for crying out loud, by varsity drag

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about: “File under no nonsense, luscious, beautifully abrasive, powerful pop with a capital P. 5 out of 5”
—Sean McGhee, Punk/Oi in the UK

“This is pop-punk for grown-ups, an album written and performed by one of the finest craftsmen of the genre...Ben Deily has been one of pop music's best-kept secrets for far too long. Start crying his name out loud.”
--Hot Cuss

“Ben Deily and his troupe have crafted...completely bulletproof tunes perfect for summertime driving, or summertime leaping around in your bedroom like a teenager.”
-- Hecklerspray
credits: released 01 June 2006
ben deily (guitars, piano, vocals)
will anderson (bass, vocals)
ian g. miller (drums, vocals)
greg randall (guitar, vocals)
bob spector (guitar, vocals, tambourine, patience)

produced by bob spector and varsity drag

recorded in a shipping container and at bob's house
mixed by john croslin at tiny telephone

all songs by varsity drag, p. by henry's confession music/ASCAP. all rights reserved, pal.
tags: tags: pop punk powerpop indie post-grunge rock Boston
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Track Name: billy ruane: Billy Ruane (b.deily)

two-hundred-and-fifty ccs
rolling down Mass Avenue:
Citgo sign is flashing down,
tailight's barely hanging on--
you know and i know that it's been way too long--
where are you going, stranger? better hang on tight...

you know the dance is neverending--
you wanna see your friends tonight
that suit might need a cleaning--
but it's alright--

but the place just ain't the same without Billy Ruane
'cause he always knows your name, that Billy Ruane
and it's just a goddamn shame without Billy Ruane...
(and there ain't no one to blame,
but the place just ain't the same...)

dancing around in Kenmore Square,
down on Landsdowne every night--
staggering out of TT's
underneath a thousand stars...

the Channel is gone, and man,
the Rat closed down...
where are you going, billy?
where you riding now?

you know the dance is neverending...
i wanna see your face tonight--
that suit might need a cleaning--
but it's alright--

but the place just ain't the same without Billy Ruane
'cause he always knows your name, that Billy Ruane
and it's just a crying shame without Billy Ruane
(and there ain't no one to blame,
but the place just ain't the same...)

keep it loud, keep it raw...
the best-dressed drunk i ever saw--

(and there ain't no one to blame,
but the place just ain't the same...)

for crying out loud