If You're Poor, Find Something to Sue Somebody For

by Meg & Dia

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Tracks 1 & 2 were tracked live in the studio upon Jonathan and Carlo joining the band in 2007. Tracks 3 & 4 are early demos recorded in SLC prior to us signing with Doghouse records. Tracks 5 & 6 are from the album Our Home Is Gone.

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released 29 June 2007
Tracks 1 & 2:
Meg, Dia, Jonathan, Carlo, Nick
Tracks 3 & 4:
Meg, Dia, Ryan, Kenji, Nick
Tracks 5 & 6:
Meg & Dia

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tags: alternative indie folk frampton if you're poor find something meg and dia meg dia pop rock to sue somebody for Salt Lake City

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Meg & Dia is: Dia Frampton, Meg Frampton, Carlo Gimenez, Jonathan Snyder, & Nick Price.
The band formed in 2005 in Salt Lake City, Utah.

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Track Name: Lessons in New Jersey
So I met a guy
He's from New Jersey
Took me out to get some food
What you do I asked I play the guitar
Well baby I play the guitar too

Do you have plans for Saturday
Do you think that you could watch me play
I don't know it depends on what's goin' on backstage

So we talked some more of scales and chords
And when I first attempted to
And he told me that's not the way to go
I said baby I don't get you

Don't you ever play what you feel inside
No baby I ain't got the time to figure out
what makes you smile or makes you tend to lie

So he started playing a melody
And wanted me to start soloing
I don't know quite what to do
He said pick it up and I'll help you through

Don't you ever play what you feel inside
No baby I ain't got the time to figure out
what makes you smile or makes you tend to lie

It's too late now
I'll show you how
Put that guitar down
Put that guitar down

Dadalaladada
Dadalaladadada [x4]

Time oh time it slips so fine
It kills me about every time
I decide that time has come
Figure I'll go get me some
That's not what your supposed to do
Don't dare go back the failures too
Maybe I'm a failure too so lets get on with it

Don't you ever play what you feel inside
No baby I ain't got the time to figure out
what makes you smile or makes you tend to lie
It's too late now
And I'll show you how
Put that guitar down
Put that guitar down

So I met a guy
He's from New Jersey
Learned a little more than I thought I would.
Track Name: Strawberry Waltz
Disreguard what we know
Well your voice is so low
Will I stay
Will I go this evening
See the light on the rail
Reflect red off the tail lights
In front of us.
Slowly leading.

Heed my warning my darling
Don't let the twilight drown
Feel the shoreline thriving
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

Well we pull of the road,
Sinking slow, sinking slow
And the gravel recedes into dust
And the unfaithful sun
Went to burn all alone
Just to love, just for love
Just for plain simple love.

Heed my warning my darling
Don't let the twilight drown
Feel the shoreline thriving
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

Oh oh [4x]

Heed my warning my darling
Don't let the twilight drown
Feel the shoreline thriving
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around
Track Name: Santa Barbara
Pray for them
I often loose track
So I took a drag
of my first cigarrette
and I found my head
Roll down the dumps
of twenty seventh street

I drew a sketch
with lipstick and sidewalk
of Newports edge
Legoblock cliffs
and an ocean that doesn't
deserve the sounds of silence
I'd swear on a dead artists grave

I found a spot
where the drunk never got to
And it rocks me gently silent, silent
If I never surface
then it doesn't matter
Hold my breath
It's silent, silent, now

Diligent
Escape by the water
Not sick of it
It only gets harder
That's no excuse
to block all the cliches and
reason for kicks

He strokes her hair
both sitting on sand
and her shoulders bare
nothing to demand of them
laying back on a lonely stone wall
and passersby look passed it all

I found a spot
where the drunk never got to
And it rocks me gently silent, silent
If I never surface
then it doesn't matter
Hold my breath
It's silent, silent

[guitar solo]

I found a spot
where the drunk never got to
It rocks me gently silent, silent
If I never surface
then it doesn't matter
Hold my breath
It's silent, silent, now