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A Vacuum Void Of Fun (Saturday Night)

from A Vacuum Void Of Fun EP by Chris Page

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So I laze around the house
Cranking on the mouth
Ticking time away
From every single word I heard
Hanging with the birds
Missing time with friends
Who’ve gone away
They never felt so far away.

When I thought life was not so hard
I gave them my regards
And meant to drift away
To go float in this outer space
A minefield of a place
A sort of promised land
That fell away
I watched it fall so far away.

So now imagine where we’ll land
If you could understand
The world’s on holiday
The whole thing stinks to high heaven
A vacuum void of fun
My conscience slowly fades to grey
It turns to candy apple grey.

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from A Vacuum Void Of Fun EP, released November 5, 2021
Recorded at the Las Vanier Haus of Fuzz, October 2021.
Song & lyrics by Pager, who played all the stuff too.

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Chris Page Ottawa, Ontario

Songwriting for indie garage bands Expanda Fuzz, The Stand GT, Camp Radio, and all these folk songs I strum quietly to myself, just below the din.

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