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The grass is always greener on my side
But has there ever been a tree like you?
Green like you
A plastic tree standing in the lung of a big bloodbath

I can read the news faster than you
You wanna know where our little friend went?
Struck by Siberian avalanche
Paralyzed left to die
It's a sad day

It’s one of these days when you don't wanna go outside
You don't even wanna see the rocket ship take off
Or the park
Or the people who go there
Or the fashion show in the park

A few minutes pass
I hear a brave raging lunatic
Ringing words of wisdom into the ears of a balding sociopath
And I smile
And it comes to mind that in a few years
We will all get together and laugh at this chicken-scratch

Down in December
Love grows on trees
And in the sewer
Joy and shattered leaves
Tornado in Brooklyn
Money in Manhattan
Helicopter to Jersey
Stop flirting with me

Dance to the rats
Dance to the rats
Sleep with the roaches
Dance to the rats
Up upon November
There’s a brand new sewer rat
Sleeping with the sleeping
Flushing in Flushing

Magic like a sunset in a parking lot
A big bad rocket ship takes off
From Brooklyn, New York to Flushing, Queens
Where a deadly visionary was hatched

About Nico I can read the news
You wanna know what she's up to?
Extending the upper limit of her vocalization range
For Lou and Jim and Jimi and Satan

Today I got tired of you screaming at me
And eternally stroking your ego
So I'll go off to play a Bushwick Antifolk show
For the bartender walls and weirdos

Run down Avenue A
Take the J train
And I realize I was right all along
I'm Cannonball Statman
On the J train
And you just wanna be a character in one of my songs
Down in December
Love grows on trees
And in the sewer
Joy and shattered leaves
Tornado in Brooklyn
Money in Manhattan
Helicopter to Jersey
Stop flirting with me

Dance to the rats
Dance to the rats
Sleep with the roaches
Dance to the rats
Up upon November
There's a brand new sewer rat
Sleeping with the sleeping
Flushing in Flushing

My favorite thing in the world to do is chase the muse
I chase it every day
Stop electricity cars firetrucks congress barfights dust mites and red birds in my pursuit of it
I'm losing my mind in the best possible way
'Cause I know I ain't never gonna catch it

Down in December
Love grows on trees
And in the sewer
Joy and shattered leaves
Tornado in Brooklyn
Money in Manhattan
Helicopter to Jersey
Stop flirting with me
Dance to the rats
Dance to the rats
Sleep with the roaches
Dance to the rats
Up upon November
There’s a brand new sewer rat
Sleeping with the sleeping
Flushing in Flushing

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from Shriekofafreak!, released July 5, 2015

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Cannonball Statman New York, New York

Known for his soulful lyrics and guitar style described by Bob’s Aural Delights as “the edge of madness”, and a tenderness and playful melancholy that can be called “romantic punk”.

"Statman has made a name for himself in the music scene, sharing stages with Jeffrey Lewis, Days N' Daze, and Sunflower Bean, as well as touring across America, Europe, and Asia." (amNewYork)
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