Sixteen Ounce World

by Green Line Operator

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Sixteen Ounce World is the debut album from Green Line Operator, a Phoenix-based indie/alternative trio that likes tacos and old video games.

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released January 12, 2013

We were a duo in the studio
Desert Muserelli - Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Mandolin, Piano
Tim Hoag - Drums

Additional support:
Clinton Switzer - Backing Vocals

Recording Info:
Recorded by jalipaz at audioconfusion in Mesa, AZ
Mastered by Carl Saff at Carl Saff Mastering in Chicago, IL
Album artwork and design by Steve Patton
Produced by Desert Muserelli, Tim Hoag and Andrew Goody

All songs written by Desert Muserelli
2013 - Copyright Green Line Operator. All rights reserved.

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Track Name: 4,3,2,1
4,3,2,1
Moving forward
Is three words to you
And maybe one day
I’ll say I love you

Every holiday is time I spend away from you
And home is just a concrete structure when you’re not there too
Plastic cups aren’t deep enough to drown the music out
The sad, sad song of realizing who I am without

Moving forward
Is three words to you
And maybe one day
I’ll say I love you

Orange juice and a nice warm soup can’t wash this cold away
I hack and cough but can’t get out the words I want to say
Sleeping in my self esteem, a cozy little place
I think tonight I’ll ask if you might meet me face to face

Moving forward
Is three words to you
And maybe one day
I’ll say I love you

Moving forward
Is three words to you
And maybe today
I’ll say I love you
Track Name: Stitches
Stitches
Under and over and under and over and under and over you
I am sowing my goodbye
Under and over and under and over and under and over you
I am sowing my goodbye

Dealing with the stitches is better than just bitching about it all
And please doc, no painkillers. I’d like to feel the faint chill in my spine
Oh what lovely providence, more injuries, more money spent, good God
The bleeding, it’s just getting worse and I am convinced that my nurse is blind

Under and over and under and over and under and over you
I am sowing my goodbye
Under and over and under and over and under and over you
I am sowing my goodbye

I’m feeling the most unpleasant draft, this gown I’m wearing presents my ass to all
But I’m am so very glad to be here, just hang on tight and give it a tear and we’re through
Give me a needle and give me a thread, a room with a view, an adjustable bed and I’m good
They say that very soon I’ll be healed, they’re giving me a chair and it has some wheels and they’ll roll.

And they’ll roll…and they’ll roll… and they’ll roll… and they’ll roll

Under and over and under and over and under and over
And under and over and under and over and under and over
And under and over and under and over and under and over
And under and over and under and over and under and over

And back… to… you
Track Name: Not Afraid
Not Afraid
I was a bit reluctant to say anything more
To say what I should’ve said before
I am done holding my tongue and I am not afraid anymore
No, I am not afraid anymore

Tonight, tonight I am ready to end this fight
I don’t really know what I’m fighting for
But I’m ready to close this door
Tonight, tonight I am ready to end this fight
I don’t really know what I’m fighting for
But I’m ready to close this door tonight

The seasons reasoning never quite hit home
When you and I were alone
I was scared and unprepared, but I’m not afraid anymore
No, I am not afraid anymore

Tonight, tonight I am ready to end this fight
I don’t really know what I’m fighting for
But I’m ready to close this door
Tonight, tonight I am ready to end this fight
I don’t really know what I’m fighting for
But I’m ready to close this door
Tonight, tonight, tonight
I am not, afraid. No, I am not afraid.
No, I am not afraid anymore.
Track Name: Gasoline
Gasoline
I go to bed, not because I’m tired
I go to bed because it’s time to sleep
And when I die I hope it’s not the same way
There’s so much of this world I haven’t seen

Gasoline, get me going. Gasoline, get me gone
Gasoline, get me going. Everything is wrong

Gasoline, get me going. Gasoline, get me gone
Gasoline, get me going. Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong. Everything is wrong

I know the world is cruel, jaded and dirty
It makes it really hard to stay clean
I wish you all the best, but you’re fucking idiots
I’m hoping you won’t miss me if I’m mean

Gasoline, get me going. Gasoline, get me gone
Gasoline, get me going. Everything is wrong

Gasoline, get me going. Gasoline, get me gone
Gasoline, get me going. Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong. Everything is wrong

I go to bed, not because I’m tired
I go to bed because it’s time to sleep
And when I die I hope it’s not the same way
There’s so much of this world I haven’t seen
Track Name: Grand
Grand

You moved on the minute that you met me and I never let you go
You moved on the minute that you met me, oh I should have let you go

We could have built a future. Oh, wouldn’t that have been grand
Instead we built a castle and watched it wash back into the sand

You moved on the minute that you met me and I never let you go
You moved on the minute that you met me, oh I should have let you go
Track Name: Concussion
I could use a concussion. I don’t want to think anymore.
I could use a concussion. Someone please slam my head in the door.
I could use a concussion. I don’t want to think anymore.
I could use a concussion. I think I’ll just slam my head on the floor.

It all gets so complicated. She fucked him and he fucked them
And I get so very inundated. The bullshit flow is so incessant.
Were we dating? I’m not quite sure. How can we end if we never begin?
Maybe we’re not all that mature. Hey, when we’re 40, let’s try this again.

I could use a concussion. I don’t want to think anymore.
I could use a concussion. Someone please slam my head in the door.
I could use a concussion. I don’t want to think anymore.
I could use a concussion. I think I’ll just slam my head on the floor.

I’m so sorry little brain. I know you’re tired of whores and liars
I flushed my patience down the drain. I’m tired of fighting these social fires
I could use an ice cold beer, maybe a steak or just a little break
But all I get is your glass of tears with a side of cold shoulder and a fat headache

I could use a concussion. I don’t want to think anymore.
I could use a concussion. Someone please slam my head in the door.
I could use a concussion. I don’t want to think anymore.
I could use a concussion. I think I’ll just slam my head on the floor.
Track Name: Drinking Water
Drinking Water

Drinking water ‘cause if I don’t, I will die
Arguing with you because I like to be right
Drinking water ‘cause if I don’t, I will die
Being brave ‘cause I’d like a better life.

The one I’ve got is all worn away. All full of listlessness and disarray.

Drinking water ‘cause if I don’t, I will die
Waking up to unwanted sunlight
Drinking water ‘cause if I don’t, I will die
If I could hold you, I would hold you tight.

Some things I never wanted to have to say. Some days I never wanted to go away.
Track Name: The Spirits and the Spirits
The Spirits and the Spirits

Watching the decay of the atmosphere around me
Smoke and liquor stains, incredibly they’ve somehow found me
We are not alone, no in fact they walk and talk about us
Perceived to be unknown, the shackled souls of greed and mistrust
Floating in our rooms, above our eyes, above our beds
These places are their tombs, these places where our years are shed
The spirits in your glass and the spirits in these weathered walls
They twist and twine at last, the barrier, it falls and falls on down.

The spirits and the spirits spin tonight
The spirits and the spirits spinning round and round my eyes
The spirits and the spirits spin tonight
The spirits and the spirits spinning round and round my eyes

The bottles in our grip, siphoning these stories on out
Though our tongues will slip, the ghostly chains will hold us throughout
All our lonely days. They haunt us not for hapless horrors
Just a simple way to kill the catastrophic chorus
Singing in our ears songs of hell and your own sojourn
But there’s no need to fear, for no noosed man complains of rope burn
Just a chest of chains, that we must speak to break the locks on
The smoke and liquor fades. The barrier, it falls and falls on down.

The spirits and the spirits spin tonight
The spirits and the spirits spinning round and round my eyes
The spirits and the spirits spin tonight
The spirits and the spirits spinning round and round my eyes
Track Name: Concentration
Concentration

I’ve got concentration like you wouldn’t believe
But it shatters like a bad bullfighter when I’m facing things like these
I keep all my sorrow in an old mason jar
It weighs a ton and I’d like it gone but I can’t throw it very far

Speak a little louder, I would like to hear what you have to say
Reach in just a little further, I’m not far away

I’ve got veins that bring used blood back into my heart
I need veins for used up courage so I can finish the things that I start
I’ve got skin like lightning and the world’s a lightning rod
Don’t get to close to me, I might strike you as odd

Speak a little louder, I would like to hear what you have to say
Reach in just a little further, I’m not far away
Track Name: Picking Up the Pieces
Picking Up the Pieces

Bitter and broken, fed up and focused
I need a big gust of wind to come blow me away
The sorry score that I cannot ignore
You are a shadow on every word I say

Picking up the pieces, I am moving on
I have been waiting for far too long
You are not worth me and I am not worth you
I’ve finally convinced myself that that is the truth

Cold and sincere, full of want and fear
With a thousand circles in my head I am done thinking things through
I’m ready for stitches, just a couple inches
I’ve got better things to do

Picking up the pieces, I am moving on
I have been waiting for far too long
You are not worth me and I am not worth you
I’ve finally convinced myself that that is the truth
Track Name: Concrete
Concrete

This city, it covers the earth which we walk
And it sets our selves in concrete
It covers our eyes, our lips and our minds
Like mother tucks us into our sheets

But sleep is for the weary, I am not about to fall
Into your carbon copy dreams
And the sunset on Sunday brings a sigh to my eyes
As the wind brings an age so serene

Mistakes go viral and hit the wires, the pictures we’ve seen
And this girl is buried in the wreck
But the wires that have put her there, she’s using once again
Pulling herself out by her neck

And the concrete quiets all of this, the sweet achieved indifference
It sets us into the earthen stone
Well the water is drying, quick, dive in. Just know that concrete makes no friends
When you are there, you will be all alone

And the saddest part of all of this is that it would’ve made no difference
In a society so flooded with these things
The past is pulled out from our fists and time is key in all of this
We can’t change what it gave but what it brings

And all the things that we still have, the air inside our lungs
We can dig until we sprout into the trees
And concrete can hold a thought, a whim a Sunday wind
But it cracks under the will of memories

And past is for the backwards man, the practices of waste
He is swinging for the wheat already reaped
And as we walk along the Earth, we talk of escape
But first, we must change the way we sleep
Track Name: Waltz
Waltz

The moon in the sky, I could grab it and shine its light right on you
And all of the things that you said would come beaming through
This waltz of conversation, twisting about this home
I don’t care to dance but if that is your stance then I’ll dance ‘til the morning has come

All of the walls around us, hiding the strangers inside
And all of the cars that we’re driving drive us into their lives
The morning comes dear and serene while the night was so overdrawn
And the choices you make come about when you wake and the headache blanks out the dawn

All the things that you have and all the things that you own
Couldn’t match up to the people that you welcome into your home
All of the things taught in schools and all the signs on the road
Couldn’t match up to the lessons that you’ve learned on your own

Out of your lungs comes water. I should’ve known that that’s not right.
But it’s hard to walk away when you’re smile, it shines so bright
And the courage that I once had is now just a cascade
You’re a person I met and a dreamer I bet, but a monster that I made

And your home, your trash, your castle. Your rolled up dollar bills.
To you it’s just a cocoon. I see a coffin already filled.
The locks on your door for protection. The tongue in your mouth for deceit.
I’ll walk out the door and see you no more except in the people I meet.

All the things that you have and all the things that you own
Couldn’t match up to the people that you welcome into your home
All of the things taught in schools and all the signs on the road
Couldn’t match up to the lessons that you’ve learned on your own
Track Name: 20 Years
20 Years

Steal me out from under these covers
And steal me out from under this rain cloud
88 keys and not a door to be seen
Am I steering or just staring out the window?

Tonight seems as good a night as ever
To throw everything I own into the trash
And live on the street in squalor and defeat
With nothing to say or to ask

In 20 years all you’ve done is wait for something more to come
In 20 more, you’ll just do the same. Will you ever be someone?
In 20 years all you’ve done is wait for something more to come
In 20 more, you’ll just do the same. Will you ever be someone?

I’ve been wishing for thunder
But all I get is the quiet sunrise
With skin and bones all paper and plastic
I’ve got matches and I’ve got alcohol

The steady hands of time spin round
Sucking you right into the floor
You can make a hundred (w)holes empty or full
But what will they say when you fill the ground?

In 20 years all you’ve done is wait for something more to come
In 20 more, you’ll just do the same. Will you ever be someone?
In 20 years all you’ve done is wait for something more to come
In 20 more, you’ll just do the same. Will you ever be someone?