Normal Bias (Remaster)

by Marc With a C

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Marc's lo-fi epic from 2007 is back, remastered and available on vinyl and compact disc thanks to some wonderful fans!

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released 01 August 2007

all songs written and performed by marc sirdoreus
art by chris zabriskie
thank you to everyone that made this possible

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Marc With a C Orlando, Florida

Marc With a C was born at a very young age. He's been making lo-fi nerdy pop jams for about thirteen years now, and his latest album is called Popular Music. He's been featured in Wired magazine, has won the Orlando Weekly award for Best Indie Act in 2003, 2010 and 2011, has played major festivals such as Athens PopFest and Nerdapalooza, and his live shows are sweaty pop workouts. ... more

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Track Name: Classic Country Wasn't Multitracked In '61
When you say Black Sabbath was better with Ronnie James Dio
I have gotta ask if you're for real?
Well, I'd like to teach the world to sing but I'd be out of a job
If rock's a popularity contest I'll stick with pop

This is my car, not where the strings fade up
Classic country wasn't multitracked in '61
I'll agree with you because I can read your lips
We can share a sentence without ever finishing it
It'll be so grand. Whooo!

There are more than two paths you can take
X amount of flour doesn't bake a cake
Less is more especially on repeat
The music's kinda sad but that's a good beat

This is my car, not where the strings fade up
Classic country wasn't multitracked in '61
I'll agree with you because I can read your lips
We can share a sentence without ever finishing it
It'll be so grand. Whooo!
Track Name: Song Song
I don't wanna go to school today, mostly 'cause I'm not enrolled
And I'd look pretty crepy on the campus
Now I'm a bit too old

But I'm gonna stay at home
And I'm gonna write this song
And I'm gonna play it for you on the telephone
If you come to my door I'll let you in
But then you'll hear this song again

I've been making mental notes on NASA
I guess my head has been in space
I don't ever wanna be an astronaut
I'm not gonna go any place

But I'm gonna stay at home
And I'm gonna write this song
And I'm gonna play it for you on the telephone
If you come to my door I'll let you in
But then you'll hear this song again
Track Name: Already Dead
What's the use in getting clean
When you won't replace what you stole from me
I'm not mad no more, I just miss my stereo
You never apologized to your ex-commonlaw wife
You just whined alot about the day she took the dogs

All the biker-related threats and emails I pretended not to get
Sometimes I wonder how you're not already dead

Remember back in the trailer park
Washing the car after dark
Scraping the Bithlo mud off the bumper on the front porch
I was smuggling army men in my teenage jeans half unbuttoned
And you said "I guess it runs in the family"

All the violent elated threats in emails I pretended not to get
Sometimes I wonder how you're not already dead

Turn your CB on, you might hear this song
Check out the short wave, 'cause I've been on all day

The guidance counselor said "You know,
I think it's time for you to go
Clean your locker out and vacate the premises"
So I was on a plane that night with a beat up walkman by my side
And it doesn't feel like I've slept right since

All the investigated thefts of all the things that you were lent
Sometimes I wonder how you're not already dead
I've heard some people will take your head if they see you in their neighborhood again
Sometimes I wonder how you're not already dead

Turn your CB on, you might hear this song
Check out the short wave, 'cause I've been on all day
Track Name: Dear Son
Dear son, it's your old man
And I suppose you're still pretty mad
But can't you just forget and forgive?
Forget all the years that I was smoking drugs
When I stole every bit of your stuff
You weren't even thirteen, how long can you possibly hold a grudge?

I hope your mother's doing fine
I'd like to talk to her some time
You said that I beat her but you just can't trust the memory of a kid
Remember when you were about nine?
And I was posing as a girl online?
When I told you if you grew up gay, I'd disown you?

How can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad?
Can't a man start over without having to apologize?
I got over it, now it's your turn

I spent a lot of your life in jail
The rape charges raised up my bail
But she was asking for it and I know because I paid her in full
You and your mother did me wrong
When you moved out and you took the dogs
I can deal with you leaving but it's so fucked up that you took my pit bull

How can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad?
Can't a man start over without having to apologize?
I got over it, now it's your turn

Certain people want me dead
And son, I hear you're one of them
If it's true I'm gonna get all my biker friends together to kick your ass
They'll understand when I call them up
And say "We've gotta beat up my son
He's mad that I ruined the entire first half of his life"

Y'know what?
I'm gonna start a website where I'm gonna say you died
To get sympathy from teenage girls who meet offline
I can pretend I'm 35 and that I play guitar alright
Then I'll put up demos by the guy from Staind and say that they are mine

How can you stay so mad at your loving, dear old dad?
Can't a man start over without having to apologize?
I got over it, now it's your turn
How can you and your mom say that I did you so wrong?
Can't a man start over without having to apologize?
I got over it, now it's your turn.
Track Name: A Tale To Tell
Every single newsstand on each corner downtown
Every little diner you and your mate have ever found
There's a story there, a story there, waiting to be told
And the story's probably better than yours

Every high school drummer whos ever lost the beat
Each copy of Frampton Comes Alive at the swap meet
There's a story there, a story there, waiting to be told
And the story's probably better than yours

We've all got a tale to tell before we pass away
So maybe we should listen more than we talk these days

About every singe wristband on every highschool kid
Every single parent regretting the things they never did
There's a story there, a story there, waiting to be told
And the story's probably better than yours

We've all got a tale to tell before we pass away
So maybe we should listen more than we talk these days

We've all got two ears but only one mouth on our face
So I'm trying to listen more than I talk these days

About each carton of chocolate milk with pictures on the side
And how every girl's a bridesmaid but they're never a bride
There's a story there, a story there, waiting to be told
And the story's probably better than yours
Track Name: The Earth Didn't Move (You're Just Hung Over Again)
You say the earth moved, and you're being literal
And since you stopped shaving you say you feel natural
You don't brush your teeth, you don't care about enamel
You're watching the skies and the Weather Channel

But just one more night like that
Just one more slight mishap
And I'm sending you to a posh rehab
The earth didn't move, you're just hung over again

You were wrapped in a quilt up to your navel
And your stomach hurt from the Walker's Red Label
The keyboard is broke and so is the stool
You said you could feel it in every last molecule

But just one more night like that
Just one more slight mishap
And I'm sending you to a posh rehab
The earth didn't move, you're just hung over again

You chalked it up to happenstance
And bet me your record label's advance
But I know you're over, everybody knows you're over

Your third husband left 'cause he couldn't keep up
Nobody cares about the songs that you sung
It's the ones you wrote and just gave away
That are the only reason you still get paid

But just one more night like that
Just one more slight mishap
And I'm sending you to a posh rehab
The earth didn't move, you're just hung over again
(You say the earth moved, and you're being literal
And since you stopped shaving you say you feel natural
You don't brush your teeth, you don't care about enamel
You're watching the skies)
But just one more night like that
Just one more slight mishap
And I'm sending you to a posh rehab
The earth didn't move, you've just got the shakes
You're just hung over again
Track Name: Ex-Neanderthal
We don't have to tell the world we said goodbye
If anybody asks then we'll just lie
You can keep the mixtapes that i made
You always had such bad taste anyways

When the world browbeats your eyelids, I won't be there
I won't answer my cell phone if you should call
Nobody marries their high school honey
I'll just be your ex-neanderthal

The problem isn't you, the problem is me
But as of now there's no such thing as we
You're free to spend your time with other guys
This broken heart is now unoccupied

When the world browbeats your eyelids, I won't be there
I won't answer my cell phone if you should call
Nobody marries their high school honey
I'll just be your ex-neanderthal
When the next guy leaves because you won't put out
When you first get sick on too much alcohol
I'll be care free and I'll grow out a goatee
Now I'm just your ex-neanderthal
Track Name: Drunk Classic Rock Fans
Breaking all the rules, fuckin' shit up old school
I work down at the carwash, I drink each day at work
A few shots of Black Velvet and I get the cars all wet
I'm the drummer in a local cover band
My mom wants me to move out of her garage this year
But she don't understand how I make the audience cheer
"Rock and rockin' motherfuckin' roll!
Hoist your beers in the air!
I don't mind 'Free Bird' for the encore!
Let's do the Time Warp again!"

Our group is named Banshee Love Slave In Heat
And we don't do drum solos but that wasn't up to me
I think our singer is a genius in disguise
We've been at it since discussing Kiss back in junior high
He's just like Jim Morrison with a beer gut to match
He sings just like Axl Rose, watch the audience clap!
"Rock and rockin' motherfuckin' roll!
Hoist your beers in the air!
I don't mind 'Free Bird' for the encore!
Let's do the Time Warp again!"

Henry Rollins once said that there's nothing sadder than
A forty-year old drummer in a local cover band
But nowadays he can only sell his records to
Aging punkers that still sport their Black Flag tattoos
Who won't admit that now their tattoos are looking pretty dumb
Whenever we play Skynyrd, all the hipsters ing along
"Rock and rockin' motherfuckin' roll!
Hoist your beers in the air!
I don't mind 'Free Bird' for the encore!
Let's do the Time Warp again!"
Track Name: Town In Flames
One day this town will just go up in flames
The bus stop, the whorehouse, everything
They won't know who did it, I won't leave a trace
I want all of you people to go up in flames

How does it feel going into that church?
The run down one with the leaky ceiling?
You don't know it now, but one day you'll find out
The spirit doesn't visit here much
And if it does, I just don't know anymore
If it does, he's got a lot to answer for
Because so far?
He hasn't told me NOT to burn

One day this town will just go up in flames
The bus stop, the whorehouse, everything
They won't know who did it, I won't leave a trace
I want all of you people to go up in flames

I moved alot, so the neighborhoods blur
I might have to take down the cities by school
I don't think that I am anyones saviour
But I'm pretty sure I'm doing all of your a favor
From the creppy old ladies with candy bars
They sell 'em to kids for hits of pot
You know, so far?
I'm thinking those ladies go first

But it's not just people, it's the buildings too
It's the holes in the road that a child had to fill
When the match is thrown, the news crews will not respond

One day this town will just go up in flames
The bus stop, the whorehouse, everything
They won't know who did it, I won't leave a trace
I want all of you people to go up in flames
Track Name: How It's Been
When I was a kid, I'd pretend I was adopted
And that's why I didn't understand the things that my dad did
But we don't talk no more and it's probably for the best
I was closer to my mother anyways
When you're young and impressionable
Some evils can sink in
The best that you can do is try to retain innocence

This is how it's been all my life
This is how it's been all my life
This is how it's been, this is how I'll saty
This is how it's been all my life

I went to a baptist school and read the book of Job
And I thought that maybe God was just a bit too hard on him
Covered his body with boils just to try to test his faith
Then I realized God was just having a bad self esteem day
When you're young and impressionable
Some evils can sink in
The best that you can do is try to retain innocence

This is how it's been all my life
This is how it's been all my life
This is how it's been, this is how I'll saty
This is how it's been all my life

It felt like "Summer'68" in winter '91
When college stations were the only reasons I'd wake up
I leftthe bible home and gave up contact with my dad
I gave up hoping that the world would start to make more sense
When you're young and impressionable
Some evils can sink in
The best that you can do is try to retain innocence

This is how it's been all my life
This is how it's been all my life
This is how it's been, this is how I'll saty
This is how it's been all my life
Track Name: Happy To Be Alive
When I went to bed my girlfriend said goodnight
I woke up this morning with a puppy by my side
And I deduce I could complain but I don't have the right
Right now I'm just happy to be alive

I look at all the things we own that I don't ever use
I look at my family and what I put them through
I would like to take the time out to apologize
Right now I'm just happy to be alive

I'm sitting on the porch and there's this house across the street
They get their landscaping done at least twice a week
And I don't care if all of our weeds are getting high
Right now I'm just happy to be alive

I've got all my fingers, all my toes
My body's full of H2O
I'm 29 but none of my hair is falling out
I'm not saying that I'm perfect, I've got lots of room to grow
And I don't mean to sound holier than thou

But I play songs to one town and I hardly venture out
People sing the words back to me almost twice as loud
Sometimes I'm embarrased by my songwriting archive
But right now I'm just happy to be alive

I've got all my fingers, all my toes
My body's full of H2O
I'm 29 but none of my hair is falling out
I'm not saying that I'm perfect, I've got lots of room to grow
And I don't mean to sound holier than thou

Once I spent an unexpected night inside a jail
It was hard to spend the night away from my email
But I lit up a cigarette and I waved the cops goodbye
And right then I was happy to be alive