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Better Than Us
02:40
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The jealousy don't phase me anymore
My confidence is bruised but still stronger than yours
One day I grew out of rock and roll
But we kept playing 90's
'Til the joke had done more than taken its toll
And nobody came to our very last show
'Cause they knew all our songs
Better than us
I'll be better than us
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Her Song
04:32
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Before her drug was romance
Now she's all messed up on love
But the music never goes away
Her boyfriend do who he pleases
And loved ones warn her but she says
"Go away mom, I'm going to love him
Yes he's worthy, no I'm not above him"
Before she used to write dirges
Now she's a mommy of four
But the music never goes away
Her anchors cry for attention
Her husband laughs until she says
"Go away hon, I'm going to do this"
But her poems all turn into to-do lists
And they all come first
And she doesn't know why
Everything she starts never ends
And we haven't heard her song in so long
And she's wasting away to nothing good
She's wasting away to nothing good
Her child sang angelically
Now she's rebellious and numb
She's a chip off the proverbial block
A mother cries "don't follow me"
A daughter screams back in her face
"Go away mom, I'm going to love him
Yes he's worthy, no I'm not above him"
And they'll all come first, just like she did
And she'll never know why
Everything she starts never ends
And we haven't heard her song in so long
And she's wasting away to nothing good
She's wasting away to nothing good
She needs something to bring her out
We need something to bring her out
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All of That to Me
03:42
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Porch sitting on a lake outside of Cadiz
Hoping you won't track me down to haunt my precious dreams
Three states from where your house of love and hate is
I shoot the breeze with singing frogs who dodge the moonlight beams
A month ago today I said it's over
I love you all I can but not enough to make you stay
It's a solitary sigh among the clover
Of all my selfish wants this is the only thing I pray
Of all the men you'll love
I'm one of the bright spots
Of all the lips you'll kiss
You'll look back fondly on kissing mine
And that's all I want to be
'Cause you're all of that to me
Yeah that's all I want to be
May in Kentucky makes me shiver
Salt runs to my lips though I am far from any sea
It seems this child couldn't quite deliver
A man to truly care for you as you so cared for me
So I'll just hope
Of all the men you'll love
I'm one of the bright spots
Of all the lips you'll kiss
You'll look back fondly on kissing mine
And that's all I want to be
'Cause you're all of that to me
Yes you are
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Obviously you've had a bit too much to drink
Your I.Q. has started to sink
Must be the Bud Light talking
I have written some songs
And I thought that they ought to be heard
But your mis-fashioned mullet popped in just to shout "Freebird!"
So if I played you your Freebird
Would you buy my CD?
Well I don't think so, that's why you won't hear that shit from me
And I if I played you your Freebird
Would you drown in your beer?
Or go watch wrestling, pick fights or hunt for deer?
I've got your Freebird right here
Obviously you didn't make it past the 7th grade
Your ideals started to fade when you knocked up sis
(You shouldn't touch sis)
Hey Clem, I hate to break the news
But Kid Rock REALLY sucks
So do Chevy trucks and yeah, Ford's too
A doobie doo doo
If I played you your Freebird
Would it take you back to the day
When girls still talked to you and Kiss still had something to say?
And If I played you your Freebird
Would you finally lend me an ear?
Well I don't think so, so call me puss rock, call me queer
I've got your Freebird right here.
Won't cut your lawn when NASCAR is on
I think your house may have a flat tire
(Ass)
If I played you your Freebird
Would you buy my CD?
Well I don't think so, that's why you won't hear that shit from me
Would you finally lend me an ear?
Well I don't think so, so call me puss rock, call me queer
I've got your Freebird right here
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By the time I wake up most real men have
Closed a thousand deals and shook more hands than
A campaign promisee
It's lifeblood for them but I don't think it's for me
Waking up at 5 to go workout or
Wallowing in corporate self-doubt for
A brand new SUV
My car runs fine as long as it's above 73 degrees
Everyone's stupid
I'd join if I could but I'm
Waiting for the sky to fall
By doing nothing
I'm doing some good
Just waiting for the sky to fall
By the time I wake up most real men have
Dropped their kids at school to fail again and
Told their son "keep in line"
But forgot it was his birthday, he's 8, maybe he's 9
Well it's not like dad's to blame, work's been a burden
Secretaries desk has left him hurtin'
His wife loves him blind
He didn't wanna kiss her but damn, she was so fine
So damn fine
Everyone's stupid
I'd join if I could but I'm
Waiting for the sky to fall
By doing nothing
I'm doing some good
Just waiting for the sky to fall
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Still On Trial
03:07
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Still on trial for beating myself senseless
On the mend, she's building her defenses
Waste of time, but maybe she'd be willing
I'd find it so fulfilling
So empty, cold, but thrilling
Please
The music in my head
My life my world my soulmate for a lifetime
It wakes me up
Get out of bed
My wife my world my soulmate for a lifetime
Some would give their life for such a pleasure
Her intentions not for me to measure
Taste of wine and maybe I could love her
I'd never need another
Better pass me down another
Please
The music in my head
My life my world my soulmate for a lifetime
It wakes me up
Get out of bed
My wife my world my soulmate for a lifetime
All day long I try to think of reasons
For my heart on which it's open season
Lonely times, but maybe this is better
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Disguise
03:47
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Cold blooded scoundrel you are my friend
Such a sad, sad story of a loveless life
That hope could never bend
Why did you listen to the words that I said
Why did you feed upon the lies that I fed
It seems a waste of my time to try and piece together
What was in his head
Oh it's forever carved in stone
So sorry I said what was said
The words weren't my own
I left you down on your knees
Knocked down to size
It's different from what I believe
A result of disguise
Dark eyes are silent, can he speak? Can he say?
And the fear of never knowing just what he thinks
Keeps these walls he's built growing stronger everyday
And now the paper says that he was loved
And now his mother says he loves god above
It seems a waste of my time to try and piece together
What was never there
Oh it's forever carved in stone
So sorry I said what was said
The words weren't my own
I left you down on your knees
Knocked down to size
It's different from what I believe
A result of disguise
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8. |
Benediction
03:28
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Call heaven
I just found a tenant
Strike me dead if all her neighbors look like this
She's tried me
Her personality delightful
Though I find myself quite frightful
She says I'm the only one
But I can't find the piece of mind
When she's always on the phone
And we're never quite alone
And talking's hard when there's not much nice to say
I don't know why I love her so
Another clown to pass her time
Another reason to her rhyme
Another reason
So I guess that this is love
So happy I found love
Wrong feeling
We need to talk about our cancer
I try to call but there's no answer
Let it ring eleven times
Sweet morphine
Please let this die if it's to die and spare these bones
'Cause every second I fall harder
I try to read her mind
Along the altar where she prays
In an alcoholic haze
Am I there in her semi-conscious dreams?
White house with a picket fence
No I know that's not her thing
Lo the choir starts to sing
The benediction
So I guess that this is love
So happy I found love
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Jeremy Facknitz Colorado
Jeremy Facknitz' style, continuously optimistic despite past battles with depression and alcoholism, epitomizes the strength of such confessional greats as Jim Croce and Gordon Lightfoot, with an obvious wink to Michael Penn in the chord changes, a nod to Radiohead in the rule-breaking, and an appreciation for melody and structure that would make Elvis Costello feel the torch had been passed. ... more
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