1. |
No Slave
04:12
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Don’t want to be a slave to your defected creed
Don’t wish to be pushed down by the words that you breed
Don’t take me for some fool with the hands that you feed
I can see their fatness, I can make them bleed
Don’t want to be a slave to generals and guns
Don’t want to fight your wars that cannot be won
Yes I am scared to die without a cause
To go like that before our tale is done
If I would succumb to
Anything or everything
Write my will to the world
Cause I've given up on it
Don’t want to be a slave to democratic rule
Like Socrates of old with his corrupted soul
No chairmen and lobbyists who regulate us goons
Dictatorship of taxes, a heavy crown of jewels
Don’t want to be a slave to my inconsistency
No contempt for living or indifferent idiocy
No traces of regrets that stain my sanity
Every day that passes takes one part of me
If I would succumb to
Everything or anything
I will be blue
With no will to grow old
Write my will to the world
Cause I've given up on it
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2. |
Three Wasted Years
03:52
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Well now I am thirty one years old but I really should've only been twenty eight
They fix your brain since you’re six years old
They take you they shape you they shun you they defeat you
Then they send you a letter, backed up by the law
There’s no where you can run to, there's no where you can crawl
It ain’t gonna help to bemoan to and fro
Just pack up your bags and its three years to go
So you first walk in you put the green on your skin
Wear high boots and shave off your chin
Cut your hair look in the mirror and stare
Who is it you’re looking at, you can’t even tell
Then you get trained you get fed get shout at you shoot stuff
Get in shape get only men get stupid men don’t sleep ‘nuff
There’s nothing you can do, there’s nothing you can change
It closes you in until you get insane
La la la la la
Just try somehow not to get too mad
Or else you just might forbid forget what you had
Bureaucracy kills it steals your soul
And time it runs you’re stuck in a hole
Dreams can be harmed it’s easily done
Wake up one day and just be like everyone
And world outside just keeps on movin’
It keeps on movin’
It’s been three wasted years
Three wasted years…
La la la la
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Computers ruined my social skills
Sometimes it hurts so much it kills
When all my thoughts go into a screen
Every day a part of me dies it seems
The virtual world is where I stay
A place of comfort where I can say
Reality is now dead to me
Perhaps I’ll jump into my car
Take it for a ride like a shooting star
Pass by faces the speed of light
For your own stake stay out of my sight
Handsome people everywhere
A female here an’ a female there
It’s too late I can’t stop now
Will I ever find again
Who I really am, then
Embark on everything I missed
I’ll return with a
Terrible vengeance
And destroy all the digits, have no limits
To what I’m capable of and take back what’s mine
My life
Computers ruined my social skills
My twisted world it comes with bills
Swallow pills and say goodbye
But not before I hear you sigh
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4. |
Floating Memories
03:23
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From the time we ran your car all up in smoke
Stranded with nothing but whiskey and rum
Lyin' underneath the starry sky
With nothing on our minds but feeling fine
Or the time we drove south to the river town
You were bit nervous an' I was joking around
Tried to find a trail where to get lost
Tired like kids as the sun went down
I miss you babe
I got these floating memories
They come along from time to time
I miss you darling
Will we ever meet again
For now I'll just enjoy what's on my mind
Winter came down with the dirty snow
The engine wouldn't start winds freezing my nose
Driving every night losing all my worth
Glad to get back to your warm silk robes
T'was in the spring when we ran away
One last grand before I said goodbye
Crazy and confused by the way you sway
I swear to you babe I never intended to lie
I miss you babe
I got these floating memories
They come along from time to time
I miss you darling
Will we ever meet again
For now I'll just enjoy what's on my mind
I never meant to hurt you
I always meant for you no harm
You know it's true because I loved you
But things just couldn't work out
Now I'm out here all by myself
Trying not to think of what might have been
Distracting myself with a constant chase
Every day's harder to put a smile to my face
I think I'm now over what was in the past
Problem's when I wake there's so much I can take
Sometimes all that I really want to do
Is buy some good wine and spend the night with you
I miss you babe
I got these floating memories
They come along from time to time
I miss you darling
Will we ever meet again
For now I'll just enjoy what's on my mind
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5. |
Joseph
04:49
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Joseph came from the war, rifle hits the floor
Drapes will be kept down tonight
Just as I thought we were free here it’s at World War Three
And God is no place in sight
Let’s go where bullets don’t fly
Where sirens don’t light up the sky
A place to lend a sister a hand
We’ll make it our promised land
I awoke from a dream with Joseph in a thousand streams
Running solemn to the sea
And on the sin city shore through a died out roar
Angles buried ‘neath the debris
Let’s go where bullets don’t fly
Where sirens don’t light up the sky
A place to lend a sister a hand
We’ll make it our promised land
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6. |
For Now
04:54
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Why don’t you stay a little longer
The weather’s blowing cold outside
Nothing else I want but lie
Underneath the sheets by your side
Many miles and miles away
Time keeps on slippin’ by
Every day I think of you
And how to rid this awful blue
But you are not the one I want babe
And you are not the one I’ll fight for
If you can understand it some how
Please stay here with me for now
Morning wakes a hollow town
Night’s anxiety grows long
Sometimes I wish to travel through
So I can reach somehow to you
But you are not the one I want babe
And you are not the one I’ll fight for
If you can understand it some how
Please stay here with me for now
You are not the one I want babe
You are not the one I’ll fight for
If you can understand it some how
Please stay here with me for now
Please stay here with me tonight
Please stay with me for a little while
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7. |
Bastards Of Dumb
04:13
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Yesterday I broke the fast
Rotten meal into the trash
Night and day’s repentance done
Another year, life goes on
I’m a has been
And I have sinned
My own pop lay in bed
Mind was sharp, saw the end
Reputation, too much dread
Numbers crash, markets bend
Printed money
Think I’m funny
Orphaned by the skill
Who sent me here?
Bastards of dumb
Bastards of dumb
Nothing to look at
Atom bomb, American made
Messiah comes, countries fade
Crescent knife, believers maimed
People cleansed, tycoons shamed
Have faith in
I’m a-fakin’
Orphaned by the skill
Why send me here?
Bastards of dumb
Bastards of dumb
Nothing to look at
Holy days back again
Terrorized to my brain
Modern man dead and done
Another year, life goes on
Headed nowhere
Headed nowhere
Bastards of dumb
Bastards of dumb
Nothing to look at
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8. |
Hard On Blues
08:53
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Oh baby you give me a heartache
Oh baby you give me a hard on
Come on baby where you been
Pick me up relieve my pain
Oh doll what you doing to me
Oh doll what you doing to me
Oh I like it when you play with me
And I like it when you beat me
So now you tell me that you’re occupied
Now you tell me that you’re busy busy
I know you have all these things going on with your life
And it’s cool and all but I don’t have anything in mine
My life is just so
Wrong
I don’t own my own car
I don’t have no goddam career
I don’t have no money
I don’t have no personality
So when you don’t answer my calls
You don’t answer my messages
You don’t answer when I’m in your town
Oh darling you just put me down
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Oh! Sweet Sumthin' Tel Aviv Yafo, Israel
Oh! Sweet Sumthin' is a rock, folk, pop band from Tel Aviv, Udim and New York, with influences by the likes of the Velvet Underground, Bob Dylan, Alex Chilton and the Lemon Twigs.
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