M. Ross Perkins, by SofaBurn

M. Ross Perkins

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1.	Humboldt County Green 03:05	lyrics	buy track
Sweet Humboldt County green Good and clean Humboldt County green It’s the finest kind I’ve ever seen Humboldt County green Humboldt County green Humboldt County green I got a friend and he’s got the money He’s gone to get a jar of California honey I love the grass they got in Humboldt County Mmm… In the summer time Gettin’ high, high, high It’s that sweet Humboldt County green Good and clean Humboldt County green It’s the finest kind I’ve ever seen Humboldt County green Humboldt County green Humboldt County green It’s the finest kind I’ve ever seen Humboldt County green Humboldt County green
2.	Project 63 Online 03:41	lyrics	buy track
On the doormat lies the Sunday Post A nearby sprinkler’s cackling like a water ghost Suddenly, in a panic scene, The house starts shaking and it frightens me Goes right back to normal For a minute momentarily So I step outside to see if anyone is dead And the sun is awfully bright And I say hi to my neighbor, Fred And Fred says “How’s it going?” And I say “Going fine, Fred.” I do my best to keep myself from getting upset I see the house has moved again today Several inches closer to the driveway So I shake my fist at Fred who says he Must be on his way This whole thing smacks of classic tactic CIA I get the fidgets from the humming all the time Which stops amongst the colder months Comes back around July The air conditioner jolts It’s full of bolts and menacing Anymore I can’t be sure of ordinary things Just another day In the brain of Project 63 Property of KGB Also known as lonely me Coo-coo-coo, is it you Listening all the time Clipping circuits to my mind Saying, “Project 63 online.”
3.	My Poor Daughter 02:07	lyrics	buy track
My daughter bought a drop of blotter During the term of President Carter Made herself a martyr At her old alma mater So she sought to plot a Little coup d’etat to Deprive the kids of fodder For the cafeteria slaughter When they found out the cops had caught her My poor daughter
4.	Someone Else 03:39	lyrics	buy track
I hear she’s living well now Exactly where she won’t tell now But she never told me very much before anyhow So while I’m sick and drinking Everything in sight and it’s sinking me She’s getting fancy for the town She puts her perfume on You know, my favorite one She puts her hair in a bun Just like she’s always done She puts the sheets on the bed And paints her fingernails red But this isn’t for me There’s someone else instead He finds her perfume pretty Catching it as they’re sitting At some adorable local place A darling scene He watches as she’s speaking He’s thinking what I’m always thinking of As if it’s some epiphany That only he has seen But one day she’ll be standing By the mirror on the landing Before she prances out the door with bells Well, well, well For someone else For someone else She puts her perfume on You know, my favorite one She puts her hair in a bun Just like she’s always done She puts the sheets on the bed And paints her fingernails red But this isn’t for me She’s someone else instead This isn’t for me There’s someone else instead This isn’t for me There’s someone else instead There’s someone else instead
5.	Ever Ever Ever 02:56	lyrics	buy track
No home runs for the cowboy kid Short stop, short bus stop Can you see him? Can you see him? He likes to ride bikes Red bike’s his bike Can you see him? Can you see him? Is he ever ever ever gonna get your love? Is he ever ever ever gonna get your love? Ahhh He wants to draw for you a picture Ahhh It is what looks to be a lighthouse Can you see him? Can you see him? Is he ever ever ever gonna get your love?
6.	Let a Little Lazy 02:35	lyrics	buy track
Let a little lazy in your life Ahhh Let a little lazy in your life now Ahhh Day’s no fun, something’s a drag Everything is sounding weak Nothing’s great Nothing’s cool Think you ought to take a seat Call in sick, call in late It ain’t like you do it every day What have you done? Where have you been? Never really gotta say Let a little lazy in your life Ahhh Let a little lazy in your life now Ahhh Let a little lazy in your life If you know what’s good for ya Let a little lazy in your life now No big rush, no big deal So what if somebody’s mad? Think of some of the things some people do You ain’t doing nothing bad Take some time Who’s to say? Why don’t you take a single day? Stay inside Hide your eyes Close your blinds Have your way Let a little lazy in your life Ahhh Let a little lazy in your life now Ahhh Let a little lazy in your life If you know what’s good for ya Let a little lazy in your life now Let a little lazy in Let a little lazy in your life
7.	Amazing Grace (Grandma's Dead) 02:17	lyrics	buy track
Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Taking all her stuff Taking all her stuff Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Gonna make her stuff our own Well, she left us a savings account Oooo! In the sum of some amount Oooo! When your grandma’s dead It’s a sad, sad time But it’s a fine time to be alive ‘Cause we’re taking all her stuff back home Yoo-hoo-hoo! Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Taking all her stuff Taking all her stuff Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Gonna make her stuff our own When your grandma’s dead It’s a sad, sad time But there’s a U-Haul truck pulling up outside ‘Cause we’re taking all her stuff back home Yoo-hoo-hoo! Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Taking all her stuff Taking all her stuff Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Gonna make her stuff our own Grandma’s dead and Grandma’s dead and Grandma’s dead and Taking all her stuff Grandma’s dead and we’re taking all her stuff Gonna make her stuff our own We’re gonna decorate our homes We’re gonna make her stuff our own
8.	Habit-Formin' Drugs 03:33	lyrics	buy track
Habit-formin’ drugs are everywhere There’s some to take I have seen my share But that’s not fair ‘Cause I was never really there to see a thing There’s some to take, there’s some to take Habit-formin’ drugs are in my brain Every day If I look too hard, I always find They’re always someplace nearby Gimme some habit Gimme some habit Gimme, gimme, gimme Habit-formin’ drugs They’re everywhere There’s some to take There’s some to take Habit-formin’ drugs are everywhere There’s some to take And all the textbooks say that they’re just great They make you stoned and make you late It’s what they say There’s some to take And none to spare But all my friends have got long hair And love to share Every day If I look too hard I always find They’re always someplace nearby Gimme some habit Gimme some habit Gimme, gimme, gimme Habit-formin’ drugs They’re everywhere There’s some to take There’s some to take Gimme, gimme, gimme Habit-formin’ drugs They’re everywhere There’s some to Gimme, gimme, gimme Habit-formin’ drugs They’re everywhere There’s some to Gimme, gimme, gimme Those habit-formin’ drugs They’re everywhere There’s some to take
9.	Local Showcase 02:55	lyrics	buy track
Did I ever tell you ‘bout the time I shared a bill With a group out of Philly that was supposed to kill The paper said the sound was a bit of everything I like But the band showed up and they got upset When the man with the money said he would not let A dozen of their friends in the door unless they paid him right And that was the night I shared a bill with The Dreadlock Uncles Ooo, ooo, ooo that set was a sorry sight And that was about the time that I said You know, I can’t sit through it I just can’t do it if the band can’t do it right Did I ever tell you ‘bout the time I shared a stage With a group out of Cleveland with a goofy name They offered me a button, but I knew that I would never wear it And they check, check, checked And they got upset When the man at the mixer said they could not get A little bit of kick in the monitor for drummer Derek That was the night I shared a stage with The Wool Cat Sweaters Ooo, ooo, ooo that set was a sorry sight And that was about the time that I said You know, I can’t sit through it Y’all just blew it I just can’t do it if the band can’t do it right You know, I just can’t do it if the band can’t do it right I said I just can’t do it if the band can’t do it right
10.	No Good Sons of Galveston 04:00	lyrics	buy track
When I got back into Galveston again Shot my wad at Calhoun’s Billiards Bar & Inn Can I get a Sloe Gin Fizz? How ya been, boy? Who’s your friend? San Francisco broke me down and wrecked my head Guess I wasn’t much cut out, just like they said City life just got me sick Money, pricks, and seedy tricks Wrote bad checks to fill my gas Stocked myself on fancy grass Eastbound fast and that was that 2,000 miles to Galveston Your old boy done packed his bag and brought it home Tell that what’s-his-name I’d hate to break his nose And tell your sister that she’s lookin’ mighty grown I fell loosely ‘cross a street I’d seen before Saw the city boarded up your daddy’s store Billy don’t live here anymore Jackie don’t live here anymore No good sons of Galveston Your old boy done packed his bag and brought it home Tell that what’s-his-name I’d hate to break his nose And tell your sister that she’s lookin’ mighty grown No good sons of Galveston No good sons of Galveston
11.	Annie Waits In a Dream 01:13	lyrics	buy track
Annie waits in a dream for me She opens out her arms And she beams for me She tells me a story that only I would get And she says, “Are you really gonna have another cigarette?” Annie waits in a dream for me She shows me that she cries real tears in streams for me And I mention that it’s quite a lovely day Albeit gray But before she can agree, she’s gone away
12.	Of the Gun 03:56	lyrics	buy track
A sunny morning, arise, and you find your way To the windowpane To have a look outside How’s that lovely world appear today? Well, it’s vile And it’s cold And yet still, spring marigolds arrive How really kind of grim it is to be alive I know it seems that you ought to run and hide But no You don’t have to be afraid Of the gun In your face You don’t have to be afraid Of the gun In your face Of the gun In your face Ain’t nowhere the folks ain’t scared Everywhere, everywhere World of skittish kittens, this one here Ugliness, spitefulness How you feel, your loneliness It’s violence All of this is violence But I hear violins ‘Cause you don’t have to be afraid Of the gun In your face You don’t have to be afraid Of the gun In your face You don’t have to be afraid Of the gun In your face You don’t have to be afraid Of the gun

credits

released October 14, 2016

This album was written, produced, and performed by M. Ross Perkins at home and at Howler Hills Farm in 2016

Studio Assistance: Zach Gabbard
Drum Technician: Joey Sebaali

Mastered by Mike Montgomery at Candyland

Text Illustration: Chad Wells
Cover Photo: Shelly Hulce

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SofaBurn Dayton, Kentucky

SofaBurn strives to involve itself with artists, musicians and performers that we find engaging and compelling in an effort that our collective work might find a wider audience.