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Buffalo
02:59
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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
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2. |
Keeping The Time
04:21
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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
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3. |
Yourself
02:03
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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
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4. |
End Of The Line
04:41
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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
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5. |
Veteran Of No War
03:20
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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
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6. |
Wedding Lullaby
03:03
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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
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7. |
Souvenir
04:35
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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
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8. |
Naturally Calmed
03:01
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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
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9. |
Sixteen
04:19
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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
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10. |
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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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