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this is some covers and not from the back of the house at Shredquarters. this album is a work in progress but you can watch me make it. things look bad for our hero, but he just might come up with some last-ditch crazy and maverick plan that will save everything! stay tuned!

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released November 29, 2012

"please don't take my one ewe how could you" and "this world is not my home" were recorded 6 am day after christmas with david and deborah and jess as the backup gospel choir. the television in the background was added by hank on chrisbickelmas.

the rest of the songs were added as the twelve days of christmas carried on. i'm not gonna say it's finished but there will be little changes at this point.

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falling off a building Columbia, South Carolina

this act began in 2004 and just turned ten years old. it's been surviving on the fringes of interest since the day it was first conceived. it's worth doing. it's that thing of realising you are your own best friend and you need to take as good of care of yourself as you possibly can and in so doing you learn to take care of everyone else. ... more

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Track Name: please don't take my one ewe, how could you.
why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?
why buy the cow when you can take the milk from me.
bury the sound and sleep there in your body.
why buy the milk when you can take the cow from me?

i tripped on a stone that said "rent to own"
i hoped for honest toil but the grass was already mown.
you can sleep but you can't sleep there
you let your petty snores out and into the air
you were patiently waiting for a meal.
you were anticipating how bad it would feel.
you took a mug shot and you sealed the deal.

why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?
why buy the cow when you can take the milk from me.
bury the sound and sleep there in your body.
why buy the milk when you can take the cow from me?

come on, i knew the room was already booked.
i knew my goose was already cooked.

my mouth was water for the crow i would eat
i'd seen how tenderly you took off her feet
while there's four and twenty blackbirds that i can't forget,
i knead so much dough just to pay the rent.

why buy the cow?
why, by the cow?
why bother with the cow when you're gonna buy the whole farm anyway.
Track Name: speak softly (GPL cover)
in honor of Chris Bickel's birthday, i am posting this cover of a Guyana Punch Line song. that band did some amazing things for Columbia. i'm extremely grateful that Chris Bickel was born. merry chrisbickelmas! peace and goodwill towards men. prepare to have it taken away, the oppressed become the obsessed driven by religious drug fix just like 1776 smashism!
Track Name: black captain (BPB cover)
this song is part of bonnie prince billy (will oldham) 's side of the collaboration with angel olsen.

sorry about the treble squeaks. i'm doing the best i can. i still have a bit of a cold in my throat.
Track Name: don't be such a baby
don't be such a baby
don't act such a child
you got knives in the kitchen drawer and there's chains at the hardware store.
Track Name: roadside monument
i was sleepin by the roadside, put in a fx,
but i have got my pride, won't give mouth to these dicks.
my father had the nerve to tell me i'm sick
but at least i acknowledge it

the candle burns at both ends, well of course, the wicks
have both been exposed, so i'm keepin em lit
and the faster i demolish this candle the better
cos i'm waxing the floor and i'm waning out the door. go get 'er

come on and take a bite of this cold candle that i light
and i'll see you all inside of the sunset that i ride
off into,
can't get enough of you

mary lou, i think of you from time to time
how you taught me to remember, let the punishment fit the crime
how we bit off more than we could chew
you threw it up on me
i threw it up on you

i don't wanna remember, but i won't let you forget
that whatever you dismember may remember you yet
you tend to believe December's never comin, but get this:
she's cold waiting in an alley, her eyes are begging for a kiss, oh yes.

come on and take a hint, i can't remember what i meant but i'll see your legs get bent in that wal-mart parking lot that we went into
can't get enough of you
can't get enough of you two

take my life and let it be a delicious thing to eat, keep my mind on your plate and my neck beneath your feet so much is at stake that i can't admit defeat
but each candle i light
won't keep me warm at night
i'll watch the whole house fight
the fire of insight ability (incitablity)

can't get enough of me
can't get enough of me three times
can't get enough of me
free my body from the shackles of these nervous rhymes
Track Name: you just missed him
every time the phone rings i wish it was you. i wish it said you on my caller ID. and everyone i talk to, i wish they were you cos no one can do what you did for me.

every boy that i see, i wish he was you, i wish it was true you'd come back to me, exactly in the way that you used to be, before you got so lost that you couldn't see a reason to keep being yourself.

everything that i do to take up my time, to keep up my mind off of what went wrong, well it helps a little, but it don't kill the pain or take it away because this belongs to me like you did, but you left and i'm short of breath cos you did what you did. what you did!

every dream he gave me, well i'd throw it away for just one more day by your side, in your arms. oh my god i hate him because he ain't you, no this just won't do, when it's you i'm missing
missing
missing

bless your heart, just look at you,
you fell apart and i did too.

bless your art, just look at you
you fell a pardon, i did too.
Track Name: please don't take my one you
why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?
why buy the cow when you can take the milk from me.
bury the sound and the sleep there in your body.
why buy the milk when you can take the cow from me?

i tripped on a stone that said "rent to own"
i hoped for honest toil but the grass was already mown.
you can sleep but you can't sleep there
you'd let your petty snores out and into the air
you were patiently waiting for a meal.
you were anticipating how bad it would feel.
you took a mug shot and you sealed the deal.

why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?
why buy the cow when you can take the milk from me.
bury the sound and sleep there in your body.
why buy the milk when you can take the cow from me?

we stripped on a stone that said "everything is known"
we hoped for summer's eve but the leaves were bein blown
you can rake here but you can't wake there
while they let their pretty prayers give their kids a good scare
you were patiently waiting for a case
you were anticipating how awful it'd taste
you shook out a soft pun and it laid you to waste
you took out a shotgun, it blew up in your face.

why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?
why buy the cow when you can take the milk from me.
bury the sound and stake there in your body.
why buy the milk when you can take the cow from me?

come on, i knew the room was already booked.
i knew my goose was already cooked.
my mouth was water for the crow i would eat
i'd seen how tenderly you took off her feet
while there's four and twenty blackbirds that i can't forget,
i knead so much dough just to pay the rent.

why buy the cow?
why, by the cow?
why bother with the cow when you're gonna buy the whole farm anyway.
Track Name: this world is not my home
this song was done by i think the Carter Family. I know it from David Dondero's version.

this world is not my home. i'm only passing through it. many pleasures i have known, way beyond the blue. many friends and kindred souls have all gone before me. and i can't feel at home in this world anymore.

oh, Lord, did you know I've no better friend than you? if heaven ain't my home, i don't know what i'll do. i hear the voices from the old heaven's open door, and i can't feel at home in this world anymore.

over in the glory, land, there'll be no dyin there. saints all will shout in victory, lots of singin everywhere. i hear their voices through the old heaven's open door. and i can't feel at home in this world anymore.

i can't feel at home in this world anymore.
i mean, can you blame me?
i'm not good at that!
haha!