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Home on the Range
04:31
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When you get down, down so bad
And you don't know what to do
There is a place not from here
Where the sky is always blue
Kick off your boots and unpack your bags
And just let go of your woe
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
When you get broke, so broke and blue
And you don't know which way to turn
There is a town just around the bend
A town for which we all yearn
Here is a map, here’s your destination
They are waiting for your return
Come away, come away with me
Let go your troubles and strife
Come away, come away with me
Build yourself a brand-new life
When you get lost and can't find your way
And hope has vanished like a sigh
Don't give up and don't give in
Don't hold up your hands and say why
There's a dream, a dream for you
A dream that just refuses to die
Home, home on the range
That is where, that is where I belong
Home, home on the range
Well I yearn, well I yearn for your song
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2. |
Go East, Old Man
03:44
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Always was a ne'er-do-well
Couldn't get much done
Every time you tried to move out of steam you'd run
Thought about a change of scene
Could use some rain
Maybe all that water would wash away your pain
The west just doesn't cut it, too much malaise
Go east, old man and cure you wicked ways
Jojo, your mama's waiting for you
Wearing high-heel shoes and a low-neck sweater
Get back, get back Loretta
LA goes on and on, drive for days and never leave
But it's also claustrophobic
It's easy to misperceive
Boston is all stacked up in tidy brownstone rows
You don't need a weather vain
To know which way the wind blows
There's two sides to every story
There's black and there's white
There are heads and there are tails
There is wrong and there is right
When you're pulled in two directions
Do you advance or retreat
East is east and west is west
And never the twain shall meet
The west just doesn't cut it, got no history
Go east, old man it's your manifest destiny
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Always Returning
04:05
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Just like the first time, almost but not quite
It would be perfect but something's not just right
I want to get back there yet I know I cannot
It's when I'm sentimental, that's when I get caught
I'm always returning to my first inspiration
I'm always returning with anticipation
I look at tomorrow and I see my demise
Nothing but trouble I can't look in the eyes
No wonder I'm yearning for a fabled old past
Where all is peaceful and the good times they last
I wish you were with me instead of staying behind
I'll leave a door open in case you change your mind
I'm just about done here, got to finish up my day
What lies beyond it is mostly hearsay
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I always thought
That we would have another day
I always thought
You'd be around
I always believed
We'd laugh and share one more drink
I always believed
I'd blow back through your town
How would I know
That the last time that I saw you
How would I know
That the last time that I saw you
Would be the last time I saw you
Would be the last time I saw you
I always dreamed
That one day we'd find each other
I always dreamed
We'd return to those special days
And I always hoped
I would hear your crazy laughter
I always hoped
We'd be together again always
Where did you go
I cannot find you
I cannot find you here or there
You are not here
And you are not there
So I say a little prayer
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5. |
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Well my back went out late last year
And it may go out again I fear
I live with a constant dread
Sometimes I just wish I were dead
The pain it runs down my thigh
My screams sound like a hue and cry
Take Gabapentin and Oxycodone
Which puts me in the Twilight Zone
And I gotta wonder
When will I ever be whole again?
Here's what happens when you turn six-o
Get aches and pains like you don't know
Pick up a chair and you feel a twinge
Your arms and legs are like a squeaky hinge
You feel a lump under your armpit
And all of your clothes well they just don't fit
Get a charlie horse in your foot
And your old heart's about to go kaput
No none of us are alone in this
One way or other we face the abyss
The bum, the cabbie and the millionaire
Hitler and Ghandi and good ol' Voltaire
One thing's for sure we all grow frail
The electric charge comes off our third rail
And if you fight it then you are a fool
Ain't it a bitch how life is so cruel
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6. |
Evil Kind
05:37
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You may think that there is some place
You can hide
But you must know there is not
You may think there is a cabin in the woods
A hidden lair where you won't get caught
But be on your guard
And don't be fooled
Here they come, here they come
These evil kind
They're coming to get ya
Better pay them some mind
They're coming to get ya
You may think that there is some place
You can hide
But they are hot, hot on your trail
And you may think you are more clever
Than the rest
But you are headed, headed for an epic fail
Keep your eyes peeled
Be at the ready
Here they come, here they come
You may think that there is some place
You can hide
While the the world, the world is under attack
And you may think you are safe under your covers
But someone, someone will yank them back
Better wake up
Pull on your pants
Here they come, here they come
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Sweet Virginia
04:04
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When I went away
Thought I'd left for good
Never thought I'd see the old neighborhood
You were so mean
You treated me bad
But I can't let go of all the good we had
Oh sweet Virginia
I'm coming home
I've done my time
In this world I roamed
Oh sweet Virginia
I'm coming back
Back to get my life back on the track
We had our time
We shared a past
But no matter what we did we didn't last
I want to try
Try it all again
Even though I know where it is gonna end
You were so cruel
You left me in the dirt
I can't deny it really hurt
Guess I'm a fool
Or extremely dense
Coming back is against all my common sense
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8. |
Some Kind of Heaven
03:57
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When I am weak from carrying my load, yeah
When I reach that old end of the road
When I'm fed up and when I'm done
Well I'm gonna have my day in the sun
The Emerald City, it ain't half as pretty
As some kind
Some kind of heaven
Well I am young and I am fit
And I don't give a flying shit
This must be some kind of heaven
Well I drive myself a Maserati and I sing like Pavarotti
This is some kind of heaven
The City of Light, well it ain't half as bright
And the Taj Mahal, it don't compare at all
Everything is perfect here
Got no worries, got no fear
Everyone is happy and tan
Every child, woman and man
The Great Wall of China it seems rather minor
The Pyramids of Giza, well it just doesn't please ya
The Gardens of Babylon just make you wanna yawn
The Temple of Artemis, it’s so easy to dismiss
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9. |
Everything Must Go
04:32
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Don't got no money, don't got no job
My brother-in-law says I'm a big fat slob
Don't got no prospects
Times are pretty tough so I'm having me a sale
To get rid of my stuff
Nothing's gone as planned
Won't you please lend me a hand
Everything must go, yeah, yeah, yeah
This is a Walkman, it plays a cassette
You can make a mix tape or maybe crepe suzette
Here is my computer, it's not too out of date
Here's a fancy tie
For when you dine with heads of state
I'm not being funny
I could really use the money
Here is a song, it's not worth a thing
The melody's crap and I can barely sing
I'm feeling the pinch, I'm nearly destitute
I'll sell my organs or be a prostitute
I'm down on luck and boy does that suck
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10. |
Fatherless Child
05:43
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Who's got a shoulder when I need to cry
I feel restless and I don't know why
I cry for help but still I feel alone
Like a fatherless child along way from home
I am lost and I can't find my way
I'm dealing with my struggles from day to day
Who's got compassion when I need a friend
Who will hold my hand when I descend
I feel abandoned and I feel bereft
Like a fatherless child whose spirit has left
My soul is weak but I wanna be strong
I try to run but I've run too long
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
Sometimes I feel like a fatherless child
Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone
A long, long way from home
Who's got compassion when I need a good heart
Who will give me loving when I fall apart
I shout in the night but no one ever hears
Like a fatherless child who can't hold back tears
My heart is broke and it needs repair
Who among you will show that they care
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone
A long, long way from home
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I'm a millionaire and I don't give a care
And I live in a big old house
Everybody likes me
I mean, what's not to like
I don't sit around and grouse
I got a heart of gold and soul of beaten brass
I ain't no snake in the grass
When I look in the mirror I look pretty good
In fact I look pretty freakin' awesome
Wasn't always the case
I used to be a weakling
It took me awhile to blossom
I got a heart of gold and soul of beaten brass
If you don't like it kiss my ass
You can see me on the TV and you can read my blog
You know me better than your wife
I talk about stuff, stuff you wanna hear
Stuff that makes for a happier life
I got a heart of gold and soul of beaten brass
I just ooze class
I put my name on buildings, I put my name on steaks
I am the mark of quality
I'm bigger than the Beatles, bigger than Elvis
Yeah, no one's bigger than me
I got a heart of gold and soul of beaten brass
If you don't dig it kiss my ass
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12. |
No More Time
04:39
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I still got stuff to do, I know I'm not yet through
Just give me one more day, now
I still got hopes and dreams
I still got plans and schemes
Don't you dare drag me away, now
All I want is a bit more time
It won't cost you one thin dime
Don't tell me no, no, now
Let me go, let me go now
The clock is winding down
And the ghosts they rule the town
And there is no more time
My days are growing short
Got none left to extort and there is no more time
No more time to mess around
No more time to go on the town
No more time to have my fun
No more time, my day is done
Wanna eat a grand buffet
Wanna live like Hemingway
Still need time for me to grow, now
Wanna visit Paris, France
Wanna learn a brand new dance
Don't tell me I gotta go, now
All I want is one more hour
You can help me, you got the power
Don't tell me no, no, now
Let me go, let me go now
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