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Little Things Add Up

by The Vague Miracles

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I’m going after it again I don’t even know myself What I’ve got planned But beg, steal, or borrow If you ask me tomorrow I probably won’t still feel the same But are coming with me? We’ll be there soon Smoke ‘um if you got ‘um We’re going to the dark side of a mood The dark side of a mood And we’ll be there soon I’m going out with all my friends I’m in the Miracles again Beg, steal, or borrow Ask me tomorrow I probably won’t still feel the same But are coming with me? We’ll be there soon Smoke ‘um if you got ‘um We’re going to the dark side of a mood The dark side of a mood And we’ll be there soon
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I threw the backpack in the backseat of my car Cause I wasn’t going very far And I was driving perfectly not to cause any concern If only I had just my will to burn So much to say… Guess what guys? The money is gone They took it And then they rolled on They threw the book at me At the scene of the crime I got a jellyfish sting, but I’ll be alright In the morning Text out a warning Crime don’t pay but fuck it’s never boring You saved my life I think your urine that night probably saved my life And I said Get me out of California and I won’t say you never warned me Get me out of California and I won’t say you never warned me While the Mexican cartel don’t even know my whole name While Califuckingfornia is burning at the stake I took it as far as it would go I blew out the speakers (California Snow) I pulled over to see if he would drive It wasn’t self-preservation, I had to be alive In the morning – it wasn’t global warming My world burned down because destiny is corny He saved my life He took the wheel (Jesús) And he saved my life And I said Get me out of California and I won’t say you never warned me Get me out of California and I won’t say you never tried to warn me While the Mexican cartel don’t even know my whole name While Califuckingfornia is burning at the Slap that Suzuki Sidekick in the gear that makes me carsick Text them we were nice guys And I hope they got a thing for sad, pathetic lies Get me out of California Get me out of California with you
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Another civilian gone to space Even the layman joins the race Jesus grant me luck Give me everything you got (but) We will walk the rocks of Mars Before we let our soul get stuck We don’t need a home We will never walk alone There’s no need to return We’re gonna swing by the throne Nano robot lazy sperm Boston robot dance parkour Sub-mar-fiber optic cable We’re all brothers (Cain and Abel) iPhone helps detect depression Modern hand grip strength regression Clone the woolly mammoth back Ted unfrozen up to bat Heaven’s full of aliens Hate speech is worth billions I said heaven’s full of aliens And hate speech is worth billions If you need me I’ll be right here Drifting further from your ear Jesus give me fear I’m on the naughty list this year (for) Another early church of socialism looking in a mirror We are your disgrace We will never go away Our collection plate coming And it’s time for you to pay Heaven is full of aliens Hate speech is worth billions If you garbage dump the Amazon I’ll fish for your ambivalence Babies full of microplastics Filibustering gymnastics Downvote racist shit to hell Apes invade the citadel Apes invade the Citadel All my apes invade the Citadel I said all my apes invade the Citadel All you apes invade the Citadel As heaven was opening We slowly fell back toward the Spiral Galaxy The slowest, honest trajectory Away from the throne room full of majesty
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UAP 03:14
We talked about it after class Unidentifiable Aerial Phenomenon “Man makes plans and God laughs” The first thing we should teach them Is the Yiddish adage We referred to the back of The Book It said some prophecy about “Surely, I come quickly” But no verses about the heavens verses the earth Just preaching Armageddon since the A.D.s Fighter pilot getting high Saw a giant, white tic tac flying by UAP Why are you watching me? UAP Why are you watching me? Their tech. is far superior But ruining the planet is kind of like our specialty The Milky Way is our promised land So up Jacob’s ladder! Fight the Esaus of the Galaxy! I wonder how salvation works If Jesus has to die for every single planet Got a couple billion virgin births Till’ crucifixion in the Romulan Galactic Senate First it was looking shy Then it vanished vertically in the blink of an eye UAP Why are you watching me? UAP Why are you watching me? I hope they think we’ve had drones for a pretty long time We made our Sci-Fi flicks in L.A. full of smog We couldn’t see the sky I saw a guy that looked like John Lennon At the cell phone store He said: “I don’t think that we’re bigger than Jesus anymore” UAP Why are you watching me? UAP Why are you watching me?
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AD in HD 04:08
Let me off this carousel What you’re describing is my very own Personal hell, personal hell And when the morning comes I’ll ask you one more time In a rhyme And when the morning comes, I’ll ask you one more time But you’re making me manic now Making me panic now Making your lifeboats feel like The frozen bow of the Titanic Little things add up Little things add up Let me off this carousel What you’re describing is my very own Personal hell, personal hell And when the morning comes I’ll ask you maybe one more time Then all your neurotypical happiness will be mine All the time But you’re making me manic now Making me panic now Making your lifeboats feel like The frozen bow of the Titanic
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The Fly 04:48
There is a fly In this very room I think it entered How one might assume There is a fly There is a fly In this very room I think he entered How a reasonable person might assume There is a fly It won’t me It won’t let me It won’t let me go now I can’t leave well enough alone But I suppose I should have known Not to do that - it can still be right It wasn’t overly polite Not to do that – it wasn’t wrong But I kinda dropped an atom bomb And walked away So Irish goodbye Won’t let the door hit me In my compound eyes Irish goodbye It’s time for me to go fly Go fly outside Swam out past the rope line I don’t know why Into a sea of sticky paper And I was the fly I was the fly
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Pledge 04:28
When they taught me the pledge They didn’t mention who was taken Who made our pyramids rise There was no trail of tears from their eyes But I’m older now I hope they kept the receipt for their golden cow And I know denial But the year of jubilee Hasn’t happened for a while I’m not here to spread hate I’m here to spread disappointment Because wow Things are not that great Will you say the new pledge with me right now? Things could easily be better than this Easily Things could easily be better than this Easily I pledge it will be I pledge it will be But they won’t help with your meds And they won’t help with your education They need that money for bribes And to go to space on vacation But I smell: bullshit now, Another fiscal conservative golden shower, A bit of white powder, And the smell of milk and honey when it starts to go sour I’m not here to spread hate I’m here to spread disappointment Because wow Things are not that great Will you say the new pledge with me right now? Will you say the new pledge right now? Things could easily be better than this Easily Things could easily be better than this Easily I pledge it will be I pledge it will be I pledge it will be
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Write Off 04:26
Be with me if you can We’ll live like the foolish man Built his house upon the sand That’s the plan if you write me off No matter what Be with me – be a star We’ll live in glass houses And try not to rock too hard It won’t spoil nothing If you try to call my bluff No matter what But you don’t know my plans really do ya? My heads stuck in the sand I think you probably like that Do you like that? I know a whole universe of scams Jacob pinned the angel’s hands In the final moment In the final moment instead I got a call from the army man He said, I’ll recruit you if you don’t have any plans But I wouldn’t put my freedom in his hands No matter what He said, kids like you end up jail and it’s the official position of this government your band will fail I said that’s so pointed it reads well in braille It reads well in braille But he don’t know my plans really does he? My heads stuck in the sand I think he probably loves me Does he love me? I know a whole universe of scams Jacob pinned the angel’s hands In the final moment In the final moment instead We were playing Call of Duty When the J6 failed We could have held the fascists back If we weren’t so fucking frail But our twitch reflexes are probably off the scale They’re probably off the scale Let’s save the world You and me You can be the GameStop And I’ll be the AMC We’ll print our gospel in greetext Anonymously, yeah anonymously Another decade Down the drain Have a cup of coffee Sit and listen to the rain It all ends faster than I can explain
10.
Barometer 02:55
Before the past me skittered off again He had something up his sleeve He said some parasitic things were done I said I don’t think that was me I don’t believe I must be really off my rocker now To shudder such in the breeze And I thought: why did Evangelista leave me his barometer When I can’t handle the squeeze I don’t believe The cabin is lonely in the woods again Its standing quietly in the trees And I’m waiting with no railing on the edge again But I’m not shaking at the knees I don’t believe
11.
Drama 03:14
While you stopped to smell the flowers I was hiding in the attic I overheard my middle child Doesn’t need to be dramatic I don’t need to be dramatic But I think I’ve finally had it I shouldn’t air my dirty dishes While elbow deep in soap and haddock But my pilgrim got factious And my comic went dramatic I hope you don’t remember me As someone that you know Because I set those ships on fire A long, long time ago Don’t spare your rod on me Violence therapy Your hands to God A fragrant offering Don’t spare your rod on me Violence therapy Your hands to God A fragrant offering Turn your lights off Quiet down in the car Or I’ll give you something to cry about Turn your lights off Quiet down in the car Or I’ll give you something to cry about
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Song Dog 03:13
Walking through the woods to the snap of branches I think I’m turned around but I’ll take my chances scared I’m not needed anywhere This forest was cut By a glacial tear it Helped me find A greater spirit there It gave its breath to the air And it said Say you can’t be saved, and I will save you Say you’ll misbehave And I will raise you with the coyote With the coyote Blue sky so clear You couldn’t scratch the surface Warm leaves fragrant I think I lost My purpose there Under furry, black stares I think I found the Bones of a burned down homestead With fruit trees That still proudly boasted pears Their flesh was hard to tear With my fangs… I say I can’t be saved – Will you save me? I say I’ll misbehave but will you raise me With the coyote, coyote Soon I reappeared On the plantation lawn But no one even realized That I had been gone Later in bed When I was frantically reading I heard those song dog lyrics Start bleeding
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Rome 03:49
Just throw my posters away Toss out anything that I saved All roads lead to Rome It’s time to get going Three miles before the streetlights start And the woods are getting dark But you don’t need much light To follow your own spark So, if you see me walk into the waves Tell somebody My journey misbehaves – the roads are muddy It was just a theory in the end - the tunnel transatlantic To where an empire died – but don’t stop me I’m on a magical ride I found a warning in the sea She said: I can live alone but you can’t Live without me Well bitch, I guess we will see So, if you see me walk into the waves Tell somebody My journey misbehaves – the roads are muddy It was just a theory in the end - the tunnel transatlantic To where an empire died – but don’t stop me I’m gonna go find the reason why
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Memorial Day 03:01
Come look at this thing It’s got all its parts in gold But it’s got mold from the basement And it’s got cobwebs from the attic If you want to you can claim it If not, well then, whatever… I do not need this anymore Chuck it in with the rest of my junk For a yard sale Be there if you want You can buy it for yourself Or just walk it off my lawn Hey, look at this thing It’s from 1776 And it’s got all its old parts still working It’s only slightly racist Some heroes died for this With egg whites on their faces I do not need this anymore Chuck it in with the rest of our junk For a yard sale Its right in my front yard Right next to my garden On Memorial Day And you can be there if you want You can buy it for yourself (You selfish boomer) You can walk it off my lawn Why don’t you see if I fucking care? Cause I do not Cause I do not Need this anymore It’s for the yard sale Be there if you want Buy it for yourself Or just walk it off my lawn
15.
Saint George 03:56
Here comes St. George Here comes St. George Whoa, Whoa, Whoa… She wanted him to be perfect She wanted him to be flawed She wanted him to be no one She wanted him to be God She wanted him to be normal Love no one but her She wanted him to move mountains From the ocean floor She said that he should taste beauty But make it himself She said that he should get hold of His own mental health She made him eat his porridge She made him into Saint George Saint George He was on trial for trying to be free He should have said “Dip your dragon In the motherfucking sea, I just want to acquire a peaceful place to breathe" But St. George went quiet But St. George went quiet… Here comes St. George Here comes St. George Whoa, Whoa, Whoa… She wanted him to be gentle She wanted him to be warm She wanted her dragon slayed quickly And she wanted him to perform She wanted him to sail blindly Then make her lunch by a tree She began to treat strangers Butter than she treated he She said that all men are sinners But not all sinners are ye He said: “I’m the patron Saint of syphilis and chivalry.” She made him eat his porridge She made him into Saint George Saint George He was on trial for trying to be free He should have said “Dip your dragon In the motherfucking sea, I just want to acquire a peaceful land to breathe" But St. George went quiet But St. George went quiet But St. George went quiet
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The sirens gave way to silence I could still see blue lights On the back of my eyelids When we went Running in the dark I got an ankle cut Are your eyes open or closed? Open or shut? The new moon has nothing to reveal Like an idiot Soon they’ll march the ground With their guns and hounds They want to find us (Oh my god I’m stressed out) They want to find us (there’s no turning back the past now) They want to find us (no second guessing it – we messed up) They want to find us And the little things add up And the little things add up And the little things add up And the little things add up The sunrise came without warning And I found the pastels pretty boring And we were Sleeping in a park I found a metal shard Would you eat a squirrel fillet? With mushrooms and bark? I’m releasing tiny prayers into the sky Like orange sparks The dogs are bearing down I think I hear them now… They want to find us (Oh my god I’m stressed out) They want to find us (there’s no turning back the past now) They want to find us (no second guessing it – we messed up) They want to find us I’m not fixing any holes Where the rain gets in I’m not getting on my high horse To start again I’m not letting you die For my sins again I’m not here to make amends And I’m not here to make amends… They want to find us They want to find us They want to find us Shit, cover me in leaves Cover me in my own detritus…
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In my meekness I inherited the “whys” Picture a warhorse That was bitten by flies Red tributaries In both my eyes (eyes) Wanting street fights Is as American as apple pie But you know my motto: Ask me tomorrow, People will grow or Be monks in the grotto I’ve been stuck in this feeling now For too long In my feelings now For too long, long, long I don’t censor myself when I hold the pen But I can lump you sugar Just tell me when Then the lion and the lamb Can recline as friends But the elk are starting to eat meat again It’s the return of black tigers So don’t coax me with pliers I am magic realism You’re just kicking the tires But I’m gone-with-the-wind-sick Like John Ruskin’s dead chick My missionaries are sent I’m hell bent I hope I’ll never go hungry again I’ve been stuck in my feelings In my feelings now for too long, long, long
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released March 1, 2022

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