1. |
A Diamond is a Diamond
03:43
|
|||
|
A diamond is a diamond
A demand is a demand
Sometimes you won't like the news
But you'll take it like a lamb
No more rogue adventures
No more solitary stands
And no more lonely rides out on the land
All your demons are demeaning
And your appetites are bland
If you don't like the menu son
You can eat out of a can
Some things ain't for certain
Some things you won't understand
And sometimes you get the final word from the backside
Of a hand
Oooee ain't that funny
Oooee hot damn
Will she still call me baby
When I'm cryin' like a man
A diamond is a diamond
A demand is a demand
Hell surely hath no fury
Like a man down fifteen grand
Some things ain't so certain
But most will cost a few clams
And nothing says forever like a shining
Pile of sand
Oooee ain't that funny
Oooee hot damn
Will she still call me baby
When I'm cryin' like a man
|
||||
2. |
Time to Go
03:06
|
|||
|
Babe grab your jacket, hit the door
Leave the salt and ketchup on the floor
I'll grab a to-go bag and settle up the tab
We had a good night, played a wild show
But they don't want us here no more
Egg is frying in the pan
Dust is settling again
Gone the loose womens, gone the loose mens
The diner at daytime is a family place I'm told
And they don't want us here no more
One more yawn, hit the john, time to go
One more sip, one last drip, time to go
Pack the van, come on man, time to go
Shake a leg, that's what they said
Man I was tired anyhow
You don't gotta 86 us now
Gave you all our money and played you songs galore
We broke a table, but fixed a leaky hole
But you don't want us here no more
We had a good night, played a wild show
But they don't want us here no more
|
||||
3. |
Heads and a Tail
03:05
|
|||
|
I’m a two sided nickel with a heads and a tail
One lands in heaven, the other lands in hell
Ones lands in church and the other lands in jail
You never ever never can tell
I flip it every morning when I wake up and rise
Look down at the floor and rub both my eyes
How this brand new day will go for me
I flip that old nickel and see
Will I get fat, or I get skinny
Will I act dumb, or I get witty
Some days ugly, other pretty
I bounce that nickel of a jaguars titty
I’m a two sided nickel with a heads and a tail
One won’t buy, and one won’t sell
One stood up, the other fell
You never ever never can tell
Guess you could say that I got two sides
One just laughs, the other just cries
Which one from my bed will rise
I flip that nickel, and shut my eyes
Will I stay poor, or hit it big
Will I find gold, or just a twig
Will she love he for who is him
Or will she see my evil twin
Will I get caught, or case go cold
Will I get shot, or make parole
Will I eat dirt, or casserole
You never know
I’m a two sided nickel with a heads and a tail
One lands in heaven and the other lands in hell
Ones lands in church and the other lands in jail
You never ever never can tell
|
||||
4. |
Terrible Terry
05:09
|
|||
|
Terrible Terry had a piano problem
Some of y'all know what I mean
Too many songs and no one who could lead 'em
No one that is but big T
Terrible started out singing on Sundays
Reading his lines from the pews
But after a while he never handled a hymnal
And got by on ivory and booze
Whenever T met with a lonely piano
No mater how old or detuned
He couldn't resist just dragging it back home
To increasingly chock a block rooms
So Terrible's aggregate piano problems
Were 7 or 8 I recall
3 in the bedroom and 3 in the kitchen
And 1 or 2 out in the hall
Terrible Terrible Terrible Terrible Terrible Terrible
Terry's Terrible
Trouble is Terry had a sweetheart with a limit
A limit she tried to ignore
Til the night he came home with another old upright
And got it stuck in the front door
She goes or I go said Terry's old lady
And knew that this time would be hard
Then Terry got out a tow chain from his pickup
And dragged the thing out in the yard
The doorframe came with it and so did the wall
Not to mention the porch and two trees
And the whole pile lay out there drinking the rain
While Terry stood by looking pleased
Terrible terrible terrible terrible terrible terrible
Terry's terrible
When Terry's wife left him to deal with his wreck
And found a more reasonable home
Terry gazed out where the wall was still missing
And felt empty and old and alone
For months that piano sat under an old ginkgo
Gathering berries and leaves
Til Terry completed a new home addition
And went back to tickling keys
Terrible terrible terrible terrible terrible terrible
Terry's terrible
|
||||
5. |
Midnight Man
03:41
|
|||
|
Lost little lamb
With a buffalo tan
I got blood on my shirt
I got a cut on my hand
And I’m a midnight man, I’m a midnight man
I took your advice
And put in on ice
You got maraschino lips
And sweet vermouth eyes
And I’m a midnight man, I’m a midnight man
I’m wearing your perfume
In an sacred tomb
You got flowers on the wall
Of your hotel room
And I’m a midnight man, I’m a midnight man
Slip into the oil
Of a jet black night
Red shootin' star
Of a broken tail light
I’m a midnight man, I’m a midnight man
I told you honey, I can’t tell ya where I’m goin’. It’s for your own good.
But I promise that if I can make it back here alive, everything will be better than it was before.
Rollin' down the window
A california breeze
Cigarette tracers
And jangling keys
And I’m a midnight man, I’m a midnight man
|
||||
6. |
Move that Bun
05:06
|
|||
|
Well I used to wake up
With eyes open wide
Living days out in a straight line
Never straying to the side
Getting high on nothing
But the mountains in the sky
Well then I started wondering
What the hell was my reward
For walking a road so narrow
And feeling kind of bored
So I rolled into the city
Where the streets were wide and hard
Downtown I met someone
Who didn't give a name
And told me living in the shadows
Was living just the same
And poured me our a dark and stormy
So I sat and let it rain
Yum yum taste that rum
Woke up in a cold sweat
Day hit me like a train
Didn't know which way my home was
Didn't even know my name
So I lit out running
Past the hills across the plains
Run run move that bun
All the way to California
Living high off the land
Where the world it was my oyster
Every wish was a command
Ran down to greet the ocean
And the pearls out on the sand
These days I run for refuge
Where the air is clear and dry
No clouds and no temptation
Every darkening my eyes
Staying high on nothing
But the mountains in the sky
Run run move that bun
|
||||
7. |
Eat My Hand
04:02
|
|||
|
Sometimes you can't shake the doom
You feel it settle round you like a living room
And when they get all over you
Here's three words they'll understand
Eat My Hand
Eat my hand for breakfast
Eat my hand all day
Keep on through the evening
Cause it won't go away
Sometimes you don't know the tune
But you still sing along just like you think you do
Pick up your guitar
Tell the strings your new command
Eat My Hand
|
||||
8. |
Six Pack, Bread and Mayo
01:39
|
|||
|
This little doggy don’t sleep no more
He’s got two little kittens who need it more
He pulls on his boots and heads to the store
To get a six pack bread and mayo
He gets a six pack bread and mayo
That ain’t too healthy
This little doggy is a jungle gym
He’s got two little monkeys climbing over him
It’s been a lot of fun but when he’s done
He gets the six pack bread and mayo
He gets a six pack bread and mayo
That ain’t too healthy
This little doggy don’t sleep no more
He finally fall asleep and starts to snore
But the window breaks he’s gotta stay up late
To get a six pack bread and mayo
To get a six pack bread and mayo
And fix the window
This little doggy used to be the man
A rollin’ stone without a plan
Now he stays in town and hangs around
To get the six pack bread and mayo
He gets a six pack bread and mayo
Summer comes along and they hit the pool
Mama’s lookin’ good and he’s feeling’ cool
But it ain’t so great, you know he’s outta shape
Because of six pack bread and mayo
Because of six pack bread and mayo
That ain’t too healthy
|
||||
9. |
Dance Me to the Exit
03:46
|
|||
|
Darling will you dance me to the exit
Cause I don't need this dealin' and deceivin' anymore
Play Fats Domino out in the headlights of our car
With the moon and the stars up above
Honey will you hold my hand forever
So I don't end up twirlin' with some other lonely lamb
Save it for the Drifters and our last dance in the sand
With the moon and the stars up above
Sweetheart will you let me sleep tomorrow
So I don't have to see you in the sunshine when I rise
Jukebox lights neon and the flash of your green eyes
Are the moon and the stars and our love
|
||||
10. |
||||
|
Well I traveled far to get here, did a lot of good
Read the bible and lived like it said I should
Never said a bad word, never cursed
I rehearsed to be an angel and sang each verse
Oh I took the high road, and when I grew old
I looked forward to those streets of gold
But heaven ain’t got tacos and beers
Why didn’t anyone tell me
Heaven ain’t got tacos and beers
What in the hell are we doin' here
When I asked him for the check he said buddy what the heck
I ain’t even read you all of our specials yet
I said, Michael Angel, angel please
Would you show me the exit, I gotta to leave
Out the window, I was free
Left my halo my wallet and silky white wings
Cause heaven ain’t got tacos and beers
Why didn’t anyone tell me
That heaven ain’t got tacos and beers
What in the hell are we doin’ here
|
||||
Loose Lemons
If you like Loose Lemons, you may also like:
Skipping Stone
by Trevor Dickson
supported by 10 fans who also own “At the Aloha Lounge”
"I never let you down / you never let me try" — rarely do ten words encapsulate so many emotions. This album is a gem.
go to album
Passion Fruits
by Trevor Dickson
supported by 9 fans who also own “At the Aloha Lounge”
One of my favorite albums of all time! This record has huge heart and there is something for everyone here.
go to album
Sacred Gems of the Past
by Trevor Dickson
supported by 5 fans who also own “At the Aloha Lounge”
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Mar 1, 2024
go to album
In The Midst of You
by Brad stank
Brad Stank taps into the spiritual side of slow jams on his latest.
go to album
Reissued by UK label Death is Not the End “The System” is a sugar-sweet slice of ’80s digital reggae.
go to album
