LYRICS FOR THE BEGINNING OF THE ENDING: 2013 (IN ALBUM ORDER)

 

VICIOUS VEGAS

N. HENSLEY

IT’S A COLD NIGHT ON THE OLD STRIP IN VEGAS

I SWEAR I JUST SAW MY BREATH

THERE’S A WHOLE BURNING THROUGH MY POCKET

MAYBE ROLL THE DICE WITH WHAT I GOT LEFT

 

MMM…MMM…MMM…MMMM

 

YA KEEP YER HEAD DOWN, AVOID THE HOOKERS

THIS ONE’S GOTTA STORY TO TELL

‘BOUT THE HOPELESS ROAD THAT TOOK HER…

…DREAMS AND DROPPED HER OFF IN HELL

 

               CHANGE: YOU’RE SOOOOOOOO VICIOUS VEGAS (2X)

 

SCREAMS AND SLOT MACHINES THEY ROLL TOGETHER

IT’S A VEGAS SYMPHONY

I WATCH THE STRANGE AND WEIRD AND WONDER…

IF THEY’RE STARIN’ BACK AT ME

 

MMM…MMM…MMM…MMMM

 

KEEP MY HEAD UP, DODGE THE LIMOS

LOAD THE BACHLORS, STOCK THE BAR

THE DRIVER WAIVES THE FAIR CAUSE HE KNOWS

THEY’LL SPEND THEIR MORTGAGE ON THEIR VISA CARDS

 

               CHANGE: YOU’RE SOOOOOOOO VICIOUS VEGAS (2X)

 

               GUITAR SOLO

 

THE CLUB KIDS, THEY HIT THE STREETS LIKE CLOCKWORK

BOTTLED WATER IN EACH HAND

I USE TO WONDER WHY THEY GOT SO THIRSTY

NOW I THINK I UNDERSTAND

 

 

               CHANGE: YOU’RE SOOOOOOOO VICIOUS VEGAS (2X)

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Zooey

N. Hensley (B HARP) (capo 4)

 

I’ve stared at these waves before

On and empty beach of at the Cliffs of Mohr

And if this old memory serves

It had crystal white sands and crescent moon curves

 

I remember being lost back then

When I lost my brother and my only friend

But if this old memory serves

I made one bad decision and got what I deserved

 

                   Chorus: Ohh Zooey…  You don’t know me like I do

                                          Ohh Zooey…  No one gets me quite like… you do

 

Somedays I don’t think good thoughts

Sometimes I wonder how I’m still here

Somedays I feel like being alone

Other days it’s my biggest fear

 

Could I leave here and never look back?

Under a blue moon I ask myself…

Maybe I should cash in my savings for a motorbike?

Move to Brooklyn… make Zooey my wife

 

Chorus: Ohh Zooey…  You don’t know me like I do

                                      Ohh Zooey…  No one gets me quite like… you do

 

There’s a Silverstien poem with the arrow in the sky

Where it hits a white cloud that was floating by

The cloud falls and dies right to the shore

But now I’m a man, I don’t shoot arrows anymore

 

All these decisions well they to follow me

And the words they don’t come so easily

And if this old memory serves

She had indie film eyes and movie star curves

 

 

Chorus: Ohh Zooey…  You don’t know me like I do

                                   Ohh Zooey…  No one gets me quite like… you do

                        Don’t you?

 

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THREE BOTTLES IN AND THE FIRST EDITION

N. HENSLEY

 

THEY’RE THREE BOTTLES IN

HE DRINKS WHISKEY   ….SHE DRINKS GIN

BUT HE CAN’T THINK ABOUT HER

‘CAUSE SHE STILL THINKS ABOUT… HIM

 

BUT THE BOOZE, IT AIN’T THE SADDEST PART

THE TWO ARE EVEN WORSE,  …WHEN THEY’RE APART

BUT HE STILL CAN’T THINK ABOUT HER

‘CAUSE SHE REMINDS HIM OF HER FATHER

 

                        CHORUS:

                                        AND THE INSCRIPTION ON THE FIRST EDITION

                                        IT READ SON….

                                        IF YOU MEET ANOTHER, LIKE YOUR MOTHER

                                        TURN AROUND AND RUN

 

                                        BUT IF YOU’RE HELL BENT ON LOVE

                                        AND YOU THINK SHE’S THE ONE

                                        CARVE YOUR NAMES IN STONE

                                        SO THEY CAN’T BE UNDONE

 

SOLO

 

THEY’RE THREE BOTTLES IN

HE DRINKS WHISKEY   …WHILE SHE STARES AT HIM

BUT HE CAN’T THINK ABOUT HER

‘CAUSE SHE REMINDS HIM OF HIS MOTHER

 

BUT THE BOOZE IT AIN’T THE STRANGEST PART

IT WAS ALWAYS THERE   …FROM THE START

JUST LIKE HIS MOTHER

FELL FOR HER FATHER

 

                        CHORUS:

                                        AND THE INSCRIPTION ON THE FIRST EDITION

                                        IT READ HUN….

                                        IF YOU MEET ANOTHER, LIKE YOUR FATHER

                                        TURN AROUND AND RUN

 

                                        BUT IF YOU’RE HELL BENT ON LOVE

                                        AND YOU THINK HE’S THE ONE

                                        CARVE YOUR NAMES IN STONE

                                        SO THEY CAN’T BE UNDONE

 

SOLO

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“Somewhere” Alabama

N. Hensley

 

She left a few weeks back.  Took her photos and her clothes.

 

Headed for her Sister’s in “Somewhere” Alabama… where it never snows.

 

A 1000 minutes, a 1000 miles, thrill of being on the run.

 

She took his left hook.  And then she took his only son.

 

 

A little cash for gas, from a “John” at the Waffle House.

 

Her boy asleep in the back seat,  as quiet as a mouse.

 

She brought old cassettes and cigarettes to help pass the time.

 

Never once regretting who or what she may or may not have left behind.

 

      CHORUS:       WAIT… FOR EACH OTHER

 

                             AND TAKE CARE…. (ALWAYS TAKE CARE) OF ONE ANOTHER (2X)

 

Just outta Nashville, the sunset lights the halfway mark.

 

But a busted headlight… deters her from driving in the dark.

 

1000 minutes, a 1000 miles, the thrill of being on the run

 

…She didn’t come this far to have the cops take back her only son

 

The boy in the back seat should never know what his father had done

 

 

      CHORUS:       WAIT… FOR EACH OTHER

 

                             AND TAKE CARE…. OF ONE ANOTHER (2X) …. solo

 

She left a few days back.  Burned all his photos on the stove

 

Headed for her Sister’s in “Somewhere” Alabama… where God only knows

 

A 1000 minutes, a 1000 miles and one good reason to run. (Sometimes we all just have to run)

 

She took his left hook, then she took his only son

 

REPEAT: The boy in the back seat would never know what his mother had done

 

 

      CHORUS:       WAIT… FOR EACH OTHER

 

                             AND TAKE CARE…. OF ONE ANOTHER (3X)

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AWKWARD CORRESPONDENCE 

N. HENSLEY 

 

HIM)               I WOULD LOVE TO … GET TO KNOW YOU

                       GRAB SOME COFFEE …CATCH A MOVIE

 

                       WOULD YOU WANT TO …EVER MEET ME

                       GRAB AN ICED TEA …  KEEP IT LOW KEY

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HER)               I WOULD LOVE TO  … GET TO KNOW YOU

                       GRAB SOME COFFEE    …  KEEP IT LOW KEY

 

                       WOULD YOU WANT TO … COME AND GET ME

                         OR JUST MEET ME … AT 7:30

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HIM)               I WOULD LOVE TO … COME AND GET YOU

                        

HER)               I DRINK ICE TEA

 

HIM)               I DRINK COFFEE

 

HER)               BUT I’M NOT THIRSTY

 

HIM)               I AM LONELY

 

HER)             WILL YOU LOVE ME

 

HIM)             WILL YOU HURT ME

 

DUET)           WILL YOU LOVE ME…. WILL YOU HURT ME

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Forgetting

N. HENSLEY

 

MY MUSCLES CONTRACT

AS I TRY AND RELAX

AND FORGET WHAT I THINK I MAY KNOW

 

BUT THE FEELINGS COME BACK

WITH ANXIETY ATTACKS

AND THEY JUST WON’T GO AWAY

NO THEY JUST WON’T GO AWAY

 

        CHORUS:     OH, THIS IS GONNA BE TOUGHER THAN I THOUGHT

                          FORGIVING (YOU) THAT’S THE EASY PART

                          FORGETTING IS (HIM IS) NOT

 

(WELL) I TRY AND MOVE ON

(AND) FIX WHAT WENT WRONG

BUT THESE THOUGHTS THEY CREEP BACK IN MY HEAD

 

SO I FREEZE FRAME A SMILE

AND I’M OKAY FOR AWHILE

‘CAUSE (NOW) ALL THE BAD PARTS OF ME ARE NOW DEAD…?

SO I TRY TO FORGIVE MYSELF INSTEAD?

        CHORUS:

 

        BRIDGE:     WHILE THESE FINGERS HOLD THESE STRINGS

                          THEY HOLD THE VERY RING…. THAT HOLDS ME TO YOU

                          BUT IT WON’T MEAN A THING….

                          ALL THIS PAIN AND SUFFERING

                          IF I END UP WITHOUT YOU                                             

                                  …. WHY AM I THE ONE THAT ALWAYS HAS TO PAY FOR

                          THE TIME I’VE LOST (2X)            

 

                 SOLO:

 

        CHORUS: (2X)

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The Beginning of an Ending

– N. Hensley

 

I miss you sometimes …when you’re 3 feet away from me

‘cause I know that you’d agree

It feels more like miles

 

I miss you sometimes … EVEN…when i’m holding you

‘Cause I know you want me to

just let go………..ohhhh

 

CHORUS: Ohh it’s a sad thing

                    The beginning of an ending

                    Ohh it’s a sad thing

                    The beginning of an ending (Em D A quick changes)

 

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I miss you sometimes  …when I think of what could have been

Ohh If I had just known then

What I think I know now

 

I miss you sometimes … EVEN…when we’re laughing

‘Cause we know where this is heading

The Beginning of an ending

 

CHORUS:

solo

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I miss you sometimes  … and that’s the strange thing

‘Cause there ain’t no Mistaking

the sound of …Two ….Hearts… Breaking…

 

I miss you sometimes … I miss the life we shared

But I won’t miss the empty stares

And I won’t miss pretending…. That it’s not a sad….

 

CHORUS: 2X

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LET’S LOSE THE SHOES

N. HENSLEY

 

YOU’RE A BRIGHT LITTLE THANG

I THINK YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN

YOU’RE A BRIGHT LITTLE THANG

AND IN THAT DRESS YOU’RE…… SHINING

 

YOU’RE A CUTE LITTLE THANG

I HOPE YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN

SUCH A CUTE LITTLE THANG

SPARKLIN’ LIKE A…. DIAMOND

 

          CHANGE: Let’s lose the shoes and lay outside

                                On the grass under a Minnesota sky

                            …. Ohhh you and I

 

YOU’RE A SWEET LITTLE THANG

I KNOW YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN

YOU’RE A SWEET LITTLE THANG

HONEY THERE’S NO …. DENYING

 

YOU’RE A HOT LITTLE THANG

YEAH THAT’S WHAT I MEAN

YOU’RE A HOT LITTLE THANG

GIRL YOU ARE …. MELTING

 

          CHANGE: Let’s lose the shoes and lay outside

                                On the grass under a Minnesota sky

                            …. Ohhh you and I

    

                            You help me lose the blues and clear my mind

                            On the grass under a Minnesota sky

                            …Ohhh you and I

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THE LAST THING YOU SAID

N. HENSLEY

 

LIFE…  I’VE PUT MINE ON …HOLD….

GOTTA TRY AND GET THESE THOUGHTS… UNDER CONTROL…

 

BUT THEN THERE IS TIME  … AND TIME TAKES ITS TOLL….

BRINGS THE WORST KINDA FEARS…  LIKE I’M GETTING OLD…

“WE’RE GETTING OLD!”

 

      CHORUS:

                  SEE I REMEMBER THE LAST THING YOU SAID

                  IT’S STILL FLOATING AROUND IN MY HEAD

                  …AND I’M SO AFRAID….

                  …THAT  IT’LL NEVER FADE….

 

 

NOW PRIDE…  IT CAN TAKE EVERYTHING…

I WATCHED MY CASTLE CRUMBLE…  LIKE I WAS A KING

 

BUT ALL OF THESE SIGNS…  DON’T MEAN A GOD DAMN THING…

WHEN I END UP ON LAKE ST. … PAWNING OUR ….WEDDING RINGS

“…NICK, THEY’RE ONLY THINGS!”

 

      CHORUS:

 

 

NOW PAIN….  I HAVE HEARD BETTER WORDS

TO DESCRIBE… HOW MUCH THIS REALLY HURTS

 

BREATH…  EASIER SAID THAN DONE

WE WON’T HAVE A DAUGHTER…  AND WE’LL NEVER HAVE A SON

“WHAT’S DONE IS DONE!”

 

      CHORUS:

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SAINT PAUL

N. HENSLEY

 

HERE IN SAINT PAUL

YA GOTTA LET THE FALL GO

BEFORE THE FIRST SNOW

SWALLOWS UP THE CITY

 

WINTER CREEPS UP ON YOU

AIN’T NOTHIN’ MUCH THAT YOU CAN DO

MAYBE A DRINK OR TWO…. JUST TO…

FEND OFF THE COLD

 

CURSING YOUR LEATHER SEATS

WHILE YOU WAIT FOR YOUR CAR TO HEAT

THEY NEVER PLOW THE STREETS

HERE IN SAINT PAUL (2X)

 

-----------------------------SOLO (MANDO/CELLO)-------------------

 

HERE IN SAINT PAUL

WE WAIT FOR THE WEEKEND

DRIVE TO THE CABIN

JUST OUTSIDE OF THE CITY

 

WINTER CREEPS UP ON YOU

AIN’T NOTHIN’ MUCH THAT YOU CAN DO

MAYBE A DRINK OR TWENTY - TWO

AND  HOLD OUT FOR THE SPRING

 

NO CURE FOR COLD FEET

LIKE A WOMEN WRAPPED IN FLANNEL SHEETS

THAT’S HOW WE FALL ASLEEP

HERE IN SAINT PAUL (2X)

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Your Forgotten Wedding Song  - N. Hensley

 

 

I guess I should think

Before I open my mouth

 

Maybe even fix things

Before they all …kinda go south

 

Please just don’t leave me

Alone in this house

-------------------------------- HEAHHHHHH

 

Nervous thoughts retreat

As (good) memories return

 

To set my mind straight

And so I have learned

 

That you are my life

And this is our turn

--------------------------------HEAHHHHHH

 

Maybe this could be

Your forgotten wedding song

 

The words they fell outta me

‘cause I held them so long

 

But I kept it short

So you could sing along

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WATCH THE PAINT DRY

N. HENSLEY

 

CELTIC CHANT:

 

NOW I’M NOT A BAD MAN

BUT MOST OF MY LIFE WAS IN THIS CAN

OUTSIDE MY DREAMS DIE

WHILE I WATCH THE PAINT DRY

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NOW I’M NOT A GOOD MAN

BUT I PLAYED THAT ROLE IN MY FORMER LIFE … (10 SEC OF MY LIFE)

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YOU SEE… ONE DAY I TOOK A STAND

DEFENDING A MAN AND HIS WIFE … (HIS PRETTY WIFE)

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THE DAY THAT MY DREAMS DIED

SO DID A THIEF BY MY HAND… (ON GRAFTON ST. IN DUBLIN)

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NOW IN IN ALL THE TEARS I’VE CRIED

I’M DROWNING IN MOURNING SINCE THEN …(AND I CAN’T SWIM)

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bridge: HAAAAAAAAAAA (G SHAPE RUN)

 

CELTIC CHANT:

 

NOW I’M NOT A BAD MAN

AND I’LL DO WHAT EVER I CAN

TO EARN MY REDEMPTION

AND RETURN TO DUBLIN

 ‘CAUSE IVE WATCHED MY DREAMS DIE

AND NOW I WATCH PAINT DRY (3X)

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I DON’T NEED YOU. I JUST THINK I DO

N. HENSLEY (CAPO 2)

 

I ACT AS IF IM NEVER WRONG … SOMETIMES

SING LIKE I KNOW THE SONG … EVERYTIME

PRETEND LIKE WE GOT ALONG …… THAT ONE TIME, …’BUT MOST OF THE TIME…

 

I SIT AROUND AND WONDER … IF I’LL EVER REALLY KNOW

IF I TOOK A FEW CHANCES … HOW MUCH FARTHER WOULD I GO

‘CAUSE SOMETIMES LIFE MOVES WAY  …. TOO SLOW  … THIS I KNOW

 

         CHORUS:

                        ..OHHH AND

                       THE SUN NEVER REALLY LEAVES THE SKY AT NIGHT

                         IT JUST STAYS IN THE SAME PLACE

                       WHILE THE EARTH SPINS TOWARDS IT’S LIGHT

                       …KIND LIKE

                       WE DO, THE DIFFERENCE IS I DON’T NEED YOU

                         I JUST THINK I DO, BUT ONLY WHEN I THINK OF YOU

 

I GOTTA WATCH ALL THE THINGS I SAY … OUTLOUD

AND REALIZE IT’S JUST A PHASE   … BUT I’M TOO PROUD

TO CONVINCE MYSELF TO STICK AROUND … THIS TOWN  …WHERE I’VE FOUND…

 

A PLACE FOR ME TO END THIS FIGHT OR FLIGHT

WHERE THE PUBS ALWAYS POUR THE DRINKS JUST RIGHT

….AND I CAN SCREAM ALL OF THESE SONGS ….THAT I WRITE   ….THIS I LIKE…

 

       CHORUS:

                       …OHH AND

                       THE SUN NEVER REALLY LEAVES THE SKY AT NIGHT

                         IT JUST STAYS IN THE SAME PLACE

                       WHILE THE EARTH SPINS TOWARDS IT’S LIGHT

                       …KIND LIKE

                       WE DO, THE DIFFERENCE IS I DON’T NEED YOU

                         I JUST THINK I DO, BUT ONLY WHEN I THINK OF YOU

 

YOU ACT AS IF I’M SO STRONG … SOMETIMES

AND I PRETEND TO PLAY ALONG  …SOMETIMES

I GUESS WE ALL GET IT WRONG  …SOMETIMES  (2X) (GO TO THE PRE CHORUS)

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careful

(nick hensley)

 

i’ve never been in the right place at the right time

i keep goin’, goin’, goin’ while i leave a trail of pain behind

and when i get scared i always find a new way out

of sophisticated love… you know i’ve always had my doubts

and i must admit i’ve made my share of bad mistakes

but something tells me if i stay with you

i think i might just suffocate

and i don’t want to suffocate

you suffocate when you’re too careful

 

chorus

careful not to make the same mistakes

oh so careful

careful not to fall for the things that i created in my head

things i should have done instead

before i got so careful

i’ve always been too careful

 

you infect me with your laugh

while i tease you w/ rhymes and riddles

and i’ll keep going, never knowing

that i’m the monkey in the middle

of a sophisticated life

in the past i’ve made mistakes

but you see kids, a dog, a house, a family car

you just can’t seem to wait

so i must admit that in my life there’s only two

reasons i keep going and the second one is you

i use to have a few more… right before

i got so careful

 

chorus

 

i’ve never been in the right place at the right time

i keep goin,’never knowin’ i’m the man you always had in mind

when i get scared i always take a few steps back

i see my life in twenty years when i drop dead of my third heart attack

so there it is, that’s my sophisticated fate

and the only way to look at you and find a way to hesitate

you’re the reason why men hesitate

and this is why they hesitate

they’re careful

 

chorus

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar, Kenny Wilson ~ Pedal Steel Guitar

Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

 

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the anthem of the last real boy

(nick hensley)

 

take your grande, soy latte

and shove it up your ass

it’ll go so well with your low fat smoothie

and your shot a wheat grass

did ya get those fabulous dreadlocks

at a ritzy uptown salon

yeah i gotta few problems with you

in fact your life wrote this whole god dam song

and the list is so long

 

chorus

this is the anthem of the last real boy

dum, didi dum dum da dum

here’s the thinking of the real mccoy

dum, didi dum dum da dad a dum

 

your life doesn’t change

its stays the same

and still you play the blame game

but i’ve told you a few 1000 times

that real progress comes w/ oh… real pain

still you lead your life like a dead show

sponsored by j crew… yeah you know that you do

but you don’t have to hide those button flied chinos

i have a pair too…  but boy do they look better on you

 

chorus

 

bridge #1) (it’s all right now, it’s okay now, i’ll never leave now, i am here now)

allegations, accusations… they bring miscommunication

no discussion, segregation… we are lacking conversation

new relations, complications… same old sexual frustrations

find religion, life transitions… now we’re on some kind of mission

 

and oh… you called me up on a saturday

“honestly hensley i didn’t think my life would turn out this way”

…that’s just what we all thought that you’d say… i say

“i’m sorry for everything i’ve ever said and i ever done

i’ve been a terrible father, and a god awful husband and no kind of son”

 

chorus

 

bridge #2) (it’s all right now, it’s okay now, i’ll never leave now, i am here now)

we use to have that perfect hippie reputation but the times changed so we rearranged

with a coke revival turned suicidal but that night we just hit the bottle

double vision, indecision, you were killed in the collision

yes I did it and I admit it every time I pay the boy a visit

 

di di dum dum da da dum dumb….

 

chorus

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Tom Bard ~ Wurlitzer, Luke Kramer ~ Electric Guitars, Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar

Toby Lee Marshall ~ Hammond, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Jessica Carey ~ Vocals

Nick Hensley ~ Vocals

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there’s a barefoot prophet in my front yard

(nick hensley and joe carey)

 

there’s a barefoot prophet in my front yard

who can’t afford to lease the apartment upstairs

he can’t afford the rent

so i lent him the tent that my mom gave me when i was fourteen

it was for the boy scouts but they through me out

‘cause i had some doubts about god

maybe this guy’s my sign

turnin’ water into wine

is he pissin’ on my neighbors plants

this guy outside is pissin’ on my neighbor’s plants

ahh shit… i’ll blame the dog

 

chorus:

there’s a barefoot, drunken prophet

livin’ in a tent in my front yard

tellin’ every passer by

i’ll save your soul if you take my card

i watch their faces

they cop out, they’re just like me

but if  this guy ain’t barry gibb

who else could this mo fo be

 

can you guess

who…………

 

there’s a barefoot prophet in my front yard

he’s handed out cards and selling sour pink lemonade

‘cause he still can’t afford the rent…

of the upstairs apartment

he spent every cent on pulltabs

at the neighborhood bar… that’s where all the sinners are

but the saints they hang out there too

maybe i’m losin’ my mind

but i think i just gotta sign

the virgin mary’s on my egg mcmuffin

there’s a virgin mary on my egg mcmuffin

cleatis i found jesus at macdonalds

well all right…

 

chorus:

there’s a barefoot, drunken prophet

livin’ in a tent in my front yard

tellin’ every passer by

i’ll save your soul if you take my card

i watch their faces

they cop out, they’re just like me

but if  this guy ain’t john lennon’s ghost

who else could this mo fo be

 

can you guess

who…………

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Luke Kramer ~ Electric Guitars, Nick Salisbury ~ Upright Bass and 6 String Bass

Jessica Carey ~ Vocals, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Percussion and Trash Can Lid

Jeff Ray ~ Resonator, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals

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sacred ground (the danimal song)

(nick hensley)

 

i buy her a drink

and i cheers to our health

but she’s scouting out the bar looking for someone else

ohhh.. another night i lend a hand to myself

and then she laughs with me

or does she laugh at me

 

still gotta few hours left ‘til last call

so i order up another drink

to get the courage to take another fall

now i’ve got big beer muscles now

and oh i’m tequila tall

 

chorus

and here i am again

passed out on the floor again

and i better stay down

here on this sacred ground

and by know you outta know

i’ve gotta friend called the danimal

 

well i use to hit the bar right next store

but now a days, i’m not welcome there anymore

they called me a drunk, i guess i’d been there before

but i had the last laugh when they cut my tab in half

 

happy hour’s over but i stay and i drink alone

i stay ‘cause i’m happier here then i’ve ever been at home

sometimes when its busy i’ll even answer the phone

like a t shirt away from staff

 

full chorus

and here i am again

passed out on the floor again

and i better stay down

here on this sacred ground

the smell is so familiar hear

cigarette butts and shitty beer

still i choose to stay down

here on my sacred ground

and by know you outta know

i’ve gotta friend called the danimal

 

sometimes on sundays i go and hide out in northeast

w/ just a little blackberry just to tame the wild beast

maybe a little more just to help me get some sleep

‘cause barkeep i need my sleep

 

well i know i’ve been this drunk before

but i can’t remember when

it must have been that time i said i’d never drink again

but when i get drunk, i write love songs for angry men

and i’m just trying to make you all laugh

with the only thing left i still have

 

chorus

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Luke Kramer ~ Electric Guitars, 6 String Bass, Mandolin,

Nick Salisbury ~ 6 Btring Bass, Bass Guitar

Toby Lee Marshall ~ Hammond C-2, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums

Jeff Ray ~ slide guitar, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals

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call it what it is

(nick hensley)

 

let’s call it what it is… ‘cause this is not a break

call it what it is….for both our sakes

 

when there is only you…starin’ back at me….

i know you see your whole world…and that world’s behind me

 

so call it what it is…  this is not a break

let’s call it what it is… own up to our mistakes

 

and if the problem here is me… holding on to you

i will let you go…it’ll be the last honest thing i ever do… for you

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call it what it is… this is not a break

i’ll call it what it is

for both our sakes

 

when there is only me

starin’ back at you

yes i see my whole world

and yes that world’s behind you

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so call it what it is…  this is not a break

call it what it is… own up to our mistakes

 

if the problem here is me… holding on to you

i will let you go… it’ll be the last honest thing we…… ever do

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so we call it what it is  

‘cause we don’t believe in breaks

we’ll call it what it is  

for both our sakes

 

when there is only (it’s always been you)

starin’ back at me

i know you see yourwhole wide world

and that world’s … behind me

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so is this all it is  

is this just a break

or should we call it what it is

and own up to our mistakes

 

if we call this what it is

can we alter our fate

can we reinvent our lives

before it’s too late

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Jessica Carey ~ Vocals, Nick Salisbury ~ Upright Bass, Toby Lee Marshall ~ Hammond C-2

Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Kenny Wilson ~ Pedal Steel, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

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misguided dreams of hollywood

(nick hensley)

 

so i met her in a tavern in saint paul

she was wearing the tightest david bowie t-shirt i think i ever saw

it seemed the only thing we had in common was our love for alcohol

 

i was watching her, she was staring at him

some blue eyed, blonde haired kid … who musta spent his life in the gym

well ya can’t compete with that

i ordered up a shot of jager mister… that’s jager…that’s mister

 

she went west and became and actress

starred in porno films with only one mattress

on the floors of motels you and i would never stay

just outside of la …she’s

 

chorus: 

 a midwestern child

with midwestern style

and misguided dreams of … hollywood

 

3 years later she came back

2 weeks after my father’s heart attack

and it seemed old california knocked that smile right off her face

but that’s okay we all make the same mistakes

 

so i moved in for one last chance

but not before captain kickass named lance

got her in his blue iroc and got her out of her pants

guys named lance… they’re the kings of romance

 

so there was nothing i could say or do

oh until i heard that her and lance were through

seems old lance liked to knock that smile off her face too

these days what the hell you gonna do… when you’re

 

chorus:

 

got word that she moved back out west

but not another ‘til the hollywood press

photographed her sexual adventures

with a state senator’s daughter

 

sure as hell she headed right back

the day i got the world’s worst record contract

so i left minnesota

on a sunday… morning…  now i’m

 

chorus:

 

next thing i know it’s 9/11

so i move back home… now i’m 27

and i get a real job

and let all those dreams go

 

‘cause i don’t believe in love at fourth sight

but if i could go back to the first night

i’d kick the shit out of lance

and then i’d let you know… what I think you always have known

 

chorus:

(and i’m… too)

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar, Toby Lee Marshall ~ Hammond C-2

Blair Krivanek ~ Electric Guitar and 6 String Bass

Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Joe Carey ~ Electric Guitar

Joe Carey – Electric Guitar, Nick Hensley ~ Electric Guitar, Vocals

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like a jerk

(nick hensley)

 

so carry on with yourself

you’ll be better off w/ somebody else… anybody else

and i guess i’ve always known

that i’m better off on my own

 

chorus:

but all of this honesty

it never pays out for me

like every indication that this was gonna work

i shoulda lied through my teeth

to avoid all the hurt but like a jerk

oh i stayed behind

and tried to be a father

without remembering mine

and that’s why i

stay…

 

well it’s come to my attention

oh that this is all my fault

so if i can make one suggestion

‘cause i can see right through your thoughts

 

stay away from fools

‘cause i'm a fool w/ a simple mind

and i can be so cruel

when i take comfort in my lies

 

chorus:

but they never pay out for me

like every indication that this was gonna work

i shoulda lied through my teeth

to avoid all the hurt but like a jerk

oh i stayed behind

and tried to be a father

but this time remembering mine

and that’s why i

stay…

but you couldn’t

stay

 

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Tom Bard ~ Piano, Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar, Kenny Wilson ~ Pedal Steel

Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Jessica Carey ~ Vocals, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

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feed the dog and mow the lawn

 (nick hensley)

 

he shook my hand with brutal honesty

and he stared me down and with his blood shot eyes

he promised me …he’d be back

but when a year turned into three

now i feed the dog and mow the lawn

 

twelve years… i pass some guy on some street

he stares me down like i’m his son

does he want to meet me

but that ain’t my old man

not with sneakers on his feet

now i feed the dog and mow the lawn

‘cause my dad feed the dog and mowed the lawn

 

chorus:

and then i…

 

rewind… now it’s 1984

and it’s 400 miles from detroit to the front door

of our new house in the suburbs

with new problems to ignore

still i feed the dog and mow the lawn

 

and i sure as hell

don’t miss my dad’s advice

like “son, don’t you ever let your whisky melt your ice”

well yes sir, that’s quite a metaphor for life

like feed the dog and mow the lawn

since all you did was feed the dog and mow the lawn

 

chorus:

and then i…

 

my wife signed for a package

it must have been the end of june

a few years late “congratulations to the bride and groom”

with a p.s. “your father died on a monday afternoon”

he fed the dog and mowed the lawn

 

fast forward… i’m holding my wife’s hand

she’s waiting on her baby boy and i on daddy’s little man

and with honest eyes he stares me down as if he understands

you fed the dog and mowed the lawn

‘cause your dad fed the dog and mowed the lawn

 

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Tom Bard ~ Accordion, Luke Kramer ~ Mandolin, Nick Salisbury ~ Upright Bass

Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Jessica Carey ~ Vocals, Joe Carey ~ Acoustic Guitar

Nick Hensley ~ Vocals, Acoustic Guitars, Harmonica

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get off the fence

(nick hensley)

 

our complicated lives

come with complicated problems

and sometimes we all just wanna forget about ‘em

‘cause it’s easier than tryin’ to change the world

 

but do these complicated times

justify a decision

to start a never ending war and then blame it on religion

‘cause it’s easier than tryin’ to change the world

 

chorus:

let’s change the world

just a little bit everyday

we can change the world

get off the fence

what do you say…

what do you say

 

we’re a complicated race

with such a colored past

what race is that boy talkin’ ‘bout

well it’s sad you had to ask

but it’s easier than tryin’ to change the world

 

our complicated lives

they may take our innocence

and of course you’re always right

‘cause you’re always sittin’ on the fence

where it’s easier than trying to change the world

 

chorus:

let’s change the world

just a little bit everyday

we can change the world

get off the fence

what do you say…

what do you say

what do you say

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Tom Bard ~Mellotron, Vibraphone, Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums

Jessica Carey ~ Vocals, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

 

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biography of a pretend rock star

(nick hensley)

 

i travel around from town to town

i’ll play anywhere and i’d like to think i got my own sound

 

and i travel light, i see all the sights

sometimes i drink all day but mostly at night

 

and i’m gettin’ old, too old for the road

they say i shoulda quit, when i was bought and i was sold

 

but i get in my car, still hit the next bar

‘cause this is my life …i’m a pretend rock star

 

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i dropped outta school, what a rock n roll fool

to trade his whole life, for an old bar stool

 

it seemed like a lot to wage, but at least now i’m on stage

instead of dying everyday in a midnight shift cage

 

and i may never be on top, if this record’s a flop

i may never be justified, in this here world of pop

 

and i may not get far, playin’ these old bars

that i call home  ...’cause i’m a pretend rock star

 

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i met a few girls; blondes, red heads one with curls

legs they wrap round your head and then your whole god dam world

 

so when i met you, brunette and new

i honestly tried not to fall in love with you

 

but i was gettin’ old and my bed was gettin’ cold

just don’t ever ask me to quit was the only thing you were told

 

but you didn’t hear a thing, as i slipped on the ring

you’ll be the rock n roll queen …and i’ll be the pretend rock king

 

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so love conquered all ‘til the big wigs gave me the call

‘cause when you chart at 87 you gotta tour in the fall

 

so we made up our minds over smokes and cheap wine

she stayed to keep hers, i left to get mine

 

so i’m back on the road, just a couple records sold

but at night i lay awake in my motel room and dream of records made of gold

 

oh you travel so far, 18 weeks, 80 bars

but this is my life  …and i'm a pretend rock star

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Nick Salisbury ~ Bass and 6-String Bass Guitar, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums

Joe Carey ~ Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

 

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scars

(nick hensley)

 

you broke my heart on january 22nd

it was snowing like a bitch

when i put the jeep into a ditch

 

and when the cops came to pull me out

i realized i took the wrong route

when they made me walk the line

like johnny cash when he went blind

 

i spent the night in some god forsaken podunk jail

just waiting, contemplating if you’d ever post my bail

but the hours past so fast into a second night

until i finally realized we must have had our last great fight

 

chorus:

sometimes we just push too far

and the greatest fights

they leave the deepest scars

so be careful how you wage your wars

‘cause you might not be worth fighting for

 

now court’s in session

my confession dui

“i can’t believe you’re still alive son

you blew a .35

 

so sorry judge

i don’t know what the hell i was thinkin’

ya see, my baby and i had our greatest fight

and i just started drinking

 

“son everybody has their troubles

and everybody strives and struggles

but nobody in my town’s gonna drive

when they’re seein’ double”

 

but he let me off with just a little slap on the wrist

i paid a few fines and the whole damn case was dismissed

god bless you judge, i’ll never drink in your town again

he said “son, booze ain’t your problem, it’s pride that’s your sin”

 

chorus:

 

(repeats 1st verse)

 

chorus:

 

 

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums, Blair Krivanek ~ Electric Guitar

Toby Lee Marshall ~ Hammond C-2, Jeff Ray ~ Slide Guitar

Jessica Carey ~ Vocals, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

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contradictions

(nick hensley)

 

it’s a shame we never talk

but truth be told, i never listened anyway

promised everything i had to give

but this time i’ve given enough away

 

chorus:

i rise above them all

just to seek the truth behind the light

and then i crawl right through the remaining days of my afterlife

but when i fall, i’ll fall hard enough to break us both apart

…you broke us both apart

 

faded pictures in my mind

reminders of our decision

promised never to forget

but i haven’t thought about you in a while

 

stories i gave you are haunting me now

who was i to pretend

simply to be a man

doing the best he can

 

chorus:

i rise above them all

just to seek the truth behind the light

and then i crawl right through the remaining days of my afterlife

but when i fall, i’ll fall hard enough to break us both apart

…you broke us both apart

 

the truth is i ain’t never had the nerve

to go out and get things i think that i deserve

this time it’ll be the beautiful curves of your body

this time it’ll be the beautiful curves of your body

right next to mine

 

and if we find middle ground

we’ll stand very, very still

 

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Nick Salisbury ~ Upright Bass and 6-String Bass Guitar, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums

Kenny Wilson ~ Pedal Steel, Nick Hensley ~ Vocals and Acoustic Guitar

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it’s all the same war

(nick hensley)

 

yeah i’ve been to texas once

and it was all right

yeah i’ve been to cleveland once

had to stay the night

got stoned and missed my flight

but i… i ain’t never been

to all the places that you’ve been

and i… i ain’t never gonna go

but who the hell knows

when it’s all the same war

 

chorus:

we’re still drawin lines in the sand

while we’re waiving white flags

stained w/ blood from our hands

ohh we’re policing the world

and askin so much of these boys …and my girl

 

my father… he went to vietnam

while my mother stayed home

the same sun but different sunsets

for 9 months alone

but i… i ain’t never been

to all the places that you’ve been

and i… i ain’t never gonna go

but who the hell knows

when it’s all the same war

 

chorus:

 

i had a granddad

fought in world war two

fought that war so his grandchildren wouldn’t ever have to

and the faded photographs of men ready, willing, able

still underneath the glass of grandfathers coffee table

but i… i ain’t never been

to all the places that you’ve been

and he hoped i’d never have to go

but who the hell knows

when it’s all the same war

 

chorus:

 

white collar fat cats

find new ways to line their pockets

with their own souls and their oil shares in the stock markets

and you know damn well you’ll never see their boys dodgin’ rockets

not in this war, ‘cause this is their war

now i… i ain’t never been

to all the places you have been

and i… i ain’t never gonna go

but who the hell knows

when it’s all the same war

 

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Nick Hensley © 2008

 

Nick Salisbury ~ Bass Guitar, 6-String Bass, Jordan Carlson ~ Drums

Joe Carey ~ Electric Guitars, Nick Hensley ~ Acoustic Guitar, Vocals and Screams

 

 

 

                       

 

 

 

 

 

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