Songs From the Bottom of an Empty Glass

by Vagabondage

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1.
Raise your glass of ale tonight Raise it to fluorescent lights ‘Cause soon enough this night will end And we will find the street again You were such a gorgeous mess Guys tried to light your cigarettes The flames would dance around your dress As you drink your whiskey singing (chorus) Raise your glass of ale tonight Raise it to fluorescent lights ‘Cause soon enough this night will end And we will find the street again You were always what I need But you could not control your speed I reach for your hand but it’s never there I still have that lock of hair (chorus) I thought that we would just be friends And stick together ‘til the end But you and I aren't what we need And now we sing on broken feet (chorus) Summer flies and winter falls Soon we'll be trapped inside these walls So drink to freedom and drink to friends ‘Cause soon enough this night will end
2.
We groan like old buildings every time we’ve got some grief Our voices crack like wood and nails become our teeth It don't matter that we're lovers It don't matter that we're friends It can't stay good forever in the end We're more like Cain and Abel than old Adam and Eve You burn me in your passion Then turn around and leave It don't matter that we're brothers It don't matter that we've sinned It can't stay good forever in the end Got sixty silver dollars janglin’ in my jeans But no amount of money's gonna buy you back to me It don't matter that I owe you fifties, fives or tens It can't stay good forever in the end If I could take you by the hand and lead you through my head I'd show you all the things I never knew I should have said It don't matter that it's over It don't matter when It can't stay good forever in the end.
3.
When the Devil drew the world with her feathered fountain pen She took her thumb and smudged the ink around the hearts of decent men She said "you've got nothing to lose, so live it up and tear it down..." "...and if you choose to do it right, well then I'll see you underground." (chorus) See you in Hell, boy, I'll... See you in Hell See you in Hell, boy, I'll... See you in Hell... All the hills and mountains count the hours to 2012 When science shakes religion's hand and the icecaps finally melt Down there in her dungeon with her bony arms out wide She'll beckon you in with a grin, then she'll shuffle you inside (chorus)
4.
Second Heart 03:08
In every man there's a second heart A second heart that yearns on its own In every woman, a second heart A second heart that beats on its own... In every man there's a second mind A second mind that thinks on its own In every woman, a second mind A second mind that dreams on its own... In every man there's a second soul A second soul that sins on its own In every woman, a second soul A second soul with sins of her own... In every man there's a second heart... In every woman, a second heart...
5.
Lord I love my rock & roll Old lady devil gonna eat my soul Been to the bottom of the bottle Old lady devil gonna eat, gonna eat my soul Lord I lied and I stole Old lady devil gonna eat my soul Lived my life by the pistol Old lady devil gonna eat, gonna eat my soul Lord I hope I never grow old Old lady devil gonna eat my soul I ride all night, no end in sight Old lady devil gonna eat, gonna eat my soul Lord I left my best girl cold Old lady devil gonna eat my soul She had flashing eyes, wouldn't let me roam Old lady devil gonna eat, gonna eat my soul That lonesome grave is her final home Old lady devil gonna eat my soul Won't see her in Heaven, but down below Old lady devil gonna eat, gonna eat my soul Her life in my hands, it took it's toll Old lady devil gonna eat my soul My whiskey, my pistol, still on that road Old lady devil gonna eat, gonna eat my soul
6.
I've never seen a thing as lonely as your face The stars shake our eyes, there's no time for this and no place Heartache's rolling fast, a train upon its tracks We all know these are the words that we can never take back We're lost (lost, lost) with our lowdown friends We're lost (lost, lost) in Chicago again The wine is always right on these crazy, train-wreck nights The smokes are always gone and no one's got a light The show is now long past, there's wine spilled in my car You always drive too fast, and you always go too far We're lost (lost, lost) with our lowdown friends We're lost (lost, lost) in the Rust Belt again Tonight I'm driving home, it's 3 or 4 am I want to call you now and pick you up again We're many miles gone, held separate by state lines I steer the car your way for more whiskey, land-locked crimes We're lost (lost, lost) with our lowdown friends We're lost (lost, lost) in Chicago again We're lost (lost, lost) with our lowdown friends We're lost (lost, lost) in the Rust Belt again
7.
Dead House 03:04
When I ran to your dead house, I ran too far When I ran to your dead house, I ran too far I didn't know where to go... I wished upon a star When you drove out late last night, you drove too fast When you drove out late last night, you drove too fast You went until you'd never stop... Drove right into my past When I went to your dead house, I went too far When I ran to your dead house, I ran too far You told me once I'd never leave... Our love leaves nasty scars
8.
Glasses 02:01
When I put on my glasses I see monkeys swinging on telephone poles When I put on my glasses Crocodiles crawl out of sewer grate holes When I put on my glasses I can see deep into the throat of a goat When I put on my glasses I look like that woman from Murder She Wrote But when I take off my glasses... My eyes will be nothing but two gaping holes

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Produced by: Jim Fourniadis
Recorded at The Dark Room, San Francisco

Album Cover Photo: Steve Doll
(www.flickr.com/photos/3rdeyepro/sets/)
Album Cover Design: John Flaw

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released November 11, 2010

John Flaw - vocals, guitar, ukulele
Emchy - vocals, accordion

guest musicians:
Ed Ivey - tuba, upright bass
Jim Fourniadis - banjotar, piano

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Vagabondage San Francisco, California

Vagabondage is a Bay Area, California based folk-punk band that was born over nachos and wine on a tiny stage in an empty theater in San Francisco’s Mission District. With flasks held high, they play songs of heartbreak, hope, and doom, and have been getting people up on their feet to yell, drink, and sing along to their original songs since 2008. ... more

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