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by Fowlmouth

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about

Recorded in Kelly Mackay's basement between the summer of 2014 and winter of 2015, Kenosha Wisconsin.

Thanks to Kelly, our families and our friends.

credits

released October 13, 2015

David Aiello - Electric Bass
Guy Crucianelli - Electric Guitar
Tom Selear - Drums, backing vocals
Jeff Moody - Words, vocals, harmonica

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Track Name: West Side Baby
I got a baby, she grew up on the west side
She's got pockets full of rattlesnake hide
I got a baby, she grew up on the west side

She says the devil, he's a tricky thing
He can even hide in a string
I think he's hiding in her wedding ring

I got a baby, she grew up on the west side
She's got pockets full of rattlesnake hide
I got a baby, she grew up on the west side

Her old man, he's a real screamer
She beat him down with a vacuum cleaner
He got mean, she got meaner
Track Name: Our Tanks, Your Trouble
We came from miles and miles to come to your town
Don't bother to get up
We'll just push you back down
We came from miles and miles to come to your town
We didn't come all this way to just fuck around
Around
We didn't come to fuck around

Our tanks
Your trouble
Our tanks
Your trouble

We came from miles and miles to come to your town
We're gonna break all your laws
And throw 'em around
We came from miles and miles to come to your town
Open up everything you've got, we're gonna drink it all down
Down
We're gonna drink it all down

Our tanks
Your trouble
Our tanks
Your trouble
Track Name: Another Ordinary Day
They found your bed like you left it a week ago
Soaking up the rain pouring through the open window
They said that rainwater kept your cat alive
Along with a natural instinct to survive

Who left the message down at the vice division?
Who pays the price for your string of bad decisions?
There is a weight crushing everyone you know
Digging through their closets for their funeral clothes

Was it supposed to be another ordinary day?

Did you slip?
Did you lose your grip, and
Float away?

They found your body like you left it at the hotel
Crumpled on the carpet
No note
No farewell
The rumors blew up like a natural disaster
Filling in the blanks left waiting for answers

All we can do is gather at the cemetary
Weep with the rain as your body is buried
Can you see us underneath these black umbrellas
If you could speak
What would you tell us?

Was it supposed to be another ordinary day?

Did you slip?
Did you lose your grip, and
Float away?
Track Name: School Prayer Will Save Our Nation's Youth
Bobby is a punk, and
His Dad is a drunk
And together, they torture their pets
As far as bad seeds are concerned
Bobby is as bad as it gets

He sleeps through English class
Talks only with his fists
At school Bobby's known as
A teenage terrorist

They say that kids today
Have no regard for the rules
They say the nation's doomed
And the future too
But we can make up for the parenting we didn't do

Just pass a law that would make 'em say
Just pass a law that would make 'em say a prayer at school

Ann started a band and
she called it The Sandy Hooks
Her mom gave her the idea
Her teachers gave her dirty looks

Ann drove her locker partner
To the point of suicide
Her Mom threw Ann a party
When they heard the girl almost died

They say that kids today
Are simply callous and cruel
They say that kids today
They all belong in a zoo
But we can make up for the parenting we didn't do

Just pass a law that would make 'em say
Pass a law that would make 'em say
Just pass a law that would make 'em say
Just pass a law that would make 'em say a prayer at school

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Track Name: An Act Of Severance
Anytime at all is good for falling down dead drunk
Morning, noon or night
It's a matter of preference
When every table's turned and every thought
Has been thunk
Pour another round, it's an act of severance

Sad wounded animals
Poor broken radicals
No one can isolate
The problem chemical
Sad wounded animals
Cold and mechanical
Just stroll right past the things
That you find laughable

Would it be so bad if the world came to a sudden end?
A silent part of us is waiting for that day
Sleep would never end
And we wouldn't have to pretend
If some heroic cataclysm made everything go away

Sad wounded animals
Poor broken radicals
No one can isolate
The problem chemical
Sad wounded animals
Cold and mechanical
Just scroll right past the things
That you find laughable

Yeah
It's an act of severance
Yeah
It's an act of severance
Yeah
It's an act of severance
Yeah
It's and act of severance
Track Name: Vaguely Intense
Well every once in awhile I get the idea that you love me
But most of the time I gotta wonder if you're ever thinking of me
Someday, maybe maybe baby you'll climb down off the fence
The way that you love me, baby
Is so vaguely intense

Baby baby you drive me wild but then you give me a shrug and sigh
Minutes later your climbing up on me like I'm some kind of ride
I've tried explaining it to people but it just don't make no sense
The way that you love me, baby
Is so vaguely intense

Yeah, yeah
Track Name: Coltrane
My baby and I
We've been together for awhile
She lights up
Entire city blocks when she smiles
And while this is true
There's one thing you don't wanna do
Because when she gets mad
She'll turn the sky black from blue

And here's a word of warning
As reliable as a weather vane
You best run for cover
When she's listening
To Coltrane

It was five years ago
On this very night
Some loud mouth chick
In a downtown bar started a fight
I don't recall what it was about
Or why she called my baby out
But within an hours time
That girl was gutted like a lake trout

And as she lay there gasping in the
Mud and blood and relentless rain
The jukebox played "Resolution"
By Coltrane

As we made that girls body go away
We had no words to say
And it remained that way
For days and days and days and days
Finally curiosity
It got the best of me
So I asked if I should worry
And this is what she said to me

"Baby, you know I love you but
You better know that before I bring the pain
I hear Gabriel's horn blowing when
You're hearing Coltrane"
Track Name: Let's Take What We Can Get
I'd love to spend all day in bed with you
But that's a dream that won't come true
So let's take what we can get

There's bill to pay
And problems to be pushed away
Our time is tight
So let's take what we can get

I'd love to spend each day
Exactly the way
That we've got it right now

The two of us
We're pretty good together
We're gonna make it someway, somehow

At work all day, I dream of running away
So I can be with you
Taking what I can get

I hurry up and wait
I can't concentrate
But a job is a job and I'll
Take what I can get

I'd love to spend each day
Exactly the way
That we've got it right now

The two of us
We're pretty good together
We're gonna make it someway, somehow
Track Name: You've Got To Scrape That Ego Off Of Your Soul
When I wake up
In the morning
And i ain't quite thinking so clear
I wanna give myself a
Big wet kiss
As soon as I see myself in the mirror
Because I'm as pretty
As I am vain
I'm a loud motherfucker
I'm a royal pain
Master's degree in vanity
That's why I got to remember
What my mama told me

She said "Scrape"
"Scrape that ego off of your soul"
"You gotta scrape"
"Scrape that ego off of your soul"

She said
"Baby, you've always been
the apple of your own eye"
"You've always expected all that is good
to fall into your lap from the sky"
"But you can't always be the best of show"
"You can't always stand on top of the heap"
"Life is one long game of quid quo pro"
"And the only thing that you really need to know

is how to scrape,
scrape that ego off of your soul"
"You gotta scrape
scrape that ego off of your soul"
"You got to scrape
scrape that ego off of your soul"
"You got to scrape
that ego off of your soul"

Well if you wanna be truly happy
If you wanna be truly free
Put yourself in the service of others
You got
To
Serve somebody

And scrape
Scrape that ego off of your soul
You gotta scrape
Scrape that ego off of your soul
You got to scrape
Scrape that ego off of your soul
You got to scrape
That ego off of your soul

And it's work
Hard work
Yeah, it's work
It's a hard, hard work
Yeah, it's work
Hard work
Yeah, it's work
It's a hard, hard work, hey
Track Name: The Party's Over
The party's over
Warm beer and cold sweat
We've smoked every last cigarette
And ran out of rules to break

The party's over
All of the furniture is out on the lawn
All we have left is our leftover yawn
As dawn slowly breaks

We all had a real good time
Inflicting victimless crimes
It's time to say good night my friends
Every good thing must come to an end

The party's over
Throw your credit cards into the flames
The cops will be here taking names
And taking folks downtown

The party's over
Give us a big red bloody smile
This'll be the last bash for awhile
Until it all calms down

The good times, they're gone for good
Press your face up against the hood
Red and blue party lights
Now it's time to say goodnight