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Day Shift Stripper
02:54
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Damp couches and broken dreams
twenty dollars a dance
you buy the first one and the next ones free
if only you can stand it
she doesnt try to hide the scars
like you hide those liquor bottles
but theres no hope around here
shes just another dayshift stripper
dancing for the rent
said play another low light anthem
one that makes us both forget
another wasted week
on this rainy afternooon tuesday
if i only had a little money
around these parts thatll get you laid
but theres no hope around here
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2. |
If I Was A Viking
03:08
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i try to be better each day but sometimes i fall
i try to be nicer but then someone always cuts me off
if i was a viking id stand eight feet tall
if i dont ever leave
does that make me wrong
you cant save for the future
if you spend all day working off your past
your thirties aint no good
if you spent your twenties just chasing ass
if i was a viking id stand eight feet tall
and if i dont ever leave
doest that make me wrong
and if i ever leave
will you sing my songs
make em number ones
somebodys gotta get paid
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3. |
Roberta Again
02:23
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ive been thinking about Roberta again
she winds like a jet and cusses like the wind
if you asked her aboud jfk
she'd throw a little shade on oswalds grave
but in those wee hours
do i call her name
ive been thinking about those nights at the bars
drinking rot guy whiskey and yelling at the stars
we were gonna make that road our home
now a mortgage seems like our only hope
in those wee hours
does she call my name
ive been missing roberta something fierce
wishing we could roll back the years
do i believe in past lives
in those wee hours
i still call her name
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4. |
Shot Me Dead
02:26
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She shot me dead i was bleeding in the first floor bathroom
ive been screaming coming on like a typhhom
i hear her crying confessing her sins
i hear a click
she might just be reloading
i get my wind and i make it out the window
kick round my blood trail so she dont know where i go
i always thought she had the eyes of a tiger
i hope i dont get caught up in her crosshairs
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5. |
Hug My Dog
03:00
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another friday night
shot straight to hell
woke up so far from home
couldnt even tell
another bartender
dont even know her name
funny after all these years
they start looking just the same
if i ever get back home
im gonna hug my dog
kiss the ground in front of my house
thank god im alive
call my mom
another saturday morning
blood in my eyes
i dont remember much
sure not the wine
i think that i got hit
by a midnight train
the way this day is going
gonna do it all again
if i ever get back home
im gonna change the way i live
put down the bottle once and for all
seek a little salvation for my sins
that old lake breeze puts a chill in the air
makes me think i dont believe
i bet she dont care
if i ever get back home
im gonnna hug my dog
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6. |
No Savior
01:57
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i think that i may fall again
im feeling weak and theres treachery in the wind
i drink whiskey
smoke cigarettes
been chasing wild women
how low down can i get
i aint no savior
in fact i think i might just be lucifer
i wonder will i be in love this year
these days grow long and ive taken to these tasty beers
i sit around in my ole laz y boy
beating on this guitar like its a goddamn toy
i aint no savior
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Craig James Columbus, Ohio
Born along the banks of the Maumee River and raised amongst the corn stalks of northwest Ohio, Craig James picked up a guitar and has been involved in a blood feud with life and responsibility and illusions of success and mediocrity...it is yet to be seen who will come out the victor ... more
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