Scumbags of the Rodeo

by Wild Bill and the Lost Knobs

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1.
I've been living with your shit For years and years don't you forget Now you're another year older, but nothing has changed Except the way you talk and the way you behave The words you say mean nothing to me What the hell is "peace" and "groovy"? What the hell? Why can't you talk to me no more? None of this makes any sense, Your intellect, my ignorance Keeps us separated til the end Now all your friends look weird to me I don't see how you don't agree We got gangsters, hippies, cowboys, and punks You just don't understand See, things were different back then Blah blah blah I do what the fuck I want blah blah do what the fuck I want Blah blah blah I do what the fuck I want blah blah do what the fuck I want Blah blah blah I do what the fuck I want blah blah do what the fuck I want Blah blah blah I do what the fuck I want blah blah do what the fuck I want Blah blah blah blah
2.
You walked through the door And you looked at me You did not make a sound You told me you were going out And then you turned around You never tell me what I did tell me what I did tell me what I did wrong We're never making love like we used to do Now all I do is cry You sit there and you laugh at me Every time I ask you "why?" You never tell me what I did tell me what I did tell me what I did wrong
3.
He said, she said No one knows It's the same old same old So it goes The therapist said "Don't go to bed seeing red" You say you're mad at me Well that's plain to see I'm mad at you too So at least we agree It's another evening going down in flames Put the coffee on it's gonna be a long night You and me are gonna talk until we both feel alright The moon can just go home and leave us It's the only one going down without a fight Well it's mountains/mole hills, no big deal Why can't we just keep it real Why can't we just have a happy meal You say you're mad at me Well that's plain to see I'm mad at you too So at least we agree It's another evening going down in flames Put the coffee on it's gonna be a long night You and me are gonna talk until we both feel alright The moon can just go home and leave us It's the only one going down without a fight
4.
Tonight we're gonna use each other Celebrate like two young lovers Tonight we're gonna act just like we care We'll say nice things like "I love you" and "guess who just got paid?" Tonight we're gonna act just like we care Just like we care But we don't know We're too damn scared To let our feelings show We lost the game It was not fair Tonight we'll act just like we care
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I can't stop loving you I won't stop letting you know I can't stop loving you I won't stop letting you know You're sweet as molasses on a pile of sugarcane You're my favorite drug, running wild in my vein You're my ray of sunshine when I'm drowning in the rain If I lost you, well I'd lose everything
7.
04:16
I woke up on a ledge Outside a window pane Thirty stories high It was starting to pour down rain My feet were getting slippery And I could not feel my toes The temperature kept dropping Icicles on my nose How did I get here in the first place? Was it too much living on the edge? I've got no time to sit and worry, my love I've got to get myself off this ledge Looked to my left Looked to my right I made sure that I didn't look down A kid peeked out the window He said, "you make a pretty sad clown" I said, "Hey, kid! Can you help me out?" But he ran away in fear His mom popped out and said "You sonofabitch, now the cops are coming here" How did I get here in the first place? Was it too much living on the edge? I've got no time to sit and worry, my love I've got to get myself off this ledge The cops showed up They were dressed in blue They said "jump, boy, jump" "That's what you'd better do" I said, "I can't cuz I can't trust you" They said, "Hold tight while we hit the booze" Cops got drunk and they went to bed They left me standing on that ledge I thought to myself, "man, what a mess" What happened next was anyone's guess
8.
03:05
I was born into rock n roll It came and found me and filled my soul It told me to let life go And since then mine's been out of control I'm 8 feet tall But I still feel small But your love makes me feel strong I'm pressin on When I walk on down farther into town And they see my face all they do is frown I tell em that I came to rage And all they do is say, "You better behave" I'm 8 feet tall But I still feel small But your love makes me feel strong I'm pressin on And I can't talk to the other kids Mama said I never did I never could look them in the eyes What's the point when everybody's telling lies? I'm 8 feet tall But I still feel small But your love makes me feel strong I'm pressin on I can't go where the other kids play Cuz when I show up they all walk away I never learned to play their games And they never even learned my name I'm 8 feet tall But I still feel small But your love makes me feel strong I'm pressin on
9.
03:05
Piss on the man Piss on the man Piss on the man, it's a motherfucking powerplay I showed up 15 late Then I took me a cigarette break I got full from the food I ate And I didn't even hesitate to break my plate Piss on the man Piss on the man Piss on the man, I ain't holding his hand--no way Piss on the man Piss on the man, Piss on the man, it's a motherfucking powerplay I stole me some silverware And some money that I could share That's when the bossman started to stare That stupid motherfucker thinks that I still care--I don't The bossman gave me praise We even talked about a raise That's when I put him in his place Because we both know it wasn't gonna happen anyway Piss on the man Piss on the man Piss on the man, I ain't holding his hand--no way Piss on the man Piss on the man, Piss on the man, it's a motherfucking powerplay
10.
I've got a five gallon bucket full of tears And I'm shipping it to your door Just let me know The next time you're running low And I'll hear your voice And I will make some more Sitting at home And once again I'm all alone And there's nothing to do but cry And I would be rich If I could sell all this But these times are tough No one wants to buy I've got a five gallon bucket full of tears And I'm shipping it to your door Just let me know The next time you're running low And I'll hear your voice And I will make some more Sitting at home And once again I'm all alone And there's nobody knocking at my door My poor telephone only rocks a dial tone And I done forgot what it was for I've got a five gallon bucket full of tears And I'm shipping it to your door Just let me know The next time you're running low And I'll hear your voice And I will make some more
11.
02:45
I took two instead of one I don't know why, it just sounded fun The doctor says I shouldn't take none But I took two instead of one I took three instead of two It seemed like something I should do So don't judge me and I won't judge you I took three instead of two I took four instead of three Instead of three, I took four I took four instead of three Instead of three, I took four Almost almost overdose Almost almost comatose Almost almost overdose Almost almost comatose
12.
04:01
You're making fun of the clothes I wear Telling me I should cut my hair And that I don't understand that sometimes life ain't fair You let me starve when you had food You told me I should change my attitude Well, pardon me I'm not trying to be rude I'm living on hard times I can't explain it to you You're stuck up on cloud nine Sniffing your glue You're screaming at me and I don't know what it's all about But with my hands tied behind my back I can't help you out You drive around in fancy cars You're having lunch with movie stars And you let me know just how great you are You ask my why I don't fit in I wipe the success off your chin See you're playing games that I don't want to win I'm living on hard times I can't explain it to you You're stuck up on cloud nine Sniffing your glue You're screaming at me and I don't know what it's all about But with my hands tied behind my back I can't help you out
13.
Yesterday I saved the world Just by waking up The dentist pulled my baby teeth And he put them in a golden cup My daddy is rich I never work a lick Some people call me Richard You can just call me DICK I'm better than you It's a fact of life. I got a walk in closet And it's bigger than your place God finally make perfection And he put it on my face The perfect pair A head of golden hair I say that life is easy You say it just ain't fair I'm better than you It's a fact of life. I only drink imported beers No well drinks will do Everyone says I'm pretty And they say I smell good too I drive the biggest SUV That mama could afford It's got chrome on the inside And platinum floor boards I'm better than you It's a fact of life. Never ever ever ever home home Never ever ever ever home Never ever ever ever home home Never ever ever ever home Please leave a message at the tone
14.
I'm feeling sick I'm sick and tired of you I'm feeling sick I'm sick and tired of you You're nothing like the one Nothing like the one I used to know And I was hanging on I was hanging on but i might just let go Will you pick me up? Baby, when I get knocked down And will you still miss me? Even when I'm in your town Pour the tonic down my throat Make sure it does the trick I've been feeling so bad lately I've been feeling sick

credits

released September 16, 2016

Bill Ogden--Guitars, Mandolin, Vocals
Amanda Ogden--Vocals
Pete "The Heat" Gray--Upright Bass
Grady Humble--Drums
Marshall Hood--Guitars
Gary Newcomb--Pedal Steel
Connor Forsyth--Piano
Ash Gray--Additional Guitars--Keep Us Separated
Cris Burns--Additional Guitars--Tell Me What I Did
Wes Cargal--Drums--Don't Even Start, Ledge, 5 Gallon Bucket, 8 Feet Tall

Produced by Cris Burns and Bill Ogden
Engineered and Mixed by Cris Burns at Ameripolitan Studios

Mastered by Cris Burns

All songs written by Bill Ogden (c)2016

Artwork by Billie Buck

Special Thanks: Dale Watson, Kelly Davis-Burns, Billie Buck, Affordable Sound, and YOU!

The album is in loving memory of Phyllis and Lulu.

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