NPR 32 Miss Massive Snowflake "The Final Photograph"

by North Pole Records

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6 New Original Hits
3 Cover Tunes (Il Lungo Addio, Lucinda Williams, Justin Bieber)
2 Explicit FCC Unclean Cuts (Scene: Some Drama and Milk)
1 new take on an oldie
Includes an FCC Clean version of Scene: Some Drama.

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released April 7, 2016

Written by Shane de Leon
Recorded and Produced by Andy Brown at the Alchemy Lab.
Played by Jeanne Kennedy Crosby, Andy Brown, and Shane de Leon
This is North Pole Record Number 32
Starbage Music, ASCAP

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Track Name: Scene: Some Drama
Yeah, she said that she’d fucking kill him
if he fucking, fucking did himself in,
and she called up her Mom and her Sis.
Can’t believe nearly any of this.

We took Martin Luther King.
Racing back to your house in the rain.
He screwed shut the windows and doors.
Slashed his wrists and bled out on the floor.

Yeah, this ain’t my first rodeo.
I’ve seen some drama but nothing like this before.

Me oh my, how’d we get to the heart of the pain.
Love and laughter turns to stress and to strain
And your son, golden one, sleeping upstairs.
A date like this, just no way to prepare.

Now there’s love, there’s lust, and there’s pain.
There’s hope, and there’s trust, and there’s friends.
Who am I to you right now?
Maybe this summer gonna swing by your house.
Track Name: Coke Dispenser
Do you know the time?
I’m watching your wrist.
Your features are defined.
Do you know the time?

My cellphone’s on the blink.
Hands are busy anyway.
Hey Baby, you ok?
Out here drowning in your spray.

I’m driving to LA.

Sunset Boulevard into Silverlake.
I’m in the rearview mirror
and I’m checking out your hair,
Hollywood Boulevard rainbows everywhere.
Sunset Boulevard into Silverlake
and I’m driving, I’m driving to LA.
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Track Name: Baltimore
Flew United to Maryland. Can’t believe how long it’s been
to see my family again. Dancing to a ten piece band.
The Father of the bride with his daughter by his side.
He took my cousin’s hand and her new wedding band.

They hit the floor and we all danced in Baltimore.

Inner Harbor was glistening. Joking, Laughing, and listening,
a bunch of stories from way back when,
let’s bring up Scott’s Bar Mitzvah again.
We hit the floor after another tequila pour.
Hands went up and we got down.
Even Grandma was moving round and we all hit the floor.

We all danced in Baltimore.
Give me some more! I am in Baltimore.
Track Name: Los Angela
I stopped off in Tucson and I played a few songs
but you were still on my mind.
You’re out there in Hollywood.
You’re prolly up to no good
after we had a hell of a time.

Oh, Angela, t’amo bella.
You said, “I love you but I’m not in love with you.”

I drove out to New York. Flew out of Newark
and touched down in Milan.
It had been two weeks
since you’d given me your last speech.
I sat down and I wrote this song.

Oh, Angela, t’amo bella.
You said, “I love you but I’m not in love with you.”

I picked up the phone
but there was no dial tone.
This international life, man,
I only got wifi.

I’m in love with you.
Track Name: Cherry Blossom
Tell me who does know, where Sister Winter goes?
When the Springtime comes, Cherry Blossom.
When the summer arrives and we stay up late outside.
We laugh and all lean back with cold drinks in our hands.

Smiles round the fire that burns so bright tonight.
Bathing us in cobalt blue moonlight.
Laughter lifting on the wicked wild breeze.
One sweet summer’s all I need.

When Brother Autumn falls and his bitter darkness calls
Sister Winter back from sleep, I miss my Baby’s heat.

Smiles round the fire that burns so bright tonight.
Bathing us in translucent white moonlight.
Laughter lifting on the wicked wild wind.
I reach out and touch my Baby’s skin.

I got your number.
You hear me calling.
It’s that time of year.
Track Name: California Girls
So come on! Steven, you got it wrong.
When he wrote his song and who’d of thought,
Diamond Dave would save the day.
When he learned to play.

California Girls, they totally rock my world, like tubular,
and there’s so many songs and if you know one sing along.

When she saw me looking at her ring,
she said, “oh this silly thing.” and she giggled in her drink.
“You wanna make out? You wanna smoke some weed?
Let’s go twist and shout.”

California Girls, they totally rock my world, like tubular,
and there’s so many songs and if you know one sing along.
Track Name: Milk
We were watching a movie on tv about a man who tried to be
a lover, and a leader and a friend to all.
But then came that one sex scene where his head dropped down and the frame was free, and you dropped your love on me, and the frame was free.

You love to cook, yeah, you love to knit. You love to swear
and I’m used to it. I even say them too.
Our daughters heard since your womb eclipsed fuck, shit, piss,
asshole, bitch...and you dropped your love on me and we’re a family.
Track Name: Scene: Some Drama (Radio Clean Edit)
Yeah, she said that she’d f$%^ing kill him
if he f$%^ing, f$%^ing did himself in,
and she called up her Mom and her Sis.
Can’t believe nearly any of this.

We took Martin Luther King.
Racing back to your house in the rain.
He screwed shut the windows and doors.
Slashed his wrists and bled out on the floor.

Yeah, this ain’t my first rodeo.
I’ve seen some drama but nothing like this before.

Me oh my, how’d we get to the heart of the pain.
Love and laughter turns to stress and to strain
And your son, golden one, sleeping upstairs.
A date like this, just no way to prepare.

Now there’s love, there’s lust, and there’s pain.
There’s hope, and there’s trust, and there’s friends.
Who am I to you right now?
Maybe this summer gonna swing by your house.
Track Name: NPR 31 Miss Massive Snowflake "Coke Dispenser"
Do you know the time?
I’m watching your wrist.
Your features are defined.
Do you know the time?

My cellphone’s on the blink.
Hands are busy anyway.
Hey Baby, you ok?
Out here drowning in your spray.

I’m driving to LA.

Sunset Boulevard into Silverlake.
I’m in the rearview mirror
and I’m checking out your hair,
Hollywood Boulevard rainbows everywhere.
Sunset Boulevard into Silverlake
and I’m driving, I’m driving to LA.