Fifth Friend

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released April 16, 2017

Leonardo Caltabiano: Vocals, Bass, Harmonica
Bill Presser: Guitar, Vocals
James Thompson: Drums, Percussion, Drones
Isaac Walker: Keyboard
Nathan Holt: Trumpet, Trombone
Jeremy Giddings: Engineer
Andy White: Producer

Recorded at Hothouse Studio, St Kilda, Melbourne,
Mastered by Tony “Jack the Bear” Mantz,
Album Art by Bill Presser and James Thompson
Graphic Art by Shannon Keane
All music and arrangements by Fifth Friend, All Lyrics by Leonardo Caltabiano, except “Everyone Dies in the End”, by Bill Presser and Leonardo Caltabiano. All rights reserved. © 2017.

A Special thanks to those who've put up with us through all this. You know who you are. You're magnificent. Thank you to all who've come to our shows time and time again, you make this worthwhile. An extra Special thanks to all our families, partners and loved ones, and an even more special thank you than that to Mark Salamy, Faith Fuhrer and Gary Fuhrer for their illustrious input. Thank You. You made this possible.

Fifth Friend dedicate this album to the beloved Jimi Presser, he will be in our hearts, and all these songs, eternally. RIP.

Thank You.

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Fifth Friend Melbourne, Australia

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Formed in Melbourne 2010 AD, with a constantly evolving sound, Fifth Friend is a band that nests in your brain.

“This band sounds like your fathers record collection in a blender, on fire, balanced on a chimney.” - The Queen of England

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Track Name: Ain't It Amazing
It's lost,
Somewhere on a miracle,
Like everybody always knew it was,
Like dogs,
Or any other animal,
It screams whilst it sharpens its claws,

Oh my,
Ain't that amazing,
Goodbye,

And watch as they run and run around,
Laughing in the mud and dirt,
Like dogs or any other animal,
It wails,

And if no one cares to tell you,
That your up against the wall,
Who's losing much of anything at all,

Oh my,
Ain't that amazing,
Goodbye,

And its just not real.
Track Name: Cupid
Cupids left this town,
Hes gone of to the hills,
A long way back,

Says hes getting out,
Hes packed his arrows and bows,
Up in a big rucksack,

Cupid wants to know,
If you'll meet him out there,
But he cut up all his long hair,

Cupids Adam's apples swollen,
Whilst rain drips paint on the walls,
And I guess I guess hes very lonely,
And you and I wont share with him no more,

Cupids falling now,
Says he'd try to cry,
But don't know how to start,

Says its not alright,
And flips the bird once more,
As he walks down the hall

Says he knows it now,
And he'd tell you why,
But there just ain't no point

Cupids Adam's apples swollen,
Whilst rain drips paint on the walls,
And I guess I guess hes very lonely,
And you and I wont share with him no more.
Track Name: I'm Tired of Fun
I was put of cigarettes,
You said i look depressed,
And hold my hand,

And when we fell out of bed,
I cracked my head,
You fixed it with a laugh,

And your words still knock me out,
Lost in your sweet sound,
Sweat drip from your brow,

Twirl around my fingertips,
And i could go and die a happy man,
Knowing that I'm in my best
And knowing that regrets wont last,

And your words still knock me out,
Lost in your sweet sound,
Sweat drip from your brow.
Track Name: My Little Girl Wants a Gun
My little girl wants a gun,
Says the whole worlds no fun,
Says shell go out with a bang,
Anyways that's the plan,
It wont take too long,
My little girl wants a gun,

My little girl wants a razor blade,
Says that all the colours fade,
From dull reds to uncomfortable beds,
Lipstick smeared across her face,
My little girl wants a razor blade,

My little girl wants a home in the hills,
Says up there she wont have to pay the bills,
And fills her cupboards up with vitamin pills,
Gets her thrills and spills up on there in the hill,

My little girl sings alone,
Says that its the only way to mourn,
Locks the door and forgets the key,
In the darkness on her knees,
My little girl sings alone,

And all the lovers she ignores,
With their black ties and their claws,
Barely dressed at all,
Hanging around my backdoor,
And i don't receive her love letters any more,
And though the pen is mightier than the sword,
She doesn't seem to heed my words,
And bankers sell her home on low interest loans,
My little girl sings alone,

My little girl wants a gun.
Track Name: I Don't Want Anyone
I don't want anyone who needs me,
But with my face flushed with blood,
I'm forced to come clean,

All the false praise,
And smiles and teachings,
Think ill stumble on to some other scene,

And every time that you run to your mother,
Whats it matter tearing skin off each other,

I've finally looked in my mirror,
It's been cracked since you walked across my back,
In those heels,

But the shattered glass is some what clearer,
When your dripping wet under pressure and teased,

But every time you run to your mother,
Does it matter if we never loved each other,

I pushed, I pulled and I pleaded,
But i don't think i was ever made for show,
And if a golden glass cabinet is what you needed,
Then its solemn soil and a foreign road.
Track Name: Spider Skin
I was looking out of a dogs eye,
And everything was grey,
And I'll sit here watching spiders,
Whilst you blow their webs away,

And well I never needed love,
But while your lips are all cracked and red,
And well I never needed love,
But hey, don't worry, we only just met,

And whose that on your arm,
And whose arm is that anyway?
And the curtains moved with red dots,
Whilst my blood runs hot,
And the spiders run away,

And well i never needed love,
But don't check his collar,
Because nobody kisses like that no more,

I think your skin is on the carpet

And well, I never needed love
Track Name: Spin the Dawn on Gently
Said i feel so bad today,
My darling,
Did you get my letter,

Drawn up from my wooden hands,
The skies red,
And burning with conversation,

I guess we wont see him again,
So wasteful,
But your hair looks perfect,

Well i don't have another place we could go,
I guess that's something that we should know,
These idiot snowflakes and technicolour dreamscapes,
Pushing us out on,
Into the sweepstakes,

He wipes the red from his glass,
And says I,
Don't believe that's love,

Maybe we are just the same,
So playful,
In the dark of early mourning,

Could we just run away,
I've wasted,
So much time being boring,

No more feeling afraid,
It's fated,
That the stars keep unfurling,

But shining is something that stars need to do,
And nothing has ever been clearer than you,
Put out the lamp lights,
And fire up the sound sights,
Let time take itself back on outside,

She wipes the red from her glass,
And says,
Well,
Everybody's got to die,

And i only feel so bad when your not with me,
So let it bleed and spin on gently,
Cross over floors and idiot roars,
Lay on the benches and fireball adventures,
With our hands tied together and dancing forever,
And let it all burn and what could be better?

He throws the glass at the wall,
And says well
I do believe that's love.
Track Name: Eternity
Little raven on my windowsill,
Tell me why I can't sit still,
Its getting dark and I don't feel well,
At all,

Little cloud come and cover me,
In the dark where we shall be,
Running wild,
Popping pink balloons in the dawn,

Someone told me about eternity,
And that just don't seem good enough for me,
Let them shout I don't know where they'll go,

Whilst the time lets itself to breathe,
Find shelter for you and me,
It's like the night wants us to go on home,

The moon is full,
Honey lets go howl,
There's no need for a coat out in the wild,
My gypsy queen you know i only now,
Need you,
We can sleep when were gone,

Someone told me about eternity,
That just don't seem good enough for me.
Track Name: No Way Home
So many people that knock on the door,
These laughing hyenas who tell you the score,
A-tisket a-tasket i ain't got it so don't ask it,
Put Jack and Jill back their little red caskets,

Why wait for the wall to crash,
Oh what a drag,
Somewhere in the rubble though,
You hear a groan,
And the people have all left,
Waters almost gone,
And there's no way home,

I'm so sick and tired of pretending I care,
It's awfully kind but painfully fair,
It's not like I've seen and ill pay it no mind,
If beauty is truth then everything's a lie,

It's high time that the public line bought a better sign,
All out and what a crime and now its coming down,
And the people have all left,
Waters almost gone,
And there's no way home,

Why wait for the wall to crash,
Oh what a drag,
I know that we could go,
But who knows,
And the people have all left,
Waters almost gone,
And there's no way home.
Track Name: Dante's Blues
My lover, she's in the gutter,
Don't talk to her and don't smile,
Don't send her violets and don't send her roses,
Just let her lay in the muck and cry,
She told me that,
One time was enough and,
And the glass bottle cracked up on the bed was for her and I,
And one glass eye rolling,
Down the crack by the riverside,
She whispered soft and slow into my ear,

That she wants you lonely,
That she wants you alone.
Track Name: Everyone Dies in the End
High class cars and tailored suits,
Diamond rings and forbidden fruits,
All of these things are seeded in your roots,
Cos,
Everyone dies in the end,

Take a one way ticket into outer space,
The massive expanse will put you in your place,
Forget about the rats and the rat race,
Cos,
Everyone dies in the end

Every single day,
We find a way,
to sit and watch the sun go down,
Don't you worry yet about the hole in your head,
The world spins my revolver around,

Heed these words its the ultimate truth,
That everyone dies in the end,

When you wake up with the sun in your eyes,
Don't forget about life's greatest reprise,
It comes for all every shape or size,
Everyone dies in the end,

If you've ever had a thought about killing a man,
Don't feel to bad because you morally can,
Hey there fella!
Let me lend you a hand,
Cos,
Everyone dies in the end,

Every single day,
We find a way,
to sit and watch the sun go down,
Don't you worry yet about the hole in your head,
The world spins my revolver around,

Listen to this,
It's the ultimate truth that,
Everyone dies in the end

It takes about a billion years to arrive at cognitive thought,
And all you can thinks about the shoes you bought,
The shoes ain't gonna help you when your a hundred and four,

Cos everyone dies in the end,
Yes you and you and you,
Just remember that,
Everyone dies in the end.