Fear of the Savanna, Terror of the Suburbs

by Mt. Pocono

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You know that feeling when you're driving home, the only one on the road at approximately 11:27pm - just after the rest of world has closed shop & gone to sleep for the night - with a brown paper bag freshly soaked with grease and filled with hot fries and even hotter wings as your stomach grumbles with every red light knowing you can smell them, but you can't get any sauce on the wheel. You definitely don't feel alone, but you know you're definitely not with anyone. Yeah, that moment, something about that feeling.

That's what these five songs are about.

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released July 23, 2019

Fear of the Savanna, Terror of the Suburbs was written and performed by Mt. Pocono

Mt. Pocono is Julian Medriano, Emily Buttermore, Brandon Garlick, and Jonathan Alvarado

Recorded & Mixed by Adrian Kobziar at Wall of Sound in Chicago, IL
Mastered by Pete Grossman at Bricktop Recording in Chicago, IL
Album Artwork by PJ Rork (@pj_rork)

This wouldn't have been possible if not for y'all's support this entire time. Thank you. We hope you enjoy.

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Track Name: Cold Toes
Hey did you hear
The breaking news
About those scummy fucks
The ones who broke lose

Under this bridge
You see through me
With your tired eyes
Suggests to leave

There she goes taking off her dress
If you only knew me at my best
Spiraling down is this death?
I leave this place without a second guess

Wallow in old growth
Greet death who knows
Wake up with no hope
Long walks and cold toes
Track Name: Chinese Water Torture
Thing for blondes well don’t we all
King of nothing watch you fall
How much more do we have to go?
Selling everything I own

I’m not prepared
Being scared is not a worry
I’m not coming home
To an empty room, I have no money

Digging my own grave which I’ll use as an ashtray
Send her all my favorite songs
We’ll all sing and get along

If I were you I’d love her too
I pray to god to be alone
I pray to god I break my phone
I pray to god I die alone
Track Name: Oh, Pygar
Is the sky getting clearer or is it just the rain
Maybe I wouldn't be here if I took the blame
So I’m crawling out from my comfortable bed
Been dancing with the devil dining for two instead

If that’s the way
If that's the way it must be
At least for now

I’m gladly taking my seat
My royal throne of defeat
I guess I wont be ever enough
Like a short lived naked new skin rush
Track Name: Rot
I slept like a baby
On your hardwood flooring
And when I woke that morning
You told me you adored me

Would you let me rot here
Oh would you let me rot here
I’ll be here forever
I’ll be here forever

I'd sleep so softly
I'd sleep so softly
If I could be your everything
I could be your everything

I’ll sleep in your basement
And clear out all the creepy things
I can linger all around when you’re not doing anything

And easy comes and easy goes
I’ll be right there if that’s what you want
And I don’t know if you would know
But I’d be right there if that’s what you want

Would you let me rot here
Oh would you let me rot here
I’ll be here forever
I’ll be here forever

I'd sleep so softly
I'd sleep so softly
If I could be your everything
I could be your everything

But you lie
All the time
You lie
All the time

I don’t know if you would know
It’s bullshit, it’s bullshit
Track Name: Stranded
Stranded with disaster is all I get
Cheers to the weight of my piled mess
All through the weekend

I’m waving out my dirty flag
Naughty thoughts come in porcelain masks
My body slams through the pavement

Are you into them?

It’s a gradual decline
Down a burning hell
That keeps you well
That keeps you well

And I don’t blame the way you see it
Better off if you can’t read it
I’ve been pacing around the fences

I’ve been dreaming again like it was New Year’s Eve

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