

Teddy, for all the good times, and for taming the unreasonable rhythms I keep trying to write. Thank you also to: Fox Amoore, for being the best friend and musical partner one could hope for. Special thanks to those who commissioned some of these songs, including:īlue Grayfox, Urbis, Kim “Nova Luna Kochevar”, Brexton Mustel, and Beth "Becca Fire ranch" Fries. Also, I am grateful to you, for reading this, and for listening. I am grateful to the musicians who have added their creativity and energy to these songs, and molded this album into what it is. I am grateful to the commissioners who funded the creation of many of these songs, and helped spark the ideas within. I am grateful to every person who’s supported me, both emotionally and materially. Things have changed so much in 7 years, and because of the people around me, much of that change has been for the better. When I was settling in with the state I now call home. These chords trace a path back to when I was singing at an amusement park. All of these songs have stories and significance to me, even though their genres and styles are so very different. That cover of Starry Destination was recorded shortly after meeting Fox Amoore, who would end up being partly responsible for my having a career in the first place. The BLFC Anthem showed that I could write not only for myself, but as a part of larger projects. This is a collection of tracks recorded between 20 with the bulk of the takes done in the last 4 years of that period. Lie luh lie, he says not much will change Lie luh lie, they can’t act in the Senate We gotta bomb Yemen before checks are sent Our Democrat saviors won’t hold up a veto It’s been 32 weeks since we got our twelve hundredĪnd 5 bucks a day doesn’t cover much rent Got put on paid leave and then back to the beatĪ couple were charged and still fewer convicted The officers filmed handing out executions Lie luh lie, states will nail distribution Get it on camera while workers still wait The same politicians who said not to worry Lie luh lie, we’re still offering nothingĪnd stock market gamblers have taken the bait Thanks to the Georgians who didn’t vote red Lost seats in the house but gained some in the senate Some time in November they held an electionĪnd Trump nearly won despite a quarter million dead Lie luh lie, here, enjoy this new pipe-line Lie luh lie, we won’t drill on your park land Our leaders suspect that their work there is done With no rain for months and a climate that’s drying To no one’s surprise, the west coast was on fireĪnd 10 states away the smoke covered the sun Yet one more year where we won’t have a con So pay us to stay home and keep our masks on or it’s Lie luh lie, all the games will be played Lie luh lie, we’ll make rules and enforce them They’ll get you corona but never fair pay The SEC’s rolling and Notre Dame’s coughing Got through to July with conventions all streaming Your grin's the sweetest that I've ever seenĬause since I've kissed it I am at your command (Cause I) don't want to live my life alone Stuck inside my mind, thinkin’ all the time Interlude - | D | D.D/C| x4 last chord: G

Rock breakdown - D 8 bars (4 halftime bars) Lie luh lie, get your ass back to work now Landlords need rent so they don’t have to work Mask up or die, and hold strong your convictions In the heat of the summer, here come the evictions Lie luh lie, don’t trust your own eye balls In all 50 states our protectors and serversīeat up your children to show that they’re tough The police were out doing their unprovoked murders Lock down, unless you’re a broke employee They run out of doctors.įor 2 weeks or longer you might be a “Walker” Just go to the doctor, unless you are poor Maybe someone was coughing, and asked what you’re there for Lie luh lie, “Berners won’t vote for Bi-denįor the last time this year, we went to the airport Never mind the Italians, there’s no need to stay in

Got through February, and not much had happened So stay 6 feet from me and keep the mask onįor this is a year when we won’t have a con If we stoked concerns about going to work The gameshow host told us that he’d have to fire us Some kind of flu that was some kind of worse
