Normal Bias

by Marc With a C

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    The special limited edition reissue of Normal Bias on compact disc will ship on Tuesday, June 5th, 2012. Specially remastered just for you!

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1.
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!
2.
00:59
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
3.
03:36
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
4.
04:09
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.
5.
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
6.
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
7.
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
8.
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!"
9.
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
10.
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
11.
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

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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 August 1, 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

For 20 years, DIY indie pop singer-songwriter-storyteller Marc With a C has devoted himself to making raw, lo-fi music about a hi-def world.

Through countless original albums, EPs and live recordings, Marc With a C uses infectious melodies and salty language to tell the stories of a generation caught between the analog and digital worlds.
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