No Honey

by Goodbye Honolulu

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released September 1, 2017

All songs written by Goodbye Honolulu

Produced and Mixed by Mike Turner
Recorded at The Pocket Studios and Noble Street Studios
Tracks 1, 2 and 3 Engineered by Mike Turner
Tracks 4 and 5 Engineered by Alexandre Bonenfant, Trevor Anderson and Mike Turner
Mastered by Harry Hess

Emmett S Webb – Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Fox Martindale – Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Baritone
Jacob Switzer – Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Max Bornstein – Vocals, Drums, Percussion

Tambourine on “Mother To A Brother” and “Typical” – Mike Turner

Album Artwork by Will Spratley
Cover Photo by André Varty

FRIED RECORDS 2017

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Goodbye Honolulu Toronto, Ontario

Rock 'N' Roll from Toronto, Canada

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Track Name: Back To Me
Back To Me

Well I just wanna get back to bein’ me
‘Cause everyone I know says I’m not what I used to be
Well I just wanna get back to bein’ me
‘Cause everyone I love says I’m not what I used to be

And I know it’s all my fault
‘Cause everyone I know
They say they hate my guts
They say they hate my guts

Well I just wanna get back to bein’ me
Drinkin’ beer and smokin’ lots of weed
Well I just wanna get back to bein’ me
‘Cause everyday I’m lyin’ through my teeth

And I know it’s all my fault
‘Cause everyone I know
They say they hate my guts
They say they hate my guts

Well I just wanna get back to bein’ me
Chillin’ hard with all of my homies
Well I just wanna get back to bein’ me
‘Cause I’m feelin’ bad while watchin’ my TV

And I know it’s all my fault
‘Cause everyone I know
They say they hate my guts
They say they hate my guts
They say they hate my guts
They say they hate my guts

And every time we’re out
I know you wanna go
And I know
Back to me
And every time we’re out
I really wanna go
And I know
Back to you
And every time you shout
It makes me wanna go
And I know

You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
You say you hate my guts
Track Name: Mother To A Brother
So what’s a mother
To a brother
To a sister to me
Well I got nothin’
What you wanted
What you needed from me
Well I got nothin’
What you wanted
What you needed from me
Well
Now what you needed from me
I said
I said
I said

But if you decided to go
Then you better stay away
Go back to where you
Go back to where you once came
Go back to South Carolina
Go back to where your brother stays
Go back to your mama
‘Cause
I can’t go
I can’t go
I can’t go
I can’t go
I can’t
Track Name: Where You Wanna Go
All on my own
Riding eyes are tired
Just trying to get to my home
And crawl into my bed
I got my ears to the ground
My eyes are lookin’ wired
I’m trying to shut out the sound
And fall into my bed
Fall into my bed
Fall into my bed

I am always here
When you wanna go
Don’t hurt your pretty heart
And disguise your pretty soul
‘Cause I am only here
I’m cynical
I am paper thin
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go

Well I’m holdin’ a phone
I’m tryin’ to call my baby who’s alone and at home
Just waitin’ for her man
Well I got nothin’ to show
I’m waiting for my friends to come and chill at the show
And fall in love again
Fall in love again
Fall in love again

I am always here
When you wanna go
Don’t hurt your pretty heart
And don't scar your pretty soul
‘Cause I am only
I’m cynical
I am paper thin
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go

Because I’m feelin’ like a man
Feelin’ like a man
Feelin’ like a man
Feelin’ like a man

I am always here
When you wanna go
Don’t hurt your pretty heart
And don't scar your pretty soul
‘Cause I am only
I’m cynical
I am paper thin
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
I go where you wanna go
Track Name: Bloody Hands
Got a chip on your shoulder
Somethin’ that you should probably leave behind
And I’m tryin’ to get older
But it seems like I’m wastin’ all my time

I could be leavin’
You got me comin’ back for more
I should be leavin’
You got me runnin’ back for more
No no

You got the blues baby
And I got blood on my hands
It’s comin’ through lately
It’s gonna ruin all my plans

Got a chip on your shoulder
Somethin’ that you’re holdin’ close to your heart
And I’m tryin’ to move forward
But you’re always bringin’ me back to the start

I could be leavin’
You got me comin’ back for more
I should be leavin’
You got me runnin’ back for more
No no

You got the blues baby
And I got blood on my hands
It’s comin’ through lately
It’s gonna ruin all my plans

I could be leavin’
You got me comin’ back for more
I should be leavin’
You got me runnin’ back for more

No no
No more
No no

I could be leavin’
You got me comin’ back for more
I should be leavin’
You got me runnin’ back for more
I could be leavin’
You got me comin’ back for more
I should be leavin’
You got me runnin’ back for more

No no
No more
No no
Track Name: Typical
Oh my love I’ve done it again
Went and lost my only friend
That’s so typical of me
That’s so typical of me
Oh my love I’m breaking down
Got no one to run to in this small town
Well that’s so typical of me
That’s so typical of me
Now I’m drinking something I shouldn’t
I tried to call you up but I just couldn’t
‘Cause it’s so typical of me
It’s so typical of me

Call me
Old fashioned but I’m looking for some love
With some action
And I know that I
Could do better
But I keep runnin’ back to the arms of your sweater

Bones are breakin’ and I’m feelin’ weak
Haven’t eaten and I can’t speak
That’s so typical of me
That’s so typical of me
I’m losing my patience and I can’t sleep
Avoiding all of your apologies
That’s so typical of me
That’s so typical of me
I’ve got no more money and I got no more weed
I used to think those were the only things I need
That’s so typical of me
That’s so typical of me

Call me
Old fashioned but I’m looking for some love
With some action
And I know that I
Could do better
But I keep runnin’ back to the arms of your sweater
Call me
Old fashioned but I’m looking for some love
With some action
And I know that I
Could do better
But I keep runnin’ back to the arms of your sweater

I keep runnin’ back
I keep runnin’ back
I keep runnin’ back
I keep runnin’ back
I keep runnin’ back
I keep runnin’ back

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