MISSION CONTROL

by no lovely thing

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Our first full length album, Mission Control is the culmination of the last 4 years of playing together. Enjoy.

11 tracks. 40:20

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released 25 April 2015

Erica Peiser: Vocals
John Givens: Guitar
Kevin Crawford: Drums
Ernani Rodrigues: Bass

Engineered by Kevin Crawford & Ernani Rodrigues
Mixed by Kevin Crawford
Produced by Kevin Crawford, John Givens & Erica Peiser
Mastered by Myles Boisen

Album Art by Christopher Givens (CBGworks.com)

All songs & lyrics by John Givens & Erica Peiser* (BMI)
All songs © 2015 No Lovely Thing

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no lovely thing Oakland, California

john givens- guitar and voice
erica peiser- lead vocals
kevin crawford- drums
ernani rodrigues- bass

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Track Name: Popular Culture
Hiding there,
under your radar.
In the meaty
part of the curve.

17
reasons why you can’t stay
invisible,
invisible/

The homeless
were having a yardsale.
The high heels
were giggling on the ground.

Guess what,
the fish are all wierd now
but the 14
still comes crawlin down.

the popular culture
the popular culture
the popular culture
mission control

The pigeons in the palm tree
are the pot holes on my lawn.
I'm swimmin through my headphones,
you know I’m gone.


Punk rocker
on a zooming red bicycle.
Chain wallets
hung their deities.

Our meat market,
the freshly trimmed irony,
the hipsters,
stuck in the same gear,
year after year.

Out of meds
and she’s smoking double.
at that moment,
her habit won the war.

You can hate it
or decide to love it.
but I’m
fascinated
by the pavement’s
conclave.

the popular culture
the popular culture
the popular culture
mission control

The pigeons in the palm tree
are the pot holes on my lawn
swimmin through my headphones
you know I’m gone.

We’re all outliers
We’re outright liars
Track Name: Separate
We drive back
on the GW
three boys
across the front seat,
Our underwear was stolen,
she was never coming home.

There were things,
that we’ll never forget.
There were things
we've come to regret.
There were things
that were inconsequential.


Separate
and on display.
Calm became calamity.

Closed off,
closed down.
Company’s over
all the time.
I was scared shitless,
and bored out my mind.

There were things
I probably should have seen
There were things
you say you didn’t mean
There were things, that
came out instead

Separate
and on display.
Calm became calamity.

the floor boards
shift beneath my feet.
remain calm.
gotta realize, that
you’re not the one,
who set this up.

yes it’s true, I tried to be you.
yes it’s true, I tried to be you.
yes its true, I really haven’t been myself.

Separate
and on display.
Calm became calamity.

we all get what we want.
just not what we need.

Separate
and on display.
Calm became calamity.
Track Name: Everything
One thing you have got to understand
Before the night is through
You’ve got to share you mind
Cuz without it we’re all through

My good friend will never be
But I can make her happiness suit me
And cherish the memories
And the good times we had will always be

Everything effects everything effects everything effects everything

And thank goodness it all happened to me
Because without it I’d never be
With the strength I’ve commanded in me
And my happiness begins to seed

Everything effects everything effects everything effects everything
Track Name: Feed the Fire
Like a traveling circus
You and I put on a show
I’m you ballerina
And you are my tight rope

Riding the elephant
Taming the beasts
Climbing to safety
Is no longer in reach

And now it’s my turn
To feed the fire
Oh yes its my turn
To feed the fire

I keep my concentration
But me stead becomes unsteady
I try to keep the balance
But we all have to breath

Riding the elephant
Taming the beasts
Climbing to safety
Is no longer in reach

And now it’s my turn
To feed the fire
Oh yes its my turn
To feed the fire

Like the lion tamer
Twisted few doppleganger
On display no where to hide
Just before I’m eat eaten alive

Riding the elephant
Taming the beasts
Climbing to safety
Is no longer in reach

And now it’s my turn
To feed the fire
Oh yes its my turn
To feed the fire
Track Name: High Hopes
I am nothing,
I want everything.

I need nothing,
but I buy everything.

I found nothing,
have I lost everything?

I heard nothing,
because I said everything.

I try nothing,
I know everything

I give you nothing,
I gave you everything.

I believe in nothing,
and that proves everything.

everything
everything
everything
everything to me

It may seem like nothing
but it’s everything to me.


I feel nothing,
yet I love everything.

Can you tell me, what it means,
to love everything?

My life is what it seems,
and here is the dream.

I'll find the joy in all I see,
but it’s all up to me.

everything
everything
everything
everything to me

May seem like nothing
but I got, everything I need
Track Name: Delicate Anxiety
A blind man walks alone
onto the interstate.
We stare and watch in horror
our tone nails on the dash.

That’s life.
yes that’s life.
That’s life.
all at once,
ain’t it nice?
all at once,
ain’t it nice?

hello, hello
delicate anxiety
hello, hello
human decency

I awaken to the sounds of airplanes,
taxi-in across my bed.
when I dream, I dream of train travel.
the typical logistical mess.

That’s life.
yes that’s life.
That’s life.
all at once,
ain’t it nice?
all at once,
ain’t it nice?

hello, hello
delicate anxiety
hello, hello
human decency

who’s beside you
when you wake?
who’s beside you
when you wake?
Track Name: So This is Happy
And meanwhile,
I’m so sorry.
And meanwhile,
you’re mildly appalled.
And meanwhile,
we've become what we mock.

And in no time,
time had passed.
And in no time at all,
time had passed.

So this is happy.

We’d rather look than listen.
We’d rather look, we’d rather look than listen.
And baby, what's the difference?


And finally
I’m just like everyone else.
Finally
you’re ok. and i’m ok.
And finally
I think we’ve seen it all.

This is just one teeny, tiny part
of who I am.
this is just one teeny, tiny part
of who I am.

So this is happy.
Track Name: The Bell of Silence
His bubbling anger
makes life sublime.
But this hot tub is so divine.
No resolution to be found,
but please, please, keep it down.
he’s trying to worry.
please, keep it down.
he’s trying to worry.

Citizen, citizen,
I think you better think again.
Citizen, citizen,
think before you ring
the bell of silence.

He puts the lonely into loneliness.
He takes the joy out of your happiness.
He’s the thorn beside the delicate.
His intentions, intentions, are all thats left.
Intentions, intentions are all that’s left

Citizen, citizen,
I think you better think again.
Citizen, citizen,
think before you ring
the bell of silence.

When everyone is gay
and everyone is black
better not, call him a fag.
He’ll be a triple pierced,
soul powered, rainbow flag.
A triple pierced, soul powered, rainbow.

Giving your opinion
doesn’t make you
an asshole,
but pretending not to does.

Citizen, citizen,
I think you better think again.
Citizen, citizen,
think before you ring
the bell of silence.

man, oh man,
I’m out
I’m out
I’m out
I’m out
Track Name: The Truth
Please take my soul
Cursed blessing know
And I’ve got to hold
You in my arms, my arms

Remember, this our salvation
A fort night this is our solitude
Don’t break me, wait until November
Before I, before I could speak the truth

Please please don’t go
And this all I know
And I’ve got to show
You are my life, my life

Please take my soul
Cursed blessing know
And I’ve got to hold
But will never know

In my arms