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Strange Ways

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released January 27, 2017

Carpetriders:
Dwayne Morgan - Guitar/Keys/Vox
Adam McMorris - Bass/Vox
James Tungate - Guitar/Vox
Eddie Weber - Drums/Vox

Produced/Engineered/Mixed by Dwayne Morgan at June Production
Mastered by Brian Smith at Hummingbird Mastering
Collectively Recorded at 140, Dwayne's House and Adam's House

All Words/Music written by Carpetriders

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Carpetriders Langley, British Columbia

Carpetriders are a 4-piece rock band from Langley, BC. Some call us stoner rock, some call us indie, and some just don't care. We are the latter. New album, Strange Ways, is in the process of being mixed. Release to be announced soon!

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Track Name: Dark Water
Walking in the shallow, headed for the deep
I'll leave you with something, though it's nothing to keep
It's with your will you choose to go under
It's no wonder you'll be walking alone

In dark water, in dark water

Underneath the air you are sitting there, waiting
Holding your breath, your heart starts aching
It's against your will the thrill is disappearing
You're too weary to turn around from the end

In dark water, in dark water, in dark water, in dark water
Track Name: G-Bo
Wanna hit the G-Bo, momma
Wanna hit the G-Bo, momma

Don't wanna hit the bong or the blades,
I just wanna go fill the bucket up and get down with the G-Bo
Gonna hit the G-Bo, momma

Well I'll provide the fire if you provide the pull,
Now we'll find out who's afraid of the big bad bowl on the G-Bo
Gonna hit the G-Bo, momma

Well you told me you were done with that dirty third lung 'cause it's evil
Left the roaches in the tray, they were gone the next day from all the people
and all the resin and the oil and aluminum foil is looking lethal
but even in this stormy weather we can put our heads together, find some shit around the house and make a… G-Bo

Wanna hit the G-Bo, momma
Wanna hit the G-Bo, momma

Well now I like a little ginger with my california roll, but it's ten times better when I hit the G-Bo before I leave home
Gonna hit the G-Bo, momma

Last night I left the bucket outside in the cold, now I'm thinking about turning the old fishbowl into a G-Bo
Gonna hit the G-Bo, momma

Well you told me you were done with that dirty third lung 'cause it's evil
Left the roaches in the tray, they were gone the next day from all the people
and all the resin and the oil and aluminum foil is looking lethal
but even in this stormy weather we can put our heads together, find some shit around the house and make a… G-Bo
Track Name: Sweet Love
Sweet - We're looking for some sweet love
Sweet - We're looking for some sweet love

The time has come to set yourself free
There's no need to be alone
All you're searching for is a sugar so sweet
Good enough to bring her home

Sweet - We're looking for some sweet love
Sweet - We're looking for some sweet love

You need a way to keep your head up
There's no need to bring it down
All you're looking for is some love
You've gotta keep on movin' round
You may not even know it's coming
And the wait it seems so long
It may not even turn to something
But in the end you can't go wrong

Sweet - We're looking for some sweet love
Sweet - We're looking for some sweet love
Track Name: Grade Three
If it bugs you to see someone use the words there/their/they're in the wrong context, then this song is for you!

Help them get it through their head.
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You should call it someone's possession, but you call it a place
It's in the context you put it, though it sounds the same

When you're writing it down, remember: It's no mystery
If you have a group, well they are with apostrophe

You can't seem to get it through your head
You gotta, gotta, gotta get it in
(4x)

(Get it through your head, get it through)
Why can't you see? T-H-E-Y apostrophe R-E
Don't be a clown, spelled with an "I", it makes it a pronoun
All across the nation, T-H-E-R-E is a location
Why can't you see? T-H-E-Y apostrophe R-E
T-H-E-Y apostrophe R-E
Track Name: Real Men
Feel the shame that envelopes your name
It's hard to escape it, I reason
Seen you sink so low, and I would like to know
if you're having a hard time sleeping?

This is how real men do this

Your heart is full of holes, 'cause this would eat my soul
It's a wonder that you're even breathing
Your stories getting old, how you can't keep control
of what it is that you're feeling

This is how real men do this
Track Name: Shotgun
Shotgun! I sit in the front
Nice try you bastard, but you should've been faster
what is the Blizzard of the month?
Don't want cookie dough, Oreo, Oreo
Shotgun! It's time to go
don't be a bitch, you should have drove
unwritten rules are set in stone
it's not my fault that you are slow

Shotgun! Shotgun! Shotgun! Shotgun! I call…
Shotgun! Shotgun! Shotgun! Shotgun! I call…

You wanna sit in the front, you've got to call it quick
If you're second to someone, gotta deal with it
if you play different rules, I don't give a shit
you can't call shotgun from inside

What do you mean I gotta call no challenges?
There are no challenges! No, no challenges
I'm not gonna play rock, paper, scissors
end up sitting bitch while I eat my Blizzard
Shotgun! Shirt made of cotton
it's salmon red, and you know you want one
Shotgun! In case you've forgotten:
you can't see the car, then you can't call Shotgun!

Shotgun! Dominate the front, like a japanese shogun
Shotgun! Stick it in too far, you might wreck your eardrum
Shotgun! I reached under the seat, and I found a wonton
Shotgun! Move the garbage over, find a place to sit

You wanna sit in the front, you've got to call it quick
If you're second to someone, gotta deal with it
if you play different rules, I don't give a shit
you can't call shotgun from inside
Shotgun!

Shotgun! Shotgun! Shotgun!
Rock, paper, scissors… Gonna eat my Blizzard
Shotgun! Shotgun! Shotgun!
You should've been faster, you bastard, you bastard

You wanna sit in the front, you've got to call it quick
If you're second to someone, gotta deal with it
if you play different rules, I don't give a shit
you can't call shotgun from inside