it's been a while but there are shows to announce and new records to mention...
Saturday, March 2 - The May Day Orchestra returns to the Schlafly Tap Room after an absence from the world of live shows. Popular Mechanics and Chateau Nowhere are also on the bill. Free show, 9PM.
Saturday, March 9 - The Union Electric returns to The Blue Agave in Belleville, IL
Friday, March 15 - Off Broadway hosts the third annual Phil Ochs tribute show. Tim Rakel, solo or with minimal accompaniment, will play a couple numbers by the late songwriter.
Saturday, March 23 - Tim Rakel, solo, opening for Tim Lowly and Ribbons of Song. This show will take place at Foam on the corner of Cherokee and South Jefferson.
Saturday, March 30 - The Union Electric plays Plush for the first time, opening for Great Isaac on the occasion of their CD release.
Record Store Day weekend -
Saturday, April 20 - details tba - record store sets and afterparty -
three new 7" records from The May Day Orchestra, The Chainsaw Gentlemen, and The Union Electric to be released amongst the other festivities.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Time Is Gold
The Union Electric will release its first full-length album this July.
The new release is called "Time Is Gold" and the lyrics to the eleven songs follow.
1 - Truman (or That Great Atomic Power Scared Charlie Louvin More Than God)
There's a White House war machine, the one Wilson switched on waited long enough and joined the side that won Roosevelt was dying, they had to find a man who would keep things running just like they planned Henry Wallace said what he really thought and there's no room for that no chance for that to move up in Washington When Roosevelt died, they had Truman move in left all the furniture exactly how it had been Independence to Washington Show me a man who would seem to take a stand got the White House blues all across this land MacArthur covers a whole nation's eyes and he waits for William Laurence to come claim his prize Hiroshima to Washington That great atomic power, scared Charlie Louvin, scared him more than God. Drop the little boy and the fat man now you got the whole world with the Marshall Plan The doctrine was in order, they just needed a name almost any other man, it would have been the same it's a shame in Washington Now you have to close your eyes to deny the rumors the working class, we're all consumers Truman left the White House, his job was done left all the furniture for the next one Eisenhauer to Washington The Rosenbergs were still in prison, going to the chair now there's a new man in the White House it doesn't change a thing, in Washington because that great atomic power scared Charlie Louvin scared him more than God.
2 - Saint Francis Of Illinois (for Vachel Lindsay)
Saint Francis of Illinois says only poverty will bring our redemption walk the muddy roads like they were the paths of heaven stay away from the main road stay away from the big town beg a meal at five o'clock and find a place to settle down for the night and tell your stories to pass the time when I was the king of birds I slept in the stables of horses tell your stories to pass the time trade them for bread, it's better than toil distance yourself from the machinery of the cities bleeding oil Saint Francis of Illinois says only poverty will bring our redemption walk the muddy roads like they were the paths of heaven When I was the king of birds I slept in the stables of horses
3 - Center Of The Storm (for Lucy Parsons)
Up from Waco, where we're not welcome up from Waco to Chicago to the center of the storm to the center of the storm I said I still see slaves with longer chains they said leave town or you will hang you can vote for bread clothes and shelter you can vote but they won't give you these things leaders make the laws and live real comfortable live off you workers like foreign kings what you produce is no guarantee toil and pray your time is gold your time is gold and when you have no means that's what gets sold Up from Waco, where we're not welcome up from Waco to Chicago to the center of the storm to the center of the storm I said I still see slaves with longer chains they said leave town or you will hang
The following will be reprinted soon but can also be found by searching The Union Electric lyrics already posted:
4 - Tunnels (Under the Hotel Imperial)
5 - Thyalcine (written by Stefene Russell)
6 - Bugs (based on the true story of Ross Lessor)
7 - Casino Janitor
Kinsale to Congo, displacement displayed heavy drinking and a collapse of any structures ever laid out of your element from the farm to the town a wasted life wondering how it all broke down I wonder about the help here and where they came from I wonder what we're doing and how anything gets done
8 - Bucket Of Blood (based on various tales, including Mr. Townsend's own)
Henry he hopped that north-bound train jumped off in the yard in east st louis henry was a shoeshine boy fronting for that bootlegging man downtown henry learned to play that mean guitar henry learned to play that sweet guitar had some folks jealous with the way that he played JD Short got him in the back that coward with a knife got him in the back Henry was a bleeding he nearly died when that coward snake got him in the back henry wanted to take his revenge went hunting JD Short through all the joints cornered him at the bucket of blood Henry stepped up and short pulled his knife Henry drew his gun and he took a shot Short jumped up yelled and fell down Henry left the yard same way he'd come in Short lay bleeding hurting on the ground Henry he's an old man now stack-a-lee's been long dead now with many a song to sing and many a tale to tell the city Henry knew it ain't there no more the Booker Washington theatre been torn down the city Henry knew it ain't here no more
9 - Necklace Of Shoes (for Muntadhar al-Zaidi)
Roll out all the red carpets Put up a castle out in the sand Put up a throne out in the desert go to hell where you'll bother no one This is a farewell kiss, you dog Now you’ll wear a necklace of shoes A ridiculous disgrace Ridiculous and ready to kill us Keep moving to stay alive Oh, the people… Keep moving while asleep The people are sharks Corrupt but loyal, it’s the customer’s money It’s about money it's a rich land It was a rich land and now it’s a poor one by the sleight of a government magic hand Wars and walls all around ourselves Roll out the carpet so full of sand Put up a throne out in the desert now you're king of a forsaken land This is a farewell kiss, you dog Now you’ll wear a necklace of shoes A ridiculous disgrace Ridiculous and ready to kill us
10 - Sentence (see note above)
11 - The Laughing Song (written by Hunter Brumfield III)
He's sorry that things turned out as they did, it's a god-forsaken shame small was the box in which that he hid to temper his poisonous brain he reached for the stars, came back with stumps in a downpour, yearning for rain happiness got him once he hit bottom gonna laugh his way through all the pain Believe him it's easy to drink and be sleazy as your conscience just limps along mistaking freedom for license, he screamed in the silence and his echo said boy you're all wrong well, life is absurd, haven't you heard? keep laughing boy, that's your best bet Life is absurd, haven't you heard? keep laughing boy, that's your best bet
The new release is called "Time Is Gold" and the lyrics to the eleven songs follow.
1 - Truman (or That Great Atomic Power Scared Charlie Louvin More Than God)
There's a White House war machine, the one Wilson switched on waited long enough and joined the side that won Roosevelt was dying, they had to find a man who would keep things running just like they planned Henry Wallace said what he really thought and there's no room for that no chance for that to move up in Washington When Roosevelt died, they had Truman move in left all the furniture exactly how it had been Independence to Washington Show me a man who would seem to take a stand got the White House blues all across this land MacArthur covers a whole nation's eyes and he waits for William Laurence to come claim his prize Hiroshima to Washington That great atomic power, scared Charlie Louvin, scared him more than God. Drop the little boy and the fat man now you got the whole world with the Marshall Plan The doctrine was in order, they just needed a name almost any other man, it would have been the same it's a shame in Washington Now you have to close your eyes to deny the rumors the working class, we're all consumers Truman left the White House, his job was done left all the furniture for the next one Eisenhauer to Washington The Rosenbergs were still in prison, going to the chair now there's a new man in the White House it doesn't change a thing, in Washington because that great atomic power scared Charlie Louvin scared him more than God.
2 - Saint Francis Of Illinois (for Vachel Lindsay)
Saint Francis of Illinois says only poverty will bring our redemption walk the muddy roads like they were the paths of heaven stay away from the main road stay away from the big town beg a meal at five o'clock and find a place to settle down for the night and tell your stories to pass the time when I was the king of birds I slept in the stables of horses tell your stories to pass the time trade them for bread, it's better than toil distance yourself from the machinery of the cities bleeding oil Saint Francis of Illinois says only poverty will bring our redemption walk the muddy roads like they were the paths of heaven When I was the king of birds I slept in the stables of horses
3 - Center Of The Storm (for Lucy Parsons)
Up from Waco, where we're not welcome up from Waco to Chicago to the center of the storm to the center of the storm I said I still see slaves with longer chains they said leave town or you will hang you can vote for bread clothes and shelter you can vote but they won't give you these things leaders make the laws and live real comfortable live off you workers like foreign kings what you produce is no guarantee toil and pray your time is gold your time is gold and when you have no means that's what gets sold Up from Waco, where we're not welcome up from Waco to Chicago to the center of the storm to the center of the storm I said I still see slaves with longer chains they said leave town or you will hang
The following will be reprinted soon but can also be found by searching The Union Electric lyrics already posted:
4 - Tunnels (Under the Hotel Imperial)
5 - Thyalcine (written by Stefene Russell)
6 - Bugs (based on the true story of Ross Lessor)
7 - Casino Janitor
Kinsale to Congo, displacement displayed heavy drinking and a collapse of any structures ever laid out of your element from the farm to the town a wasted life wondering how it all broke down I wonder about the help here and where they came from I wonder what we're doing and how anything gets done
8 - Bucket Of Blood (based on various tales, including Mr. Townsend's own)
Henry he hopped that north-bound train jumped off in the yard in east st louis henry was a shoeshine boy fronting for that bootlegging man downtown henry learned to play that mean guitar henry learned to play that sweet guitar had some folks jealous with the way that he played JD Short got him in the back that coward with a knife got him in the back Henry was a bleeding he nearly died when that coward snake got him in the back henry wanted to take his revenge went hunting JD Short through all the joints cornered him at the bucket of blood Henry stepped up and short pulled his knife Henry drew his gun and he took a shot Short jumped up yelled and fell down Henry left the yard same way he'd come in Short lay bleeding hurting on the ground Henry he's an old man now stack-a-lee's been long dead now with many a song to sing and many a tale to tell the city Henry knew it ain't there no more the Booker Washington theatre been torn down the city Henry knew it ain't here no more
9 - Necklace Of Shoes (for Muntadhar al-Zaidi)
Roll out all the red carpets Put up a castle out in the sand Put up a throne out in the desert go to hell where you'll bother no one This is a farewell kiss, you dog Now you’ll wear a necklace of shoes A ridiculous disgrace Ridiculous and ready to kill us Keep moving to stay alive Oh, the people… Keep moving while asleep The people are sharks Corrupt but loyal, it’s the customer’s money It’s about money it's a rich land It was a rich land and now it’s a poor one by the sleight of a government magic hand Wars and walls all around ourselves Roll out the carpet so full of sand Put up a throne out in the desert now you're king of a forsaken land This is a farewell kiss, you dog Now you’ll wear a necklace of shoes A ridiculous disgrace Ridiculous and ready to kill us
10 - Sentence (see note above)
11 - The Laughing Song (written by Hunter Brumfield III)
He's sorry that things turned out as they did, it's a god-forsaken shame small was the box in which that he hid to temper his poisonous brain he reached for the stars, came back with stumps in a downpour, yearning for rain happiness got him once he hit bottom gonna laugh his way through all the pain Believe him it's easy to drink and be sleazy as your conscience just limps along mistaking freedom for license, he screamed in the silence and his echo said boy you're all wrong well, life is absurd, haven't you heard? keep laughing boy, that's your best bet Life is absurd, haven't you heard? keep laughing boy, that's your best bet
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The Return of Robert Blake, Robert Sarazin Blake that is
For several years now, Robert Sarazin Blake travels from the northwestern-most corner of the most northwestern state to visit us here in Missouri.
The first show was a chance encounter in a basement. The Seven Shot Screamers and Bad Folk were both asked to play. Members of both bands, but neither band in its complete form, showed up to play acoustic sets. Despite the person who booked the show not being there nor the people who lived in the house above, those that were there in the basement were treated to a nice evening of music.
The following year, Bad Folk, once again without its complete line-up, joined The Adversary Workers in another basement for a show with Robert Blake.
Out of the underground, Blake has staged shows on actual stages in the intervening years. One of my current projects, The Union Electric, played its first show at Off Broadway with Robert Blake and his drummer Jordan Rain in 2009.
Now, seven years after that first basement show, former Bad Folk Tim Rakel, former Seven Shot Screamer Chris Powers, and former Adversary Worker Glenn Burleigh will reconvene with Robert Blake during a series of shows around the area.
Here are the details:
Wednesday, February 22 - RSB at the Urban Chestnut Brewery
Wednesday, February 29 - RSB, Irene Allen, The Union Electric and The Red Headed Strangers at El Lenador. Spend your extra leap year hours drinking Stag beer, won't you...
Thursday, March 1 - The David Mafield Parade, Bob Reuter's Alley Ghost and Robert Sarazin Blake at The Heavy Anchor
Saturday, March 3 - Robert Sarazin Blake and The Griddle Kids (featuring Chris Powers) at Mangia Italiano
Blake / Union Electric tour:
Thursday, March 8 - Springfield, MO with Angry Panda
Friday, March 9 - Columbia, MO
Saturday, March 10 - Kirksville, MO
The first show was a chance encounter in a basement. The Seven Shot Screamers and Bad Folk were both asked to play. Members of both bands, but neither band in its complete form, showed up to play acoustic sets. Despite the person who booked the show not being there nor the people who lived in the house above, those that were there in the basement were treated to a nice evening of music.
The following year, Bad Folk, once again without its complete line-up, joined The Adversary Workers in another basement for a show with Robert Blake.
Out of the underground, Blake has staged shows on actual stages in the intervening years. One of my current projects, The Union Electric, played its first show at Off Broadway with Robert Blake and his drummer Jordan Rain in 2009.
Now, seven years after that first basement show, former Bad Folk Tim Rakel, former Seven Shot Screamer Chris Powers, and former Adversary Worker Glenn Burleigh will reconvene with Robert Blake during a series of shows around the area.
Here are the details:
Wednesday, February 22 - RSB at the Urban Chestnut Brewery
Wednesday, February 29 - RSB, Irene Allen, The Union Electric and The Red Headed Strangers at El Lenador. Spend your extra leap year hours drinking Stag beer, won't you...
Thursday, March 1 - The David Mafield Parade, Bob Reuter's Alley Ghost and Robert Sarazin Blake at The Heavy Anchor
Saturday, March 3 - Robert Sarazin Blake and The Griddle Kids (featuring Chris Powers) at Mangia Italiano
Blake / Union Electric tour:
Thursday, March 8 - Springfield, MO with Angry Panda
Friday, March 9 - Columbia, MO
Saturday, March 10 - Kirksville, MO
Friday, December 23, 2011
That Great Atomic Power Scared Charlie Louvin More Than God
"There's a White House war machine, the one Wilson switched on, waited long enough and joined the side that won..."
Thus begins my damning chronicle of the presidential lineage of America's twentieth century. The song was supposed to be specifically about Harry Truman, Missouri's only contribution to the whole mess, but I got carried away by history. I found I couldn't write about the president out of context. It would be like trying to write the biography of Mr. Punch without referring to his beating of Judy and the conquering of his various foes, not to mention his status as puppet under the control of another's story-line.
The process started with the title. I often come up with that before the lyrics are finished, as a guiding inspiration and to keep things focused. Ten or twelve years ago I discovered The Louvin Brothers and their Christian-flavored bluegrass, such as the album "Satan Is Real". Their song "That Great Atomic Power" struck me as an anomaly in their repertoire. They were talking about Jesus again but they were relating it to this political issue at hand.
About the same time, I began reading Howard Zinn's "A People's History of The United States" and began a lengthy list of near verses noting the history of atrocity that was American politics of the twentieth century. It had to be pared down, so I focused on what led to Truman's appointment and the Fifties culture that followed his epoch, all the while keeping a watchful eye on that looming nuclear presence.
Then, my Bad Folk bandmate Joey Gavin and I were playing one day and we started in on "White House Blues", played by many old time musicians including Charlie Poole on the Anthology of American Folk Music. How could I have not thought of ripping off that chord progression for this particular song's purpose?
As we enter another election year, I join many in their disappointment with Barack Obama's term. The second George Bush dragged this song's relevance into this twenty-first century and the current man has also neglected to cut his puppet strings, tying him to this shameful history as well.
"Truman" or "#33"
There's a White House War machine, the one Wilson switched on, waited long enough and joined the side that won. Roosevelt was dying, they had to find a man who would keep things running just like they planned. Henry Wallace said what he really thought and there's no room for that, no chance for that to move up in Washington.
When Roosevelt died, they had Truman move in, left all the furniture exactly how it had been. "Show me" a man who would seem to take a stand, got the White House blues all across this land. MacArthur covers a whole nation's eyes and he waits for William Laurence to come claim his prize, Hiroshima to Washington. That great atomic power, scared Charlie Louvin, scared him more than God.
Drop the little boy and the fat man, now you got the whole world with the Marshall Plan. The doctrines were in order, they just needed a name, almost any other man, it would have been the same, it's a shame in Washington. Now you have to close your eyes to deny the rumors, the working class, we're all consumers. Truman left the White House, his job was done, left all the furniture for the next one, Eisenhauer to Washington. The Rosenbergs were still in prison, going to the chair, now there's a new man in the White House, it doesn't change a thing, in Washington. Because that great atomic power, scared Charlie Louvin, scared him more than God.
Thus begins my damning chronicle of the presidential lineage of America's twentieth century. The song was supposed to be specifically about Harry Truman, Missouri's only contribution to the whole mess, but I got carried away by history. I found I couldn't write about the president out of context. It would be like trying to write the biography of Mr. Punch without referring to his beating of Judy and the conquering of his various foes, not to mention his status as puppet under the control of another's story-line.
The process started with the title. I often come up with that before the lyrics are finished, as a guiding inspiration and to keep things focused. Ten or twelve years ago I discovered The Louvin Brothers and their Christian-flavored bluegrass, such as the album "Satan Is Real". Their song "That Great Atomic Power" struck me as an anomaly in their repertoire. They were talking about Jesus again but they were relating it to this political issue at hand.
About the same time, I began reading Howard Zinn's "A People's History of The United States" and began a lengthy list of near verses noting the history of atrocity that was American politics of the twentieth century. It had to be pared down, so I focused on what led to Truman's appointment and the Fifties culture that followed his epoch, all the while keeping a watchful eye on that looming nuclear presence.
Then, my Bad Folk bandmate Joey Gavin and I were playing one day and we started in on "White House Blues", played by many old time musicians including Charlie Poole on the Anthology of American Folk Music. How could I have not thought of ripping off that chord progression for this particular song's purpose?
As we enter another election year, I join many in their disappointment with Barack Obama's term. The second George Bush dragged this song's relevance into this twenty-first century and the current man has also neglected to cut his puppet strings, tying him to this shameful history as well.
"Truman" or "#33"
There's a White House War machine, the one Wilson switched on, waited long enough and joined the side that won. Roosevelt was dying, they had to find a man who would keep things running just like they planned. Henry Wallace said what he really thought and there's no room for that, no chance for that to move up in Washington.
When Roosevelt died, they had Truman move in, left all the furniture exactly how it had been. "Show me" a man who would seem to take a stand, got the White House blues all across this land. MacArthur covers a whole nation's eyes and he waits for William Laurence to come claim his prize, Hiroshima to Washington. That great atomic power, scared Charlie Louvin, scared him more than God.
Drop the little boy and the fat man, now you got the whole world with the Marshall Plan. The doctrines were in order, they just needed a name, almost any other man, it would have been the same, it's a shame in Washington. Now you have to close your eyes to deny the rumors, the working class, we're all consumers. Truman left the White House, his job was done, left all the furniture for the next one, Eisenhauer to Washington. The Rosenbergs were still in prison, going to the chair, now there's a new man in the White House, it doesn't change a thing, in Washington. Because that great atomic power, scared Charlie Louvin, scared him more than God.
Sunday, September 18, 2011
The films of Sergei Eisenstein
Monday night, September 19, will be the third of four nights where The Rats and People Motion Picture Orchestra will perform a different live score to a silent film. This week, they present Eisenstein's "Strike!", which was made early in his career, right before his better-known "Battleship Potemkin".
Opening the show will be The May Day Orchestra, performing their folk opera "May Day, or Songs For Lucy Parsons". This music will accompany a later, unfinished film by Eisenstein called "Que Viva Mexico!". The German anarchists of Chicago and the customs of Mexico will be united under the roof of El Lenador, a feat no other venue could accomplish.
May Day Orchestra, 10PM -
Rats and People, 11PM -
free show, donations welcome
Next week, The Rats and People will perform their score to "Go West" by Buster Keaton. Mustard Rob will be returning to Saint Louis from his tour to open the final show of this month's residency.
Opening the show will be The May Day Orchestra, performing their folk opera "May Day, or Songs For Lucy Parsons". This music will accompany a later, unfinished film by Eisenstein called "Que Viva Mexico!". The German anarchists of Chicago and the customs of Mexico will be united under the roof of El Lenador, a feat no other venue could accomplish.
May Day Orchestra, 10PM -
Rats and People, 11PM -
free show, donations welcome
Next week, The Rats and People will perform their score to "Go West" by Buster Keaton. Mustard Rob will be returning to Saint Louis from his tour to open the final show of this month's residency.
Monday, September 12, 2011
The Handsome Family
The May Day Orchestra will double as a cover band this weekend. Usually I might scoff at such an idea but what if it was a cover band performing the songs of The Handsome Family? Okay then.
Melissa Anderson suggested the idea a while ago. Her band Tenement Ruth already covers "So Much Wine" at their shows, so we decided to go ahead with it and learn a handful more.
This Saturday, therefore, September 17 at noon, in the parking lot of a beer festival, we'll try it out. Schlafly's Hop In The City festival might not yet know what they're in for. Perhaps this will be the one and only time, but perhaps we'll do it again after because their songs are something unique.
Melissa Anderson suggested the idea a while ago. Her band Tenement Ruth already covers "So Much Wine" at their shows, so we decided to go ahead with it and learn a handful more.
This Saturday, therefore, September 17 at noon, in the parking lot of a beer festival, we'll try it out. Schlafly's Hop In The City festival might not yet know what they're in for. Perhaps this will be the one and only time, but perhaps we'll do it again after because their songs are something unique.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
The second 7" record, August 2010
Reprinting the lyrics to this 45 record, now that the band is selling more digital copies of these songs than actual records...
Thyalcine (words taken from the poem of the same name by Stefene Russell)
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
no bloody feathers blowing against the salty grass
and the chimera shadow, the flip book
with jowly wolf head and hindquarters of a tiger
and a middle part that we don't know how to name
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
the farmer's children slam the closet door
pull the hems of coats and dresses over their eyes
at the thought, at the thought of croupy barking
pull the hems of coats over their eyes
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
but the gait, three animals put together
the book says awkward, though tireless
like the one who can't keep up, far down the path
three rhythms that trip off a little migraine of the heart
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
Bugs (adapted from the true story told by Ross Lessor)
the old man worked for the chemical company
when he retired moved out to the country
that old house on the river was infested
called on the phone and siad he had to move
all those years in a blue jump suit, working for the chemical company
mixing, fixing to kill, mixing pheromones with the poison
that's how you kill them, attract them to the posion
one last phone call from that old man
the bugs are killing me
old man worked for the chemical company
mixing, fixing to kill
all those years making DDT until he himself radiates it
built a new house every step by hand
new wood, new ground, up on a hill
but these things are futile if you've been mixing to kill
that's how you kill them, attract them to the posion
one last phone call from that new house
the bugs are killing me, he said
and the heart attack was from the shock of how well it worked
and how they'd come for him in the end
at the end of that dirt road
the bugs are killing me he said
and the neighbors found him dead
shine a light on this infestation
exterminator down
Thyalcine (words taken from the poem of the same name by Stefene Russell)
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
no bloody feathers blowing against the salty grass
and the chimera shadow, the flip book
with jowly wolf head and hindquarters of a tiger
and a middle part that we don't know how to name
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
the farmer's children slam the closet door
pull the hems of coats and dresses over their eyes
at the thought, at the thought of croupy barking
pull the hems of coats over their eyes
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
but the gait, three animals put together
the book says awkward, though tireless
like the one who can't keep up, far down the path
three rhythms that trip off a little migraine of the heart
suitcase jaw, knife stripes, they eat the bones
Bugs (adapted from the true story told by Ross Lessor)
the old man worked for the chemical company
when he retired moved out to the country
that old house on the river was infested
called on the phone and siad he had to move
all those years in a blue jump suit, working for the chemical company
mixing, fixing to kill, mixing pheromones with the poison
that's how you kill them, attract them to the posion
one last phone call from that old man
the bugs are killing me
old man worked for the chemical company
mixing, fixing to kill
all those years making DDT until he himself radiates it
built a new house every step by hand
new wood, new ground, up on a hill
but these things are futile if you've been mixing to kill
that's how you kill them, attract them to the posion
one last phone call from that new house
the bugs are killing me, he said
and the heart attack was from the shock of how well it worked
and how they'd come for him in the end
at the end of that dirt road
the bugs are killing me he said
and the neighbors found him dead
shine a light on this infestation
exterminator down
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