So Long. Farewell. (no more job) Goodbye. (no more work and no more taxes)
The aliens are coming from the sky.
So long (no more sweeping no more dishes)
They're coming here to save us from our chores.
The aliens are coming from the sky.
A churning indie-rock meditation on relationships and personal struggle from the New Jersey band, propelled by powerhouse vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 8, 2020