Get all 5 Truant Kids releases available on Bandcamp and save 40%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Heart, Giving Up EP, Truant Kids (Remixes), Truant Kids, and NFT GF (d3luxe).
1. |
Bohemian Son
04:11
|
|||
|
I've found it this time, I'm almost certain
These roots on my mind are always burnin'
The seeds in my back pocket keep on droppin'
And the trees they become just keep on fallin'
Bohemian Son
Living on the run
Got to have his gun
Racing towards the sun
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
The sounds of silent trees fall all around me
Into jigsaw parts that separate the homes
Raining seeds and sawdust from the heavens
Running through my hand, dissolving bones
One enchanted feeling
When everything is fleeting
And everybody knows you're on the run
I never thought of being
The type who's always fleeing
But everything is freeing when you're one
One enchanted feeling (Bohemian Son)
When everything is fleeting
And everybody knows you're on the run (Living on the run)
I never thought of being (Got to have his gun)
The type who's always fleeing
But everything is freeing when you're one
Bohemian Son
Living on the run
Got to have his gun
Racing towards the sun
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
Nah nah nah nah nah, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh
You hold my hand (one enchanted feeling)
For a long, long time
Oh no, oh
You broke those bands (one enchanted feeling)
Break and outcry
No, no, oh oh
|
||||
2. |
Social Contract
03:31
|
|||
|
Living on the edge
I don't know if I'm okay
Taking home the bread
Take it back to the home team
Remember what you said about giving up slowly
'Cuz I don't think this medication is gonna let me down gently
Hard time, hard to lose it
We're looking for the right time, the right to use it
Right mind starts to lose it, so can't you see it's
Fight time now let's do it
Living in the shed
In the yard of a mansion
All of us are dead
Not even kept by a ransom
Painting with our blood
On the walls of the playground
Ripping flaming hearts
From the tribe of the underground
Money and fame
For a child in a stroller
Is never worth the trade
You'll understand when you're older
Hard time, hard to lose it
We're looking for the right time, the right to use it
Right mind starts to lose it, so can't you see it's
Fight time now let's do it
Hard time, hard to lose it
We're looking for the right time, the right to use it
Right mind starts to lose it, so can't you see it's
Fight time now let's do it
|
||||
3. |
Yeah
02:16
|
|||
|
Watching pennies, nickels, eyes
For dimes turn into a quarter of your life
Never change or reach a dollar
Before you face the hurt and the strife
Yeah, I see it in your eyes
Swelling spirit windowpane in the currents of our times
Spiraling downriver like a ripple in the
Tide when the twin streams collide
Raise your hands and reach the skies
Proclaim this is your new flaccid paradise
Always take a second pass
To reinstate the lawn from the grass
Yeah, I feel it in your hands
As it's reaching towards the moon from a cast of battered sand
Permeating on a fetid breadcrumb,
"It's just a little fun when it's hard to understand"
Finding slate or fowl bones
Attached to flesh and rot, frozen dead at home
From your perched wide estate
Cut to filet waste and then thrown
Yeah it's thrown, yeah it's thrown
Yeah, I think it's in the brain
As you balance the equation to pacify the pain
But it beats you to the heart as
I'm mixing the solutions to seek a separate way
|
||||
4. |
Bohemian Daughter
04:30
|
|||
|
You walk alone, that's what you say
Two sticks are thrown, the string will fray
No daddy's phone, no sign to please
Go running home in artificial peace
Your antics
Those wild romantics
Gone and out of sight, plains kissed by morning light
Killed us just to leave it all behind
It will be alright, we tried so hard to find
Retreat for woolen eyes tucked beneath the pines
No face of stone, just silicone
Go right on home, go break my bones
Throw me a bone, throw me a skeleton
Facilitate a loan, baby
Fill me with pleasure, man
Your antics
Your wild romantics
Gone and out of sight, plains kissed by morning light
Killed us just to leave it all behind
It will be alright, we tried so hard to find
Retreat for woolen eyes tucked beneath the pines
|
||||
5. |
Living the Dream
04:55
|
|||
|
I'm not going if I'm living in a dream
That would make my life a reflection of where I've been
Can't you see me, just leave me on my side
The spirit rolled over, and then it died, oh no
And it settles where it lies
Summer morning, I could nearly feel it there
A reassuring feeling just hanging in the air
But it escaped me, and I failed it once again
But giving up would be like giving in
And to lose it is a sin
Keep it rolling, so get rid of all my friends
Monsters chasing always closer to the end
I'm not sorry, 'cause it's the only way to win
And you know, I'd rather be unseen
Than do something I don't mean
|
||||
6. |
Moravian Moons
03:38
|
|||
|
He's fleeting from his home
City boy, city boy
The heart's only a stone
City boy, city boy
He's running out of time
City boy, city boy
Found guilty of no crime
City boy
Watery hills of whiskey lines
The sea-salt clouds and ashtray skies
The warbler calls and cardinal cries
Of beetle munched withering pines
Ahh, who are you
Ahh, who are you
Cradle on the pyre
Cliffs that hide the liar
Beauty peeks his eyes
Another burns his mind
Standing by the stone
Nature boy, nature boy
Running from his home
Nature boy, nature boy
He's dying on the road
Nature boy, nature boy
Cliffs return to stone
Nature boy
And everyone they told you
That just goodwill could hold you
But even friendship's sold you
And you're cold and untrue
Ahh, I know you
Ahh, I know you
Cradle on the pyre
Cliffs that hide the liar
Beauty peeks his eyes
Another burns his mind
Ahh, ahh, I ask you
Ahh, I just wanna know what's going on here
I ask you, I ask you
I just wanna know who you are-
Cradle on the pyre
Cliffs that hide the liar (What're they hiding, what're they hiding?)
Beauty peeks his eyes (What's the beauty?)
Another burns his mind
(Burning it up, burning it up, It's all fire)
|
||||
7. |
Teen Tribe Drama
03:16
|
|||
|
Take my kneecaps, take my fingers
Eat my nose, tongue, eat my ears
Do what you want, yeah take what you will
Gonna have some flippy floppy take my pill
One then another, baby oiled machine
Gonna print it right out, gonna show me how
Do what you want, yeah take what you will
Gonna have some flippy floppy take my pill
I don't wanna think about the present right now
Even if the world is gonna stop
And I don't even care if the whole building falls down
Even if the sky is gonna drop
And I don't even care about the "Social Contract"
"NFT GF" is gonna drop
And I don't even mind if the whole city crumbles, or
Even if the noise is gonna stop
(Take my kneecaps, take my fingers)
(Eat my nose, tongue, eat my ears)
(Do what you want, yeah take what you will)
(Gonna have some flippy floppy take my pill)
Take my kneecaps, take my fingers
Eat my nose, tongue, eat my ears
Do what you want, yeah take what you will
Gonna have some flippy floppy take my pill
One then another, baby oiled machine
Gonna print it right out, gonna show me how
Do what you want, yeah take what you will
Gonna have some flippy floppy take my pill
I don't wanna think about the present right now
Even if the world is gonna stop
And I don't even care if the whole building falls down
Even if the sky is gonna drop
And I don't even care about the "Social Contract"
"NFT GF" is gonna drop
And I don't even mind if the whole city crumbles, or
Even if the noise is gonna stop
I don't wanna think about the present right now
Even if the world is gonna stop
And I don't even care if the whole building falls down
Even if the sky is gonna drop
And I don't even care about the "Social Contract"
"NFT GF" is gonna drop
And I don't even mind if the whole city crumbles, or
Even if the noise is gonna stop
|
||||
8. |
Tomorrow
03:59
|
|||
|
So many people
Looking for the cure
They know they'll never find
A drink, a pill
It's just a joint away
Then you leave it all behind
Your mind is made
It's better off your way
You'll do it all alone
This hollow life is better in a grave
This life that once was full
Life that once was full
Life like the feeble
Must be a blessing
They know what goals they got
The hearts of the broken
It's time for confessing
Don't be a hero, victim or not
Don't try to cheat your way on up now
Grab a problem, go fess up now
This ain't a cure all role call
Just grab a piece back, and jump now
I didn't ask for your conviction
I didn't want nobody to listen
I didn't ask anybody, to make this disappear
I just wanna make tomorrow better
I just wanna make tomorrow better
Promise me you won't
(You gotta promise, gotta promise don't)
Shake the devil's hand and run
(Don't shake it, don't shake it, don't)
Chase the rising sun
It'll set, there will be a new day
Living in a slightly new way
|
||||
9. |
Yeah (Reprise)
02:35
|
|||
|
Yeah (Yeah!)
I'm telling you man, yeah
|
||||
10. |
Bohemian Sun
07:17
|
|||
|
Reaching in and letting up
Signs within a giving cup
Making lines and giving up
A mind that never finds enough
They were, so afraid
Growing up and getting made
Growing luck to break a leg
Thinking it would always stay
I see you
I hear you
And I need you
I fear you
Creases in the world
Agitating in the youth
Sorrows on the moon
Pouring lies from cups of truth
To win's to lose, to lose is to die
Till death we choose a mournful lie
There's no good answer
We're writing words with cloying affection
There's no good pleasure
Just picayune endings, inane reflections
There's no good answer
We're writing words with cloying affection
There's no good pleasure
Just picayune endings, inane reflections
The mountains sing
Of fleeting things
The prairies cry
We know we'll die
The forest hum
Of cyclical glum
Bohemian Sun
Won't flee, he's won
Branches only come from trees
Trees only come from
Your Bohemian Sun, your Bohemian Sun
Moving, moving, moving with the pines
Moving, moving with the beetles
|
||||
Truant Kids Lawrence, Kansas
Truant Kids is a Kansas-based indie songwriting duo comprised of childhood friends Walter Sunrise and Nile Rivers, joined by drummer Owen Ashley.
If you like Truant Kids, you may also like:
supported by 20 fans who also own “Truant Kids”
I really enjoy this little foray into the horror realm. Excellent synth arrangements to wow any John Carpenter fan
go to album
supported by 20 fans who also own “Truant Kids”
If the night is gentle and can hold me tight
go to album
deadbeat effervescent
by No Monster Club
Upbeat DIY pop with shades of twee, disco, and alternative from this Irish group.
go to album
The second EP from UK duo Pecq features bubbly synthpop swirled with a bright psychedelic haze.
go to album
Yumi And The Weather LP
by Yumi And The Weather
Yumi & the Weather follow an acclaimed EP with a new batch of fast-moving, harmony-laden electropop.
go to album
Ambient Works to Dissociate To, Vol. 1
by ERNEST STRAUHAL
supported by 19 fans who also own “Truant Kids”
go to album
