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Late Stage Optimism

by Broken Baby

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LukeSpurs
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LukeSpurs From the get go, not one wasted second. Pure fun. Favorite track: Manic Panic.
mkdrym
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mkdrym This album is consistently packed with great tracks, but had to pick the one that got stuck in my head first! A definite step change from you previous record. Well done guys! Hope I get to see you play live some time. 😁 Favorite track: Madonna's a Dick.
nic
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nic Loved this alt-pop-rock band, we all need a little more guiltless disco glam protest punk in our lives. Or maybe it's just the right amount of guilt? Heard it on Media Monarchy! Favorite track: Madonna's a Dick.
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ecsordas Love it! It's raw, shameless and fun. Perfect to perk up a Tuesday or Friday... Or whenever you feel like it I guess. Favorite track: Die! Die! Die!.
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1.
You say you want it, yeah you really want it, now you don’t  You wanna give it, yeah you wanna give it, now you won’t  It’s such a pity that you never really get it right get it right  Yeah I’m so pretty yeah I’m pretty and a bit uptight  I’m always coming yeah I’m coming but I don’t arrive  It’s such a pity that I never really get it right but not tonight.  Whoa whoa whoa Whaaaaaaaa Fill up your guts and scream it from the rooftops Go place your bets cause this is where the buck stops  It’s do or die at the coup d’etat Waaaaaaaaa You can kick and scream until your heart stops  Excusé moi It’s time to get the piss up Where are you going are you going where you wanna go? It’s like the movies yeah it’s truly like a little show It’s such a pity that we never even get to know  How the ending goes  Yeah it’s so rich it’s all the riches and it’s so divine  But it gets bitter when it’s left out in the hot sunlight It’s such a pity that we never got to take a bite But not tonight  I wanna I wanna I wanna  (CH) Come and get it up Get it up  Gonna muscle up  You can suck it up suck it up But it’s not enough Come and get it up Get it up  Gonna muscle up  You can suck it up suck it  Get the piss up  I can be your monster your sweet imposter You can be the braver succubus savior  I can be your monster your mother and father You can be nada you can be nada you can be  Anything you want to be. (CH)
2.
Meaniac 03:07 video
Hot damn  Is my grip too tight? Hot damn girl  I’m too fragile right  I’m only here to make you feel at home Hot damn  Would you break your neck? Hot damn girl On what you expected I didn’t mean to write your favorite song Man I’m so mean I’m so mean I’m a meaniac Feeding on your feelings like a salty snack  I’m sippin’ on your sympathy and spittin’ it right back  Man I’m so mean would be a look at that meaniac  (No she’s not gonna hide Don’t ask her to comply Fuck around and find out) Man I’m so mean I’m so mean I’m a meaniac Feeding on your feelings like a salty snack  I’m sippin on your sympathy and spittin it right back  Mean I’m so mean would be a look at that meaniac  Why don’t you calm down? Or we’re gonna simmer up, buttercup Why don’t you get around? And figure out what you want what I want what you want what I want Oh what’d you call me? What’s not fair is fair and  I don’t think you understand the stakes at play the time of day or what to say why dontchya (CH) I am a pessimologist I don’t like your pathetiquette And Nobody ever gets what they want  I do I do i do  (CH)
3.
I’m so tough  Am I not tough enough? Am I too sexy Not sexy enough  To be your leading lady? I can’t speak When you’re on top of me So I just sing and I shove And dress you up in my love ah That’s how I’ll win Yeah Madonna’s a dick Yeah that woman’s a bitch  Oh, she’s just a slut ‘Cause she gets what she wants But if she were a dude And she was giving that attitude  They’d probably give her a raise  She’d be the president of the United States Yeah, Madonna’s a dick I’m so sorry Am I not sorry enough? Am I too crazy Not crazy enough  To be your fantasy? my scuffed knees In between my make believe Looking for my lucky star On the other side  Of a scratched and cracked and bashed in glass ceiling (CH) I am a sister A daughter  A weakness? I’m out of line Yeah, I’m falling to pieces It’s true This is a system  I’m fodder  A business I stay in line I’m a sad little misses For you (CH)
4.
I don’t wanna wait For my big mistakes Walking home alone Broken headphones I don’t wanna think Bottom of a drink Wishing I could be  What you call home It’s a sunny day Just not in my brain Wish I knew what was wrong with me Sitting home alone Dying with my phone Uh Oh Cloud coverage covering up my head Making me regret All the things I said Cloud coverage covering up my face Hoping it erases  All that’s in my head Stop and start and break my heart I’m here to play my part Cloud coverage covering up my head Fakin’ all the way Through another day I’m not getting high On these smile lines Nothing that I touch Ever opens up If I had a key Would you keep me? It’s a sunny day  But I just can’t escape Wish there was something wrong with me It’s not gonna last But nothing seems to pass Uh Oh (CH) Bend and break and suffocate Until I get it straight Cloud coverage covering up my He ee ee ee eead He ee ee ee It’s hard to keep my head on I just keep running round in circles I just can’t keep my head on There’s only so much I can do to make me not feel (CH)
5.
Did I do something to make you nervous? Well how about some thoughts and prayers  Don’t you know I’m at your service But really I don’t fucking care And I I I wanna make you feel like you’re right at home Inside this burning building that you’re proud to call your own  I give you purpose  And you give me Billionaires  We’re all gonna Die die die, say goodbye But not before we buy buy buy  What we cannot afford  Go on and cry cry cry  We can try  To find ourselves a reason  Even if it doesn’t rhyme  And when our parents tell us that we gotta stay in school Well then we better not step outta line Does that make you nervous? That should make you fucking nervous  I didn’t realize you were squeamish From down there underneath my boot  You wanted something to believe in You didn’t say you wanted the truth And I I I wanna make you feel like you have a say Because I care about you in that special kinda way Yeah I hear your sufferin But it does not compute  (CH) Does that make you nervous? Nervous? Nervous? Nervous? Nervous? Nervous? Nervous? (CH)
6.
He Likes Me 02:53
He wants me skinny Wants me puny  Wants to send me away Yeah, he wants to set me ablaze Won’t have me any other way He wants me spicy Wants to dice me Wants to color my crown He wants to stick it to me  Right in the ground  He doesn’t want it watered down He likes me He likes me He’s my baby my baby my baby (He likes me) He likes me He likes me He’s my baby my baby my baby He’s wants me naked Wants me taken  Wants me screaming out loud Yeah, he wants to fool me around He wants to dress me like a clown He wants to cue me Calls me cutie Does it all with his mouth  he bends me over like a two-headed slouch That’s just before he really bums me out (CH) I’m so desperate for love I’m so desperate for the buzz (CH)
7.
Manic Panic 03:35
Sometimes I swing and miss With my lips Yeah sometimes you know I’ve got to use my fists Yeah, sometimes I get an itch  And I switch Yeah sometimes I’m just a Big Gulp, doll house bitch Turn up the volume on the channel With the Stars and Swipes And Bloody Knees Yeah, I’m a second-class breeder With a tongue-kiss for ya Sweet cheeks I got my bones  And my hands And my mammary glands I got my sweat  And blood Not everything is a dud I got my Bettys  And my teeth Bangin’ down with a beat We got no meaning No gods We’re out here beatin’ the odds Yeah I’m a manic panic Systematic Scion of a full-grown man Yeah, I got a prison and a purpose And a microphone in my hand 1 2 3 4 5 6 Yeah, I want to stay in bed In my head Yeah, there’s times you know I want to feel the dread No, I don’t always wanna fight But I might Rather just be heard Than try to be polite  I’m an eclectic egocentric Yada yada Don’t listen to me  Put your desires on the table For a dollar  Feed them to me We got no meaning No gods We’re out here beatin’ the odds (CH) Turn up the volume on the channel With the Stars and Swipes And Bloody Knees Well I’m breaking checks And turtlenecks And skinny-dipping in trees I got my bones  And my hands And my mammary glands I got my sweat  And blood Not everything is a dud I got my Bettys  And my teeth Bangin’ down with a beat We got no meaning No gods We’re out here beatin’ the odds (CH)
8.
Meat Week 03:23
9.
It’s kinda strange but I’m not gonna beat this  It's a fit of rage and it’s getting me nowhere fast Awe but you’re so pretty put a smile on your face Stop and smell the roses when you figure out your place ha She’s coming through the ceiling and we’re not even getting close. x3 You’re so rude (Who me?) Hey you don’t be rude (Who me?) Close your mouth when you chew your food (Who me?) What are ya some kind of baffoon (Who me?) Close it all out if it’s just too much for you Hip to to the nines is it giving you nightmares  Awe, she’s just a tease then she treats you so unfair You want it all but you ain’t even got a thing   All that’s left to get is a fistful of nothing She’s coming through the ceiling and we’re not even getting close. x3 (CH) I don’t wanna laugh the loudest I don’t wanna laugh along I don’t have the words to say I can’t find the words, uh, I can’t find the words uh Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
10.
All leathered up  But I can’t decide Where do I go now? Bang on the door  But they won’t open up ‘Cause they say I’m a let down Only way that I’m getting in  Is on the back Back of a dead man Piss on the curb  Eating out of my purse Stumble when I stand This isn’t my plan  I want it Gucci  I want it Trashy I want that Jack White money  To set me free  I want it bloody  I want it smothered honey  I want that Jack White money  To set me free  Push to the front  I won’t keep outta sight  I’m taking your spotlight  Put on a face  Spitting up on the floor  That’s what I came for Only way that I’m getting in  Is on my back  Hiking up my skirt Piss on the curb Eating up all my words  Are you my best friend  Or just a hit man  (CH) I want that money what’s so funny I want that money Don’t need a run around You run around and round  And run around You run around I’ll run you  Right into the ground  (CH)
11.
Hey, what’s up with you? Nada mucho Yeah, that’s cool Well I just don’t know Maybe later Gotta go If all this just isn’t real Can you tell me what is? I got your hand heat Resting on my chin cheek Rolling on a hot week Nada Surf with you I’ve got my jellies Slipping off my sweaty feet And now I have to pee But I’d rather be here with you And all these spiders up on the roof Wait oh nevermind We’re not running Out of time If I’m in a rush Well It’s just because  I’m kinda bad at love I’m not good friends with forever
But I’m into now (CH) Catch me hoping that you catch me
Hearts are racing past me
Daylight turns to blue 
 I think you get me just before forget me 
Running on the empty  feelings without you So if you want to    We can jump off of this roof (CH)

credits

released September 24, 2021

Broken Baby is Amber Bollinger and Alex Dezen
Produced/mixed by Alex Dezen
Mastered by Whynot Jansveld
Recorded Feb 2019 – Dec 2020 at Sally Studios El Sereno, CA
With mix assistance on “Get the Piss Up” by Jon Kaplan
Production assistance on “Get the Piss Up” by Pete Harper
Additional production and arrangement on “Cloud Coverage” by Brian Griffin and Adam Popick
All songs written and performed by Broken Baby
Except drums/percussion on “Manic Panic,” “Meat Week,” and “Don’t Be Rude (2021)” by Brian Griffin
Bass on “Manic Panic,” “Meat Week,” and “Don’t Be Rude (2021)” by Adam Popick
Bass on “Hand Heat” by Whynot Jansveld
Ride or Die/Touring players: Brian Griffin, Adam Popick, Tony “Duck Head” Diaz, Whynot Jansveld, Garrett Henritz, Maxx Diaz.
Album Photography by Amber Navarro
Photography assistance and lighting by Max Flick
Hair and makeup by Caitlin Wron
Much gratitude to Yamaha Guitars and iZotope inc.
Additional thanks to Frutron and Noah Applebaum for weird prop assistance and general mayhem
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