The Fits

by Aly Tadros

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1.
Silence and the Truth You got your mission statement Written on the pavement For everyone to see And all the world is watching Waiting for the washing Of chalk dust from your knees The mystery stains on the floral print Drapes are bringing you down. It’s a been a bit of time since The contents of your mind have Emptied out a sound It’s a new kind of being alone When doubt is all you know. But the little pink pills, they Cure you of your ills, and Fill your time with ease Day to day distractions, they Spur you into action, And send your days flying Over the mountain Of to-do’s and to-dream’s and to-file under Incompletes. Baby can’t you listen, the lessons that you're missin’ could Lift you from your knees. It’s a new kind of being alone When doubt is all you know You cannot separate The silence and the truth. You’re praying on angels Praying for grace Some sort of guidance To show you the way You’re waiting on silence Waiting for space No room to misstep And no time to waste You’re praying on angels Praying for grace No room to misstep And no time to waste With no room to misstep And no time to waste No room to misstep And no time to waste. And no time to waste. It’s a new kind of being alone When doubt is all you know When doubt is all you know When doubt is all you know.
2.
Sweet on Me 03:55
Sweet on Me Sweet on me Say that you’re sweet on me And I will fall like an avalanche On your living room tree Reveling, Honey I’m reveling see this cupboards been empty And you’ve got something to eat. Like a fine glass of wine You came straight from the vine And colored me drunker Than the fourth of July Whittle my ticket And give us a ride You play the dart And I will be Your prize Sweet on me Say that you’re sweet on me And I will fall like an avalanche To your cold bare feet Mid-morning kisses Your locks on my lashes I don’t want to miss out this time Signs and near-misses, My rose colored glasses I’m closing my grins with a deep, long sigh Sweet, Say that you’re sweet on me and I will fall like an avalanche Fall like a fawn at your feet Reveling, My honey I am reveling Clear the cobwebs and cola You know that you’ve got what I need.
3.
It All 03:44
It All All, All, I want to strip it off of you like turpentine The streets are lined with gold But baby streets all fade in time you don’t see it, you don’t see it We could have it all All. I want to press a button Make it all rewind Sit back in a la-z-boy And watch it flash on by You don’t see it, you don’t see it We could have it all, All Train is pulling round the track Charging forward, smoking black Waters rising pass my shoulder Wake me when the storm is over Hands over my eyes, over my heart Scouts honor I tried Picked it apart You don’t see it, You don’t see it. We could have it all. We could have it all. We could have it all, All, It all (x3)
4.
Behind My Hands Hospital rooms They say your out soon And I cannot show my face You enter in slowly Barefoot and lowly With a buzz from the steel frames Behind my hands Your clouded eyes and stifled smile Behind my hands You’re here but just for a while Your mangled up arm is casted in plaster Said it was only a scratch Urine stained garment, Don’t be alarmed, and Swear that this time the meds last Behind my hands The light blinds you all in white Behind my hands The images come at night (and I hide, and I hide) x6 Behind My Hands, Behind My Hands. And I’m sorry, And I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
5.
Uprooted 03:00
Uprooted He tilled the land sweetly soil lay beneath me dryer than a rusty nail Put in the hours Tendin’ the flowers While I sat and prayed for rain Oooooh, OooOoooh. And all of my world stopped Abreast on a hilltop Aglow in a golden ray of sun Thinking he knew me He hastily withdrew me And found a fruit ridden with holes. Honey you (ooooooh) Have uprooted me. And he gave me hope (he gave me hope) That I had a home (that I had a home) In his dusty boots And callous hands Swallow my roots (swallow my roots) It’s all of no use (all of no use) Now that the consequence has bared its’ teeth. And you (ooooooh) Honey you (oooooh) Have uprooted me.
6.
Not a Drop 03:27
Not a Drop (Mmmmm…) Starving for words Starving for some kind of answers Mouth to the Clouds Not a Drop to Drink not a drop around I've heard the cries Calling from the other side to Unearth these fears I fold the sheets over my ears I fold the sheets over my ears I know the drill down to each and every last pill I've seen it done they give then they leave ya none Oh, they give then they leave ya none, Oh starving for words starving for some kind of answers mouth to the clouds not a drop to drink not a drop around... Cause I've known love long enough to know when to run and I've known pain long enough to know what love won't change You wake up every single day and they tell you if you to go to the page It’ll be there. but what if one day you wake up and you find something else, some kind of love. some kind of drug some shit that just makes you want to go all the sudden and it’s like that one thing that made you want to go just makes you, makes you want to stop.
7.
The Cross Sticks Well I pulled out of your driveway On a rainy Hallows Eve Teardrops in my eyelids And water gushin down the street And through the cloudy window I flashed you one last sorry smile Babe I’ll see you but it’s gonna be a while No it wasn’t a disaster, I knew we both would walk away With a head hung low But settled on straight Chorus: (Middle Harmony) But the cross sticks came along (Oooooooh) And played for me a steady song (Ooooooh) There ain’t nothing left to do but carry on (Oooooh) OOO, Oooh OooOooh, Ooo, Oooh Oooohh, ooo, ooohh I got home and I poured myself A straight shot of the plan I had to leave so you could be A better man I guess our love was a prologue To a riveting, good read And we were both afraid of where Our stories lead But now I’m terrified of where my story’ll lead Chorus: (Middle Harmony) But the cross sticks came along (Oooooh) And played for me a steady song (Oooooh) There ain’t nothing left to do but carry on (Ooooh) OOO, Oooh OooOooh, Ooo, Oooh Oooohh, ooo, ooohh (x3)
8.
The Prophet 03:40
The Prophet He’d been warned should he stray Barren thoughts would fill his days And the prophet said unto You we praise Said you came in the form of a burning flame Jesus loves me, this I know For the Bible tells me so Lesson learned, all the same No power stand against His name. Mama if you say this prayer The blood of the lamb for his despair If he’d lift his hands would anything change Would my father’s sins be washed away Jesus loves me, this I know For the Bible tells me so Lesson learned, it’s all the same No power stand against His-- Will she ever see A prayer’s the last thing that he needs Or is this a sign, he’s to be damned all his life For his lack of faith Is this the way He must Praise down his knees God forgive him please If he’s been too Burned to believe Jesus loves me this I know For the bible tells me so Lesson learned It’s all the same No power stand against His name (mmmmMMmmm…) Jesus loves me this I know For the Bible tells me so
9.
Bad Thing 02:53
Bad Thing Bad thing Did a bad thing Tea lights They shine like fireflies through the murky window pane Ideas grow like weeds They fly like moths into the flame My love, love the night is young Our time is coming to a close so free your fists of all their lists Come slip your fingers into my coat Crowd is waning, anticipating Whisper close under the bar din Ain’t no use in tying a noose Ain’t nothing to know Bad thing Did a bad thing up the stairway down the hall I took his lips I took it all Led him forward Toward the end I Tipped him toward Toward the edge And let him fall and watched him fall (hold last oooo) up the stairway down the hall I took his lips I took it all Led him forward Toward the end I Tipped him toward Toward the edge And let him fall and watched him fall Bad thing… I did a bad thing mmmmm… Bad thing Did a bad thing Bad thing
10.
The Fits 03:07
The Fits Can I offer you a ride, I wanna usher you home. and by the end of the night you'll be wrapped in my coat I may act like a fool for you slip a hand on your knee but the moments pass quickly, love they come and abruptly leave do, do, do, dah do, dah do (x3) Would you wear that purple dress again the one that cinches at your waste the way you sway down the boulevard I could watch you all day You know it's almost unfair for me to let you off with a kiss It gives me fits like a fever, love it comes and hijacks my day do, do, do, dah do, dah do (x3) Fits like a Fever love (x4)

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When Aly Tadros was offered her first paid gig, she had three original songs under her belt. The set time called for two hours.

She took it anyway.

With a voice as angelic as it is weather beaten, and music NPR Austin calls “delightfully wistful indie folk with tender and earnest roots,” Aly Tadros has spent the last decade traveling across Egypt, Turkey, Mexico, and Europe. Banned with her classical and acoustic guitars, ukelele, and vihuela, there’s no denying her travels have informed the breadth of her songwriting, noted best for its intimacy, honesty and lyricism.

Tadros has played over 600 stages across North America and Europe in her four years as a touring artist. She also helped to form The Sweetness, a Toronto/Austin based collective of singer/songwriters. The Sweetness raised over $6,000 in the two weeks after forming as a band, toured Europe, and traveled across North America with a German documentary film crew commissioned by the Stuttgart FilmAkademie. The film is set for release in 2013.

This year has been her most exciting yet – with invitations to showcase at The Folk Alliance International Conference (The Sweetness), CMJ, and endorsements from both Guild Guitars and Fender (ukulele).

Her sophomore album, The Fits, was produced by Duane Lundy (Jim James, Ben Sollee, These United States), and is set for release January 15, 2013.

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released January 15, 2013

Produced by Duane Lundy & Aly Tadros. Mastered by S. Husky Huskolds.

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Take the cool intimacy of Norah Jones, the guttural growl of Fiona Apple, and unorthodox guitar work of Ani Difranco – and you’ve got Aly Tadros. The Half-Egyptian/Half-Texan songstress has performed over 700 shows worldwide since her 2009 debut.

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