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Here's To Feeling Good All The Time

by The Creak

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1.
turn them sheets over so the blood don't show no explanation for the way she had to go just up and left me on that beautiful day drowning again feel my hair turning grey she left a ring and a knot you couldn't tie she stole my toothpaste and never said goodbye a voice above told her she couldn't stay that's alright, it's better this way walking with a Cain I've got hell toupee she raps all night but she ain't got shit to say the water's risen to the point of no return she started running as that bridge began to burn as that bridge began to burn she left a ring and a knot you couldn't tie she stole my toothpaste and never said goodbye a voice above told her she couldn't stay that's alright, it's better this way
2.
Beaten 02:54
Standing tall with brow beaten by the ground, the scar crossed his chest with a whisper in that heart He heard the words again as he did that day, please don't go I love you dear Stubborn callous man that he was shrugged it all off with a smile and a kiss He'd learn today that he's never coming back to hold the one who felt so near Step right up son and sign up on that dotted line, your soul belongs to us Promised candy guts a gun and glory, lies down to the blood Learn to breed breathe run like one of us, hidden amongst the same We'll love you forever and a day, so long as you don't ask why, so long as you don't ask why Another day another man is caught and snared, shoulders pumped with his nose up in the air Masked men fall off, without a sound, a medal for the death of an enemy Returning home with all the hopes of glory, instead became a local in a foreign land Guns and money turned to cries and lonesome, a young mind slowly ripped apart
3.
when I drove through Memphis not a single soul I saw just empty roads lit up parking lots, so I pulled into the driveway of the first house on the block I don't know how it happened but something was surely wrong they came in droves across the Elmwood lawn lead by Elvis and his momma Johnny Ace played his first show since he's been gone zombies in Memphis did me wrong crawled up from the earth and sang a thousand lonely songs I couldn't help but hum along zombies in Memphis did me wrong So I dove for the floorboards hoping they'd just roll on by but no such luck caught Packy Axton's eye well he busted in my window plucked me out my '57 by my tie bummed a smoke from Billy Black as I wandered to the last seat in the back found my place among the corpses stepped on every crack ordered up a Cherry Coke and Jack zombies in Memphis did me wrong crawled up from the earth and sang a thousand lonely songs I couldn't help but hum along zombies in Memphis
4.
Bar Song 04:01
Crawl around these parts as though you're welcome to come in, hole in your head with a bottle on the brain How many times girl do I have to tell you not to stare, you're just giving me a headache saying how you never get this drunk I came in here to think a bit bout where and who I am, but you came up beside me girl and set yourself right down Made up face, made up eyes, made up thoughts all for a made up place, glass up towards the sky I'ma try and make it work Stare right through you down to the other side, hope for more though I know it can't be true Take me home girl, you know it's gettin' late, walk me home, I feel it is my fate Escape unscathed as I head out towards the door, saved again by a gentle slap upside my head My friend my counsel got me outta this ol' mess, now I've got to go before that creature scampers back No luck tonight my boy as she sees me by the coats, I'm dead for good carve me a stone and plant it by my head Well it could be worse I say as she grabs me by the shirt, down the road we go and I try and hide my face
5.
on a cold, foggy morning I watched my baby float on her vessel made of bedposts, silk, and rope coins on her eyes, blood caked 'round her nose anchor made from Wally Baker's bones well he ran the local paper and I saw him casting glances at my girl I came home to a note on the screen door "I don't love you anymore, goodbye." oh so clear that Wally Baker had to die so I grabbed my hat and coat and stumbled down the road just a ghost chasing shadows to the crows found my love and Baker in the throes and I tossed a noose around each of their throats
6.
we went out on a Tuesday she couldn't see straight she was drunk she threw up in my suitcase 'cause I was leavin' at sun up never met a girl worse off than me sweats through her clothes and she busted my tv so hit the road she called me up she was screaming said she was running a razor down her arm I looked up at the ceiling I took a deep breath hopped in the car pulled into town at half past three she's on the front porch just waiting there for me and she said "I never meant to make you cry" I said "you spit when you talk" the preacher man was right he was right all along I left town for the last time she stowed away in the trunk of my ride I just turned up the music to drown out the sounds of her cries I pulled on into Mexico ditched the car, hopped a train and off I go and she said "I never meant to make you cry" I said "you spit when you talk" the preacher man was right he was right all along
7.
Arrows 03:26
Pistol gripped tight readied and cocked as it points to what's about to be outlined in chalk Barrel levels and sights are set, just when that hammer's bout ready to click A quick pull and it's over and done, the problem's gone with no need to run One can wish for such a simple shot, but truth be told that it's only a thought Arrows may pierce and guns do kill, but the words inside can never die Grapple with fears both big and small only to find they always hold on Come to grips with what lives inside and use it to feel those innards deep Arrows may pierce and guns do kill but the words inside can never die Look away turn your back to the clouds, give it up for good as a skeleton should Lacking substance veins or a heart will work so long as you don't take part To face the place that has killed before, blood will flow as muscles grow Tense them up now to take the blow, it'll show them all that you're ready for more
8.
I went up north lookin' for work found a job choppin' wood Jesus Christ came back I don't know if I could got my pa a job in my crew spent his whole check on gin Jesus Christ came back I just can't win see my girl at work in the bars spends her nights with the men Jesus Christ is coming back but he didn't say when I went up north lookin' for work found a job choppin' wood Jesus Christ came back I don't know if I could
9.
Bottle 03:15
Bottle clanks, ringing cross the hall with the sound of the night A fall this hard has hit before, but never since the fight He held her there a ghost a movie nothing more than dust Syrup gone sauce no more one more trip to the store Kicking dust along the trail to pass the time Never seems to work Running circles through the fog and finally reach the end Then it's back again, another bought with the bottle
10.
I Dug A Hole 02:10
I watched the water in the tub run black from the dirt on my hands and the sweat from my back and I tried to wash away everything I couldn't change about myself, and what I've done and for every charming place I'll never know I dug a hole I walked for days amongst the living dead hid my face from the world, slept alone in my bed nothing learned and nothing gained nothing fixed and no one's saved I paid the toll I paid that toll and for every friend I left out in the cold I dug a hole I dug a hole for the world I never really loved sold my soul, kept my hands full trying to find the diamonds in the coal, so I dug a hole the graveyard's full
11.
Ride 02:30
Feel the weight of the wind on your cold hard head The force it gives let you escape The reality of irrationality and instability Creepin' in to pollute our blood Ride ride ride the road till the path ain't there no more Ride ride ride on through till the sun don't ever set Ride ride ride the road till the path ain't there no more, and the sun begins to rise Climb up into the saddle cuz it's your turn to lead The people of the past are not about to rise Stopping to think, to recreate, is futile at best Grab ahold of the reins to live and feel the now
12.
Goin down the road to see my gal Goin down the road to see my gal Goin down the road to see my gal I been down this road before Knock on the door and she's not home Knock on the door and she's not home Knock on the door and she's not home Biscuits on the floor Mosey on down to the county fair Mosey on down to the county fair Mosey on down to the county fair Ten cents at the door Caught sight of my baby Atop the ferris wheel Held in the arms of another man My heart it turned to steel Going down the road to see a new gal Going down the road to see a new gal Going down the road to see a new gal Been down this road before
13.
Come now and take my hand let's go out for a walk I haven't seen you for a while End times are calling you back home I held her hand as we walked out to the edge 1000 feet, with, waves pounding underneath Looking back as she ended in the sea I knew it was all me Soar slowly down to the ground This earth done wants you back Walking home I heard shouting down way behind With screams and shrieks all piled to the sky My name was written on that corpse down in the sea Soon, that'd be me That sheriff smith came up knocking in the morn Told me to go on down Down to that ocean's edge Times up for me, he said Soar slowly down to the ground This earth done wants you back

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The Creak is:
Joe Boone
Korey Kassir
Chris Underwood
Joe Readel
Ryan Lim

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released February 6, 2011

All songs by The Creak
Recorded, produced, and mixed by Margrit Eichler at Absolutely True Sound, San Francisco, CA
Mastered by Gary Hobish at A. Hammer Productions
Artwork by Aimee Pepper

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