Black-on-white T-shirt with Neutral States logo and gas mask image. super limited run of 20 manufactured for the launch of "Temporary Foreign Workers". You can pretend you were there.
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Includes unlimited streaming of Temporary Foreign Workers
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Cassette + Digital Album
Free delivery in Calgary area! Enter discount code "calgarycs" at checkout.
Includes unlimited streaming of Temporary Foreign Workers
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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edition of 40
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Limited edition compact disc
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Gatefold digipak. Free delivery in Calgary area! Enter discount code "calgarycd" at checkout.
Includes unlimited streaming of Temporary Foreign Workers
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lyrics
Wake up, darling of mine. Wipe your sleeping eye. I can't tell if it's early or late but I want you to come outside with me and look at the sky. Just take a gander at that cute little star that I wished on, surfing on that open half shell. I asked her for an internal piston to drive me past drooling at the sound of some stupid bell. I've got holes in my soul, torn up in blues. Holy god, mama, got a thought I'm being abused, ah, but one of these ugly mornings my train'll roll by. I'll have the red light beside me and the blue light behind and I'll be waving one finger goodbye as I go 'round the bend. Ain't no use me working so hard; I'll get me a woman in the rich man's yard & without a distant early warning they won't see me on the line again. When I come home at the end of the day, exhausted and with nothing to say, my hands blackened with dirty jokes like I was living in a tired beer commercial cliché, don't have to tell you that I'd give myself the axe in an instant if it wouldn't make pulpwood of our family tree, but I don't need a theory of devolution, darłin, to make a monkey's uncle out of me. My temper's getting short. The days are so long. How'd I wind up living in a Springsteen song? But if I'd known it would make such a mess out of me I would have never let that toad go and squat on me.