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1. |
Undecided
04:00
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I'm at one with me
or I'm divided
I know now what I want
I'm undecided
Fire doesn't burn me
or maybe I don't feel
Life is but a dream
or maybe I'm not real
Light has lost its brightness
or maybe I can't see
Lately I've not been myself
of maybe I'm not me, yea
I'm at one with me
or I'm divided
I know now what I want
I'm undecided
Lives are getting shorter
or maybe mine is long
People are mistaken
or maybe I'm just wrong
No one hears me screaming
or maybe I'm just mute
People can't stand my beauty
or maybe I'm not cute, yea
I'm at one with me
or I'm divided
I know now what I want
I'm undecided
Hell yea
I'm at one with me
or I'm divided
I know now what I want
I'm undecided go
I'm at one with me
or I'm divided
I know now what I want
I'm undecided
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2. |
Bend
03:04
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We're constantly searching for something real
Nobody knows how we feel
What do we do when our minds are diseased
We are constantly searching for a release
Constantly searching
Constantly searching
We are constantly searching
to no avail
Constantly watching for the right time
To take advantage and to show our signs
We're constantly searching for something real
We are constantly searching for a release
Constantly searching
Constantly searching
We are constantly searching
to no avail
Bend, Bend, Bend
Bend over and take it like a man
Constantly searching
Constantly searching
We are constantly searching
to no avail
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3. |
Quicksand
06:29
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This is the last
Place I'd look for you
I'd like to see you
maybe somewhere else
'Cause I can't reach you
I can't touch you
Maybe I should
just let you go
Something inside me grows
into a false positive
Something inside me knows
Thet we should split apart
What were the last
words I said to you
Do you remember
Help me remember
'Cause I can't reach you
I can't touch you
Maybe I should
just let you go
Let you go
Let you go
Running through quicksand
Let you go
Let you go
Running through quicksand
(Drum solo)
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4. |
Seven Fifteen
05:20
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I'm suffering in my sorrow
Nothing I say can help me act that way
No sympathy will come to me
But I don't care
Only I know what I need
Well I've have lost the game of life
You cut my heart out with your knife
and now I see my evil side and I don't mind
You just needed a helping hand
I planted myself in the sand
'Cause now I know I'm in demand
And I don't care - don't care
I'm suffering,in my sorrow
No sympathy, Leave me alone
Some say the truth could set me free
But it keeps on hurting me
and so I lie so suddenly
and I don't mind
'Cause I have lost the game of life
You cut my heart out with your knife
I wonder if you did it right
Well I don't know - Don't know
I'm suffering in my sorrow
No sympathy, Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Did you ever lie
to keep yourself alive
I've seen my evil side
I know you have to hide
"Cause I am hard that way
Did you think I'd prey
Did you ever lie
And I heard you
but I did not listen
And I heard you
but I did not listen
I know I hurt you
'Cause I did not listen
Did I hurt you
'cause I did not listen
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5. |
Smiley Face Mask
04:01
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Uh-oh I'm down again
but I can pretend
that there is nothing bothering me
through my emotional bend
Lately I've tried to cry
but my wells run dry
and so I put on this smiley face
behind this mask I can hide
A perfect circle, a perfect smile
I hear that yellow is back in style
Nobody sees tears on the other side
Behind this mask, I can hide
Oh no I found again
that I can pretend
to be the happiest face on earth
To be not who I am
But don't look into my eyes
You'll see right through my diguise
And so I'll keep on this smiley face
until the day I die. I DIE!
A perfect circle, a perfect smile
I hear that yellow is back in style
Nobody sees tears on the other side
Behind this mask, I can hide
Although I don't want to breath
I pick at scars that bind me
BIND THIS!
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6. |
Vagina Joke
00:43
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7. |
Open Sore
03:48
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Sometimes I'm moody
Sometimes I sick
If you all would leave me alone
I'd stop being a prick
Sometimes I'm hateful
Sometimes I scared
And yet sometimes I'm so lonely
I can't get anywhere
But everything we are
Is something we could be
Fakers won't go far
We'll rise above you
Sometimes I'm wicked
Sometimes I'm bored
and if I only had a gun
You know I'd fix the world
But everything we are
Is something we could be
Fakers won't go far
We'll rise above the
Ones who blame society
for things that affect nobody
Get yourself an open sore
and let them scratch some more
Sometimes I'm moody
Sometimes I sick
If you all would leave me alone
I'd stop being a prick
And everything we are
Is something we could be
Fakers won't go far
We'll rise above the...
Ones who blame society
for things that affect nobody
Get yourself an open sore
and let them scratch some more, and more, and more
Scratch my open sore
Scratch my open sore
Scratch my open sore
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8. |
One Gold Screw
03:26
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9. |
Whisper
08:24
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Tukker Altoona, Pennsylvania
Tukker was a popular unsigned rock group in the central PA area who started in 1994 and went on hiatus in the Spring of
1998. They played in Altoona, PA and surrounding areas. Their most frequented venue was the former YWCA basement in Altoona. Their live performances were hard-hitting and energetic. Fans still remember Tukker fondly to this day. One day, they may reunite.
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