you W**d when we meeted You f*ngered me I tweeted Smoked as you told me this fantasy Just how you'd want to lay waste to me In life I got off to it constantly I meet a demon claiming me just like a trophy They get me acclimated 'nuff to meet the whole team They eat filet mignon I'd kill to get a little piece These are crazy stakes But I won’t complain There’s lots of creatures wanting to f*ck me on their day off Sign a beat release so we can finish ping pong Slap the bat around and maybe right the wrong song Some surprises sting And if not for rain Well then I'd be an ashen haze And you the top Oh, you push me right to the bottom of the ocean, dear Don’t call the cops if you gonna You the top Oh, you come in harder than Autumn sets in motion fear that Winter keeps getting hotter These are rainy days But I won’t complain A.I.M. away And you the top And who even clicks through To the ad beneath the meme The first time I kissed you Was when you latched on to me Onto me Oh, onto me Got so wired that you had me chew an aspirin St. Joseph baby, Jesus save my next band I got a thing for causing trouble cause its on brand Yea there’s time I wasted But I wouldn't change sh*t Alton Brown's selling toothpaste as a side bit I sang on a Fazbear kids hit Shoulda made a buck but f*cker stole all of it Those were rainy days Now I can't complain All my life was painted And you the top Oh, you get me high like its nada And it's not down here But I would tap for some water (Ooh!) You the top And you go off when you gotta But of course you’re scared You picked a sardonic daughter It's a rainy day But I won’t complain Always waxing like the moon and man, I never wane Might be taxing but this shit too good to go to waste Made a post and ran away I got more sh*t to say Can’t a girl get mad when you retaliate Got me all dressed up to hit at Dad's pad You impressed say shit it wasn’t that bad Love to hate you, but I need to be around you Do you think that it’s bad that I have found you Bus ticket, forty, Some cash, and a gash On the back of her head That’s what you described Just how you’d waste of your unicorn That’s some big talk for a Capricorn I know what lying is I’ve been through a hit for this I said I'd drive and you didn't fight I'd not caught the ice It was do or die Vine kid Canela found burned alive
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Vibe 07:31
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I found a fan to manhandle my brand F*cked him to Hell with a slip of my hand and a flip of the van He said I flirted with death for the highs Came with the territory Dude, I don't need these bullsh*tty lines Man you wouldn't believe The night Josh Tillman came in me Met Father John Misty around my third eternity I asked what went wrong Well for one, cat, the fact that you've heard of me Ditching my demon was tricky at best Meeting my idol Hm Take it or leave it I cherished the s*x And he sighed, flicked his f*g We both called out daddy in bed And while he choked I was streaming Game Grumps Wheel of Fortune The only thing left that turns me on I checked my vibe Oh I don’t think I got it right Waifu-tier Ripe in tights Ken Ashcorp in real life Green on my hip Thigh high Anticipate surprise No YouTube thumbnail guise I'm here to take what's mine You like your tea with crying Safeword is trap three times There are days all I eats cigs and porridge Well of course Hell is N-n-n-Nick Nick Orange Regret the days I spent bored There are days that I just can’t remember Days I’d give a leg If I could just forget And there are days I get wet You fear your needs, you overhear You get more bummer-y every year Demonizate Demonize No I mean demonetize My angel eyes Are fires Cursed architechturized New Chupacabra life Every guy wants a girl who can fix him Shut my mouth and hold me in bliss I'll stay for every threat that you made Every girl needs a man for the chaos Hold on to that cross Bear with the aftercare ‘Cause once you wallow soul’s bared I feel the need to overshare And ain’t it dumb you had to care My hearts too weak to light not one more soul tonight Flames shoot the sky Reminds of air in the Glassport heights Heard that it's like a high I couldn’t stay here if I tried And I tried I felt the need to overshare And twitter rounded down their squares Not a single one was spared Bait clicked Beget a billion fans Came up roses or just ferns They cut the vine I cut me worse We burned out CRT displays It works its worth the warps and waves Give a f*ck, sell your soul for a reason Ain’t it lucky I’m broken real deep and Wish me luck for my role in your cheating Every guy want a girl take a beating All my rage make me tsundere wife bait A traumismo day dream macho s*x fate We can spar in our yard for our next date We can f*ck in your car while I’m texting I could be your Neopet sparkle doggy I can dress like the maid that the N*zis wanted Red lips, French hips, with the frilly bits Every guy want a girl who can handle sh*tty kisses Every guy want a girl with a D and Every guy want a girl outta league, man Every guy want a girl for bullying Every guy want a girl who a demon Your text last night Replied Give it another try I’ll serenade Put on whatever you think’s my vibe What do you think’s my vibe? What do you think’s my vibe? My vibe
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Digital Girl 03:04
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You saw me unwind in a hurricane stride The abyss it ain't fit for my case But I'm just a cunning cool stray You're just my ACH These Cinnabon wives with their sadist-y guys Don't resist when you twist on their fate No I'm not no sixties kitsch b*tch found upstate in a lake The total exposure of my empty moat Meant but few of the gators remain Can't even spring for the nets How 'bout my empty nest Crawling at first Oh then Hollywood flirts For The Craft do the accent again I'm twice as warm as I was 'cause I burn at both ends Was big on Vine® before It my prime And the risky sh*t whisked me away You're not my Father John Misty And I'm not your Lana Del Rey I'll try to rewrite me the millions type We in doubt when it out that we prey Digital girl where you go when you wanna feel safe And I got you feel it hard cause I'm too hype Cause I wanna be a moon in the sun light Do you wanna bear the scars of creation Balls to the wall end it all in frustration Do you wanna keep it all on the down low Hard when you're part of the heat and sound though Do you wanna be a heavy hitter Ride in the light of the ocean's glitter And I got you roll over when I want to Ain't you ever get scared that I'mma haunt you Ain't you ever feel proud that you around me Swept from the depth of the sea and you found me Do you know why it snow when you without me Must be the breeze when the seed don't sprout trees Can't deny a replying to a sinner Demon to tree, man this is your winter Throw out your rope go get a dinner bell Curb all your hope, you 'bout to enter Hell Don't need a reason you can toss me Hardcore ASMR where you squash me Cool daddy's former local rock band They need a fifth to make their mic stand They need a girl who sing a lower key I need a place to bite the hand that feeds
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Song of the Earth 02:02
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far from our heritage of hunger though we we'll always keep it safe within our hearts we labor gladly on this earth among her beauty and plenty, where every seed starts found a warm embrace in winter a milder storm to melt icy sorrows we work all the day give it all we’ve found for the hope of rewarding tomorrows this is the place where we were meant to be shrugging off fear in hope of living free more fully than in self we strive to set aside the 'you or I' a common goal, a peaceful restitution a life spent in toil, not idly in remission peace upon this land we shape with patience by our hopes create a world where all can share alike where we can find a common spark more similar to what's inside an echo in the dark we hide from more than everything we’ve done this is going to be the place our children always see when they look up at you and me

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CUT FROM VINE STAR REHAB the 2020 concept album and final release from the Just Fern project. Includes "Hi Bottom" and "Vibe", cut piano ballads from Vine Star Rehab, and "Digital Girl" which was re-interpolated into "Vine Star Rehab" with a beat from Mads Tourmaline. Speaking of Mads Tourmaline, a cover of her brilliant "Song of the Earth" appears, as it was once envisioned as part of the album. Listen to the original "Song of the Earth" at pagefortysix.bandcamp.com

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released September 15, 2021

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“Jeff Burgess is a musical chameleon, and a pretty talented one at that…overflowing with fun and energy and a pure, raw confidence.” - Margaret Welsh, Pittsburgh City Paper

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