1. BBFUW
You can fight every day for a cause but that’s not news / The pimps get the cars and the girls and good guys lose / I think I may have seen every trick in the book / Did he fall on his own or was he given a push?
There’s nothing that can’t be fixed / There’s no-one who can’t be turned / It’s a beautiful, beautiful fucked up world.
The boss says she’ll take of you but she never will / The quarterly results come in and the rest is fill / The girls chase the guy who is chasing the buck / The buck’s giving grief it’s not giving out love.
You can’t use everything that you have / But it’s still not enough /Every voice, every screen, every friend / Wants to sell you more stuff / They help you to take on a little more debt / They tell you not to worry but they never forget
There’s nothing that can’t be fixed / And there’s no one who can’t return / It’s a beautiful, beautiful fucked up world
2. On My Way
Copper days and silver nights / Built upon a wishing well / Velvet roads and cotton skies / Fresh upon a summer spell
I don’t know different from the way I know / And I don’t know why it goes the way it goes / But honey that’s OK / ‘Cause I am on my way
The last time I slept in your bed / I lay awake before the sun rose / With a dream and a plan in my head / Swirling like a prairie snow
I don’t know different from the way I know / And I don’t know why it goes the way it goes / But honey that’s OK / ‘Cause I am on my way
You get your shot, you take your shot / Sometimes you get another go / Some succeed and some do not / Sometimes you never know.
There are heroes that live in Park Place / There are strangers that treat you kind / There are friends who don’t know your name / But find peace in a noble mind
I don’t know different from the way I know / And I don’t know why it goes the way it goes / But honey that’s OK / ‘Cause I am on my way
3. Burntroot
I want to know that the time is right / I want to know who’ll be with you tonight / If the answers fit the questions / I will eddy from the flow / But I need to know which way the wind blow.
When I’m up on Burntroot when I’m talking to you / When I’m in a situation crystal balling too / You know they say the times is easy / But all they is is slow / And I need to know which way the wind blow.
Psychometry’s a beauty to behold / And you should play more music Socrates was told
Are you nothing more than what I thought was true? / Am I something less than one thing more for you?
As a matter of fact, I’m a seller and buyer / As a matter of faith I’ll be tending the fire / If the wind and the sun and the rain are in / What‘s keeping you still? / Give me a word you won’t or you will
If the answers fit the questions / I will eddy from the flow / But I need to know what I don’t know.
4. The Line
I’m the line you said you’d never cross / I’m the shine you thought that you had lost / You pinned my name onto the wall of never in this life / Now you’re fingering the needle that just might get you high
I don’t mind the pace that never ends / Too much time can be the devil’s friend / I will lay my hand upon a shoulder that is cold / Until the blood beneath runs hot, until the heart grows bold
I’m the sign of passage yet to come / I’m the time that never had its run / And I will spin into an arc that carries hope upon / Until the dogs of light have shone, until the light is gone.
Some folks like to feel the sun, others take the shade / Me I take whatever comes ‘cause that’s the way I’m made.
I am the name that’s written cross your chest / I am the burn that never lets you rest / And I will bow before your will when bowing’s what you need / But I will never change what is and I will always be / I am the line.
5. Five Star Work
Come winter past the house was all in order / Came time to go and double cross the border / Of knowing and comfort / Where I banged my head on the reason / That put me on a road to you.
Caught in a world with voices yelling louder / Outside a style that values keeping powder / Dry for the next time / Do I hang my head for the season? / Or do I stay out on the road awhile?
Call anytime you can place your bet / I think I’m doing five star work / But that’s not what I get / I’m trying to have a heart to heart / But we have never met /It’s been a long, long day /And it’s not over yet.
Come Annabelle the jump is the creation /Who listens for a whispered revelation? /Is there no needing /To tell the tale with other than screaming? /It’s probably just some soft pop jazz.
I navigate through purist good intentions / I’ve got GPS but they don’t take directions / They know where they’re going / And you better go along with what they are saying / Or you will not be playing long / You will not be going on.
6. Wonderfully Well
Its early morning and I’m waking from my sleep / Just got to find a way to get up on my feet / Don’t know what happened but I must have gone deep / Out on a mission last night to break the peace.
There may have been a girl, I think the girl could tell / That I was nervous like a cat that wore a bell / She got down on hands and knees, her grin it cast a spell / Man it worked for me wonderfully well.
Wonderful and wicked / Wonderfully well / Wonderful and wicked / Wonderfully well
Never seems to work out as it first appears / First there’s lots of laughing and then there’s lots of tears / Hanging like the crystal upon a chandelier / Never-ending like a midnight clear.
Now I’m not doing too much, cause there’s not too much to do / Rub at the minutes like scuffing up my shoe / Drop another hour flipping through the tube / I’m not doing much ‘cause there’s not too much to do.
You’ve got to walk like light and haul that ball and chain / You’ve got to crack the ice and burn inside your brain / You’ve got to run that seam and push those bulls away / You’ve got to wonder well.
Its early morning and I’m waking from my sleep / Just got to find a way to get up on my feet / Don’t know what happened but I must have gone deep / Out on a mission . . . out on a mission . . . out on a mission.
7. Won’t Let You Go
There’s nothing you can say to change my mind / There’s nothing left to gain by trying one more time /You’re going to lose in time if you walk away /You don’t know what you’ve got to change.
I have made for the light, a shepherd in the snow / I have paid for the right and I won’t let it show / But I can’t let you go.
There comes a path that must be walked upon /My feet have found their ground going down that road / I’ve seen a road or two in my time / I just can’t tell where you’ve gone.
I have made for the light, a shepherd in the snow / I have paid for the right and I won’t let it show / But I can’t let you go.
The high can never last / The last won’t be denied / The best is what we have right now.
There’s nothing you can say to change my mindThere’s nothing left to gain by trying one more time / You’re going to lose in time if you walk away / You don’t know what you’ve got to change.
I have made for the light, a shepherd in the snow / I have paid for the right and I won’t let it show / But I can’t let you go.
I won’t ever let you go.
8. On the Hunt
I am always on the hunt / For trouble and opportunity / You don’t know the wrong I have done / And when I’ve got you made / I’ll make you think I’m bringing aid / The only thing I’m bringing is betrayed.
My friends tell me I’m too hard on myself / Let it go, they may be right / But where I’m from there is no-one but yourself / To see you through.
I got my start at the bottom of the pile / Another grunt to take the shite / I just smiled as I did what I was told / And then I moved, I made a move.
Right from the start they called me banjo boy / Even though I didn’t play / They lived a life of tricks behind my back / But I could see.
Then one day they put a hurt on me / We all know how kids can be / I asked them once “please don’t do that to me” / And I didn’t ask again.
My friends tell me I’m too hard on myself / Let it go, they may be right / But where I’m from there is no-one but yourself / To see you through.
9. Angel on the Moon
The angel on the moon / Is looking at the afternoon / To come / Morning has its due / The next one never comes too soon.
The way it seems to go / We’re waiting on the cue for the show / To begin / A song comes drifting in /
On the edge and in the wind.
Possible, tell me it’s possible / To be with you. / Lost until, I will be lost until / You say you will.
The angel in the sun / Is gazing cross the day to come / Killing time / She open up the shirt / Kick off the shoes, adjust the skirt. /
Possible, tell me it’s possible / To be with you. / Lost until, I will be lost until / You say you will.
The angel in the sun / Is gazing cross the day to come / Killing time / She open up the shirt / Kick off the shoes, adjust the skirt. / Morning has its due / The next one never comes too soon. / A song comes drifting in / On the edge and in the wind.
10. Not Too High
I try not to get too high / I don’t go too low / I try not to get too high / I don’t go too low.
This is how I start each day / Reflection in a mirror / Cold and flat and looking back / Mercury and clear / But there’s a grin keeps pushing in / Welcome to the world / And if I had a walking stick / I’d give that cane a twirl.
She’s totally small picture / I’m always talking big / That must be the reason / We keep crashing up our rig. / I know she’s got her own life / I figure I’ve got mine / But every now and then we find / A way to share some time.
For better or for worse / I follow my own star / For the praise or for the curse / I’m setting my own bar / Speaking of the bar and all / I think I’ll go down there / And have a drink with all my friends / For those no longer here
11. BUTTERFLY ATTACK
Tough week again / I got drunk with a friend / Said some things that I shouldn’t have said / Just between you and me / But the words flew out of the cage in my mouth / Now the words are spinning free. / It’s easy to hear what you fear / In a poverty of reason / Viral in need like jealousy / As easy as your breathing
Not first not last / Echo on from the past / Stock will rise and stock will fall / It’s a matter of degree / Bears will maul, worms will crawl / Empires must finally fall / It’s easy to hear what you fear / In a poverty of reason / Viral in need like jealousy / As easy as your breathing
Watch on your back for the butterfly attack / Watch what you say and where the words will play / Watch what you hear for it may be that you will only hear / What you fear.
Some false some true / Some say about you / Desdemona lied, Mark Twain finally died /Armstrong walked on the moon, there are zombies in the room / It’s easy to hear what you fear / In a poverty of reason / Viral in need like jealousy / As easy as your breathing
Gerry Wall – Vocals and Electric Guitar
Steve O’Connor – Keyboards and Accordion
Mike Francis – Acoustic and Electric Guitars
Brian Barlow – Drums and Percussion
Steve Lucas – Electric and Upright Bass
Don Reed – Violin
Neil Donell – Background Vocals and Vocal Arrangements
Lori Dortono – Background Vocals
Ana Miura – Vocal on “I Won’t Let You Go” and “5 Star Work”
Produced by Gerry Wall
Recorded by Ken Harnden at Pinnacle Music Studios
Mixed by Ken Harnden and Gerry Wall
Charts and more by Mike Francis
Mastered by Ted Carson at MusicLane
All songs written by Gerry Wall except “Burntroot” written by Graham Knight and Gerry
Wall and “Always on the Hunt” written by Gerry Wall and Mike Francis