Hey, We Are All Mutts

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released May 3, 2019

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Track Name: Your Love
You say I'm doing
Doing it wrong
Feel like a loser
Don't belong
If this is your love
Don't show me hate
I gotta get away
But I just can't get away
From you

If the sun refused to shine on me
I don't mind
So let that sun fall from above
I don't need your love

I'm on the run now
I'm off the leash
But something's missing
You've got the piece
I'm coming over
You still ain't right
Don't want your morning
Just your tonight

If the sun refused to shine on me
I don't mind
So let that sun fall from above
I don't need your love
Track Name: Beggar
Huddled up curbside, holding a brown sign. Hunger & shame – eyes hungry & shameful. Strugglin’ again you’re back in my bed. Your cardboard lips read, “will work for love.”
Stain my lips, magic marker kisses; everyone knows we’ve been through. I’m holding no bills but believe what you need to.
Beggar. Beggar. No sweat to me, small change, beggar.
(I lie)
I seen you downtown still, with your hand out. Hunger & shame, back lookin’ for change. Drawin’ a new sign, knew I would cruise by… reluctantly I’ll do my ‘good deed.’
With my switch in the off position, you act like there’s no light in town. I’m hiding my bills so come pat my pockets down.
Beggar. Beggar. No sweat to me, small change, beggar.
It’s all that I got (I lie)
Track Name: Everyone Is Everyone
No one’s a punk
No one’s a fag
Tags are just words, and words are a drag
No one’s got blue eyes
No one’s got green
We all were blind ‘fore anyone’d seen
Everyone is everyone else
So shut the fuck up and go fuck yerself
Everyone is everyone else
Let’s shut the fuck up and go fuck ourselves
Everyone’s a sinner
Everyone’s a saint
All of us can all of us cain’t
No one’s a Christian
No one’s a Jew
No one needs no one to know what to do
Everybody’s Ghandi
Everyone’s Khadafi
I don’ speak softly so back the hell up off me
No one’s a thug
Don’t make a stink
We’re all just Mutts
Know what I think?
I think everyone is everyone else
So shut the fuck up and go fuck yerself
Everyone is everyone else
Let’s shut the fuck up and go fuck ourselves
I was walking down Division Avenue on a Wednesday afternoon
And the sun was shining but this cat was throwing lightning bolts in my atmosphere
I don’t mean to step on anyone’s storm cloud – sometimes you gotta go Zeus on a bed of iris –
But I said, “hey there dandelion, let’s make a puppy that sings like a tiger lily.”
Everyone is everyone else
Let’s shut the fuck up and go fuck ourselves
Everyone is everyone else
Everyone is everyone else
So shut the fuck up and go fuck yerself
Everyone is everyone else
Let’s shut the fuck up and go fuck ourselves
I said everyone, I said everyone, I mean EVERYONE is everyone else
I said everyone, I said everyone and I MEAN EVERYONE, I said everyone is everyone else
Track Name: Let's Go (EP Version)
I hear you calling down to me
I won’t be crawling now you see
You smashed it, stuffed it in your pocket
Now we gotta cut and crop it
If we ever wanna drop it
Whoa oh oh, get on the rope
Whoa oh oh…
Let Go
Let’s Go
I want it, you got it
Come on man, just drop it
Let Go
Let’s Go
I gotta come get it
I’ll be there in a minute

Not Waiting for
a Pretty Picture
not Begging for
Symmetry either
there’s a Show Tonight
and we’ve been Uninvited
got No Loot despite our Tryin’
guess we better start a riot
Whoa oh oh, get on the rope
Whoa oh oh…

Let Go
Let’s Go
I want it, you got it
Come on and just drop it
Let Go
Let’s Go
I gotta come get it
I’ll be there in a minute
WE cannot lose

You get fancy to wind up naked
It’s not the deal but I guess you gotta take it
Worst case scenario, you move to Ontario
and drown yourself in a bath

Let Go
Let’s Go
I want it, you got it
Come on man just drop it
Let Go
Let’s Go
I gotta come get it
I’ll be there in a minute
Track Name: If It's Hot, It'll Sell
If it’s hot it’ll sell
With whistles and bells
it’ll fly off the shelves
if it’s hot it’ll move
if it’s hot
it’ll move
Getcha getcha one, getcha getcha one, getcha
Getcha getcha one, getcha getcha one, getcha
Getcha getcha one, getcha getcha one, getcha
Getcha getcha one, getcha two
I’ve heard it all before and I’ll hear it again
If you wanna make it HOT you gonna need me as your friend
I’ll save you some time, do you really wanna make it?
Well if it ain’t HOT just fake it
If it’s hot it’ll sell, if it’s hot it’ll sell
with whistles and bells it’ll fly off the shelves
if it’s hot it’ll move, word dances through two
lips that’ll woo ’til there’s naught left to do
STEP RIGHT UP
Baby, you could shit gold
STEP RIGHT UP
But I can see you’re ice cold
STEP RIGHT UP
We’ll have you smiling endlessly,
but baby come with me ’cause first we gotta fix them teeth
All your dreams will come true, there’ll be no more wishin’
There’s still much to do, and I can smell my commission
There’s no time for practice let’s get you in the game
‘Cause there ain’t nothing to fame but fame
If it’s hot it’ll sell, if it’s hot it’ll sell
with whistles and bells it’ll fly off the shelves
if it’s hot it’ll move, word dances through two
lips that’ll woo ’til there’s naught left to do
If it’s hot it’ll sell, if not – well oh well
give it whistles and bells it’ll fly off the shelves
If it’s hot it’ll move; you can always improve
burn cash as your fuel on a product that’s cool
if it’s hot it’ll sell…
Track Name: Done It Again
I finally figured out
just where things go inside
You see there’s a place for doubt
it’s right behind our eyes.
We fill it in with
all the things
everybody would say
Takin’ bad advice from friends
We’ve don it it again.
Your love is a place
I want to be each time I rise
I’ve tried every road it seems
Now all I do is drive
I look around me,
just streets in towns
I’ve never seen before.
Somewhere I got lost.
Now I don’t know where to go anymore.
I’m so tanlged in you,
now I can’t make up my mind
Seems that we’re through again
but I just can’t leave you behind
So you feel this way too?
Baby nothing’s ever gonna change.
So tell me what’s the use in fighting
when it always end’s up the same?
Track Name: Half Mile
Woke up today, I woke up awake
Turns out the end of the world wasn’t another fake
I’ve slept through an apocalypse or two in my time
But this one was for me, it wasn’t for you
it’s mine
Half a mile from Memphis, twice as far from piece of mind
branches fumble leaves in tired Tennessee sunshine
I’m mulling over last night’s sin;
she stitched lion on my pillow
now I’m a mouse again
I was hailing a cab, she was hailing a cab
but all these neon lights make my girl look so drab
We got helium kisses, we can rise above
the Windy Pissers using their lips for love
for why?
Half a mile from Memphis, twice as far from piece of mind
branches fumble leaves in tired Tennessee sunshine
I’m mulling over last night’s sin;
she stitched lion on my pillow
now I’m a mouse again
Detach yourself, drop your fuckin’ phone
together we’re all just together alone
I got your status right here in my hand
it says, “everything worth doing isn’t planned.”
Half a mile from Memphis, twice as far from piece of mind
branches fumble leaves in tired Tennessee sunshine
I’m mulling over last night’s sin;
she stitched lion on my pillow
now I’m a mouse again
Track Name: Not Ready
Found God in her room,
Mama said, “not ready.”
Looked up to the moon,
Moon Man said, “you not ready.”
Dipped down through the flume,
water felt so heavy.
Dropped change on some tunes,
jukebox said, “you’re too heady.”
I wanted a flock my feathers fit.
I needed to straighten out my shit.
I’m gon’ get down in the water.
I need to wash and get myself clean.
Suit coat, I couldn’t breathe.
So my lungs, I spit ’em out.
Pant hem, to the knees.
My legs, I cut ’em down.
It’s true I know I shoulda found myself a better tailor.
But I spent all my money on a suit that looked the shit.
Now that I’ve bled out you can bury me early – but dapper.
Instead of fitting it I shoulda found a suit that fit.
CHORUS
I’m shedding confidence like oaks unders November frost,
embarassed by my fleeting leaves and my rooted thoughts.
The concept lingers like Fall cumulus – fat and low.
I pray for rain just to get wet with what I need to know.
CHORUS
Track Name: God, Country, Grave
Her tongue told of scrambled eggs and cigarettes,
not her notebook full of I-just-haven’t-yet’s.
She greets me in the morning with her Listerine kisses.
Her game genie daddy’s grants her endless wishes.
Jesus took a shower down Venice Beach,
washing off the salt from the waves.
Her Daddy’s in the church underneath a flag.
You know what they say, “God, Country, Grave.”
Skyscrapers cover up the harvest moon.
Feeling like a seed cast on stone.
A night so cold it was itchin’;
it ain’t just the roots that won’t leave her alone.
No it’s not the girl, and it’s not the war
it ain’t the general, or his orders
it’s not the getting lost, or the cost or the fate –
it’s the thought you hate.
I would take it all back, but it’s no good.
I would take it all back, if I could.
Track Name: Bury You
You left my house,
locked my lock,
set me key underneath a rock,
and drove away.
With no goodbye,
no parting note…
just one cold stone
like my hardened heart
meant to be alone
and hide away what lets you inside.
Well down into the earth with the pleasure and the pain
cover it with dirt like a seed in need of rain
Put it in the Earth’s all that I can do
I gotta bury you.
With our last cork
Woodford Reserve
the presents don’t last
and in the past they hurt;
one and the same, now they’re one and the same.
Because the dishes don’t need washing,
the bed’s always half-made,
there’s nothing in the laundry
I need less day
What to do…
Down into the earth with the pleasure and the pain
cover it with dirt like a seed in need of rain
Put it in the Earth’s all that I can do
I gotta bury you.
I see you standing by the side of the road
looking for somewhere to go far away from me
I see you standing by the side of the road
but you’ll never know what you did to me.
So down into the earth with the pleasure and the pain
cover it with dirt like a seed in need of rain
Put it in the Earth’s all that I can do
I gotta bury you.
Down into the earth though the love had set me free
cover it with dirt now it’s dead to me
I gotta bury you.
All I need to know
Mother, Daughter and Holy Ghost
tell me I can change.
Track Name: Pray Like a Vigilante
I’m in a marriage of convenience with Jebus
We are one deep down in my heart
but not legally so,
because down here you know
we’re keepin’ all the faggots apart.
I impart the Good Book from its shelf
of course, the Good Word needs our help,
’cause it’s wrong to love a man as you love yourself…
If you don’t win ’em all you don’t win at all
If you settle for pick and choose, honey you just lose
But if you pray like a vigilante
well welcome to my country
grab your cross
grab your gun
and do as you please.
I’m in a marriage of convenience with Jebus
his love I bring forth every day
like saints in Hum-Vs
at home and overseas
His message on each word I say
Our Father who art upon high
for our sins you sent your son to die
and if you would execute – than why wouldn’t I?
If you don’t win ’em all you don’t win at all
If you settle for pick and choose, honey you just lose
But if you pray like a vigilante
well welcome to my country
grab your cross
grab your gun
and do as you please.
Track Name: Shake It Up
Sitting in the corner, guess I’m not such a real good boy
Mama says I’m far too old to be playing with toys
“Put down your kaleidoscope and check your blind spot, son”
This direction’s left for dead – it’s time to turn instead
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Shake it up, shake it up
Don’t know the difference between old timers and has-beens
I’m not gonna stick around to find where I fit in
My ego busted off, my rearview bustin’ seems
Now nothing’s far away, not as far as it seems
I cracked my lookin’ back
Packed a stolen Cadillac
Found a tattered map
I’m going wherever it leads
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Shake it up, shake it up
Only my confusion has the confidence
To stand up and be counted ‘though it makes no sense
The dirt is always cleaner so I hop the fence
And shake it up shake it up shake it up shake it again
Once I had it figured out I left it in the dust
Yes is not an answer I will ever learn to trust
Lean in for the lesson, hear I’ll whisper in your ear…
shhhhhhhhhake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
shake it up.
Track Name: Five of a Kind
This river is a line between us and them
This river is a line between us and them
This river is a line between us and them
God made it to divide, who can argue with Him?
He put you on a side with your only friends
He put you on a side so that you could make friends
He put you on a side and them gon’ be your friends
But the river will wind, and the river will bend
CUT THE STRINGS ON YOUR MARIONETTE
and step aside if you ain’t gonna bet
Jacks are wild, and we ain’t in a rush
you know that Five of a Kind will always beat a straight flush
The Devil is alive and he looks like Hell
The Devil is alive and he looks like Hell
The Devil is alive and he looks like Hell
But you know what they say – oh well, oh well, oh well
He put you on a side with your only friends
He put you on a side so that you could make friends
He put you on a side and them gon’ be your friends
But the river will wind, and the river will bend
CUT THE STRINGS ON YOUR MARIONETTE
and step aside if you ain’t gonna bet
Jacks are wild, and we ain’t in a rush
you know that Five of a Kind will always beat a straight flush
Stop steppin’ on my side
I got my side you got your side
Stay steppin’ on your side
You got your side I got my side
I’m steppin’ on tall pines
You’re steppin’ on apple orchards
I’m steppin’ on tall pines
I got my side you got your side now…
Track Name: Junior
You been walkin’ in the footsteps of your father
Ain’t no door you wouldn’t close to make a dime
You always wanted to be rich like your father
now you’re just like him – you’ll only end up doing time
While you’re walkin’ in the footsteps of your father,
it’s toward the penitentiary you fly your kite
And when there’s no more wind we’ll find you been gamblin’
with everybody’s cash – kid your ass is doin’ time.
Junior, you’ve got big shoes to fill.
I been thinkin’ about Ohio in December
the smoke stacks dormant as the bramble and the pine
with vacant parking lots, and vacant present hiding spots
when all move from assembly to unemployment lines
So I’ve been thinkin’ about the footsteps of my father
how he did all he could to keep a workin’ line
so I’d be proud to walk the footsteps of my father.
and just like him I gotta make a set of mine.
Junior, you’ve got big shoes to fill.
Whoa yeah…
Conglomerates designed to penetrate
and just take, take, take.
It’s what they got Junior learning in class now…
but he won’t know it ’til he’s on his way back down.
Track Name: Trust
You gave me a reason to stay here,
gave me a reason to go.
You gave me a reason to eat up,
gave me a reason to choke.
Went to bed with the bottle,
stayed up all night with your lust.
Woke up today with a reason –
it sure as hell ain’t your trust.
Now you’re sore from all your scrubbing
but it won’t wash off.
Tore right into the surface,
but it won’t wash off.
Decorate or decompose,
you can’t change what’s inside –
and it’ll come up to the surface
when you most want it to hide.
I’m gonna be the man who throws you in jail,
shoplifting love outta my garage sale.
Used and worn through just the way that you need
it locks you up each time you swallow my key.
Tightened up my jaw now;
a man must never cry.
This morning we were screaming,
heavy breathing feels like a lie.
Now it feels so empty leaving,
’cause I don’t know that I must.
There’s love upon your surface
underneath I doubt there’s trust.
You gave me a reason for living,
gave me a reason to die.
You gave me a reason to give in,
dangled a reason to try.
Told me to speak my peace
so you could go and speak yours…
now we got so much peace we done started a war.
Track Name: Prizefighter
My God it’s late, honey where you been?
Before she could lie, it’s already forgiven
It’s written so plainly in her eyes
I’ve read this before – it always ends in her smile
She never loved me
but she never tried
And he never lover her
until she was mine
It ain’t my fault
my heart is so hard
it’s covered in bruises and battlescars;
these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.
Yeah, well it ain’t my fault
is such a stupid phrase
usually said by the one who’s to blame
I step in the ring
and I let down my gloves
I’m throwing the fight
’cause I think I’m in love.
Her pillow’s cold, even colder than before
she called out a name I couldn’t ignore.
Maybe with time, growing up will prove
to be the difference between experienced and used.
She doesn’t love me
but i wish she would try
just thinking ’bout leaving
is making me tired.
It ain’t my fault
my heart is so hard
it’s covered in bruises and battlescars;
these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.
Yeah, well it ain’t my fault
is such a stupid phrase
usually said by the one who’s to blame
I step in the ring
and I let down my gloves
I’m throwing the fight
now isn’t that love?
It ain’t my fault
my heart is so hard
it’s covered in bruises and battlescars;
these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.
Yeah, well it ain’t my fault
is such a stupid phrase
soon as it’s said, well I know i’m to blame
I step in the ring
and I let down my gloves
I’ve thrown every fight
when I think I’m in love.