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Disappointed

by Jicky

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1.
Short Shortz 00:47
He's tired He's not entirely admired. She's apart, Trapped in jarring situations. Too quick, It won't stick. Up and down they look at each other, Wondering what was running through their heads. I'm in my short shorts and my tambourine, Mama, won't you look at me? I'm in my short shorts and my tambourine, Mama, won't you look at me? All I ever wanted was attention, I had the very worst intentions.
2.
Bruce Jenner 02:31
Call me Bruce Jenner, I've got my leave-in-conditioner. Swimming like I'm a winner, Attention, I'm a good listener. Why the need for pedagogy? I don't want your disease, Another press release. I reject the degree, At which you're stressing me, at which you're stressing me. Stressing me, Stressing me, Stressing me. Call me Bruce Jenner, I've got my leave-in-conditioner. Swimming like I'm a winner, Attention, I'm a good listener. Why the need for pedagogy? I don't want your disease, Another press release. I reject the degree, At which you're stressing me, at which you're stressing me. Stressing me, Stressing me, Stressing me. Please call me Caitlyn, Car crash a couple of changes. You know she voted for Reagan? Howe was a nice lady, supposed to have lived. Why the need for pedagogy? I don't want your disease, Another press release. I reject the degree, At which you're stressing me, at which you're stressing me.
3.
Stood-Up 02:02
A night like any other, Roommate isn't home. Been playing FIFA by myself, But my boredom's only grown. I took my pants off, And lit some scented candles. Told her to hit me up, Responded she wasn't that kind of girl. Some say the grass is greener, To taste forbidden fruit. Blue-balls and a weiner, What's a Dachshund dude supposed to do? I typed the website in the bar, My Wi-Fi isn't up to par. Freaky stuff, I'll take a look, When I shared it all on Facebook. I'm trying to get weird; A little-bit freaky. Then she said, She didn't want to see me. I'm more of a friend, And less of a hook-up. I put on my pants, 'Cause I got stood-up
4.
Cloudy 03:39
So darn sweaty, I'm entrenched in disbelief. Pseudo grief, Trapped by my pseudo grief. And silver lining, Tinged with withered emerald leaves. My brain's a sieve, My brain deceives. Cut me open, Sew my symptoms to a tree. Come with me, Come with me. And open caskets, Spiders creep around our attic, Listening: Everybody's telling me different things, I don't know what I should believe. I'll just keep my foot in my mouth, And my head in the clouds, I'm leaving this town, tonight. No rest 'til tomorrow, Another day has passed me by. Still, No goodbye. So damn antsy, To starve, and sweat, and stink, Instead, I'll think. Instead, I'll think. Construct your castles, And let the daisies build theirs, too. Painful. Everybody's telling me different things, I don't know what I should believe. I'll just keep my foot in my mouth, And my head in the clouds, I'm leaving this town, tonight. Rough 'round the edges, The pattern doesn't fit. I'll take the hit, I'll take the hit. Forget myself when, I sacrifice myself. Between my covers, My dreams are scarce. Seldom peaceful, Shadows twist my stomach, feeble. Keeping me. Everybody's telling me different things, I don't know what I should believe. I'll just keep my foot in my mouth, And my head in the clouds, I'm leaving this town, tonight.
5.
Disappointed 02:12
Jesus Christ, my social life; Idolized then crucified. Too transitory to describe, Prefer flux to being dry. Last night was a mystery, Guess it means it's meaning less to me. Keep your coffee, cigs, and misery. I got fired by my sponsor, We're cool though, now he's at my concert. He steps to the groove, But I'm no conversation seeking self-helper. It's like wanting to be there, Yet feeling so detached. Their conversation, A personal attack. This cyclical joke is cruel, It's best this triangle's left disused. A mother's hand, A father's time. I got fired by my sponsor, We're cool though, now he's at my concert. He steps to the groove, But I'm no conversation seeking self-helper. Disappointed in you, (IN YOU) Contrived, you tried. Disappointed in you, (IN YOU) Woke up the next day already left behind. I got fired by my sponsor, We're cool though, now he's at my concert. He steps to the groove, But I'm no conversation seeking self-helper. Disappointed in you, (IN YOU) Contrived, you tried. Disappointed in you, (IN YOU) Woke up the next day already left behind. Cool.
6.
Art Deco 02:17
My world is falling apart, But that's okay. And the very best part, Is there's nothing more to say. My world is falling apart, But that's okay. And the very best part, There's nothing more to-- Nothing more to-- Moved down south into a farmhouse, Memories sway, In the sunset breeze. Turquoise blues, Tangerine hues. Cicada songs into the evening. Packed my things into a U-Haul. Quit my job, And deleted your number. I'm moving fast, I'll put you in your place in the past. When I'm gone and you realize it you'll gasp. My world is falling apart, But that's okay. And the very best part, There's nothing more to-- Nothing more to-- Diana, Diana, Come down to the ground surrounding me. Diana, Diana, The frown-crown you've claimed yourself queen-regent of. Diana, Diana, Come down to the ground surrounding me. Diana, Diana, The frown-crown you've claimed yourself queen-regent of. My world is falling apart, But that's okay. And the very best part, There's nothing more to--
7.
RBRT 02:30
The company you keep, Reeks pungent like the anger you steep. I find it harder and harder to sleep, Next to one who makes me think: "I'd be better off if I leave." Robert, oh baby, baby, When will you be back home? Tell us of all the places, You took on on your own. You say I'm not your family, And tease when I mean to clutch, sometimes it's painful to stay in touch. Robert, oh baby, baby, When will you be back home? Tell us of all the places, You took on on your own. You say I'm not your family, And tease when I mean to clutch, sometimes it's painful to stay in touch. Robert, oh baby, baby, When will you be back home? Tell us of all the places, You took on on your own. You say I'm not your family, And tease when I mean to clutch, sometimes it's painful to stay in touch. FUCK Robert, oh baby, baby, When will you be back home?

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released June 10, 2016

We'd like to personally thank our family, friends and teammates that helped shape a weekend trip to Houston into the album you are listening to now.

This is the first, but far from the last.

- Jicky



Written by Jack Haley, Charles Anderson, Zane Rusk and Ransom Hefley

Jack Haley- Guitar
Ransom Hefley- Guitar
Charles Anderson- Bass
Zane Rusk- Drums

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Stephen Finley at Digital Warehaus

Album artwork designed by Isabel Browne

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