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released April 1, 2013

All songs written and performed by Judith Shimer. Recorded and mastered by Forest Christenson.

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The Sneaky Mister Brooklyn, New York

The Sneaky Mister lives in Brooklyn. In a past life, it fronted folktronic band Pretty Balanced. It makes music in its room. It plays open mics in New York City.

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Track Name: Shy
I'm shy
I use my outside voice, but I'm shy
And sometimes I make friends with boys, but I'm shy
I've had some one-night stands, but I'm shy
And in public I like holding hands, but I'm shy

I'm shy, I'm shy
And I can't help but ask myself why I'm so shy, but I'm shy

Sometimes I know what to say, but I'm shy
Sometimes when I wanna go home, I stay, but I'm shy
I tell some jokes very well, but I'm shy
I'm so shy, but you'd never tell that I'm shy

I'm shy, I'm shy
And I can't help but ask myself why I'm so shy, but I'm shy
Track Name: Maybe
Maybe you'll wake up someone else tomorrow morning
Maybe you'll wake up someone new
Full of belief you never had yesterday morning
Wanting to do things you don't do
Maybe next to someone you don't know
Maybe owing money you don't owe
Maybe

Maybe you'll wake up super smart tomorrow morning
Maybe you'll wake up super dumb
Wrinkled and sick and deaf and blind tomorrow morning
Tiny and fat and sucking your thumb
Maybe not in a comfy bed at all
Maybe scrunched upright in a bathroom stall
Maybe

Maybe touching someone you can't touch
Maybe having everything you want so much
Maybe
Track Name: Time
My friend sings to me when it's wake-up time
And I sing to him when we make up time

How many songs do we sing so desperately
Trying hard to mend our friendship
He and I don't want to end it

Sorry for being strange, sorry I can't change
Sorry for being lazy, nasty, stupid, selfish, crazy

Wait for time to go by
Just now we'll say good-bye
But wait for time to go by

Sorry
Track Name: Again
So say it while you can, say it while you can
Believe it while you can, and tell it all again

If I could paint you once before you die
I'd surely love it better than good-bye
'Cause art lives after death so why can't we
Go on and on as far as we can see

The heart is just a muscle in a cage
A muscle's just a painting on a page
And lungs and veins and bones are all the same
I've never seen inside but I can name them

So say it while you can, say it while you can
Believe it while you can, and tell it all again
Track Name: Carey
My world is round on the outside
And your world is round on the inside
And my world has planes and buildings and people
And your world has bloodworms and glass

I go to parties and concerts
And restaurants and bars and the ocean
And earn myself money and learn things
But you don't go to work and you don't go to class

Carey, I can't tell if you like me, I can't tell if you like me

Sorry I can't understand you
You don't even speak proper English
You don't even make any noises at all
Besides *gulp* and *splash* and *bubble*

Sorry we can't have adventures
You probably wouldn't enjoy them
You'd probably get very scared and upset
And I'd probably get into serious trouble

Carey, I can't tell if you like me, I can't tell if you like me
Track Name: Fan
I became a fan of you, I bought everything you made
And I listened to your songs over and over until I hated them
Then I played them on piano and I played them on guitar
'Til I couldn't write any songs of my own anymore

And I hear them when I wake up 'cause I heard them in my sleep
And I hear them behind everything I listen to no matter what it is
And when I sit at the piano, you play through me
And I can't even write any songs of my own anymore
Track Name: Sleep
I start by taking off my clothes
And folding them and putting them in drawers
Or in the laundry basket sitting in my closet
Then I grab the nightie hanging from a hook beside my bed
I slip it over my shoulders, climb inside and fall asleep

I do what I please
I say whatever I please
I fly and kill and kiss whomever I please
Track Name: Pavilion
We were up in that pavilion when the rain came
Raging down, sweeping under

Dusting toes and soaking benches
Filling swing seats
Pooling at the bottom of the slide

We'd left hot dogs, chips and Pepsi
In a bag by the pond