Third Class

Third Class is Ohio's quirk-pop music, 2-note chords, wonky tempos, and fuzzy undertones, going strong since 1999.

Let’s Go Youngstown/DP Visual Media & Lezlie Thorn, at #Revive (at Revive Music & Arts Festival)

Let’s Go Youngstown/DP Visual Media & Lezlie Thorn, at #Revive (at Revive Music & Arts Festival)

Yo!

We still don’t really consider ourselves savvy on Tumblr use, but, we just want to update and let peeps know that our new album, Hymns From Some Small Town, is being mastered by Cauliflower Audio, in Cleveland, Ohio. No release date is set, but a documentary on the songs is ready to roll, soon. Watch the trailer at www.thirdclass.net. Keep it real and Satanspeed.

-3C

at SouthSide YO

#sausagefingers #organ #keys (at American Freight Furniture and Mattress - Boardman)

at Freedom, Pennsylvania

at Freedom, Pennsylvania

Lyrics to all songs from Hymns From Some Small Town

“On A Page”

 Lyrics by Lee Boyle

Jack-vocals

Pepe-vocals

Lee-vocals, acoustic 2-string guitar

Now, you are somewhere, in some small town, up in the clouds, in some drawing, where I drew things that looked like heaven, when I was seven. You’re on a page. You’re on a page. You’re on a page. You’re on a page. Now, you are somewhere, in some small town, up in the clouds, in some drawing, where I drew things that looked like heaven, when I was seven. You’re on a page. You’re on a page. You’re on a page. You’re on a page.

“Famous In Our Minds”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Pepe Parish

Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar

Pepe – drum set

Lee – vocals, 2-string electric guitar 

I wanna be 14 again, emerge from blank houses. I want the teenage scene again. Let’s purge the banks and meds. I walk the nowhere neighborhoods, stone alleys over creeks. I walk alone, across the woods, candy on liquor streets. We are young, collar-less dogs. We are factory-less cogs. We are nameless and we’re fine. We are famous in our minds. I’m gonna dig my pennies out, blue sharks, green worms, we scrape. I’m gonna echo-tunnel shout, through dark railroads, escape. Vibrating bridges rot above. Traffic just rattles by. Elated students knot with love, the perfect, small-town sky. We are young, collar-less dogs. We are factory-less cogs. We are nameless and we’re fine. We are famous in our minds.

“Old Soda Shop”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Jack Boyle

Jack – vocals, snaps

Pepe – vocals, snaps

Lee – vocals, toy piano, snaps 

Do you remember? We used to hang at the old soda shop. Do you remember? We used to hang at the old soda shop.

“How To Win”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Jack Boyle

Jack – vocals, drum set

Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar

Lee – vocals, keyboard 

You don’t know anything. I’ve said so many things. You’re just scared. You’re parents messed you up. You’re parents dressed you up. You’re just scared. You love traditional things which are trivial. You’re just scared. You are not fond of me. You can’t respond to me. You’re just scared. You knew that I loved you, then. Now, I know how to win (how to win). You knew that I loved you, then. Now, I know how to win (how to win). You knew that I loved you, then. Now, I know how to win (how to win). You knew that I loved you, then. Now, I know how to win (how to win). You don’t know anything. I’ve said so many things. You’re just scared. We all like having sex; don’t say it’s incorrect. You’re just scared. We all need attention; please, don’t be pretending. You’re just scared. We all are deviant; please, start believing it. You’re just scared. You knew that I loved you, then. Now, I know how to win (how to win). You knew that I loved you, then. Now, I know how to win (how to win).

“These Days”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle

Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar, upright piano

Pepe – vocals, tambourine

Lee – vocals, acoustic 2-string guitar

*Special guest, Sam Buonavolonta, on percussive sounds 

These days, I feel like you agree with me. We’re exactly where we should be, both abstractly and physically. These days, we are feeling so wild and free. I feel like we are just two trees, in the meadow with birds and bees. These days, I’m beginning to understand the invisible wires, at hand, and the way that they make us stand. These days, I’ve been staring at you, in snow. I’ve been feeling more in the know. I’ve been missing you, when you go.

“Cold Morning Light”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Jack Boyle

Jack – drum set

Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar

Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar 

I saw a film, it was of mom when she was young. She was with dad and it looked like they had a good amount of fun. They were in Portland and I don’t remember why. I sat down on the couch and watched and I began to cry. Do you remember? We used to hang in the cold morning light. I knew who you were, you knew who I was, in the cold morning light. I saw the big kids throwing tennis balls at you. You were a student at one of the schools I happened to go to. We played the keyboard, making demo beats, all night. And, all the notes that we played wrong were played so right. Do you remember? We used to hang in the cold morning light. I knew who you were, you knew who I was, in the cold morning light. Do you remember? We used to hang in the cold morning light. I knew who you were, you knew who I was, in the cold morning light.

“Cold Morning Rain”

Lyrics by Jack Boyle, Pepe Parish, and Lee Boyle

Jack – acoustic 2-string guitar

Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar

Lee – vocals, keyboard 

Cold rain inside my shoes, cold rain inside my heart, there’s nothing I could do that wouldn’t give you a start. Old toys out on the lawn, old toys in memories, I feel old age come on. Young boys, they laugh at me. And, I can’t change your mind. And, I can’t change your mind. Old flowers inside a vase, in places I’ll never know, old love inside my face, old love from long ago, old machines inside the garage, they sometimes hypnotize me. I look at the photos lost, in times from way before me. And, I can’t change your mind. And, I can’t change your mind.

“All Your Words”

Lyrics by Pepe Parish and Lee Boyle

Jack – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar

Pepe – drum set

Lee – vocals, keyboard 

This won’t break our family up. This will make us stronger. Please, don’t leave me here, wrap me up in fear. You will make it through. We can talk it through. Lucky to have you here, lucky to have you near, all your words stick to me. All your words stick to me. You’ve been sad for a while, now. You’ve been dodging bullets. Let’s go walk outside. Get ready for a ride. The atmosphere will be made by you and me. In the open woods, let yourself feel good. All your words stick to me. All your words stick to me.

“Seattle Stars”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Pepe Parish

Jack – electric 4-string bass guitar, upright piano

Pepe – vocals, tambourine

Lee – vocals, acoustic 2-string guitar, reel to reel

*Special guest vocals and instrumentation by an anonymous choral group, in northeast Ohio 

If I see you, in Seattle, and I see you again, and I’ve overcome the battle that I’m having within, and it’s looking like my shadow is going to where thin, up the creek without a paddle, and it’s time to begin, I will have you in a jiffy, teach you two-string guitar, when you’re old enough, with ID, take you out to the bar, with my brothers and wife with me, we can play in the yard, and we don’t have to pay anything, just to look at the stars. We are young, collar-less dogs. We are factory-less cogs. We are nameless and we’re fine. We are famous in our minds. All your words stick to me.

“Hey There” 

Lyrics by Jack Boyle

Jack – drum set

Pepe – vocals, electric 4-string bass guitar

Lee – vocals, electric 2-string guitar 

Hey there, I love you. Don’t you love me, too? I need you to love me, so I can be with you. Hey there, I need you to be there, by my side. And, hey there, I need you to be there when I cry. If you can be who I need you to be, then we can be you and me. Hey there, I need you to be there when I cry. And, hey there, I need you to be there when I die. If you can be who I need you to be, then we can be you and me.

“Hey There Lullaby”

Lyrics by Lee Boyle and Jack Boyle

Jack – acoustic 2-string guitar

Pepe – electric 4-string bass guitar

Lee – vocals, keyboard 

Hey there, I need you to open up the door, with magic. I see you, at the grocery store. Land on the green light; wave me go-ahead. It’s magic, the stars bright, it’s time to go to bed. And, if you could see what our lives grew to be, I think you would be proud of me.

at Generations Coffee House

at Generations Coffee House

This Friday, a stripped-down set at @generationscoffee #coffee #ThirdClass #BestComboEver (at Generations Coffee House)

This Friday, a stripped-down set at @generationscoffee #coffee #ThirdClass #BestComboEver (at Generations Coffee House)

The view of Guilford Lake before a solo set, in #LisbonOhio (at Guilford Lake Grille)

The view of Guilford Lake before a solo set, in #LisbonOhio (at Guilford Lake Grille)

We are experimenting with track ordering, next step is mastering. Recording is done, thanks to @sambuonavolonta and @ampreonrecorder

We are experimenting with track ordering, next step is mastering. Recording is done, thanks to @sambuonavolonta and @ampreonrecorder