Elston Allen Gunnn

by Roy Orbitron

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released January 1, 2015

Conor Meara - Songs*, Guitar, Vocals, Bass Guitar, Organ
Patrick Meyer - Drums, Backing Vocals, Bass Guitar, Guitar
Noah Baum - Violin
Wilbo Wright - Upright Bass
Cynthia Rittenbach - Vocals
Steven Sandler - Rhodes, Hammond B-3, Piano
Alec Gabin - Guitar

*lyrics to "Navajo Juggalos" written by Conor and John Lehmann

Engineered by Adam Vaccarelli at Retromedia and Sean Glonek at SRG with additional help from Rubber Tracks. Mixed by Conor. Mastered by James Ryskalchick at The Sex Dungeon.

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Track Name: Make Enemies
i don’t sing how they want me to sing
and i won’t say what they want me to say
i see the forest for trees
and no matter what they say
she’s comin’ on home to me
i don’t play how they want me to play
and i won’t eat what they’re serving to me
i see the forest for trees
and no matter what they say
she’s comin’ on home to me
comin’ on home to me
comin’ on home to me
comin’ on home to me
what gives you the right to keep me up at night?
oh baby, what gives you the right to keep me up at night?
Track Name: Brimstone Suckers
drinkin’ bad juice at the christ­blood revival
set their minds singin’ on a hymn from the bible
got all the way here without my help
now they keep drummin’ up the sin from beneath my belt
oh you, all you brimstone suckers
i don’t know which way to turn
i ain’t got much time to burn
baby they don’t speak the truth
and they don’t care what it does to you
they’ll try to cut you down to their size with some lies
and in the morning leave you cold and bleeding in the street
then they’ll wonder how you ever got so mean
so i’m drivin’ down the road with a drunk alligator
running from the law and the hate that i gave her
watch me disappear behind a blistering sun,
tell me god won’t forgive me for raising a son?
oh you, all you brimstone suckers
i don’t know which way to turn
i ain’t got much time to burn
baby they don’t speak the truth
and they don’t care what it does to you
they’ll try to cut you down to their size with some lies
and they’ll be tryin’ hard to guess how we ever kept our pretty hands clean
i’ve got to get away from this scene
and start runnin’ down my dream
away from everybody acting like teens
and the hungover fluorescent routine
and the trigger happy internet queens
all trapped in basements like sardines
staring at their glowing screens
who’ve never heard of steve mcqueen
they’re as pathetic as i’m obscene
Track Name: Copacetic
caught your fist in my southern mouth
when you found her ghost sleepin’ in our house
she was there with me, she was ev­e­ry dream
she was in our bed when you were on your knees
so send a post­card when you go
we’ll be better off alone
go get lost in your city speed
and i’ll be here any time you need
a little piece of me
well we had such a good time while it lasted
and honey you’ll stay on my mind
until i can say “i don’t need your love”
so send a post­card when you go
we’ll be better off alone
go get lost in your city speed
and i’ll be here any time you need
a little piece of me
a little piece of me
a little piece of me
caught your fist in my southern mouth
when you found her ghost sleepin’ in our house
she was there with me, she was on TV
she was in our bed when you were on your knees
Track Name: Navajo Juggalos
you cut me down
y’always said my love was fleetin’
you’d never undress
and you couldn’t give me a reason
you didn’t let on
to all the lies that you could see through
leaving was all was left to do
let’s hit the trail with a canteen of faygo
tonight we’ll leave
and you’ll never never be alone
with the navajo juggalos
how come you laugh when you hear my heart’s still beating?
how come you cry when i’m saddled up for leaving?
this town ain’t impressed with the person i’ve turned into
so leaving was all that i could do
let’s hit the trail with a canteen of faygo
tonight we’ll leave
then you’ll never never be alone
with the navajo juggalos
let’s hit the trail with a canteen of faygo
tonight we’ll leave
then you’ll never ever ever ever never ever ever go home
Track Name: Black Fox Farm
we walked to the party holding hands
but you walked through that party lookin’ for your next man
and you said “one, just one beer”
eighteen beers ago
and you’re lookin’ just like a fool,
baby i should know
and i should know better
but better him than me
now i’ll put on my boots
you just watch TV
and i’ll go leave my troubles at the farm
you simple bitch, thinkin’ you’ll just marry rich
with lies, lies, lies, lies,
lying’s just like breathing to you
you fooled me once
that’ll do
Track Name: Doctor, Take My #
the harder you swim, the faster you drown
the harder you swim, the faster you drown
so doctor, please
‘cause i won’t know if she’s left her face to the floor
doctor, please
said i won’t know if she’s left her face to the floor
so would you call me?
call me if you find her on the beach with her face to the sun
call me if she left him at home and decided to run
call me if she’s stranded in the desert with her hair in her mouth
call me if she fell through one of them big holes in the couch
would you call me?
the harder you swim, the faster you drown
the harder you swim, the faster you drown
Track Name: Pastoral
try to keep your make­up on
and try to keep an eye on the ball
crack another bottle but
don’t trust that i’ll comfort your fall
you’ve got it all
there’s much more to be
than what you can fit on the rings of your tree
this life’s a disease
try to keep your dinner down
and don’t let that heart grow so cold
surprise yourself alive the day
you find the silver threads amongst the mold
you’ve got it all
there’s much more to be
than how many rings you count on your tree
this life’s a disease
and it’s eating clean through me
try to keep your make­up on
and try to keep an eye on the ball