some dudes do

by shoney lamar

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about

recorded in august and september 2005
in two of doug's many bedrooms
in boston and out in allston.

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released September 1, 2005

recorded and mixed by doug carter and shoney lamar
mastered by doug carter

cover art by shoney lamar

jordan tavenner played lead guitar on "yes i do."
shoney played everything else.

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shoney lamar would like an exceptionally cold corpse. not now. when he's dead.

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Track Name: yes i do
oh little angel, come knock on my door.
all of my braincells just ask for more.
doo dracka doo
oo ain't you so purdy. devil in a blue dress.
i let my thoughts get lonely
til i am thoughtless
and i'm blessed. i come in second best.

1 2 3 i'm a lot like me and yes i do.

oo somebody cares, you can tell by the stink.
oo somebody dares to speak what they know they think.
doo dracka doo
i'm provin em wrong in the words the trust,
i'm movin along w/ the birds and the dust,
and i'm fucked, just not the way i wish i was.

1 2 3 i'm a lot like me and yes i do.

i put the screws to you baby, and you brought the blues.
and i could ruin you mama, if i wanted to do.
and i do dracka doo

1 2 3 i'm a lot like me and yes i do.
Track Name: them horses
bring thoughts of duress. regress, release regrets.
undress yr best outfit and count them reasons i can't rest.
them horses rode real hard, and now they givin it back for less

it's just a three day ride if we leave immediately
i got a hawkline lady waitin bleary-eyed for me.
them horses rode real hard, and now they givin back for free.

you know it 1 or the money babe, it's 2 for you know.
it's just a theme for you when you hear it approaching you.
them horses rode real hard and now they're givin it back as glue
Track Name: graze anatomy
anatomy like snake to snake.
havin me like a mistake.
after me like wake
and hate's a great headache.
just make checkmate.
a mind so slow and viral
finally make my mistakes final,
fine. let's form a line
and all march single file down the spiral.

tumbleweeds float down the hall,
bumblebees from wall to wall,
a hundred me's appease yr every need.
just graze me.

something must replace all yr faults and denial.
something must be placed at the bottom of every pile.

dynamite's alrite tonite,
it ties in sight from flying height.
it lit the distance missin in our love,
when bush came to glove.

something must replace all yr faults and denial.
something must be placed at the bottom of every pile.
Track Name: abortion blues
everybody wants my baby.
she just knocks off yr socks.
when we walkin past the playground,
the boys all start throwin rocks.

everybody wants my baby.
the young men holler and shout.
the old men all get catatonic.
you just see tongues rollin out.

baby, we could make a killing just parading you around.
baby, we could charge a shilling and be millionaires by sundown.

everybody wants my baby.
she's the whole goddam show.
and if we ever get pulled over,
they took two looks and let us go.

baby we could make a killing just parading you around.
baby we could charge a shilling and be millionaires by sundown

everybody wants my baby.
she's like a different kind of blue.
shee's like a dream you never had boys.
and for me that dream has come true
Track Name: cages
you got a voice like a harmonica,
a wall-eyed tongue-tied stare.
i got a clear vision of hell.
i don't even care if heaven's there.

you got lips like cherry bombs,
a sunshine so plain to see.
i got a haunted house in my head,
baby will you still walk into me?

you got hair like an umbrella, baby,
you keepin hearts out of arms.
i got ambition like a space ship,
but i got a brain like cars.

you got hips like machinery,
baby, you draw like a bath.
i got a paranoid void of thought
and i got problems like math.

you got names like cages,
you gotta dress like it's cold.
i got nuthin but time pretty mama
you know we got them old souls
Track Name: two caffeine dreams
it's a shame about you baby.
it's a shame about yr man.

well you know i miss that lady
her lips the taste of coffee.
and you know that i still smell her
when i change the fucking filter.

and a cigarette was lit
such for his spirit was fit.
oh and woe to you my love
who knows what i'm capable of?

i'm gonna weave my way back to you somehow.

it's a shame about nebraska.
glory glory lift you glass up.
just like the shower drains.
just like the couch stains.
this one's for the not-allowed.
boys, you know i'm gonna do you proud.
i'ma get real stoned and i'ma get real loud
and i'ma weave my way back to you somehow.

i'm gonna weave my way back to you somehow.

every note i wrote
every butt i smoke
every breath i choke
every killing joke
every killing joke

it'a shame about you baby.
it's a shame about yr man.
Track Name: at the applecore
i see yr father, ma, he comin crawlin cross my lawn.
i got my rifle s eein just whose side he's on.
i need a little bit. yes i do.
i need a little bit of yr patience if i'ma make it thru.

i see you baby, other side of the fence on yr knees.
me and yr papa up here shootin the breeze.
i need a little bit. taint no sin.
i need a little bit of yr company
stop beggin just come on in.

i see myself in the future on a hot allston nite.
lookin like hell, probly feelin alrite.
i need a little bit.
i need a little bit of yr sweet lovin

I WANT TO DO A DRUM SOLO
BUT I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH.
I WANT TO SPEAK FOR MY FELLOW MAN
BUT I AIN'T GOT THE STUFF.

i see us baby in the mirrow just doin like we should.
i see the future naked baby, damn it look so good
i need a little bit. of yr sweet lovin oh mama i need you
Track Name: errors omitted
modern art has torn me down
i blame myself.
there's no one else around.
all my friends left town
i turn the music down
turn my tv set around

i saw the tape of you nude!
you looked so good on yr way into the dressing room
to put on yr perfume,
to put on yr costume.
i rewind and resume.

you in yr blue towel, i can't help but howl
when i'm thinking something smelling rotten, foul.

what on earth was on yr mind
when you saw what i arranged for you
on the kitchen floor?
felt like you been there before.
oh maybe wanna see a little bit sore.
feel like you'd like to see some more?

you in yr blue towel, i can't help but howl,
when i'm thinking something smelling rotten, foul.
Track Name: costly comedy
my house is on fire.

distill the stink of what i think i maybe drink a littel too much.
maybe shrinkin, maybe blinkin out of existence.
oh i see empires in piles, my baby just smiles,
she'd cry denial but it's not her style.
and if i gotta do anything at all, i'll wait and do it inna while.

my hair is on fire.

find myself home alone w/ the good stuff
playin poker alone callin my own bluffs.
i'm gonna go ahead and end it rite here at the beginning,
twas a nice life, but the lights are dimming.
and if i gotta do anything at all, i'll wait and do it when i'm winning.
and i'm winning. but i still feel so lost.

my baby's on fire.

i make my way to the train and try to maintain
livin life like it's a drinking game.
makin choke-holds where they don't go. it's ok,
my superego's overgrown and blown away.
and if i gotta do anything at all, it can wait just another day
Track Name: what's weird and why
i'm tumblin down an open vent when all my money is spent,
i'm sleepin in a tent, and it's bent, but the rent
is a god-sent-gently-down.
i been thinkin that's it's all the same.
i tumble off the train down the drain w/ the rain
and the pain is a refrain i could do w/o.

you can hang it on the wall, it'll be there when you get back.
she looks so surprised, i'm like "don't touch it! it's electric!"

you can meet me roundabout midnite,
bring a pen and pipe, and the letter you typed,
and i'm late i just might tumbled down a flight of stairs.
i know i'm small and it's a universe but what's worse is that first
i tumble into yr purse and immerse in my thirst
and it hurts because nobody cares. nobody dares.

you can hang it on the wall it'll be there when you get back.
she looks so confused \, i'm like "don't touch it! it's electra-ka-kick!"
here's a hint: bite the fear off yr own nose and open wide.
i'm inside of what died, and baby that's what's weird AND why.

attn: wanted - stranger than single, average, water-based carbon being archrival.

you can hang it on the wall it'll be there when you get bacl.
she looks so confused, i'm like "don't touch it, it's electric."