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Midnight, Let's Get a Hot Dog

by The Seasons

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1.
Do you feel electrified when I collide with you? Do you feel it’s justified when they decide for you? Do you feel electrified? Oh, Oh no Do you feel electrified when I collide with you? Blame it on the thunderstorms when they discharge on you I can embrace the fright A corvette that speeds up at night The violins that cry out of sight Lifting up right as we speak Do you feel electrified? Oh, Oh no Oh Oh, no Oh, I am lost in the schemes Sadly everything’s as it seems I’ll just work it all out between Both the cereals and the meat I am lost in the schemes Guess what, everything’s as it seems I’m the creamiest of the cream The American way to dream Oh, Oh no
2.
Animal Songs 03:37
Down down, what’s your name? All of them people get them stitches once they play that game Wanna a cool down once in bed But you’re a long way from understanding Animal songs, shout my name Your animal songs, play that game I bought them tickets on a Monday on a sex overdrive I live for Fridays and for Fundays cause I want it alive Shout my name Shout my name Shout my name Shout my name Because you’re distraught, watching porn You bought a tank top? but it’s torn up And it’s halfway to your head And we’re halfway from understanding Animal songs, shout my name Your animal songs, play that game I bought them tickets on a Monday on a sex overdrive I live for Fridays and for Fundays cause I want it alive Shout my name Shout my name Shout my name Shout my name Your animal songs, shout my name Your animal songs, play that game I bought them tickets on a Monday on a sex overdrive I live for Fridays and for Fundays cause I want it alive Shout, shout, shout my name Shout, shout, shout my name Shout, shout, shout my name Shout, shout, shout my name Shout, shout, shout my name
3.
Junk 03:12
Bed junk born from a sheet fight She died cooked by the spotlight Midnight, let’s get a hot dog Hot steam, right in the love job Oh we-oh-we do Would you like some chocolate coming right through Let’s go get a room or something We-oh-we do Care about the children when they come through, break through Junk Your brothers thrashed to the Deftones Sisters fought for the telephone And that’s life, I could use a true friend Like you, down on your knees again Oh we-oh-we do Would you like some chocolate coming right through Let’s go get a room or something We-oh-we do Care about the children when they come through, break through Oh we-oh-we do Would you like some chocolate coming right through Let’s go get a room or something We-oh-we do Care about the children when they come through, break through Junk Oh we-oh-we do Would you like some chocolate coming right through Let’s go get a room or something We-oh-we do Care about the children when they care about you All across the nation baby, we-oh-we do Would you like some chocolate coming right through Let’s go get a room or something We-oh-we do Care about the children when they come through, break through Junk
4.
I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night, I’m hosting the night And what you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast I’m hosting the night, I’m hosting the night And what you’ve taken I’ll take it back ’Cause people from school say You’re loaded with mysteries A typical striptease That’s taking forever What you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast Yeah, what you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast I’m calling the shots, I’m calling the shots Yeah, what you’ve taken I’ll take it back What’s that in your purse? What’s that in your purse? I never learned much about sex in class Cause people from school say You’re loaded with mysteries A typical striptease That’s taking forever People from school say You’re loaded with mysteries What you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast Yeah, what you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast I’ll find it fast I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night ’Cause people from school say You’re loaded with mysteries A typical striptease That’s taking forever People from school say You’re loaded with mysteries It’s a typical, quizzical, physical thing And it’s been there forever What you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast Yeah, what you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast Yeah, what you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast ’Cause people from school say You’re loaded with mysteries A typical striptease That’s taking forever Yeah, people from school say You’re loaded with mysteries What you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast Yeah, what you’re hiding, I’ll find it fast I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night I’m hosting the night
5.
Glorify 03:10
I can guess the future in the palm of someone’s hand But palmistry is sharper when I use it on a friend Who wants to be a model when she just don’t have the size Everybody’s dreaming of rock and rolling all the time Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified I can guess your future by the family you’re in Though you still think you’ll be the one who’s going for the win But go look in the mirror and remember your last name Now look at your dad and see he looks at you and you both look just the same Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside… Do you really think that what you eat is what you are? It sure fits with the bullshit that they sold us at the start The story of your destiny will only have your name Your bloodlines or the lines of your hand are just the same Well the pain is like a flame you gotta let it burn ’round And put the lime in the coconut and drink it down So you don’t begin to cry when the sun goes down So leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified Leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside, leave it outside, come on inside The body needs to be glorified You know eh… you know how the story goes You know when you’re singing at the karaoke and suddenly the lyrics of your favourite song make so much sense to you. You start screaming. You sa ma ma ma ma say yeah! Hey yeah Hey yeah Hey yeah Hey yeah…
6.
Tangerine 02:52
You had me drink a whole lotta tangerine tenderleaf I didn’t like the taste but you said it was good for me To find your own style, do you have to go against the tide? It’s so good to be put away for a while ’Cause I’m a man and that is why The feelings amplify I remember when I’m closing my eyes Ain’t a thing that I can do We made a lotta love to a tambourine’s clumsy beat The angels cried ’cause they really have strong beliefs Obscure future seems rather palpable to me I’m doing all I can and it never works out for me Cause I’m a man and that is why The feelings amplify I remember when I’m closing my eyes Ain’t a thing that I can do I thought that I was good but now my cover is blown I’ve been walking this direction since the day I was born I thought that I was good but now my cover is blown away I thought that I was good but now my cover is blown I’ve been walking this direction since the day I was born I thought that I was good but now my cover is blown away
7.
Knives 03:51
Can you leave the engines on, I’d like to go and see the USA I stole the money from Uncle Sam, I hope that he’ll forgive me someday Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go It’s not Berlin or Jericho Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go It’s not Berlin or Jericho Hatred for fallen leaves, but I feel it’s blooming all over your breast And babe I know you’re gonna keep it real, b-b-babe I know you’re gonna try your best Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go It’s not Berlin or Jericho Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go It’s not Berlin or Jericho Pretty little something crawling out of a bed it barely can climb We could stick to something safe and low but no, the thing has set its mind We’ve been waiting in our prime So superior, do we mind? You wear the leather in the streets Another leather in the sheets Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go It’s not Berlin or Jericho Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go It’s not Berlin or Jericho Baby, your shoulder’s better than knives Your shoulder’s better than knives Your shoulder’s better than knives Baby your shoulder’s better than knives Your shoulder’s better than knives…
8.
Family Tree 04:24
All around this town, they’re running from the morgue to the pharmacy Sentimental goals, I’m doing it for the love, tenderly Mama’s in the hall, you look just the same Catch me when I fall When I die, I will think of you Amy Why am I stuck under my family tree? When I die, I will think of you Amy Why am I stuck under my family tree? Somewhere in this town, a baby’s being born accidentally Still glad to be alive, but planning to go back in there eventually You should thank the neighbourhood for the memories If you don’t then somebody should When I die, I will think of you Amy Why am I stuck under my family tree? When I die, I will think of you Amy Why am I stuck under my family tree? Here’s the final word, this is the last resort I wanna run for president but I’m too short You’re bound to reproduce under my family tree They say that you’re a slutty girl, well then let’s see Them creepers—they judge me Them breeders—they made me Them cultures—harvest me Believers—they plague me When I die, I will think of you Amy Why am I stuck under my family tree? When I die, I will think of you Amy Why am I stuck under my family tree? I’m stuck under my family tree
9.
LIFE 03:09
Sling avec ton slingshot, embarque sur mon dos On mangeait du chinois back à Toronto C’est vrai qu’y a un truc, mais y’é pas dur à comprendre Dès que tu fais un bass drop, ça finit dans ta chambre La la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life Hey, Frédérique, kesse tu fais passé minuit? Tu cours après ton ombre, mais tes moutons sont ici Pis tu voulais du blues rock, tu cherchais ché pas où Tout l’monde sait qu’le blues rock, c’t’au Pub Limoilou, yeah! And that’s la la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life Someday you’ll say hey I think we lost our way You’ll lose to modern days The youth is on its way J’aimerais embrasser toutes les filles que je rencontre Aller prendre le thé pis les présenter à ma blonde T’étais sous le spotlight, t’as regardé en l’air C’était pas un spotlight, c’tait un lampadaire, fuck! La la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life La la la la, la la la la la la-life La vida es grande Asi es la vida La vida es grande Ohhhh!
10.
Would you care to pick a side? I wish to share the weight that I bear with you It’s not that hard I’m also not very strong and I’m counting on the bond we’ve built I’m counting on you baby La-di-da-di, helpless aren’t we I feel my time is getting closer La-di-da-di, helpless aren’t we I feel my love is burning stronger Got any plans for today? It’s dripping from the ceiling falling in the buckets of love Save it for the plants cause if you pour it in the sink They’ll die I’m dying on you baby La-di-da-di, helpless aren’t we I feel my time is getting closer La-di-da-di, helpless aren’t we I feel my love is burning stronger Solo La-di-da-di, helpless aren’t we I feel my time is getting closer La-di-da-di, helpless aren’t we I feel my love is burning stronger … Amyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…

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released November 16, 2018

THE SEASONS ARE:
Samuel Renaud, Julien Chiasson, Hubert Lenoir & Rémy Bélanger

CREDITS:
Arrangements by The Seasons and Richard Swift
All Song written By Julien Chiasson and Hubert Lenoir
PRODUCED, RECORDED, AND MIXED BY RICHARD SWIFT AT NATIONAL FREEDOM RECORDING FACILITIES
MASTERED BY CHRISTOPHER COLBERT AT NUMBER STATION

Julien Chiasson: Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Piano, Synths
Hubert Lenoir: Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Piano
Samuel Renaud: Bass Guitar
Rémy Bélanger: Drums, Percussions
Richard Swift: Synths

Management: John Sidel
Photos: Richard Swift
Artwork and layout: Valérie Paquette


THANKS TO:
John Sidel, Richard Swift and his lovely family, Mélissa, Badjoue, Véronie, Noémie, Adam Katz, Simone Records (Sandy, Gabrielle, Jolen, Florence, Magalie and Moussou) Marie, Alain, our families, friends and everyone that has been supporting us.

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