Stars & Stripes

by Skunkmello

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released 16 September 2014

Skunkmello is:
Matt Bartlett: lead vocals, guitar, slide guitar, electric dobro, harmonica, mandolin
Ed Cuervo: bass, vocals, percussion
Jono Ori: drums, vocals, percussion
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Additional musicians:
Dan Spencer: keyboards, vocals, percussion
Bridget Ori: additional vocals on #12
Marcus Harris (MH The Verb): additional vocals on #9
Juan Robels-Gil Aleman: saxophone on #7
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Produced by Ed Cuervo
Mixed and engineered by Ed Cuervo
Mastered by Clifford Lane
Art direction and photography by Jono Ori
Tracking at Big Blue Studios except #1, #2, #5, and #8 by Hansdale Hsu at Serious Business Music
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Words and music © Matt Bartlett (ASCAP)
Ⓟ 2014 Skunkmello LLC
All art and images © Skunkmello LLC

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Track Name: Stars & Stripes
Budweiser red, Camel blue
And in my head tonight I know that rowdy white will be there too
A nation bled, built upon the freedom too
Budweiser red, Camel blue

Whoa yeah, oh yeah

Budweiser red, load a balloon or two
Fills up my head, makes my lips turn blue
Who was it said "think not what your country do for you"
I think instead, the thinkin' not is all I'm down to do

Whoa yeah, oh yeah

Budweiser red, Camel blue
And in my head it seems that dress don't fit the way it used to do
But still they said, behind the flag a mighty nation grew
Well if that helps us sleep at night, I guess it don't much matter if it's true

Whoa yeah, oh yeah.
Track Name: Backseat Gypsy
Well I’m sittin’ back here groovin’ my song
Just sittin’ back here grooving my song
If you can’t fly, you best pick up and try
Cus I got to be movin’ along

Come on baby dance for me
I like it when you dance for me
Come for a ride, I will be your guide
And show you what it means to be free
I’ll make you swirl, honey, twist and twirl
My shinin’ diamond backseat gypsy

Chorus:
Shinin’ diamond in the backseat, yeah
Shinin’ diamond in the back seat

Well come on baby do a do
I like it when you do a do
Light the fires to burn away my tires
Sreamin’ down the avenue

Come on baby rock and roll
You gotta let it rock and roll
Feel the engine’s roar deep within your core
And let yourself loose control
Loose the fear and you will learn to steer
And navigate the depths of the soul

Shinin’ diamond in the backseat, yeah
Shinin’ diamond in the back seat
Track Name: Easy Come, Easy Go
Spanish as the moonlight stains the sea
And the waves they rise and fall so gent-i-ly
Sittin’ back sippin’ on a lonely friend
Tryin’ real hard just to pretend
That she was not the only one for me

I held her off as long as I could bare
But her words would twist and tumble through the air
A .38 special and a bag of blow
And they chased me down to Mexico
And now they wanna put me in the chair

Pre-Chorus:
I’d sell my soul at a modest price
But I won’t be no sacrifice
You whispered words but mine were true
And I’m the man who killed a man for you

Chorus:
And it goes whoa—oh—oh, easy come now, easy go
Well he wound up on the wrong side of my gun
And I say hey—ey—ey, yeah I’m better off this way
Cus I can’t get close to no one on the run

You know I ain’t been much for killin’ men
But if you asked me I’d shoot him down again
Ain’t nobody gonna make a fool outa me
And expect to get off peacefully
The blood is on her hands in the end

Whoa-oh black magic love
It was all, all that I could afford
I didn’t mean to make nobody dead
Just shoot a motherfucker in the head
His dyin’ was between him and the Lord
Track Name: Half Windsor Blues
I don’t know why I sometimes cry out to the sky
Beside myself
Seems to me hypocrisy to actively
Deny my wealth
I understand to be a man you need a solid plan
For this Earth
Does that require to conspire against desire
To prove my worth

Pre Chorus:
I’m on my way, father
No time to stay, father
No not today, father
No time to wait, father
Nor hesitate, father
This is my fate, father

Chorus:
I don’t know what
Is in store for me
But in my gut
I know I’ve got to be free
Well it’s a start
Most Definitely
And in my heart
I know I’ve got to be free

In and out and throughout I’ve had my doubts
As to what it means
But when I fake what’s at stake I tend to wake
In someone else’s dreams
I understand to be a man you need a solid plan
To live around
Does that require to conspire against desire
To which I’m bound
Track Name: Disco Cruiser
Chorus:
Daddy’s got himself a disco cruiser
Dodge van 1979
And on the highway he’s a midnight bruiser
Yea he sure know how to scoot that double line

Verse 1:
And when he crank it feel that hooptie groover
Flat black with red pinstripes on the side
Got the style guaranteed to move her
And the ice to make it cross the Great Divide

Verse 2:
Neon runners and them low-ride boomers
Polyester leopard print on the floor
Fresh tracks in them blue-bird groomers
And a Curtis concert poster on the door
Track Name: Gravity
I know the way to do it
I know they way to get home
I know the way to do it
I know the way to get home

Don’t wait for me
I got to make it on my own
Said don’t wait for me
I got to make it on my own

There ain’t no method to it
Ain’t no method when you’re stoned
There ain’t no method to it
Ain’t no method when you’re stoned

Don’t pray for me
There ain’t no god which I condone
Don’t pray for me
There ain’t no god which I condone

Chorus:
Whoa—oh, gravity
Weigh—eyhing down on me
Slow—oh depravity
Bestowing on to me
A loss of memory
Breathe now baby breathe
Breathe in and you'll see

I got a mind to light it
Got a mind to let it burn
I got a mind to light it
Got a mind to let it burn

Don’t cry for me
By now I shoulda learned
Don’t cry for me
By now I shoulda learned

Chorus

Sometimes you gotta drop it
Sometimes you gotta let it fall
Sometimes you gotta drop it
Sometimes you gotta let it fall

Well it might just be
There ain’t no reason for it all
Well it might just be
There ain’t no reason for it all
Track Name: Solicitation Blues
Hey there darlin’ you wanna sing with me?
If you don’t wanna sing at least can you tip me?
Ain’t got no job, tin can on the boulevard
But what I need a job for, I got me a guitar

Cus all I really wanna do is lounge around, it’s true
But I don’t wanna spend my whole life just scrounging through
Someday I’m gonna get real
But right now I don’t really feel
Whoa----oh, any urgency to

Hey there missus, won’t you make a contribution?
Appreciate the help but I don’t need no absolution
Got some fire, got some fight, got some 20-20 vision
But pardon me mam, cus I ain’t got no religion

Yea someday I’m gonna go up into the sky so blue
And if I’ve been a bad boy I might go the other way too
But right now I don’t really care
What’s goin’ on up there
Cus whoa---oh, I’m alive with you
Track Name: Chocolate Milk (feat. MH The Verb)
Yea I gotta look and I call it mine
Feelin’ fine like overtime
Keeps me up when I fall behind
Some call it theirs, well I call it mine
(I call it mine, I call it)
Some call it theirs I call it mine

So hit me up if you’re killing time
I got a place we can unwind
We’ll stare into the solar shine
Spreading out and getting blind
(and getting blind and getting)
Spreading out and getting blind

So if you got the appetite
I got a friend sure to delight
A dancing beauty in the night
She’s sure to get you feeling right
(yea feelin right yea feelin)
She’s sure to get you feelin right.

(I want my Oreos dipped in chocolate milk...)

(MH The Verb)
Why buy the cow when the milk is free?
Dreams only stack up if they're built to be
Standing in the lunch line,
Two dollars in the pocket,
Momma told em get the 2%
All she wants is chocolate

Young and flirty
Addicted to the Hershey
She had my smoothie
She said she was still thirsty
I told her
Don't be so quick baby, you're milkshake's thick
Lactose intolerant, and you be making me sick

What's bad tastes good, but what's sweet tastes better
Cream and brown leather, screaming always together
She believes that nothing is forever
She said she jonesing for some honey
Baby stole my heart, but she stole my milk money

Why? Did you steal my milk money?
Why did you steal my milk money?
She stole my milk money
And I need that two dollar and twenty-five cent.

(I want my Oreos dipped in chocolate milk...)
Track Name: Mad Dog
It’s the soul of a man that keeps the beasts outa play
I seem to think about it just about every day
Didn’t really have a plan, it just happened this way
I got the soul of a man and a man I’ll stay

And I ain’t got no mind, got no mind
No I ain’t got no mind, got no mind
Who are you to try and draw the line
Who am I to cross it every time

Chorus:
I’d like to be real clear
See my needle see my spoon
And while I got your ear
This is me howlin’ at the moon

It’s the soul of a beast that tells a man what to do
Functions at least from a fresh point of view
A few for a feast, a feast for a few
Just cus you see my teeth don’t mean I’m smilin’ at you

And I ain’t got no mind, got no mind
No I ain’t got no mind, got no mind
Who are you to try and draw the line
Who am I to cross it every time

Bridge:
Well I’m just a mad mad dog
I’m just a mad mad dog
I’m just a mad mad dog
I’m just motherfucking mad
Track Name: Bad Morning Blues
I gotta toilet bowl
I gotta toilet bowl
Gone and sold my soul, down the toilet bowl, down the toilet bowl

What’d it do down there?
What’d it do down there?
What’d it do down there, in the Devil’s lair, what’d it do down there?

Well it came back up
Yeah it came back up
It really fucked me up, my mind corrupt, when it came back up
Track Name: Heavy Heavy
Getting clean on gutter steam
Sippin’ on a bottle of Listerine
But then you know just how serene
Sitting in the corner on ketamine

Jingled change and beggin’ please
Need to fire up another to avoid the squeeze
Gettin’ strange just to feel at ease
Come on, we all got our own enemies

Pre-Chorus:
Said hey hey momma now when I come
You better not be here when I come back home
You better not be here when I come
Said you better not be here when I come back home

Chorus:
Oh Yeah, and I know you know now (Yeah you know you)
Better not be here when I come back home
Oh Yeah, when I know you know now (Yeah you know you)
Better not be here when I come back home
Oh yeah, I’m sitting back in the heavy heavy
You know I’d rather be alone

Catatonic lassitude
To which the empty bottles do allude
But then it seems so misconstrued
You talk too much, now you spoil the mood
Track Name: That One From Before
Whoa, I’ll follow
Yeah, I’ll follow
Whoa, I’ll follow
Yeah, I’ll follow
You when it’s time to go home
Cus I don’t wanna be here all alone
I ain’t got no choice (no no)
But to trail your voice (yea yea)
Cus I can’t make it on my own


Whoa, I’ll follow
Yeah, I’ll follow
Whoa, I’ll follow
Yeah, I’ll follow
Lies if you intend them to be true
Regardless of the facts you tell me too
I ain’t got no choice (no no)
But to hear your voice (yea yea)
And take it all at face value

Whoa, I’ll wallow
Yeah, I’ll wallow
Whoa, I’ll wallow
Whoa, and I’ll wallow
Upon the words that you have said
Or maybe I imagined it instead
I ain’t got no choice
Cus I got your voice
Forever stuck inside my head
Track Name: Suds
Honey help me wash the soap from my eyes
The bubbles sting and they makin’ me cry
I never knew getting’ clean was so mean
While the dirt in my dreams
Never fails to satisfy

I just wanna get drunk with my friends
Feel free to judge and condescend
I ain’t sure, but I think I meant well
And if I end up in hell
It’s just the lifestyle that I recommend

Chrous:
I just wanna get drunk with my friends
I just wanna get drunk with my friends
I just wanna get drunk with my friends
And as you can probably tell
It’s just the lifestyle that I recommend

I’m immature, I’m a dick, I’m no good
You say I did everything I possibly could
To piss you off, now, to press my luck
But I don’t give a fuck
And what made you think that I would?

I just wanna get drunk with my friends
Feel free to judge and condescend
I ain’t sure, but I think I meant well
And if I end up in hell
It’s just the lifestyle that I recommend

Chorus:
I just wanna get drunk with my friends
I just wanna get drunk with my friends
I just wanna get drunk with my friends
And you can probably tell
It’s just the lifestyle that I recommend