Lemon On Fire July Edition

by Dad's LPs

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released 23 July 2014

John Morales - Lead Vocals, Drums, Programming
Jay Seals -Rhythm Guitar
Chris Twomey - Backing Vocals, Bass
Andrew Harris - Lead Guitar

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Track Name: Ain't Over Yet
Ain’t Over Yet

I feel a rhythm while it’s burning in my head
It holds my body hostage, keeps me sweating in my bed
I feel it in my fingers, coursing through my veins
Begging me to kick the horse and deftly grab the reins
Mutter turns to rumble in this unrelenting heat
I can feel the embers burning in the earth below my feet
I’m a sinner in your gallows; this floor is bound to drop
And common sense would tell me to stop

But don’t you tell me to stop
When you see red
Don’t hum my song
Then tell me it’s all in my head
I see the end
I feel the sweat
I know it’s close
But it aint over yet

Fruitless endeavors are the folly of a man
Bound to watch the wind while holding tighter to the sand
No one knows the answers to the questions in my head
They just mumble incoherent and smile back at me instead
But the wheels keep turning, cut right through me
Scars my mind like an old snuff movie
But the credits are forgotten, the bubble’s gonna pop
Now common sense would tell me to stop

But don’t you tell me to stop
When you see red
Don’t hum my song
Then tell me it’s all in my head
I’m breathing fire
Burning Hot
I’m so damn close
So don’t you tell me to stop
When you see red
Don’t hum my song
Then tell me it’s all in my head
I see the end
I feel the sweat
I know it’s close
But it aint over yet
Track Name: Cut and Run
Tean-age mother bringing home the bread and butter
in a myriad of shady ways
'cause a boy named ben brought a bitter end
to a life-long dream of the stage
she was a southern belle and the boy meant well
but he left her in a fit of rage
now its a big, bad world for a small-town girl
just tryin' to earn an honest wage
and baby says...

she don't mind the dirty looks
she won't tell you her real name
she's not afraid to bait the hook
she's a product of a hustle
cut and run before you put a young girl to shame

Holly-roller, daddy's a controller
sewing evil in her heart
he's a big man too, with a small world-view
fucking with her from the start
well, I confess: she's a real hot mess,
but baby ain't nobody's fool
you know she can't afford to even praise the lord
'cause faith is such a heavy tool
and baby says...

she don't mind the dirty looks
she won't tell you her real name
she's not afraid to bait the hook
she's a product of a hustle
cut and run before you put a young girl to shame
oh, it's a God damned shame