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Black Adidas

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1.
Be Cool 02:42
Try to be cool Try to keep your shit together When all you wanna do Is scream every fucking letter With an Oi And a Hey And perfect time for clapping If you said your last words Someone will pin it to your jacket And it’s 1, 2, 3 Sneaking in cause it’s free And it’s 4, 5, 6 Straight edge or straight blitzed A terminal case Could feel alive in this place Oh please don’t send me home Skinny ass punk Going headlong in the middle Took a fist and boot Didn’t even hurt a little With a Hey And a Ho Maybe a shot of Let’s Go If you breath your last breath I bet the devil got the record And it’s 1, 2, 3 Sneaking in cause it’s free And it’s 4, 5, 6 Straight edge or straight blitz A terminal case Could feel alive in this place Oh please don’t send me home And it’s 1, 2, 3 Sneaking in cause it’s free And it’s 4, 5, 6 Straight edge or straight blitz A terminal case Could feel alive in this place Oh please don’t send me home Yeah 1, 2, 3 Sneaking in cause it’s free And it’s 4, 5, 6 Straight edge or straight blitz A terminal case Could feel alive in this place Oh please don’t send me God I beg you Keep the lights off They can’t be through Oh please don’t send me no Please don’t send me home
2.
In My Head 03:48
Saw your eyes the very first time Turned away but then returned And you saw mine Can’t afford to get excited Neither one of us had Lucky on our side Cause the ground is getting closer Since we stepped out off the ledge Hope to God there’s not a Punishment Tried at first to just ignore it I’m sure the addict could have Told me how that ends It’s a dangerous liason Wonder if we’ll be forgiven For our sins Cause the ground is getting closer Since we stepped out off the ledge Hope to God there’s not a Punishment And my heart is beating louder Can’t make a word you said But I think it went Like this You’re in my head Tried resisting but you found a way instead You’re in my head If you don’t get out I’m getting in Cause the ground is getting closer Since we stepped out off the ledge Hope to God there’s not a Punishment And my heart is beating louder Can’t make a word you said But I swear it went Like this You’re in my head Tried resisting but you found a way instead You’re in my head If you don’t get out I’m getting in If won’t give up I’m giving in You’re in my head Tried resisting but you found a way instead You’re in my head If you don’t get out I’m getting in I’m getting in
3.
We don’t fit in We don’t have all that many friends We’re Miscellaneous at best And loosing the edge Guess We’re not fun Cause hardly anybody comes No ones standing at the front And someone’s leaving Why the hell Do we do this to ourselves Simple fact We can’t do nothing else We don’t belong Never stopped us from showing up Never kept us from going on We’ll see how long We won’t give up Just keep digging a deeper rut You can’t lose what you haven’t got And we got nothing Why the hell Do we do this to ourselves Simple fact We can’t do nothing else And when we’re done Success means someone took us home Triumph if they put us on And pumped the volume We don’t fit in Never accused of being hip Rather just be what it is And know it’s real Why the hell Do we do this to ourselves Simple fact We can’t do nothing else
4.
Home 03:08
Fresh off the bus from nowhere
 Never going back I swear and
 You’d rather end it all
 Then to go back home
 Life’s rough when you can’t find yourself
 Reach inside for something left
 But it seems you pissed away everything that’s good
 But 15th and Mission’s near
 You can fix it up and the comforts here
 But when she leaves you alone It just bleeds your strength away
 And there’ll be no solace here
 No shelter from the cold
 The plans you’ve made that fall so short
 Then quickly disappear
 Everything you’ve wanted
 That you’ve worked for all your life
 Just seem to slip away through your fingers
 Like the sands of time
 Now wipe your eyes away Flesh is a commodity Love is cheap but it ain’t free and Things aren’t always what you thought they’d be
 Now you’re living inside a spoon
 And the warmth turns cold too soon
 Too quickly as it starts to fade
 Then the warmth gets sucked away
 And there’ll be no solace here
 No shelter from the cold
 The plans you’ve made that fall so short
 Then quickly disappear
 Everything you’ve wanted
 That you’ve worked for all your life
 Just seem to slip away through your fingers
 Like the sands of time
 Now wipe your eyes away Away…
5.
Cool Riffs 03:09
I’m taking off Don’t know where yet Somewhere there’s a Place for us Cool riffs cool riffs My headphones on The sound it’s loud Somewhere there’s a Song for us Cool riffs cool riffs I’m taking off Don’t know where yet Somewhere there’s a Place for us Cool riffs cool riffs
6.
I heard you on the radio So glad I picked you up Been driving so long To the same old song That tape cassette got stuck From the very first verse Till the time I cursed God damn that sounds so good You got the rhythm and soul That makes me crawl We aint even hit the hook Our tastes the same But I don’t even know your name You’re my favourite song But you’re my favourite song Yeah you’re my favourite song Tonight I had to hear that voice again So I hit to the record shop Didn’t take much explaining Till the clerk said babe I know exactly what you want It was a little bit used And a little bit dirty But damn that sounds so sweet I don’t know every lyric But I’m pretty sure I’m hearing Just exactly what I need And you aint so tight But you come in the right time You’re my favourite song Yeah you’re my favourite song And you’re my favourite song Tonight It might get loud Let’s wear the needle out You’re my favourite song Yeah you’re my favourite song Yeah you’re my favourite song Tonight And you’re my favourite song Yeah your’re my favorite song Yeah you’re my favourite song Tonight
7.
Sha la la la Sha la la la la Sha la la la Sha la la la la Ships are docking Planes are landing A never ending supply No more narco No more gangster Conservatives can cry I took the law and threw it away Cause there's nothing wrong It's just for play There's no law, no law anymore I want to steal from the rich and Give to the poor A uh ha a ha Sha la la la Sha la la la la Sha la la la Sha la la la la It was glowing, glowing, glowing Glowing in the dark It was sparkling, sparkling, sparkling Sparking in the night I took the law I threw it away Cause there's nothing wrong It's just for play There's no law, no law anymore I want to steal from the rich and Give to the poor Winter turns to summer Sadness turns to fun Keep the faith, baby You broke the rules and won Keep it glowing, glowing, glowing I'm not hurting anyone Keep it glowing, smoking, glowing I'm howling at the moon I took the law & threw it away Cause there's nothing wrong It's just for play There's no law, no law anymore I want to steal from the rich and Give to the poor I’m smoking Oh Baby A uh ha a ha
8.
Red packaging Love letters turn out grey Got a funny feeling That something’s going to change And those butterflies They are fluttering If giving in Means losing everything I’m giving in Many slip Between the cup and lip These precious sins My hands retrieving Brought something to protect When my lungs depleted I lost every word I said It was so simple Now so complex As you’re standing lashing I’m just sitting politic You got a funny way of Making everybody sick What did you think would happen We’re no longer kids If giving in Means losing everything I’m giving in Many slip Between the cup and lip These precious sins Like that time you wrote the answer To the question on your arm Still got it wrong Just need to get admitted Then you’ll make it up with charm These precious sins
9.
What’s a night out in this town Because there’s nothing out at all Where’s the good in a good time Ain’t nothing good in what’s been done Taking a ride to middle of nowhere Screaming out loud in the silence of dead air Breathing in breath at the end of a filter Imagine this time it was somebody better There’s a show in city Have to sneak out after dark 21 and a cover Guess the sneaking never stops The music so loud but the crowd doesn’t hear it Make the way down to front of the chaos Never thought love could’ve happened so fast Through the metal and wire and mesh He gave her strawberry kisses Now he’s tied to her lips for on And now she’s one in a million And this is one she’ll remember after all Yeah strawberry kisses Now there’s an autographed album And a t-shirt barely fits The band they never went back there Don’t think they still even exist But every so often look in the mirror The bittersweet scar that a lover had given Embarrassment ends when that record is spinning Through the metal and wire and mesh He gave her strawberry kisses Now he’s tied to her lips for on And now she’s one in a million And this is one she’ll remember after all He gave her strawberry kisses Now he’s tied to her lips for on And now she’s one in a million And this is one she’ll remember after all Yeah strawberry kisses

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released March 3, 2023

Produced by David Newton

Recorded and Mixed by David Newton at Rollercoaster Recording, Burbank CA except ‘Be Cool’ Mixed by Dan Long at Exactamundo, Los Angeles CA

Mastered by Dave Gardner at Infrasonic Sound, Los Angeles, CA

Album Layout and Design by Andy Dahlström
Photos by Eric Stoliker

All Songs Written by Courtney Ranshaw (c) Thalassocracy Music (ASCAP)
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‘Home’ Written by Courtney Ranshaw and Clayton Southard and ‘Howling at the Moon (Sha-La-La)’ Written by Jeffrey Hyman, Dee Dee Ramone, Thomas Erdelyi, and John Cummings (c) Wc Music Corp. o/b/o Taco Tunes Inc.

Black Adidas Is:
Courtney Ranshaw: Guitar, Bass, Vocal, Synthesizer, Tamborine, Egg, Shaker, Clave, Sleigh Bells, Claps
Daniel Alexander: Synthesizer, Organ, Piano, Backup Vocal, Claps
Carl Raether: Bass, Backup Vocals
David Newton: Backup Vocals, Guitar, Claps, Tamborine, Clave
Kari G Child: Drums
Rob Wolk: Drums, Claps
Matt McCracken: Backup Vocals
Erik Ehlert: Backup Vocals

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