Stephie Coplan & The Pedestrians

by Stephie Coplan & the Pedestrians

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(c) 2012 Stephie Coplan

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released January 21, 2012

Piano/vocals/B3 organ/Wurlitzer/synth: Stephie Coplan
Bass: John F. Hebert
Drums: Shane Considine
Produced, engineered, and mixed by Ben Gebert
Mastered by Rich Mendelson

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Stephie Coplan & the Pedestrians New York, New York

After establishing a strong, supportive fan base in the Cambridge-Somerville music scene while attending Tufts University, Stephie Coplan moved to New York City, where she formed Stephie Coplan & the Pedestrians with bassist John Hebert and drummer Shane Considine. Very quicky, the witty trio has become known for their "fun to watch" (CAROLINE O'HARE, MTV) live shows. ... more

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Track Name: JERK!
Make it count, make it loud, make it real, make it sick, make it good
Let it scream, let it roll, let it roar, let it hurt like it should
Sh-sh-shake it like a soda with a pop top ready to explode
Come on, baby, keep it coming til you toss me like a gum wrapper stuck on the road

Yeah, you got me
Right where you want me
I was just a picture in your head
And now I'm looking for my t-shirt in your bed 'cause

Coulda been your eyes
Coulda been your smile
Coulda been your I-don't-give-a-fuck style
Coulda been your anger
Your jaded middle finger
But you're the jerk who just keeps turning me on
Yeah, you're turning me on

Cut the small talk, cut to the chase, cut the cord, cut the crap
Set the mood, set the tone, set the vibe, set the beat, set the trap
Appear unimpressed with the dress that I bought today just for this
Think of someone else while you're giving me that half-hearted post-sex kiss

Yeah, you got me
Right where you want me
I was just a picture in your head
And now I'm looking for my t-shirt in your bed 'cause

Coulda been your eyes
Coulda been your smile
Coulda been your I-don't-give-a-fuck style
Coulda been your anger
Your jaded middle finger
But you're the jerk who just keeps turning me on
Yeah, you're turning me on

Every bone in my body says Stephie, baby, just stay away
He's the kind of guy who does this kind of thing to a different girl every day
I am mesmerized, paralyzed, hypnotized by every careless thing you say
Said the moth flying closer to an ever-growing two-timing flame

Coulda been your eyes
Coulda been your smile
Coulda been your I-don't-give-a-fuck style
Coulda been your anger
Your jaded middle finger
But you're the jerk who just keeps turning me on
Yeah, you're turning me on
Track Name: Make You Mine
I don't know how you fit a rug in that suitcase
But you brought it and unpacked it and unrolled it and laid it on the floor
And swept up four years of crap in my "brand new apartment"
And hoped I wouldn't see it, hoped I wouldn't notice it was there

All I ask is that you see
The sheer enormity
Of what you're asking me

So I'll mend my heart with twine
Numb myself with ice and cheap red wine
Keep my stitches in til the end of time
Whatever it takes to make you mine

And every time it rains, I think of Portland
How your lies got washed away but you'll never be clean
I have this sudden hate of trees and streams and mountains
Even though they didn't do a thing to me

All I ask is that you know
How hard it is to let go
These things that I should forego

So I'll mend my heart with twine
Numb myself with ice and cheap red wine
Keep my stitches in til the end of time
Whatever it takes to make you mine

Studies have shown that death is a process, not a moment
The light starts to hit your eyes as your brain cells die
A pleasant hallucination to the afterlife
It'll take time for one-by-one your lies to die
Leaving me with the strength I need to look you in the eye

So I'll mend my heart with twine
Numb myself with ice and cheap red wine
Keep my stitches in til the end of time
Whatever it takes to make you mine
Track Name: We Don't Need Much
Some boys bought me diamonds
Some boys bought me pearls
Their caviar was expensive but it made my stomach curl

I've been sailing on the Hudson
In a 65-foot yacht
But I asked to hear a joke and their tongues tied in a sailor's knot

And I know that you wish you could spoil me until I rot
But the thing that I want are the things that I've already got

Cuz if I have your love
Then stuff is only stuff
So who cares if people judge?
Cuz we know, know, know...
That we don't need much

They took me to the opera
They took me to ballets
But I would have rather gone
To an all-you-can-eat buffet

And the time we got high and watched reruns of "Sesame Street"
Was the night that I knew that without you, my life would be incomplete

Cuz if I have your love
Then stuff is only stuff
So who cares if people judge?
Cuz we know, know, know...
That we don't need much

And on my birthday, I don't need a silver spoon
Just give me a hug and a Mylar balloon
And we'll bike to the CVS
Where you and I first met

Cuz if I have your love
Then stuff is only stuff
So who cares if people judge?
Cuz we know, know, know...

That if I have your love
Then stuff is only stuff
So who cares if people judge?
Cuz we know, know, know...
That we don't need much