Exactly Where I Am

by Marc With a C

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The intersection between yesterday's small-town secrets and today's information overload.

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released February 17, 2015

All songs written, performed and produced by Marc With a C

Except backing vocals on "I Can't Remember Your Name" by Nicole Sirdoreus and Leslie Rising

Artwork by Katharine Miller

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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 fifteen years now, and his latest album is called Unicorns Get More Bacon. 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: Exactly Where I Am
Tell me once, it might sink in
Tell me twice, it might start wearing thin
Because I'm at the age where a good day
Is when the phone don't buzz

Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice? Well, ain't you got nothin' better to do?
Because I'm at the age where everything is
Everything I've seen

Information flows at the light of speed
If you wanna know, you simply gotta reach
For the phone that didn't used to have to know exactly where I'm at
For me to know exactly where I am

Put a poster up to show your pride
And a bumper sticker for the ones behind
To coexist while they subsist on
Subreddits and memes

Information flows at the light of speed
If you wanna know, you simply gotta reach
For the phone that didn't used to have to know exactly where I'm at
For me to know exactly where I am

I'm overwhelmed and now?
Track Name: I Can't Remember Your Name
I can't remember your name
But I see you all over the place
You're friends with my acquaintances
And I know I've seen your face
You're the guy who does the thing
You do the thing with ol' what's his name
I'm mightily embarrassed, I must admit
Does your name start with a J?

Didn't I see you one time at the one thing?
You were wearing the same shirt as that guy
Who said something or other about the other thing
To someone else I just saw tonight

I can't remember your name
And I can't disguise all my shame
I'm tempted to have a go at it, but I forget it just the same
Let's have a mosquito solo, eh?

Didn't I see you one time at the one thing?
You were wearing the same shirt as that guy
Who said something or other about the other thing
To someone else I just saw tonight

Everybody!

We can't remember your name
But we see you all over the place
You're friends with our acquaintances
And we know we've seen your face
We can't remember your name
Track Name: The Sometimes
It doesn't happen all the time but it's fitfully here
It's not every day or every week, just a couple times a year
But the irregularities come with Socratic irony
The sometimes come and they sometimes come for me

Roughly every couple months, then again, maybe more
It only lasts about a fortnight, in case you're keeping score
I can say with authority despite the lack of consistency
The sometimes come and they sometimes come for me

Make reparations just in case
The sometimes come and the sometimes decide to stay

Heed my message though it may come across vague
We are only living for the inbetween days
Between eternally and temporarily
The sometimes come and they sometimes come for me
Track Name: Liana
Sponge made a record called "Rotting Pinata"
It's cool but not as cool as this girl named Liana
I'd like to take her out for breakfast manana
But she's so far away, I still want Liana

We could jam out to some old school Nirvana
I've got a Heart Shaped Box In Bloom for a girl like Liana
I'm not a composer but here's my cantata
I wish I could do better to impress Liana

Liana, take this tiara
Now you're the queen of my fantasy file
Domo arigato Mr. Roboto
I haven't felt this way in such awhile

The Police made a record called Zenyatta Mondatta
It's a little bit outdated, so is missus Liana
If I were rich I'd buy her a Mazda Miata
And that's a pretty shitty car, but hey, it rhymes with Liana

Liana, take this tiara
Now you're the queen of my fantasy file
Domo arigato Mr. Roboto
I haven't felt this way in such awhile

I'm telling you
Ya'll can believe all of this propaganda
Few girls compare to the lovely Liana
She's far away, not as far away as Uganda
It's still too far away for a girl like Liana
Track Name: I'm Gonna Miss You
I'm gonna miss your feet when you're cold and cuddled up to me
The way that they'd seem colder than the temperature outside
I'm gonna miss your nose and how I'd steal it during shows
I'd only give it back if you'd come home to spend the night

I'm gonna miss your voice and how it added to your poise
I'll miss getting mad at your whenever you refuse to talk
I'm gonna miss your hair, I'll miss the way you proudly stare
At the ringing phone so you don't have to say you miss me too

But please don't misconstrue, I don't want to leave you
I want to be in love with you, but I can't see you loving me too
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you if things don't change

I'm gonna miss your kiss, the gentle ways you'd use your lips
But that's just way too personal for me to bring up now
I'm gonna miss your face, your inner innate sense of grace
I'll miss stumbling in the dark with you when we're looking for a towel

But please don't misconstrue, I don't want to leave you
I want to be in love with you, but I can't see you loving me too
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you if things don't change

It's late but I don't wanna go to bed
It's cold and your side is still tucked in
You're probably still awake, you're an insomniac
Would it kill you once to call me back?

I'm gonna miss the sex, the typical guy stuff, I guess
Every conversation has now been reduced to text
I couldn't miss your calls if I tore the phone out of the wall
I'm connected to a billion things that you don't use at all

Please don't misconstrue, I don't want to leave you
I want to be in love with you, but I can't see you loving me too
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you
I'm gonna miss you if things don't change
Track Name: The Bitter Half
As if you were dipped in honey, drenched in marmalade
Splenda, Equal and Nutrasweet stirred in lemonade
Cinnamon in powder form is so hard to choke down
But put it on a sticky bun? It's the sweetest thing around

I was rotten and I was bruised
The bad apple that ruined all the other fruit
That's all forgotten and that's thanks to you
I'm better as the bitter half of you

Slathered in preservatives, covered in pesticides
You've gotta cover your bases if you wanna become ripe
A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down
Unless you're a diabetic, that cliche is sound

I was rotten and I was bruised
The bad apple that ruined all the other fruit
That's all forgotten and that's thanks to you
I'm better as the bitter half of you

Until I met the strands of your twisted DNA?
I wouldn't have known sweetness if it slapped me in the face

Your mother might tell you that you can't fill up on sweets
But your mother is wrong, just look at what it's done for me
I wasn't sure at first but thankfully I kept my faith
Even a broken clock is right at least twice a day

I was rotten and I was bruised
The bad apple that ruined all the other fruit
That's all forgotten and that's thanks to you
I'm better as the bitter half of you
I'm better as the bitter half of you
Track Name: Bootwater Suite: Americana
Sometimes I feel useless, like I never had much to give
When it comes to writing about it? I just give up on it
But there's one thing I can tell you that they don't write about in books
At least not the ones worth reading

Americana never happened
It was only something from the films
The long stretches of dusty roads somewhere out in Idaho
Mostly serve to hide the undesirables

James Dean was an icon, he played a rebel on TV
And none of us can agree upon a single American dream
There are still expanses where nothing really happens
And to a small minority? They feel like heaven

Americana never happened
It was only something from the films
The long stretches of dusty roads somewhere out in Idaho
Mostly serve to hide the undesirables

There are a lot of towns with lots of men
And they're drawing up the blueprint plans
To make sure that New York looks like San Antonio
Every store where I ever bought a record has now closed up shop
But there's twenty places you can go to fix your cell phone
That said?

Americana never happened
It was only something from the films
The long stretches of dusty roads somewhere out in Idaho
Mostly serve to hide the undesirables
The long stretches of dusty roads somewhere out in Idaho
Mostly serve to hide the undesirables

There are still expanses where nothing really happens
And to a small minority? They feel like heaven
Track Name: Bootwater Suite: Staying Dormant
She says she's never been good in bed
She wants someone else's skin instead
She's in that cocoon phase
She's in a weird place
And you wouldn't know it from the naked eye
From the outside everything looks fine
But you're watching her exist
From inside a chrysalis
Staying dormant through the wintertime
Larval at a high point in her life

He don't wanna go out and have no fun
He just stays inside and cleans his guns
Preppin' for doomsday
You know, just in case
Boobs and bullets and firedogs
And 4X4's litter his blog
He calls it "The Land Of The Free"
He wants the president impeached
Staying Dormant through the summertime
Happy at a low point in his life

What do they have in common? Not much at all
But I put them together so that they won't be forgot

He says he's married to his job
She's in love with all her songs
But think about next spring
And how different things could be
When asked if she has a beau
She says "Does Netflix count?
Well, I guess so"
She's lonely some of the time
But that's a cocoon by design
Staying dormant 'til they reach their prime
But they just stay at home because it's not time

What do they have in common? Not much at all
But I put them together so that they won't be forgot
Because I'm staying dormant until it's time to write
Trying to make some sense of human kind
Then I put it out so I can sleep at night
Accepting that this is my lot in life
Track Name: Bootwater Suite: The Club Is Closed
They closed down the club last night
When we asked why, they just said it was time
And we'd have to agree after everything we've seen
But now we don't know what to believe

They turned off all the neon signs
They didn't give a reopening time
And any time we pleased, we were totally free
To check out but we could never leave

The service had been staggered
The barmaids were looking haggard
These are just the facts
When the party turns all melancholic
And the functional leaves the alcoholic
Where do you go after that?

So we tried to find a similar place
And hoped that we could reassimilate
We'd splintered into groups, and some fell out of the loop
Pretending that things were just as good

When they turned the club into another club
Where people reminisced the former pub
But before you raise your glass, if you've only got the past
What do you really have?

We think back to the club's better days
When all we had was youth and that week's pay
Before all the Ben-Gay, before the Medicaid
We were right, we were numb and unafraid

Before the service had been staggered
The barmaids were looking haggard
These are just the facts
When the party turns all melancholic
And the functional leaves the alcoholic
Where do you go after that?

A couple of the patrons died
Leaving behind codependent wives
Who knew their men were sick, their livers had been licked
By the party that just wouldn't quit

They closed down the club last night
When we asked why, they just said it was time
And we'd have to agree after everything we've seen
But now we don't know what to believe
Track Name: Bootwater Suite: The Party Never Stops
The party never stops though I look dumb
I'm forgetting to remember that I'm not young
And I can't do it like I used to, but I try
I'll probably try again tonight

The party never stops and without you
I've got nobody else I can talk to
We're living on this houseboat 'cause there's no rent
And now the good times will never end

Like when the nineties came along and I lost my hair
There was nothing for the hairspray to stick to when I sprayed it there

The party never stops when we get old
Ulcers, polyps and cancer can be put on hold
I'm talking to my friend but I don't know his name
It's printed on this bottle but I can't see straight

The party never stops and without you
I've got nobody else I can talk to
We're living on a houseboat on a pier
An hour can turn into a year

Since when the nineties came along and I lost my hair
There was nothing for the hairspray to stick to when I sprayed it there

Everyone got married, now they're working class slobs
But I'm still scanning this club for my nightly blowjob, my nightly blowjob
My nightly blowjob, my nightly blowjob

The party never stops because I'm not done
One day this could still turn into fun
Now I can't do it like I used to, but I try
I'll probably try again tonight
Track Name: Bootwater Suite: The Right To Bear Arms
Well, I'm down on my luck, there's no air in my truck
And I can't hardly pay my bills
But I've got a permit and plenty of pride
And if I'm rubbed the wrong way, I'll fire at will

The last deputy saw no probable cause
And that's why he can go home tonight
Rumors make me berserk, she must think I'm a jerk
But when she gets off work she'll have one big surprise

I'm gonna shoot that girl of mine right between the eyes
The right to bear arms never did me no harm
But for her?
Tonight, she's gonna die

When I was a boy I'd play shoot 'em up games
Until I got a real gun of my own
Though I might seem a louse, when it comes to my spouse
Well, I'm not playing house, darlin'
This is my home

So after a few drinks at the usual place
Luther came up to me with a grin
He said "I like your wife, I'll be takin' what's mine"
And that's when I decided to drop both of them

I'm gonna shoot that girl of mine right between the eyes
The right to bear arms never did me no harm
But for her?
Tonight, she's gonna die

Now you can't be too careful, gotta cover your tracks
I've made these mistakes in the past
Prison's no fun and I'm my momma's son
So with a click and a bang?
I ain't goin' back.

They've closed down the bar, there they are
Clutching each other so tight
In the chamber there's three, one for her, him and me
Never let it be said my bark's worse than my bite