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Casino

by Country Lips

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1.
I’ve given up on writing letters cause I don’t like there being records Of the thoughts that do betray the only one that I’ve got today Knowing me I’ll try my best to make it harder on myself And I wake up to the sound of pouring rain. She who’s of the essence is the one who waits for no man I can sit here and resent them or I can do it to their faces And sling accusations baseless all because I missed my chances Waking up apologizing just the same Now I’m banking on the sun to say that ain't a fact And I’m thinking about the days creeping past I’d only like to make one last Long enough for her to take me back He’s better off, he’s better dead. I’ll fight if death is guaranteed But trying to fight for love and glory just seems to make a better story The only difference in our wealth is all that I do to help myself Waking up is getting harder all the time Chorus
2.
I wish I was in Nashville At least just for a little while I wish I was in Nashville Or at least just with my dear old friend Gotta find out why that town’s trying to pull me back again Seeing pictures, friends smiling playing tunes I should be happy for them And I am but there’s something wrong A tugging at the heart and soul, a magnet with a southern pole An idea of maybe something more I wish I was in Nashville At least just for a little while I wish I was in Nashville Or at least just with my dear old friend Gotta find out why that town’s trying to pull me back again See myself driving through the town at night Stop in where the vibe feels right Stay and watch the band play Lost Highway But here I am head in hand Worrying about the job at hand Losing time. Tennessee on the line Is this a getaway? A leave-it-all-behind kinda game Or a reason to find Something missing in my life Maybe I just want to travel back in time See my friend just once again, down in Tennessee I keep thinking there’s a chance I’ll walk in to some bar Glance across the room, and he’s smiling back at me I wish I was in Nashville At least just for a little while I wish I was in Nashville Or at least just with my dear old friend Gotta find out why that town’s trying to pull me back again
3.
Woman’s gone not long enough gone Booze is gone it’s better long gone I’m exactly where I need to be I don’t need stability I just want the ability To walk out and stay on my own Drop me alone anywhere in the world I swear to god I won’t complain Might find a roof might even find a job But I know that I’ll find myself again Walk through the nighttime Look through the darkness Trying to summon my fears I got many a problems Here comes another one Someday I know I’ll be strong Once heard a tale ‘bout a lonely old man Who was lost but he was guided away from sin God found him and he was touched by the lord But I’m not at all like that man We’ve all heard your tired old stories We relate to them less than you do Why bother telling them at all I got many a problems Here comes another one Someday I know I’ll be strong Drop me alone anywhere in the world I swear to god I won’t complain I don’t need stability And I know that I’ll find myself again
4.
Where we gonna prefunk now Where we gonna do a little more than what the law will allow Now that your house is gone Now that the money’s gone Where we gonna prefunk now We don’t want your shitty well drinks anyway We don’t need your patrons telling us we’re gay Where we gonna prefunk now I don’t like your attitude and you don’t like my face You couldn’t pay us to hang out up in this place Where we gonna prefunk now Where we gonna prefunk now Where we gonna do a little more than what the law will allow Now that your house is gone Now that the money’s gone Where we gonna prefunk now I gotta find a spot and I mean right away This fourty’s burning up a hole in my paper bag Where we gonna prefunk now It’s past two and there’s no liquor store that’s near We got the weed just fill our merch case up with beer Where we gonna prefunk now Where we gonna do a little more than what the law will allow Now that your house is gone Now that the money’s gone Where we gonna prefunk now
5.
Bet It All 02:52
There’s no right in revenge No matter how distraught she left you Treat her right, my friend Without spite, every night See the past can’t hurt you brother If you keep your head in her present, yeah Things could be different But they’re not Save you veiled criticism Go patronize another How is one so selfish Caring for others, yeah Sometimes I might bend the rules Other times I just destroy ‘em In the morning when I’m through My dumb ass is thinking If — a good way to start an excuse Which conveys that I’m no use At least not now but I can find out how To twist it all around All the wicked ways I’ve learned The reputation I have earned Is always dragging in my dust I just don’t give a fuck Each coming night is a time to get it right Every new day I bet it all on me Each coming night is a time to get it right Every new day I bet it all on me Don’t call me on the phone Another ring and I might lose it Puffin’ round in the dark so lonely I’d rather abuse it Waiting for so patiently The day my friends surround me When I’ve played it out one thousand times No one ever found me Could — the endless number of the things I Should have done but didn’t when I said I would But what I meant was what I really did Now see, I misunderstood That all the wicked ways I’ve learned The reputation I have earned Is always dragging in my dust I just don’t give a fuck Each coming night is a time to get it right Every new day I bet it all on me Each coming night is a time to get it right Every new day I bet it all on me Each coming night is a time to get it right Every new day I bet it all on me Each coming night is a time to get it right Every new day I bet it all on me
6.
Pulled out the whiskey on the walk Cause I had something to say Couldn’t tell it all on the telephone I guess today’s the day Tell me you like it Tell me I’m breathing And all I really want Is to take you in my arms Missing you and wishing you were closer But leaving you all alone I got enough friends, I wanna love again Take a plane back home Red-eye rising, pack up and leave it all Concord jet to Ensenada Daybreak and face my dues down on the other side And if I’m still alive Nightfall on the sand and watch the turning tide I got a number on my head From back in the day I’d face the drug cartels for you To put this away It’s gonna be alright Can finally see the light And all I really want Is to take you in my arms Missing you and wishing you were closer But leaving you all alone Chorus
7.
Cottonwood 03:00
Who’s that man in the mask always holding me back What’s at the other end of town where nobody is around A sleepy little town with a crooked smile Gets a little wild when the locals come by Do you wanna know how we like to get high? Once you go down that road Nobody gonna know What brought you back into town? She says “truancy” Well what put you back into jail? “Methamphetamine And I got my two kids back at the hotel room” Lifting up her shirt, two names tattooed “You like what you see? Well there’s more of me…” Once you go down that track You ain’t never coming back Brother why you sleeping on your couch? He says “her husband’s back” Well brother why’s he living in your house? “Cause I’m a maniac And I just got reunited with my mom If you want she can get you some valium Would you let her sit in with the band for a song?” Once you go down that track Nobody ever coming back
8.
Leave me high but don’t leave me dry I dreamed I saw the night sky in your eye I’ll have another round but don’t let me die Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight Let me down but don’t hang around I hear your fiddle playing a familiar sound I’ll sing another song before I leave this town Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight Last call I see me falling This ain’t no dream at all And when that moon comes up It’s gonna show me up Pass me by or look me in the eye I’ll make a few laps you can take your time I’ll find out which one by the end of the night Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight Last call I see me falling This ain’t no dream at all And when that moon comes up It’s gonna show me up Leave me high but don’t leave me dry Dreamed I saw the night sky in your eye I’ll have another round but don’t let me die Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
9.
Never felt so alone When I’m lost in a crowd Cryin’ out Hold back tears in the sun I miss my home The house and the farm The cars in the yard I’m never going out again All I really want is someone to talk to I want to find a friend to make my own I tried but I failed Now it’s gone I keep waiting for the day To drift away And see a smile upon my face All the clouds will be embracing me Been longing for so long That I’m content to be alone And sing another lonesome song To another empty room I wish that these days Were just a way to tomorrow I wish that this song Was just a song of sorrow Never felt so alone When I’m lost in a crowd Cryin’ out Hold back tears in the sun I miss my home The house and the farm The cars in the yard I’m never going out again All I really want is someone to talk to I want to find a friend to make my own I tried but I failed Now it’s gone I keep waiting for the spark Somewhere in the dark To keep me believing But I keep leaving home For life out on the road Nobody’s gonna know And with no one as my witness I’m gonna make a difference I wish upon a star That I’ll be home Until that day Here’s a song of sorrow
10.
The first time I fell I took a step toward the light The wind at my back and the moon to my right The sky at my feet and the white grass above Fateful damnation of a lifetime in love That line’s getting close that line in the sand That sentimental line that makes a fool of a man The paper’s on the porch, two birds in my hand And I will live forever if she believes I can Sleeping upside down in a tangle of arms A smile wakes me up awaking cause for alarm A thousand words of love beaming up from the palms Painting houses blind yet I can see the path I’m on Chorus Swept up by a river laughing all the way down I’ll meet you at the bottom if one’s ever to be found With any luck, hand in hand we’ll climb back to the top Cross that line again together and pray we never stop Chorus
11.
Lock eyes, share smiles, pass whiles It is plain to see Hot tubs, sly rubs, big juggs The end of me No passing blame, just licking flames No drawers, no cares, rock on My type to a ‘T’ Getting sauteed, hot coals, hot sun You’re burning me That tan skin, I’m all in I need somebody warming Who makes me sweat and push my luck I need someone who’s willing To kick me out and in the butt Who taught my baby to refrigerate after opening up my heart I wish she would grill me from the start Because the start was really nice, but now it’s too cold to entice Just when I’ve got me too tangled up to leave Six beer, six bails, six months We made it our new routine Now it’s cold stares, tight lips, ignores Honey, you’re right in front of me We both insist until we’re pissed Buckwild, got fired, trainwreck You pick fights, but I can too Cold cuts, sag butts, froze peas I ain’t gone bad - I just don’t want you I’m a tender cut that you froze up Who taught my baby to refrigerate after opening up my heart I wish she would grill me from the start Because the start was really nice, but now it’s too cold to entice Just when I’ve got me too tangled up to leave
12.
These same small fish They keep circling ‘round They recognize my bait And they keep turnin’ it down It’s time I know to move along And it’s surely time for me to find a new pond Don’t the music Don’t stop the party I know my time has come So I’m slipping out the back door These same small bills They keep circulating ‘round I heard there’s more But they escape me somehow Some other people found a hole in the wall But I’m not a follower no not al all Don’t the music Don’t stop the party I know my time has come So I’m slipping out the back door These same small fish They keep circling ‘round They recognize my face And they keep passing it around Well it’s time I know to roll along And it’s surely time for me to get a move on Don’t the music Don’t stop the party I know my time has come So I’m slipping out the back door
13.
My Kitchen 03:36
Moved to the city for the lights and the music I know I’m heated got an ego gotta use it Went a little wild, figured a few things out From my rooftop I could see the water And every month I paid $300 But just last week they tore the whole thing down And now it’s 25 units, 2 grand a piece Suddenly that living is so out of my reach They’re trying to throw me out, out it the streets So now it’s my turn to disturb a little peace And the neighbors all talking, they said we were soaring Smashing champagne bottles at 4 in the morning The cops come by they’re giving us a warning Next time we see ‘em they’ll be coming with a warrant This life we live, it ain’t for everyone Might get a little dirty to have a little fun Ain’t got a lot of money but I got a little dignity I got a little problem with the way you been talking to me If you can’t stand my heat Get the fuck out of my kitchen I’ve smoked the good shit, I’ve done the good blow I don’t mind putting down a piece of my hard-earned dough Damn I look good wearing a suit and tie But I’ve been dead broke, I’ve been laid low I found love at the late-night house show I know that fancy is just a glittery lie But now it’s tapas, martinis, yoga, and juice Nowhere I can see where they might let me get loose I done my time, I paid my dues Now it’s bout time that I talk a little truth And the neighbors all talking, they said we were soaring Smashing champagne bottles at 4 in the morning The cops come by they’re giving us a warning Next time we see ‘em they’ll be coming with a warrant This life we live, it ain’t for everyone Might get a little dirty to have a little fun Ain’t got a lot of money but I got a little dignity I got a little problem with the way you been talking to me If you can’t stand my heat Get the fuck out of my kitchen
14.
Hustler 03:18
Well I was glad to see show And I was sad to see him go But I never once thought about my elevator pitch If we found ourselves alone But I’m a hustler ‘Cause I hustle around in my own little world And my big dumb head’s full of all the things I wanna do before I’m dead And there’s always more Well I tried to make a scene And I knew I was acting bad But never even gave ‘em all the message that I had Oh it wasn’t half bad But I’m a hustler ‘Cause I hustle around in my own little world And my big dumb head’s full of all the things I wanna do before I’m dead And there’s always more I got a woman in my bed And another in my head And you’re walking out the door I don’t ask what for But I’ll say it once more But I’m a hustler ‘Cause I hustle around in my own little world And my big dumb head’s full of all the things I wanna do before I’m dead And there’s always more Well I’m too drunk to die That’s what I thought last night And I’m going straight to hell With a big old yell As if you couldn’t tell But I’m a hustler ‘Cause I hustle around in my own little world And my big dumb head’s full of all the things I wanna do before I’m dead And there’s always more

credits

released July 28, 2023

Tracks 2, 4, 6, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14 recorded by Jordan Cunningham at Sage Arts and produced by Country Lips and Jordan Cunningham

Tracks 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 9 recorded by Trevor Spencer at Way Out and produced by Country Lips and Trevor Spencer

Tracks 1, 3, 5, 8 mixed by Tom Meyers
Tracks 2, 4, 6, 7, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14 mixed by Hamilton Boyce

Mastered by Greg Obis at Chicago Mastering Service

Album art by Becca Fuhrman
Logo design by Column
Cover design by Amy M Huber, Hamilton Boyce and Becca Fuhrman

All songs written by Country Lips

Kenneth Aramaki – Piano, organ
Hamilton Boyce – Electric guitar, vocals, acoustic guitar
Miles Burnett – Drums
Jonah Byrne – Fiddle
Austin Jacobsen – Bass
Alex Leake – Acoustic guitar
Trevor Pendras – Electric guitar, vocals

Tracks 1, 3, 5, 7, 8, 9, Gus Clark – Accordion, mandolin

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