1. |
Banking on the Sun
03:25
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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
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2. |
Wish I Was in Nashville
03:46
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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
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3. |
Find Myself Again
02:51
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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
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4. |
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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
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5. |
Bet It All
02:52
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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
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6. |
Turn the Tide
03:28
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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
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7. |
Cottonwood
03:00
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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
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8. |
Tonight Tonight Tonight
02:08
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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
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9. |
Lost in a Crowd
04:37
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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
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10. |
Sentimental Line
02:31
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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
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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
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12. |
Same Small Fish
02:59
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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
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13. |
My Kitchen
03:36
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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
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14. |
Hustler
03:18
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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
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