NPR 41 Shane de Leon with TRS "General Delivery"

by North Pole Records

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released December 17, 2019

Shane de Leon with TRS
Shane de Leon: Vocals, Guitar
Gilliam: Drums, Guitar
Deric Dalton: Bass
Recorded at Dune Sea Recording Technologies, Yucca Valley, CA
All songs written by Shane de Leon
Starbage Music, ASCAP
Photo by Robin Yorkey

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Track Name: General Delivery
Hey Big Spender
You're the Great Pretender
Here's a protest song
Sing it all day long

The Great Pretender
Postmark return to sender
Can you hear them sing
General Delivery
You don't own the world
And you don't own me.

The Big Up-Ender
You're so tired and tender
Here's a protest song
Won't you come along

The Great Pretender
Postmark return to sender
Let freedom ring
Mark it General Delivery
You don't own the world
And you don't own me.

Sycophantic social club
Kissing up on super sonic golden gloves
I'm only trying to be frank
This kid's heart is bigger then the biggest bank.

You don't own the world
And you don't own me.
Track Name: Lost in Thought
There's a time and there's a place
Where our favorite memories they stay
They flutter through your heart someday

I got lost in thought
You were laughing at the end of the dock of the bay that day

The nostalgia of the rain
And the heartache it sustains

I got lost in thought
You were smiling in the park
You're summer dress brushed your knees
Oh, in the breeze


The nostalgia of the rain
And the heartache it sustains

Take me back to those early days
We'd lay around in the shade


The nostalgia of the rain
And the heartache it sustains
Track Name: Tinder Profile #3
Drinking late on a first date
It went really great
Until the end of the night

Drinking late on a first date
Smoking cigarettes, talking politics
While she's losing her eyes 'neath her lids

Just an hour ago
Primed and ready to go
And now Martin's walking her home

Drinking late on a first date
It went really great
Until the end of the night

Drinking late
Couple girls on his plate
There's a flurry of texts
It might lead to hot sex
She unzips his coat and he smiles

It's been a while
But he came back with style
And a litany of lovers that he's lain.

"Oh please, pick me," Katie says to herself
And he swipes left and we can't always be at our best