Beautiful Dudes

by BEAUTIFUL DUDES

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    The Dudes' full-length debut album on gold colored shell with black imprinted ink, full color j-card, professionally duplicated high-bias chrome tape. Includes immediate full album download and download card. Limited edition of 250!

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about

1. City of the Sun
2. American Dream
3. Queen of the Castro
4. Red Roses
5. First One
6. Fighter/Singer
7. Full Time Daddy
8. Candy
9. New Sensation
10. Every Time the Sun Comes Up
11. Boomclack

credits

released October 28, 2016

Tom Bevitori - Guitar, Vocals
Art Echternacht - Bass
Robbie Landsburg - Lead Guitar
Jonah Wells - Drums

Produced by the Dudes.
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Tim Green.

All Selections written by Tom Bevitori (BMI)
except "Every Time the Sun Comes Up",
written by Sharon Van Etten (BMG Platinum Songs on behalf of Big Deal, Paperweight Music).

© & ℗ 2016 Mama Bird Recording Co. under license from Beautiful Dudes.

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Track Name: Fighter/Singer
You can find me digging up graves
Picking through pockets of one’s passed away
When a heartbeat no longer lingers
Was he a fighter, was he a singer
Was he in the show tonight

She said you’ve got a problem
But it’s nothing today that you won’t see tomorrow
When a heart beat no longer lingers
Was he a fighter, was he a singer
Was he in the show tonight

You can find me digging up graves
Picking through pockets of one’s passed away
When a heartbeat no longer lingers
Was he a fighter, was he a singer
Was he in the show tonight