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Whiskey & Oatmeal EP

by Skunkmello

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1.
Whiskey and Oatmeal 04:52
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Whiskey and Oatmeal Well I Ain't got no shoes on my feet No I don't Said I Ain't got no shoes on my feet No I don't Well I can't even feel no pain No I ain't got no no pain to feel Must be from all the cocaine And living off whiskey and oatmeal aright Well I Ain't got no friends in this place No I don't Said I Ain't got no friends in this place No I don't Well I got to get away now, you know it's time Got to get myself a breather Go to another place, whoa to find That I ain't got no friends there neither Well I Ain't got no cards in my hand No I don't Said I Ain't got no cards in my hand No I don't Well I got all my chips in the fray No I got nothing no no left to bet Don't ask me why I throw it all away I guess I bought a little time to forget Well I Know my Jesus coming soon Yea I know it Said I Know my Jesus coming soon Yea I know it Yea I know that motherfucker gonna be here soon He gonna save my soul, yeah I know it Hope he get here before tomorrow in the afternoon Before I get another chance to blow it On whiskey and oatmeal aright On whiskey and oatmeal aright On whiskey and oatmeal aright On whiskey and oatmeal
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Street Prophet 03:30
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Street Prophet Ain't got no home but I don't care I just found some underwear To earn a dime I'll do a dance To save some time I'll piss my pants Look at you, you think you're smart Well you ain't got no shopping cart Sure you got your stuff ok But I can up and roll away Cus I'm a stone cold street rhymer Good-old old timer Prophet of the fallen man Look me up and here I am I'm outdoors, bench sleeper Up yours, night creeper Pariah of society Here my raw philosophy Getting high, feeling alright Letting loose, you know I might And when I see that cop come round I roll the other side of town Talk to God now don't you know He calls me brother eskimo Listen up here when I say Wouldn't have it any other way Cus I'm a stone cold street rhymer Good-old old timer Prophet of the fallen man Look me up and here I am I'm outdoors, bench sleeper Up yours, night creeper Pariah of society Here my raw philosophy Out my mouth the words do flow From where they come nobody knows They only way to shut me up To put some change into my cup Got some rags and paper sheets Got some bags tied round my feets My clothes I gots to rearrange Before them goddamned seasons change Cus I'm a stone cold street rhymer Good-old old timer Prophet of the fallen man Look me up and here I am I'm outdoors, bench sleeper Up yours, night creeper Pariah of society Here my raw philosophy
3.
White Van Speaker Scam 05:01
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White Van Speaker Scam Who's that rolling up in the pick-up truck Got something for me I wanna sell you this super sweat stereo That I got for free Say it again say it again fella I don't know if I understand He said I'm selling you this stereo cheap In the store it cost 3 grand Well I'm just getting gas, I ain't got no cash Say what you got in your wallet? All I need's a hundred more I'm just filling my tank, don't wanna hit no bank Don't worry my good sir, there's an ATM in the store And so I must concede, I overcome by greed And blinded by circumstance, I never saw the score It was a white van speaker scam Whoa White van speaker scam I said now motherfucker and goddamn Whoa White van speaker scam Well what's with the secret operation Why the great deal on this gear I'm just a speaker guy Need some money for some beer I said I got to know, yea got to know the facts He said it was the best there is A brand called Paramax Well now I should have known, and when I got it home That sweet little stereo didn't sound so fucking hot No it buzzed and screamed; It acted something mean Didn't take me all that long to figure out that I'd got got And to avoid this mess, and save yourself the stress Don't buy no speakers in no Hess parking lot It was a white van speaker scam Whoa White van speaker scam I said now motherfucker and goddamn Whoa White van speaker scam
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Easy Come, Easy Go 05:26
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Easy Come, Easy Go Spanish as the moonlight stains the sea And the waves they rise and fall so gently Sitting back sipping on a lonely friend Trying real hard just to pretend That she was not the only one for me Well I held her off as long as I could bear But her words would twist and tumble through the air A thirty-eight special and a bag of blow And they chased me down to Mexico And now they wanna put me in the chair Well 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 And it goes whoa whoa whoa Easy come now easy go Well he wound up on the wrong side of my gun And I say hey hey hey Yea I'm better off this way Cus I can't get close to no one on the run Well you know I ain't been much for killing 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 Well 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 And it goes whoa whoa whoa Easy come now easy go Well he wound up on the wrong side of my gun And I say hey hey hey Yea I'm better off this way Cus I can't get close to no one on the run Whoa 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 dying was between him and the Lord Well 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 And it goes whoa whoa whoa Easy come now easy go Well he wound up on the wrong side of my gun And I say hey hey hey Yea I'm better off this way Cus I can't get close to no one on the run
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Tombstone Blues 04:04
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released November 16, 2012

Skunkmello - www.facebook.com/skunkmello

Matt Bartlett - Guitar / Vocals / Harmonica
Ed Cuervo - Bass
Jono Ori - Drums

Collection of live studio tracks recorded @ Serious Business Recording Studios for your listening delight

Engineered by Hansdale Hsu.
Mastered by Ed Cuervo.
Produced by August Alvarado.

Except as otherwise noted, all Songs © 2012 Matthew Bartlett (ASCAP)
℗ 2012 Skunkmello LLC

Contact us : skunkmello@gmail.com

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Sewer blues and gutter grooves for the barefooted and absent minded.

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