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Verse:
I was gonna eat breakfast, but I slept in till noon.
I'm a washed up old clown, a has-been buffoon
Start my day with a bowl of weed instead of cheerios
Say what the fuck, put on my boots, let's see where this day goes
Chorus:
I used to save the cowboys from bulls and broncos too
Now I spend my nights drinkin’ one too many brews
I need a sower and a shave, I haven't changed my jeans for days
This is the former rodeo clown deadbeat loser blues
Verse:
The funny man has lost his spark, he’s lost his bite he’s lost his bark
I miss the spotlight shining on me
Got fired when the wind blew in, put out my fire, took it in the chin
Now I'm not so sure I can still be funny
Chorus:
I used to save the cowboys from bulls and broncos too
Now I spend my nights drinkin’ one too many brews
I need a sower and a shave, I haven't changed my jeans for days
This is the former rodeo clown deadbeat loser blues
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2. |
I'll Take Half
03:17
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Verse:
My prickly pear flower, dangerous as she’s sweet
She’s breakin’ my heart every time that she leaves
She walked out the front door, she didn’t look back
By the time that I got there all her bags were packed
Chorus:
Prickly pear flower, there’s no one like you
Watermelon bubble gum, morning perfume
Pretty as a picture, and sharp as a tack
My prickly pear flower oh please take me back
Verse:
I swear to you girl that I’m tryin’ my best
Is this another one of your little tests?
You know that I love you girl, why can’t you see?
My prickly pear flower please come back to me
Chorus:
Prickly pear flower, there’s no one like you
Watermelon bubble gum, morning perfume
Pretty as a picture, and sharp as a tack
My prickly pear flower oh please take me back
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3. |
My Truck
02:18
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Verse:
They say it drives itself, I thought “What the heck?”
What do I have to lose? I spent my whole paycheck
On four wheels and steel with a mind of its own
Thought we made a commitment when I signed that line
But machines are heartless, now I’m in a bind
When I woke up, that dadgum truck was gone
Chorus:
Now I’m a broke joker with no wheels
Gotta admit it’s not a good way to feel
I lost everything, my girl, my dog, and my truck
If I ever get the chance I’m gonna sock that Elon Musk
Verse:
Self drivin cars sound like a good idea
Till your truck runs off with your old senorita
And you’re left with empty pockets and a broken heart
I miss that leather and I miss that chrome
I wish my new truck would roll itself back home
Never should’a bought it just cuz it was state-of-art
Chorus:
F
Now I’m a broke joker with no wheels
C
Gotta admit it’s not a good way to feel
F A7
I lost everything, my girl, my dog, and my truck
If I ever get the chance I’m gonna sock that Elon Musk
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4. |
Not Divorced
03:04
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It's a shame that I feel so divorced
and you never even gave me a ring.
After 13 years together,
what an unlucky thing.
I kept waiting for the love
you would never bring.
It's a shame that I feel so divorced
and you never even gave me a ring.
It's not fair that I've got all this grief
and we never even had the big party
Kept waitin for the other shoe
your self fulfilling prophesy.
Now I keep wonderin to myself
"Did you ever know me?"
It's not fair that I've got all this grief
and we never even had the big party
Gave up on ever sleepin with a lady
For the dream of havin your baby
When you drink out back and ignore me
I think of all the things you did for me
Turns out I can do them on my own
And all I ever wanted was to not feel so alone
It's a shame I gotta start again
and maybe buy my own white dress
Cuz you could never let me in
with your anxiety and stress.
I tried to give you so much love
but you were just a mess.
It's a shame I gotta start again
and maybe buy my own white dress
Thought we would grow old together
Make it through all kinds of weather
But we fought and you spoiled the proposal
Put my heart through the garbage disposal
I gave you time to work on some things
But it turns out you just went and returned that ring.
It's a shame that I feel so divorced
And you never even gave me that ring
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5. |
Preacher's Daughter
03:04
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It was a hot summer night in the middle of July
I was over at her house
We were havin’ fun, but couldn’t tell noone
I put my hand over her mouth
If her parents were to hear us, they’d freak the fuck out
Took me to church the next morning
But God wasn’t what I was thinkin bout
I was thinkin bout the preacher’s daughter
Never been hotter, Never have I felt like this
I been thinkin bout last night
Never felt so right. Felt like holy bliss
I gave a religious experience to her
Oh I’m thinkin bout the preacher’s daughter
Small town rules can be so cruel
There’s no way that we could ever be
Cuz If word got round and it spread through town
Well her daddy’d make a mess outta me
I wonder what she’d be like if God wasn’t her man
Takin his name in vain
cuz of two fingers on my left hand
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I was thinkin bout the preacher’s daughter
Never been hotter, Never have I felt like this
I been thinkin bout last night
Never felt so right Felt like holy bliss
I gave a religious experience to her
Oh I’m thinkin bout the preacher’s daughter
I was thinkin bout the preacher’s daughter
Never been hotter, Never have I felt like this
I been thinkin bout last night
Never felt so right Felt like holy bliss
I gave a religious experience to her
Oh I’m thinkin bout the preacher’s daughter
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6. |
Albuquerque
02:04
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Going to Albuquerque. Got my best friend by my side
Got a stack of old CDs and her to help me Pass the time
Got the open road before us and the mountains on both sides
And I am so in love with her but those words are hard to find
New Mexico was so hot in the middle of July
But that didn't seem to bother us and that sunburn made me cry
Everywhere that we went I took in the bright blue sky
And we had so much fun that it was hard to say goodbye
No one told me that it would be this easy
For me to decide what to do with my life
oh what a relief I feel fine
When I think back to that day there's a smile on my face
I find myself still wishing we could go back to that place
I wish I would have told her how I felt about her then
but now I tell her all the time and I won't be scared again.
No one told me that it would be this easy
For me to decide what to do with my life
oh what a relief I feel fine. I feel fine.
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7. |
Prickly Pear Flower
02:20
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My prickly pear flower, dangerous as she’s sweet
She’s breakin’ my heart every time that she leaves
She walked out the front door, she didn’t look back
By the time that I got there all her bags were packed
Prickly pear flower, there’s no one like you
Watermelon bubble gum, morning perfume
Pretty as a picture, and sharp as a tack
My prickly pear flower oh please take me back
I swear to you girl that I’m tryin’ my best
Is this another one of your little tests?
You know that I love you girl, why can’t you see?
My prickly pear flower please come back to me
Prickly pear flower, there’s no one like you
Watermelon bubble gum, morning perfume
Pretty as a picture, and sharp as a tack
My prickly pear flower oh please take me back
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8. |
My Heart Is Raw
04:50
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Give me more of your time
or give me back my mind
I'm goin crazy just waitin for you
You picked my heart up when it broke
but like some cruel joke
You refuse to put it back together
My heart is raw from what you saw me go through
Still you're hopin I'll keep it open just for you
At this rate it'll never heal
I need all of your sweet love
or to close down so I don't feel
You want a future life with me
but I don't really see
how we can get there if you treat me this way
You make promises so small
that you can't keep at all
How can I trust you with something so big?
My heart is raw from what you saw me go through
Still you're hopin I'll keep it open just for you
At this rate it'll never heal
I need all of your sweet love
or to close down so I don't feel
Give me some kinda sign
or be cruel to be kind
If you can't love me then please set me free
You build my hopes up then you flake
and my poor heart cant take
going through that again and again
My heart is raw from what you saw me go through
Still you're hopin I'll keep it open just for you
At this rate it'll never heal
I need all of your sweet love
or to close down so I don't feel
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9. |
Momma Is A Saint
02:28
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Eight years together, two babies
The wedding pictures look so happy
But the kids are a-screamin. Daddy's done it again.
Mommas on the floor he's gotta bottle in his hand
Momma didn't do it, Momma is a saint
Momma'd never ever go and bleed daddy's breaks
I'm sorry bout my daddy, and his predicament
But one things for sure, and that's my Momma's innocent
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He'd come through the door already drunk as hell
Tellin’ the police that my momma just fell
Well his rusty old car had one wheel in the grave
Momma didn't do it, Momma is a saint.
Momma didn't do it, Momma is a saint
Momma'd never ever go and bleed daddy's breaks
I'm sorry bout my daddy, and his predicament
But one things for sure, and that's my Momma's innocent
Momma didn't do it, Momma is a saint
Momma'd never ever go and bleed daddy's breaks
I'm sorry bout my daddy, and his predicament
But one things for sure, and that's my Momma's innocent
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Squeakie Oakland, California
Squeakie is a cuntry band formed in the East Bay of California with roots in Texas, & Indiana. They croon about growing up in small town America being queer
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