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Europass
05:37
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Europass
I took a red-eye out of L.A.
to London Heathrow
the fucking Columbia Hotel
with a bath down the hall
Now I’m drunk in the bar
on the floor looking for
fifty pence to make a phone call
down the hall
pretty please look at these
Mrs V you could be my spirit animal
for a while
If I make it out the other side
I will be a king and you will be queen
But that’s only if I make it out the other side
it’s totally unclear that I will ever get my shit together
If I make it out the other side
I will be an archduke and you will be some kind of lady
If I make it out the other side
If I make it out the other side
Now it’s time for me to go
that’s the end of the show
forget the promises made
already on the ship Dover-Calais
So classic girl our little thing
In Gronigen don’t mean a thing
I got a Europass appetite
So play guitar and hold the mic
and stare straight out into the light
never let them see you sweat or smile
If I make it out the other side
I will be a film director
you will be my favorite actress
If I make it out the other side
though it’s totally unclear that
I will ever get my shit together
If I make it out the other side
I will be the circus master
you will be my favorite acrobat
If I make it out
Promise if I make it out
I’m so full of shit
I’m in this for what I can get
in a Bochum disco blue light
a cheap thrill
a good high
You in the skinny pants
come with me we can dance
doing lines in the Zandbankbar
Come with me to Copenhagan
you are now my favorite flavor
ghost you later in the Free Town
If I make it out the other side
I will be a cult leader
you will be my number one acolyte
If I make it out
though it’s totally unclear that I will ever
get my shit together
If I make it out the other side
You will be my muse
and I will always be your faithful servant
if I make it out
Promise if I make it out the other side
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We Hate You
03:14
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We Hate You
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again
It’s a bright April morning
looking out at the Baltic Sea
Swedish drunks are heaving
over the rails
I’m headed down to duty free
to buy some cigarettes
hazelnut chocolate from
Germany
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again
The ship put in at Malmö
what an ugly Swedish town
as if to make the point
a seagull crapped on the van
I know you think I’m an asshole
a thankless taskmaster
you could have stayed home in
Santa Cruz smoking weed
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again
When we arrived Sundsvall
you thought the hotel not good enough
I lost my shit
and clearly took things too far
Played one last show in Örebro
blue off the UK dates
you put your tail between your legs
and headed back to Santa Cruz
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend
again
We really hate your guts
and we will never be your friend again
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Everybody Get a Fucking Day Job
Am Am G6 Am G6 Am F (4x)
[Am]Everybody get a fucking day job
[F]none of you are better than us all
[C]everybody get a fucking day job
[E]wait tables tend bar
push a broom wash a car
everybody get a job
apple store genius bar
Am Am G6 Am G6 Am F (4x)
Everybody get a fucking day job
sorry man no one gives a shit
everybody get a fucking day job
paint houses spread tar
web design teach guitar
everybody get a job
apple store genius bar
Everybody get a fucking day job (Hey Hey Hey)
In the universe you’re just a tiny speck
Everybody get a fucking day job
wait tables tend bar
push a broom wash a car
Everybody get a job
Apple store genius bar
Everybody get a fucking day job
You are not as good as all of you’ve been told
everybody get a fucking day job
paint houses spread tar
web design teach guitar
everybody get a job
apple store genius bar
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Leaving Key Member Clause
Well I [C] arrived late night in
[F] Southern Cali [C] fornia
got a [C] ride from Jackson
to my [F] old place in the Hollywood [C] Hills
“Congratu-[G]-lations you’ve been de-[F]-clared
the band’s key [C] member
here’s the re-[G]-cording contract
and [F] all of the unrecouped [C] debt”
Drove my Valiant out to my Redlands
storage locker
the door was open
the lock laying on the ground
all my gear was gone
just a crate of vinyl records
sold them all for cash
at Rhino Records that afternoon.
I took that [am]cash and my
last [G] two thousand [F] dollars
bought a [am]Tascam 688 [G]
and so micro-[F] phones
set it [C] all up
in the [F] kitchen of Bryan McPherson’s [C] apartment
The [G] record company contract
[F] leaving key member [C] clause
Johnny Hickman comes in
with a black eye just out of Kern County
a Circle K argument
over incorrect change
couldn’t make up my mind if this was a good
or terrible omen
but he took out his frustrations
playing guitar on every song
I could barely get by on my Bug
mechanical royalties
But the record company parties
kept us fed and drunk
there were local girl flirtations
in the Hollywood dive bars
the record company contract
leaving key member clause
it’s a wonder we got anything
done at all
it’s a wonder we ever left
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Piney Woods
06:08
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Piney Woods
Packed up my Valiant
station wagon with my clothes
it was almost midnight
when I left Los Angeles
drove through the desert
on a moonless night
then I saw the sunrise
the other side of Flagstaff
Drove cross the reservation
with an aching in my heart
would I see my family
ever again
checked into a motel
Gallup, New Mexico
dreamed about my grandmother
she was speaking to me
Come see my grandson
I’m in the piney woods
you on your way to Virginia
come see me son
Come see your family
your uncles buried in this soil
so you can understand
where it all comes from
The dark malaise that comes to you
on a bright and sunny day
the feeling that something bad
could happen any time
it is a family wound
cuts across three generations son
you carry it inside of you
just like your father did
My oldest son
was murdered in these fields
a man came to the house
owed my husband money
If I can take your son, William
to El Dorado
I’ll bring him back home
with everything that I owe
They took off in a small plane
and circled our fields
he pointed the plane downward
it crashed into the ground
As William lay dying
his little brother looked on
that’s what your father carries
it’s inside of you too
The dark malaise that comes to you
on a bright and sunny day
the feeling that something bad
could happen any time
it is a family wound
cuts across three generations son
you carry it inside of you
just like your father did
My aunts husband Johnny
took us fishing on the Arkansas
he put in the boat
down under a bridge
and he caught a drum fish
gave to a young black man
says “something I’m not proud of
I was in the Klu Klux Klan”
We left that night for Memphis
we drove east in the hot night
broke down in a rice field
just off the interstate
mosquitos they swarmed us
they were eating us alive
I can’t escape this country
guess it’s my cross to bear
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Let it Roll on Down that Hill
On the first night in Oregon Hill
was a hootenanny on the porch
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll down that hill
On the second night in Oregon Hill
there was a brawl out in the street
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll down that hill
People took sides one corner or the other
while the streetlight lit the scene
Big bearded man with a knife and shovel
and the skinny man got a chain
On the third night in Oregon Hill
well I finally got some sleep
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll down that hill
(Hooo Hooo le bon temps roulez etc)
On the fourth night in Oregon Hill
well I finally wrote a song
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll down that hill
On the fifth night in Oregon Hill
I met two brother both named Fred
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll down that hill
They lived in an unheated warehous space
down in the Shockoe Slip
played guitar with their band one time
but the rats they ate my cords
On the sixth night in Oregon Hill
I met my future ex-wife
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll down that hill
(Hooo Hooo le bon temps roulez etc)
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Pretty Girl from Oregon Hill
I told myself that no one has the answers
it was just a way of lying to myself
so when a pretty girl from Oregon Hill
said come and stay with me well I obliged
We had so many cats it was like a shelter
I brought my things from California
I brought a friend to help me make a record
But he fled back home when the winter
it arrived
And the pretty girl
she came from Oregon Hill
she by me and for this
I owe her my life
And the pretty girl
she came from Oregon Hill
she waited tables all through
the winter
In wooden house we called big dirty yellow
the only heat it came from kerosene
in the middle of the night
we’d walk down to the old part of town
they called gunsmoke
to buy more kerosene
And the streets they were lined with ancient buildings
porticos straight from the gilded age
opulent poverty broken down and half abandoned
you could almost see the ghosts
in the window frames
And the pretty girl
she came from Oregon Hill
we danced in the ruins of
the planter’s mansions
And the pretty girl
she came from Oregon Hill
the boxwoods they shone
silver in the moonlight
Went to visit your mother in Annapolis
she lived in house that was older than the
United States
Your father works at The White House now
So baby why you keeping me around
sweet that you’re down here slumming it with me
sweet that you’re down here slumming it with me.
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Father Sons and Brothers
Father sons and brothers
each of us
all of us
everyone
Father sons and brothers
each of us
all of us
everyone
A young man filled with pride and vanity
feeling like I must always compete
took me way too long to understand
this in my heart
Every man is someone’s father brother or son
Live by this
you will be
infinitely less an asshole
Father sons and brothers
each of us
all of us
everyone
Father sons and brothers
each of us
all of us
everyone
Help me reach across the chasm
help me hear the signal in the noise
help me put aside
all my pettiness and ego
Every man is someone’s father
brother or son
Live by this
you will be
infinitely less an asshole
Solo
Father sons and brothers
each of us
all of us
everyone
Father sons and brothers
each of us
all of us
everyone
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David Lowery Athens, Georgia
David Lowery is the lead singer and guitarist for the critically acclaimed groups Camper Van Beethoven and Cracker. He splits his time between Richmond VA and Athens GA.
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