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1. |
Jimmy Tequila
03:43
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Tequila To Kill ya Look at Jimmy's Head
I think He's had enough
He's barely fighting a raging war that he lost long ago.
There's a shattered broken window
And the nights just winding Down
Couldn't drown out the sound of his head hittn' the ground
He's in a dark ditch downtown.
Well He's got that diabetes
Survived leukemia and the flew
Nose is bulbous and red like a clown
He's got fiery line in his eyes too
With tears in her eyes, his mama implied
He might die, if he don't stop soon
You can kiss my ass ma or buy me a drink
It's my life to live how I want to
(chorus)
Well, I feel bad
But I feel worse
When My Tongue is dry and blue
Kicked my cat down the stairs
Lit my hair On fire
It Don't Matter When I come to
Well Jimmy's in the mini mart
Bought Himself a bottle of Listerine
Drank it all down in the unisex bathroom
With the smell of piss and Mr. clean
Lost his janitor job for being drunk in front of kids
He's Hangin' in his moms basement again
Hank Williams echoing throughout the house
I'm so lonesome, where's my whiskey
God damn it Mom.
(Chorus)
I've got a love for Tequila
I'm Gonna crawl to my Maria
A Senorita who comits
Still puts
up with my shit
Well, she claims she can Tame me,
Bullshit,
we shall see
Clearly
Her love is all in vain
You see, I can't love nobody
as much as I love to hate me
She is like a deep dark well
A Better reflection of myself\
That's enough to dull the pain
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2. |
Ballad of The Trap Man
03:39
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(Chorus)
All Washed away in the flood
Find a way to keep moving on
South can't Rise
Drownin' in the mud
She left about a month ago with some dark haired city boy
I'm just watching these traps
Flood came around
Picked us up like an old toy
She aint come round' since
No
(Chorus)
The truth alone will kill ya
Life'll Kill ya too
Man see's his own daughter
Throw her life down the tubes
Time spent thinkin'
Time's all I got
Time's all I got
And It's all
Yeah its all
(Chorus)
Last I heard she was riding in the back of a
Black trans-am
From New Orleans
To the edge of Alibam'
Heard Wheels went off the road somewhere
In that muddy water
And I keep moving on
Don't know if its fact
If shes alive
she aint coming back
I don't think so
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3. |
BarWeirdos
04:24
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Met a man at a seaside bar
Worked on transmissions
Hands smelled like tar
Bought me a White Russian
"You want sugar with you tea?"
We shot the shit for what seemed like hours
Said
" Sometimes ya gotta stop and smell the flowers"
Looks like he's had his nose in rose bed
for around ten years
Well, ten years behind a bar
Drownin' all your tears behind an Ivory tower,
Can make you feel
Make you feel
Feel like a wise man
He said his women left him on a long black train
His minds been itchin' from the beast he's slain
He don't need no women
That can't handle no man
He don't need no women that Can't handle a mind like his.
I said a mind like yours is out your mind insane
I wouldn't like to meet you in a dark alley in the rain at midnight
But I'll buy you a drink anyway
Because here at the bar we're all the same
(Chorus)
Here at the Bar
We're all the same
Here at the Bar
Every man is saved
Well, leave your politics and your worries behind
Drink your communion straight from the vine
Here at the bar we're all the same
He said he spent ten years in a factory making swithes
Spent another on the roadside digging ditches
for a prison chain gang
But he's out now
Said he once shot a man just to watch him die
Smelled like bad decisions
only had one eye
I felt a bit uneasy
But I remembered one thing
Yea, here at the bar we're all the same
(chorus)
Woke up the next day in a seaside jail
Sprained my ankle
had no one to pay my bail
Wiped the dirt
from the corner of my eye
Last night I drove home
Drunk form the bar
Drove my shit down a hill
Crashed my car
Cops pulled me out
With minor injury
Well, here at the bar we all may be the same
Outside the bar you gotta face the pain
Well,
Here at the bar we're all the same
(Chorus)
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4. |
Choosin' On You
05:02
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You Told me
You need some stability
And I'll be stable
Hold you up as high
As I am able
Sometimes, I just don't know where your minds at
My thoughts are often cluttered to
We wont't be untangled
Anytime too soon
Seldom on the same page
But we'll write this thing together
I'll Start at the very end
Meet you at chapter 22
(Chorus)
We dance in the house to I found reason
But there aint no reason
For the way I feel about you
Lets have a beer and spend a lifetime together
This life's full of choices and I'm
Choosin on you
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Sometimes the smoke rises up and blinds my eye
Sometimes its hard
to keep my mind on
One thing at a time
A little too drunk at one too
Many times
sometimes time moves a little too slow
Those old memories start to decompose
Luckily we've got a slew of new memories
Over yonder misty mountain side
And I'll Carry ya Sarah
Won't ya take my hand
Red Rock is calling our name girl
There's a world out there
Let's get the hell out of here
(Chorus)
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Before the big adventure
let's enjoy those potato's you've made
let's lie on the green grass in our backyord
and I'll keep tryin to drive you insane
You call me a pain in the ass
I say
"God Damn your hair looks pretty when you wear it like that"
'Now I'm gonna have a cigarette and I don't care what ya say"
"But do you think It'll Be alright?"
"Do you think it'll be ok?'
Well, I think we're doin' just fine
(Chorus)
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5. |
Maybe Ya Can
04:27
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Aint no changin' who I am
Arthritis aside
Aint no pain in my hands
Earth bound angels
Jet black wings
Rollin' off into oblivion again
And again
And again
(Chorus)
It's been running through my mind
All god damned day
There was nothing else
There was nothing else
Nothing else to say
Nothing else
Nothing else
To say
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Round' this time of year, I get real
Sentimental
I could make it mine
If I could just carve out the time
Save a little bit for myself
Oh who am I kidding?
I'd give it all to you
(Chorus)
Who the hell knows their own mind?
Who Could find the time?
There's nothing more candid and contrived
Than a drunk minds polluted mind
You think you can solve all the problems at three AM
Well Maybe you can
Well Maybe you can
(Chorus)
Awww Maybe you can
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6. |
Yuletide Regrets
03:32
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Rememberin' Things
The way they once were.
Toxic Membrane eroding.
It's Time for the show.
Waves shift and shimmer
Under my little boat
want to tell ya a story
I aint never yet wrote
"Why Your hands Cant stop shaking
Why are your eyes sunken in
Can You ever stop sinning?
Won't ya tell me where ya been?"
I've climbing the barbed - wire
I've been up on the high wire
Won't you lend me a fiver?
Standin by this trash fire
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All my friends all desert me
Never thought I had any
Many men tried to help me and I
And I regret letting them try
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Warm Cider and Whiskey
My windshield is dirty
It's Christmas in the city
It aint Christmas inside
I've got family around me
But they'll never truly know me
How could I let them see
what a coward I am.
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I woke up with a bright red ember in my head
diggin' up the dirt
with my fingers and my hands
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All my friends all desert me
Never thought I had any
Many a man tried to help me and i
And i regret letting them try.
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credits
released December 14, 2018
Recorder By Eric Pinales In Irondequoit, Ny.
Art work By Adam Kujawski
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7. |
Twisted Liz
04:46
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Twisted Liz Lives forever
Under Port Gibson Bridge
Light as a feather
Under the rain and the sleet
On the verge of a terrible dream
In the blood, the mud, Sweat and truck tires,
she creeps, weeps.
Drinkin' suds with the men
Who put her to bed
Left for dead
Still breathing
Took one to the heart
One to the head
Nobodies seen her
Nobody know where she's been
"Well, she's late for dinner again"
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Johnny Fontaine
From Winchester Lane
Aged 11 or 10 they'd say
He's out all alone
Both his parents we're gone
"He walked these streets so many time's before"
There's a man with something
Behind his back
And a terrible twistin in his brain
Johnny Fontaine,
From Winchester lane
Ran as fast as his little legs could carry
Face all distorted while running away
Naked eye reflecting
The fear in his brain
"Well, I seen em run passed"
Said a drunkin old man
But nobody took him seriously
(Chorus)
"Jesus up in heaven.
With his powerful mysterious ways.
Won't you give up all those,
Golden Miracles.
Say Hello To little Johnny for me"
"Well, My eyes are dark from worry.
I think the craziest things these days.
Well, I'm out there with my
Little girl again.
Dancin' in the pourin rain.
Well, the night is dark
And I think Im Missing too!
My wife and I stopped speaking"
(Chorus)
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8. |
Two Bedroom Apartment
04:21
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Staring at the face of this ugly old man
He can't drink no more
Face stuck in the wall
Lookin up at me from that
Great big window
of our new Two Bedroom apartment.
Not sure what to do with my hands these days
They aint never
Built nothing
Still standing
You're smiling down at me
I'm staring at the green green grass
Sometimes my life feels like utter hell
Sometimes it's "oh well , I guess, what the hell"
Sometimes I can hardly
Hold back the tears
Of the beauty of everything around me.
Now how in the world
Can a man wrap his mind round' that
(Chorus)
When you're up there in heaven
And everything's all clean
Do they say
"Put out that cigarette you freak!"
Why are we trying to climb another peak
Heavens a two bedroom apartment
Heavens a two bedroom apartment
Do you think God's up there
With his big strong arms
Lookin' down on us sinners
With intent to harm
We're supposed to be a couple sinnning freaks
But to me heavens a two bedroom apartment.
(Chorus)
Staring at Jesus
With his angry eyes
Handing out my wafers with the guilt implied
HE said
" Why you hanging out in this cold lonely place?
I made heaven a two bedroom apartment."
The he said the strangest thing..
He said
"Don't be a dick.
Well, Maybe just a little bit.
Smoke if you've got em.
I really don't give a shit.
My blood is wine.
I'm actually pretty drunk right now.
Just live while you're alive.
Heavens on earth.
It is
And always has been."
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ryan sutherland Rochester, New York
A singer songwriter Living & working in Rochester , NY. Weird chords, and Slide guitar
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