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Skinny English

by awfullyperson

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1.
Buffalo 02:59
well you know its american folk to sing about something that i don't know that much about but you know we've got to sing it out loud and let those good times roll... he was born on the west coast and he knows that he's not one for the west coast and so he goes where he goes and only he knows he don't know but he's not leaving to forget where he's been he's just out driving east up into the north wind he lost his woman in california and from there knew he'd be a new yorker so he rolls and so he goes where he goes and only he knows he don't know said he'd found himself a place ontop of the lake said it'd be alright for us to visit his place up in buffalo
2.
she's a pistols packing riot violence is only consequence self defense is swinging up from my chandelier no time and no place for old calendars, oh no once upon a time reminded spent years wrapped around your finger what you've got you know I don't have time for we've grown outside the metaphors, sobering I'm only getting to truths you're stepping beside and when you come around you know I'll be ahead in the line there's something that makes it better this way I'm only getting to truths and I'm keeping the time accept your faith from the martyrs stay with rivers that've parted you've taken a shine in my eyes I've taken the time to play my pauses feel my soul as it releases from my body dance into the sky, enlighten the time words are free would you please read your mind feel your soul, save mankind so have yourselves a little youth my what a template you've grown into yesterday's rebel is today's liberal hand-outs and closed doors and what uncivil bullshit I'd seen my ticket out of town in the bottom of a beer glass surely but slowly I'd forgotten sore I'd drank until i'd hit the bar room floor sobering and more bullshit sobering sobering
3.
Yourself 02:03
all the breaks I should've had I've surely missed I take a look into my catalogue and what I've written doesn't sing for you to sleep or blow your kiss but my how these years align best pay attention babies kicking midnight screaming no not for me easy to answer the phone cocksucker I could never be they prescribed you, those professors, with your future never put up with that shit do it yourself do it yourselfer place a lot of shit in your pocket can you not see prices paid on doors, dance floors the rest is free brutal young punk never had the drive not surely missed but my how years change in surround sound keep your ears pricked all the breaks I should've had I've surely missed I take a look into my catalogue and what I've written doesn't sing for you to sleep or blow your kiss but my how these years align best pay attention
4.
I cannot hide behind my city clothes I was born a country boy and i have been chasing those city girls along the long and winding road blue shades in my eyes along with the hours at night in my country lights and in my pocket I collect a stone from the wrong side of rock and roll and I know we had some dreams some young beautiful ideals I had the highest hope with you and the lowest feeling she's staying with the boys this eve. telling me goodbye from the seaside walking the beaten path I know how to do another cobblestone road, dim city lights off on a drive and I'm alive weighed down by milestones a country size and in my heart I think that I like the cold where you stripped my bare at the fork in the road and I know we had some dreams some young beautiful ideals I had the highest hope with you and the lowest feeling and I don't feel so much better with time I'm in step and side to side and I don't want to do with this life I want to walk to the end of the line I had down before tears in my eyes in the edge of my mind a mental note and although I have seen the curtain call I have still yet to understand the show curtain close and now off of the stage I'm not breaking down I'm just going home with a new song in mind already wrote and a heart in line dressed in emperor's clothes from the wrong side of rock and roll I have been chasing those city girls they listen to me but I can't make them love me all these lonely time I like to make believe blue shades in my eyes along with the hours at night in my country lights off on a drive and I'm alive and I want to walk to the end of the line
5.
if and when those wolves come calling you'd roll over to the sound of the sirens what are you ignorant or dishonest doesn't matter much when the pay drowns silent administrate that jackboot rattle you'd never belonged but for here my collateral if not coerced know that I would've left you not fit for duty or in shape for an issue a veteran of no war peeling back the mainframe only exposes how you're free to advertise on teenage emotion in your never ending cycles of your violence securing only state driven violence and homes in ruin in another's language it would sound as sweet roses planted in anarchy receipts are plenty for a population unnerved everything given was nothing I deserved a population unnerved no war white collar welfare and an order of complicit self produced prophecies and death for a living you'd like me to sign on the dotted line one more time I'd die in the gutter than recycle in the combine personal woes of your heroes aren't an issue it's the anger at the state and the misuse if and when those wolves come calling you'd roll over to the sound of the siren a veteran of no war but don't get it twisted I've paid the cover charge to walk the street to make the living to keep on giving the kids may listen but I receive no free advertising for a product that you can't ignore to live without life support a veteran of no war
6.
when I stormed the border you were born I took to customs you've adorned and I wore the uniform so I begin a tour and traveling tells the differences within is where the sunlight hits the skin but I know and I can play it my way and be the best love night and day because I afford it anyway success, failure, indifference are the friends that I defend when I pen my narrative and because your hand and my hand touch what road matters none 'cause I'm in love, love, love but I know and I can play it my way and be the best love night and day because I afford it anyway I came to war against symbolism we met up in superstition now follow my lead and into the tempo just don't be so sentimental its alright being temperamental nothing to declare but who am i to judge your difference from my experience one more time when I learned the world would always turn in your eyes I'd deserved what I'd followed in the curve so I begin a tour and traveling tells the differences within is where the sunlight hits the skin but I know and I can play it my way and be the best love night and day because I afford it anyway but I can
7.
Souvenir 04:35
I walked on your side street see the sign in the window what will become of him when he doesn't know for sure just watching himself walk back again and back again once more I took you in as a souvenir a gift from the shore a local acquisition you needed me more well I'm sure and what do I expect from the city when the stores are all closed forget the audition but oh how I just love the show I just hate to watch it grow and I don't know for sure I took you in as a souvenir a gift from the shore a local acquisition you needed me more well I'm sure but I'm not leaving to forget where it is that I've been 'cause its a small, small world and still so overwhelming at times I feel like John Lennon only a little more angry and a little less gifted and I send my pictures throughout the years and to lose myself I surround myself in souvenirs I walked a mile in the shoes and stayed up to listen in to your diplomacy but not I'm your souvenir
8.
yeah naturally calmed naturally heard my intention is to observe and you, yes you, you should be real but I don't think I'm coming through this here painful lecture blissful ignorance paid off all my time spent its better than moving I'm comforted and being your trophy I'm much better than don't want to stay in I don't want to watch the movie you know I had a little thing a rock and roll dream I come to you in debt found a new element goodbye my favorite shit foot to the pedal with heavy metal but the pace of the highway always loses grip something like this something I plead to a different medicine I wouldn't pay to bleed to the best thing about being sober is starting over naturally calmed naturally heard my intention is to observe and you, yes you, you should be real but I don't think I'm coming through this here yeah
9.
Sixteen 04:19
you're cutting me up into back and white but my experience is that this is not the life I left behind the jurisdiction to erase this fiction concrete city street on the rooftop I walk my chicken (yeah yeah) if I was born to lose than could I not choose on what I live for but I keep on surviving and I refuse on dying until I give more a life of service keeps pockets, purses in voluntary exchange and I will not be governed over what I love so strange and estranged looks to me of a generation gap I'm gonna split for all the metal in the dirt I am no magnet I'm not living in satisfaction as a product of submission forgiveness you're asking but to receive you're not giving (no, no) if I was born to lose than could I not choose on what I live for but I keep on surviving and I refuse on dying until I give more a life of service keeps pockets, purses in voluntary exchange and I will not be governed over what I love so strange and estranged born to be taxed at gunpoint so relax given no receipt well I'm keeping my soul but killing rock and roll cant outdo GG a rebel in the dark kicked out of the park that I force paid for handcuffed to the desk, indebted arrest, that's why we're at war fate is the way that we listen into circumstance what matters gray matters a current and a second chance I'm sounding off as an echo giving nothing into the system you must've not picked up on when I pulled my linchpin if I was born to lose than could I not choose on what I live for but I keep on surviving and I refuse on dying until I give more a life of service keeps pockets, purses in voluntary exchange and I will not be governed over what I love so strange and estranged born to be taxed at gunpoint so relax given no receipt well I'm keeping my soul but killing rock and roll cant outdo GG a rebel in the dark kicked out of the park that I force paid for handcuffed to the desk, indebted arrest, that's why we're at war is why we're at war is why we're at war
10.
well I don't speak the language so won't you sing along I don't like your song well don't you feel pretty in New York City but whos gonna miss ya when your Johnny's gone out of the rain did you find your youth culture in the middle age its not Shakespeare drunken slow nothing UK borrowed wardrobe vicarious tourist of adult life repressed Victorian who took Sid Vicious as Jesus Christ I don't speak the language so won't you sing along I don't like your song well don't you feel pretty in New York City but whos gonna miss ya when your Johnny's gone bloated loaf punk exited the stage without you dry cleaned attitude suits just like the royal's rule condescension dont you see you're exactly the same same old shit, piss, and spit as the establishment you got your name ah, these kids are going to kill you the kids are going to kill you I've been marooned hoping for a typhoon gonna kill you these kids better kill you fuck this

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Id spent nine months in 2013 recording an acoustic album while getting drunk on Greene King IPA. David Bowie once said "Well the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar." If Mr. Bowie is referencing Bitter as in Pale Ale, as I assume any good Englishman would, I would have to agree with him. The guitar was also stolen.

Recorded (poorly) at The Harewood House, Bury St. Edmunds, England

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released November 23, 2013

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