Fort Knox

by the BGP

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released September 22, 2015

Produced by DJ Phinisey and the BGP

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the BGP Tacoma, Washington

In the blue collar town of Tacoma, Washington, a patchwork of friendships forged in adolescence somehow managed to weather the storms of life. What resulted is THE BGP. Describing themselves as a 'modern Hall & Oates,' THE BGP merges session musicianship with a childlike joy for making music. The upshot is a soulful dance party that recalls a simpler time and place. ... more

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Track Name: VCR
I'm just a sentimental dreamer,
A VCR stuck on rewind;
And I can't help but think that we're all gonna blink,
While the moments of our lives pass us by...

When my mom needed a grocery,
I would pedal on my bike;
Now we've progressed to the point of regression,
Confessing, our moms won't let their babies out at night.

Maybe I -- I've got my mind stuck inside the past
Is it so bad; To find comfort in the only things that last?

I'm too old to see the future,
Still too young to be this blind;
And I can't help but feel that I'm destined to feel
Like a VCR that's stuck on rewind...

Maybe I -- I've got my mind stuck inside the past
Is it so bad; To find comfort in the only things that last?

I'm just an instamatic photo,
Filter blown out by the light;
And I can't help but feel that I'm destined to feel
Like a VCR that's stuck on rewind...
[And I can't help but think that we're all gonna blink
While the moments of our lives pass us by...]
And I can't help but feel that I'm destined to feel
Like a VCR that's stuck on rewind...
[Just a baseball card in the middle of the yard
Now it's making noise in the spokes of my bike]
And I can't help but feel that I'm destined to feel
Like a VCR that's stuck on rewind...
Track Name: Uhmerica
I wouldn't trust him if I's you,
His wallet size is buying phony smiles, just gag me with a spoon;
He can't love you like I can,
And I do [Do you, you know that I do, do you]

You need someone who understands,
You need a man whose only pedigree are the blisters on his hands;
You need a heart that beats for you,
And I do [Do you, you know that I do, do you]
I bleed for you! [Do you, you know that I do]

Uh! merica!
Funny you trust money more than Love.
Uh! merica!
If you know what's good for you,
Love's the only thing that's true
Uh! Uh! Uhmerica!

He studied in the Ivy League,
I study ivy every summer in my backyard pulling weeds;
So if you ever need a hand;
I've got two [Do you, you know that I do, do you]
You know that I do! [Do you, you know that I do]

Uh! merica!
Funny you trust money more than Love.
Uh! merica!
If you know what's good for you,
Love's the only thing that's true
Uh! Uh! Uhmerica!

Uh! merica!
Funny you think money is more powerful than Love!
Uh! merica!
If you know what's good for you,
Love's the only thing that's true
Uh! Uh! Uhmerica!
Track Name: Fort Knox
Did you ever wonder if maybe it’s true?
The things they said, about me and you…
Did you ever wonder if maybe there was more,
Than table scraps, we been fighting for?
Did you ever wonder if maybe you were told,
Your heart is copper? Well what if it’s gold?

Cuz I believed a lie
I stood outside [concrete]
Begged to get inside
To Hold the Golden Blocks;
But I opened my eyes
To find all of what I [believed]
All up in my mind,
A prison without locks;
I’m leaving Fort Knox…

VERSE
Did you ever wonder if maybe we pursue,
Shiny objects, cuz there’s nothing to do;
Did you ever think that maybe life’s so short;
And what’s the prize, we’re fightin’ for?
When I look around to me it seems,
We’re chasing the riches, of our parents dreams…

And I believed a lie
I stood outside [concrete]
Begged to get inside
To Hold the Golden Blocks;
But I opened my eyes
To find all of what I [believed]
All up in my mind,
A prison without locks;
I’m leaving Fort Knox…

Maybe I don’t need this tie, maybe I should get a clue,
Maybe I don’t need this handmade Italian suit…
Cuz clothes don’t make the man,
A man has hands to make a life that lasts much longer
After piles of gold are piles of sand...

I believed a lie
I stood outside [concrete]
Begged to get inside
To Hold the Golden Blocks;
But I opened my eyes
To find all of what I [believed]
All up in my mind,
A prison without locks;
I’m leaving Fort Knox…
Track Name: Normal Things
Lets do normal things,
Like take a trip in the car;
Search for photo opps...

Lets do normal things,
Like make no plans at all;
Vacay spring to fall...

It's obvious to me,
That you and me are more,
Than mere molecules and pores...

Lets you and me rewrite the dictionary,
Making definitions all our own;
Lets live a life that's more than ordinary,
Make bouquets of lavender and Truth,
And these normal things we do.

Lets find an oak tree and carve our names in the bark,
Where the cricket sings;
Lets find lonely hearts trapped by buildings and cars
And share these normal things...

It's obvious to me,
That you and me are more,
Than mere molecules and pores...

Lets you and me rewrite the dictionary,
Making definitions all our own;
Lets live a life that's more than ordinary,
Make bouquets of lavender and Truth,
And these normal things we do.

Lets you and me rewrite the dictionary,
Making definitions all our own;
Lets live a life that's more than ordinary,
Make bouquets of lavender and Truth,
And these normal things we do.
Track Name: Mocker
I was born with a kick drum,
Strapped inside of my chest;
To protect me from heartache,
Like a bulletproof vest.

Like a tin man I was searching for relief,
When your face did catch my eye;
Now this kick drum in my chest is skipping beats;
And I feel so foolish, I guess that's why...

Love, Love is a mocker,
Mock me again;
And if I'm moving forward,
I'm not looking back,
Not afraid,
Start me up,
And mock me again...

I was born with no laces,
Strapped inside of my shoes;
Now I discover the tangles,
With each step I choose.

I'm a king and I'm a beggar on the street,
I'm the heart that someone broke;
I'm a punchline that's been playing on repeat,
And if it makes you smile, I'll be your joke...

Love, Love is a mocker,
Mock me again;
And if I'm moving forward,
I'm not looking back,
Not afraid,
Start me up,
And mock me again...

Love, Love is a mocker,
Mock me again;
And if I'm moving forward,
I'm not looking back,
Not afraid,
Start me up,
And mock me again...
Track Name: House Boats
Ooh... I gotta go
Ooh... I gotta go
Ooh... I gotta go

...clean up these cuts and scratches.
It seems that I've been bloodied just a bit;
Everyone has their opinion,
There's some who think that I should up and quit;
If I do that just shoot me where I sit.

Ooh... I gotta go
Ooh... I gotta go

...vindicate my past,
to house boats I hid out in, in my youth;
There's scandal all around me,
But one thing I'm still seeking is the Truth;
I'll seek it 'til my bound bears the proof...

Ooh... I gotta go
Ooh... I gotta go
Ooh... I gotta go

Nah nah nah... Gonna pack my things and go!

...I gotta go
Ooh... some place I know... I know...
Ooh... I gotta go