Hey, Mama, would you pay my rent?
Would you let me crash in your basement?
'Cause anyone of us could make it big or could end up dead on the pavement
And if I was to die
If the plane went down and you survived
You ever wondered what your parents meant when they told you grandma's in heaven
'Cause I don't feel it like I did back then in a black sedan of depression
And everyone's alright, I could not afford to see the light
I don't know what's wrong with me, I killed the mood so naturally
The guests begin to make me feel alone
Same old song
We sing the same old song
We sing the same old, same sad song
In the braille where the top is black like a starving mouth for the answer
You said the boulevard was not that bad and they jacked our van with the instruments
In the broad daylight, they popped the trunk and left the keys behind
The cops pretend to care
I'll never see my mom's guitar again
I don't know what's wrong with me, I killed the mood so naturally
The guests begin to make me feel alone
The party has been done for hours
I'm laying on bathroom tile spilling all my guts below the throne
Same old song
We sing the same old song
We sing the same old, same sad song
Same old song
We sing the same old song
We sing the same old, same sad song
The Lumineers - Automatic Album Lyrics
The Lumineers - Automatic Lyrics
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Asshole
And I know what you said to me was wrong
But kindness came and bit my tongue
I must admit, the taste of it is keeping me awake
You did your best to throw me off the scent
Betrayed yourself on accident
I saw it when you lit the filter of your cigarette
And the smoke, it filled your lungs
You left before the sun
First we ever met
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct
But I can see your shadow
And all the twenty something mannequins
Their hearts are barely broken in
But maybe now I'm just a coward envying the brave
And every time you tried to let me in
Your nails, they barely broke the skin
I must admit, the taste of it is keeping me awake
And we passed out on the rug
And you left before the sun
First we ever met
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct
But I can see your shadow
Only for the night
Only for the weekend
Pour another wine
Take me to your deep end
First we ever met (silence, oh, the sinner lost his way)
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct (living for the love of yesterday)
But I can see your shadow ('cause all alone and all the days)
Only for the night (you're giving up, you hid away)
Only for the weekend
Pour another wine (living for the love of yesterday)
Take me to your deep end
First we ever met
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct
But I still feel your shadow
But kindness came and bit my tongue
I must admit, the taste of it is keeping me awake
You did your best to throw me off the scent
Betrayed yourself on accident
I saw it when you lit the filter of your cigarette
And the smoke, it filled your lungs
You left before the sun
First we ever met
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct
But I can see your shadow
And all the twenty something mannequins
Their hearts are barely broken in
But maybe now I'm just a coward envying the brave
And every time you tried to let me in
Your nails, they barely broke the skin
I must admit, the taste of it is keeping me awake
And we passed out on the rug
And you left before the sun
First we ever met
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct
But I can see your shadow
Only for the night
Only for the weekend
Pour another wine
Take me to your deep end
First we ever met (silence, oh, the sinner lost his way)
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct (living for the love of yesterday)
But I can see your shadow ('cause all alone and all the days)
Only for the night (you're giving up, you hid away)
Only for the weekend
Pour another wine (living for the love of yesterday)
Take me to your deep end
First we ever met
You thought I was an asshole
Probably correct
But I still feel your shadow
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Automatic
Shooting stars
Driving your electric cars
Eating at the salad bars
Prayin' for the rain
With a broken heart
Studying the patient's chart
Ordering the caviar
Givin' it a name
Oh, lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Take your victory lap
Running on an empty track
The circle always brings you back
Keep it in the lane
And the nursery rhymes
You learned when you were only five
They're darker than the dead of night
We sing 'em just the same
Oh, lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Oh, lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Automatic
We're automatic
Automatic
Driving your electric cars
Eating at the salad bars
Prayin' for the rain
With a broken heart
Studying the patient's chart
Ordering the caviar
Givin' it a name
Oh, lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Take your victory lap
Running on an empty track
The circle always brings you back
Keep it in the lane
And the nursery rhymes
You learned when you were only five
They're darker than the dead of night
We sing 'em just the same
Oh, lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Oh, lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Oh, my lover, is it ever gonna be enough?
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Automatic
It's automatic
Automatic
Automatic
We're automatic
Automatic
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
You're All I Got
Count the blows you took it like a champ
All the years we walked it hand in hand
Siamese it's hard to breathe in
Twenty years and no one gives a damn
Let the light come down on me
Let the light come down on me
Feeling bored and running from the shame
Living for the love of yesterday
Lawyer fees, stretch limousines
Pull the cord and flush it down the drain
Let the light come down on me
Let the light come down on me
You're all I got, you're all that I got
Business trips your daddy's gone away
Will he ever make it back to base
Frozen handshake, rip the Band-Aid
Blame yourself for what you didn't say
Let the light come down on me
Let the light come down on me
You're all I got, you're all that I got
And I can't give it up
Fillin' all the holes in us
You're all that I got
You're all I got, you're all that I got
And I can't give it up like Sisyphus below the rock
You're all that I got
All the years we walked it hand in hand
Siamese it's hard to breathe in
Twenty years and no one gives a damn
Let the light come down on me
Let the light come down on me
Feeling bored and running from the shame
Living for the love of yesterday
Lawyer fees, stretch limousines
Pull the cord and flush it down the drain
Let the light come down on me
Let the light come down on me
You're all I got, you're all that I got
Business trips your daddy's gone away
Will he ever make it back to base
Frozen handshake, rip the Band-Aid
Blame yourself for what you didn't say
Let the light come down on me
Let the light come down on me
You're all I got, you're all that I got
And I can't give it up
Fillin' all the holes in us
You're all that I got
You're all I got, you're all that I got
And I can't give it up like Sisyphus below the rock
You're all that I got
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Plasticine
Plasticine, I can bend me into anything you need
Self-assured with a team of writers feeding you the words
Welcome to this party
Welcome to this party
You and I both had our high hopes
Radio is active, your success is so attractive to us
Everyone said, "Carry on, kid"
Hiding all your pain behind the fog inside your brain and now
Mixing up all our friends and enemies
Wasting all of your precious energy
Plasticine, I can bend me into anything you need
Self-assured with the teleprompters feeding you the words
Welcome to this party
Welcome to this party
(But nobody forgot)
(Maybe it just means that we should remember that we forgot them or something)
(Right)
(What does this song mean?)
(My whole life, I don't know what this song means)
Everyone in a world so full of
Sold you on the pictures
Are you sure you wanna live forever?
Everyone in a world so full of
Silent conversations
Can you promise not to fake it for us?
Mixing up all our friends and enemies
Dress it up in a precious melody
Plasticine, I can bend me into anything you need
Self-assured with a team of writers just behind the door
Welcome to this party
Welcome to this party
Self-assured with a team of writers feeding you the words
Welcome to this party
Welcome to this party
You and I both had our high hopes
Radio is active, your success is so attractive to us
Everyone said, "Carry on, kid"
Hiding all your pain behind the fog inside your brain and now
Mixing up all our friends and enemies
Wasting all of your precious energy
Plasticine, I can bend me into anything you need
Self-assured with the teleprompters feeding you the words
Welcome to this party
Welcome to this party
(But nobody forgot)
(Maybe it just means that we should remember that we forgot them or something)
(Right)
(What does this song mean?)
(My whole life, I don't know what this song means)
Everyone in a world so full of
Sold you on the pictures
Are you sure you wanna live forever?
Everyone in a world so full of
Silent conversations
Can you promise not to fake it for us?
Mixing up all our friends and enemies
Dress it up in a precious melody
Plasticine, I can bend me into anything you need
Self-assured with a team of writers just behind the door
Welcome to this party
Welcome to this party
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ativan
(One, two, three, four)
Believe you're running
Believe it's true
I need your money
For all I do
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, your sweet Ativan
I see your madness
I see your blues
I need an address
I don't need proof
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, your sweet Ativan
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, then nobody can
I hear your story
And how you lose
I need the glory
For all I do for you, oh
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, your sweet Ativan
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can
I'll be on the bullet train to Neverland
Your enemy with benefits, we're free
I'll provide the poison and the medicine
The only thing you're ever gonna need
On the roof, our hands above our head again (if I can't make you happy)
We buried all the evidence so deep (your sweet Ativan)
I'll be on the bullet train to Neverland (if I can't make you happy)
Your enemy with benefits, indeed (your sweet Ativan)
Believe you're running
Believe it's true
I need your money
For all I do
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, your sweet Ativan
I see your madness
I see your blues
I need an address
I don't need proof
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, your sweet Ativan
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, then nobody can
I hear your story
And how you lose
I need the glory
For all I do for you, oh
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can, your sweet Ativan
If I can't make you happy, then nobody can
Then nobody can
I'll be on the bullet train to Neverland
Your enemy with benefits, we're free
I'll provide the poison and the medicine
The only thing you're ever gonna need
On the roof, our hands above our head again (if I can't make you happy)
We buried all the evidence so deep (your sweet Ativan)
I'll be on the bullet train to Neverland (if I can't make you happy)
Your enemy with benefits, indeed (your sweet Ativan)
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Keys on the Table
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Would you sell me out
At the first chance you get?
You're all I got
You're all I got
And if you've lost the faith, boy
Leave your keys up on the table
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Scared you had a bad heart
And you're sleeping in the carpark
Everybody knows you're all I got
Ooh
And honestly
I feel ashamed to breathe
I can't believe we lost to the machine
You're all I got
You're all I got
And if you've lost the faith, boy
Leave your keys up on the table
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Scared you had a bad heart
And you're sleeping in the carpark
Everybody knows you're all I got
You're all I got
Would you sell me out
At the first chance you get?
You're all I got
You're all I got
Maybe they were right, kid
You were always just a stand-in
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Scared you had a bad heart
And you're sleeping in the carpark
Everybody knows you're all I got
And if you've lost the faith, boy
Leave your keys up on the table
Everybody knows
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Would you sell me out
At the first chance you get?
You're all I got
You're all I got
And if you've lost the faith, boy
Leave your keys up on the table
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Scared you had a bad heart
And you're sleeping in the carpark
Everybody knows you're all I got
Ooh
And honestly
I feel ashamed to breathe
I can't believe we lost to the machine
You're all I got
You're all I got
And if you've lost the faith, boy
Leave your keys up on the table
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Scared you had a bad heart
And you're sleeping in the carpark
Everybody knows you're all I got
You're all I got
Would you sell me out
At the first chance you get?
You're all I got
You're all I got
Maybe they were right, kid
You were always just a stand-in
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Scared you had a bad heart
And you're sleeping in the carpark
Everybody knows you're all I got
And if you've lost the faith, boy
Leave your keys up on the table
Everybody knows
Ooh
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Better Day
Say something, I'm sorry, please
Can't we scroll back and delete?
Fight dirty, lie, steal, and cheat
Say something, I'm sorry, please
Dreaming of a better day
Watching porn and real estate
Gold and glory got away
Dreaming of a better day
Teenagers lead the crusades
Senators, insider trades
Blue lights keep red eyes awake
Teenagers lead the parade
Dreaming of a better day
Rubber bullets, pepper spray
Cardboard boxes on the way
Dreaming of a better day
Say something, I'm sorry, please
Can't we scroll back and delete?
Can't we scroll back and delete?
Fight dirty, lie, steal, and cheat
Say something, I'm sorry, please
Dreaming of a better day
Watching porn and real estate
Gold and glory got away
Dreaming of a better day
Teenagers lead the crusades
Senators, insider trades
Blue lights keep red eyes awake
Teenagers lead the parade
Dreaming of a better day
Rubber bullets, pepper spray
Cardboard boxes on the way
Dreaming of a better day
Say something, I'm sorry, please
Can't we scroll back and delete?
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
So Long
Find yourself a lover
Give it to another like I did
Don't know 'til you try it
Break it so you buy it like I did
And if you wanted something better
Why'd you never bother to find it?
Sit in isolation all the time
I'll be on the ocean in your eyes
Tell it on the mountain, he's arrived
Everybody's famous for a while
So long
So long
Flies are on the food
Sleeping with your shoes on the sofa
Blinds down in the day
Won't somebody break up my coma?
And if you ever felt the presence
Would you ever let it control you?
Sit in isolation all the time
I'll be on the ocean in your eyes
Tell it on the mountain, he's arrived
Everybody's famous for a while
So long
For so long
Prescribe me your elixir
Needed just a bit more to save me
Songs up in the attic
The moths are eating blankets for babies
And if you lost your way to heaven
Buy another ladder from Jacob
Needed it to matter
I don't care if your family hates it
Sit in isolation all the time
I'll be on the ocean in your eyes
Tell it on the mountain, he's arrived
Maybe we'll be famous when we die
So long
So long
So long
So long
Give it to another like I did
Don't know 'til you try it
Break it so you buy it like I did
And if you wanted something better
Why'd you never bother to find it?
Sit in isolation all the time
I'll be on the ocean in your eyes
Tell it on the mountain, he's arrived
Everybody's famous for a while
So long
So long
Flies are on the food
Sleeping with your shoes on the sofa
Blinds down in the day
Won't somebody break up my coma?
And if you ever felt the presence
Would you ever let it control you?
Sit in isolation all the time
I'll be on the ocean in your eyes
Tell it on the mountain, he's arrived
Everybody's famous for a while
So long
For so long
Prescribe me your elixir
Needed just a bit more to save me
Songs up in the attic
The moths are eating blankets for babies
And if you lost your way to heaven
Buy another ladder from Jacob
Needed it to matter
I don't care if your family hates it
Sit in isolation all the time
I'll be on the ocean in your eyes
Tell it on the mountain, he's arrived
Maybe we'll be famous when we die
So long
So long
So long
So long
Writer: Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Automatic is the fifth studio album by American indie folk band the Lumineers. It was released on February 14, 2025, through Dualtone Records. The album was produced by David Baron, who produced the Lumineers' previous studio album, Brightside (2022).
In a press release, band member Wesley Schultz revealed that the album was recorded at the Utopia studios in Woodstock, New York "in less than a month", and further elaborated that the album will "[explore] some of the absurdities of the modern world, like the increasingly blurry line between what's real and what's not, and the variety of ways we numb ourselves while trying to combat both boredom and overstimulation."
A day prior to the album's announcement, the Lumineers posted multiple images on social media that contain what fans speculated to be lyrics from the then-unannounced album over television test cards.
-Wikipedia
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The LumineersIn a press release, band member Wesley Schultz revealed that the album was recorded at the Utopia studios in Woodstock, New York "in less than a month", and further elaborated that the album will "[explore] some of the absurdities of the modern world, like the increasingly blurry line between what's real and what's not, and the variety of ways we numb ourselves while trying to combat both boredom and overstimulation."
A day prior to the album's announcement, the Lumineers posted multiple images on social media that contain what fans speculated to be lyrics from the then-unannounced album over television test cards.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): Alternative, Alternative Rock, indie folk
Producer(s): David Baron, Simone Felice, The Lumineers
Length: 32:34
Released: February 14th, 2025
Year: 2025