Hey, We Are All Mutts

by Mutts

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Your Love 03:52
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
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Beggar 02:56
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)
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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
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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
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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…
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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?
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Half Mile 02:20
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
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Not Ready 02:25
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
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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.
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Bury You 04:31
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.
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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.
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Shake It Up 02:54
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.
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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…
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Junior 03:16
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.
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Trust 03:59
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.
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Prizefighter 04:49
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.

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released May 3, 2019

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