1. |
Winter Coating
03:26
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I don’t like you
You don’t like me
But it’s cold outside
On this we agree
We’re not really a thing
Just a little winter coating
From Halloween
To Valentine’s Day
Love is blind
Or so they say
It’s kinda like an Alford Plea
Innocent and guilty
Oh!
Winter Coating
Winter Coating
Winter Coating
Nights are long
Days don’t last
When springtime comes
We’ll be over fast
But it’s not like it’s World War Three
Just a little winter coating
Oh!
Winter Coating
Winter Coating
Winter Coating
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2. |
Get in the Wind
03:18
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What do I do if it’s
lonely like people are
crying and begging for
Their piece of the pie
The urge is surreal
The surge will reveal
Milk down the drain
The smell of crooked rain
Oh cry, cry, cry
Don’t get you anywhere
And everyone says
You’re a lie, lie, lie
No one listens
Anymore
The time that we had
It wasn’t so bad
A beach day in black and white
The shadows were outtasite
The past is auxiliary
The future’s a burning tree
Wherever there’s wood to burn
The future will be
Oh cry, cry, cry
Don’t get you anywhere
And everyone says
You’re a lie, lie, lie
No one listens
Anymore
If I could get in the wind
You know that I would
If I could get in the wind
You know that I should
If I could get in the wind
You know that I would
If I could get in the wind
I’d get in it good
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3. |
Move On
03:07
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Stuck in the mud
How did we end up here?
Thought I walked for miles
Memory shades the truth, my dear
The light it breaks through clouds
Never know when I’m up or down
Your music makes me sigh
Remember past loves, lullaby
Same old dance
Same old song
Move on
You said, “I’m sorry”
I cut you slack
I hit the wall
You hit it back
The more I learn
The less I know
Oh, how I’ve tried
To let it go
You can’t see
What is wrong
Move on
You can’t see
What is wrong
Move on
You can’t see
What is wrong
Move on
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4. |
Out of My Yard
04:52
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Get out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
Out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
I don’t wanna see what you’ve gotta say
I just wanna hear you walking away
Out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
Little girl in that dress so gold
Tells herself she never will get old
Breeze right by, she likes to say
Then one day you’re gone to stay
Little girl in that dress so gold
Get out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
Get out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
I don’t wanna see what you’ve gotta say
I just wanna hear you walking away
Out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
Can’t you see what you mean to me?
Can’t you see what you mean to me?
You mean so much, it hurts so bad
When you’re gone I’ll only be glad
Can’t you see what you mean to me?
Get out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
Get out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
I don’t wanna see what you’ve gotta say
I just wanna hear you walking away
Get out of my yard
Don’t you come here no more
Out of my yard
Don’t you come here
Out of my yard
Out of my yard
Don’t you come here
Out of my yard
Out of my yard
Don’t you come here
Out of my yard
Out of my yard
Out of my yard
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5. |
Mountain Song
03:25
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I am a mountain
That grew so high
A cliffhanger
Hanging in the sky
Where we collided
Shift and moan
weather changes
At the drop of a dime
It’s true
Near the water
Feel the swell
rain's a comin
And an old church bell
trumpets play
Middle of the night
I heard you praying
Am I losing my mind?
It’s true
My hands were bound
My heart in tatters
I finally found a way
to put it back together
You come around here
Like a little lamb
But I know what’s coming
All that fire and hell
It’s true
What to do?
We sleep inside this
nest we made
with dead flowers
We weave the web we've made
Inside volcanoes
pulse and moan
I want to stay here
Will we ever be able to
Break the spell
It’s true
What to do?
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
That grew so high
I am a mountain
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6. |
Spooked a Horse
03:54
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Strip malls and bus stations
Laundromats and bars
Easier to fake it
Than to tell ‘em who you are
Every conversation
Felt so good and wrong
I’ll be coming back, but
I won’t be staying long
We’ve been caught in a storm
of our own making
Guided by the way things used to be
Lotta work for losin’
But that’s all right with me
Every moment is a memory
A powerful omission
Truth that tells a lie
Going magnet fishin’
Beneath blue earthquake lights
Ribbons and umbrellas
Ghosts and butterflies
Spooked a horse in Memphis
You could see it in his eyes
We are lost in a dream of our own making
Guided by the way things used to be
Lotta work for losin’
But that’s all right with me
Every moment is a memory
Every moment is a memory
Every moment is a memory
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7. |
Bury It
03:07
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What am I supposed to do now?
I bury it all deep, deep down
This makes no sense to me
Supposed to be buried in the ground by now
But you keep coming back
I gotta figure it out
A puzzle in my head
I need some kind of relief
Get me out of this town
Put me in your bed
I know that won’t solve a thing
You can try to explain it
The wound heals over
Eventually
My imagination
Telling stories that don’t belong to me
Go and give it to her
Take the easy way out
I’m floating in the water
I let my own self down
Let go of the wheel now
Spinning round and round
Your chord keeps pulling my legs
Trying to keep me down
Like it can be saved
Everyone has to lose to gain
They say the doors will swing open
Here we go again
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8. |
Bacchus Lounge
05:39
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Krewe of Dreux, nineteen eighty-two
Four-plex on the corner, Prentiss Avenue
Chilly Gentilly
Holiday
Get up in the morning, have your own parade
Sacks of oysters and a whole lot of fun
Every kinda party favor under the sun
Hittin' it hard
Keepin’ the peace
No one had to worry much about the police
Second Line Social, Cosmic Debris
Smiled at the people
Caught a few beads
Drank your way from bar to bar
Whistlin’ past the graveyard and abandoned cars
After well after dusk, you sashayed back
Threw some darts
Stepped on a crack
Pulled them tube-socks up to your knees
Went to bed without brushing your teeth
When summer comes around again
We’ll sing them drinking songs
And think about the times we shared
And where them times has gone
When summer comes around again
If you can’t sing along
I’ll try to reach you one last time
On the payphone
At the Bacchus Lounge
Something put you on the run
Drove you to Montana
Going to the Sun
Left your wife and your daughter behind
If only for the season while you borrowed time
Made your mark on a whole new crew
We sang and played and we sparked a few
Wildwood Flower, End of the Line
And quite a few numbers by ol’ John Prine
Bad circulation
Cholesterol too
Never seemed to trouble you at quarter-past-two
And when it all was said and done
We parted as friends, said stay in touch
And I kept that address
Prentiss Avenue
And payphone number for the Krewe of Dreux
But the sign on the window says Permanently Closed
Sign on the window
Mmm Hmm
When summer comes around again
We’ll sing them drinking songs
And think about the times we shared
And where them times has gone
When summer comes around again
If you can’t sing along
I’ll try to reach you one last time
On the payphone
At the Bacchus Lounge
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9. |
Meteorites
02:56
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I guess you found another way
To say the things you couldn’t say
And the light from the window pane
Begins to fade to black and gray
Now your gaze is fixed and dangerous
So I always look away
No longer falling for false angels
I won’t fall for the charade
I guess you found another way
To trap what little light remained
In the darkness I heard her softly sing
Rock-a-bye baby baby, baby, babe
Now your gaze is fixed and dangerous
So I always look away
No longer falling for false angels
I won’t fall for the charade
A little box inside your brain
Transmitting messages
Can’t stay contained
The tidal waves that push and pull me away, away, away, away
And the towers fall like the baby in the cradle
I held my arms out
I always cry
Catching stars
That burn so bright
Turn into meteorites
In your eyes
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10. |
Take a Walk with Jimmy
04:24
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So many strains
For the people
Super Lemon Haze
Sour Diesel
Candy Jack
Blue Dream
Mango Trainwreck
Platinum OG
Be right back
You’ll hardly miss me
Just talking a walk
With Jimmy
No more need to go out back
Get yourself a “Jimmy Pack”
This is the church
And this is the steeple
So many strains
For the people
Tangerine Dream
White Widow
Blueberry Headband
Grand Daddy Purple
Be right back
You’ll hardly miss me
Just talking a walk
With Jimmy
Be right back
You’ll hardly miss me
Just talking a walk
With Jimmy
Be right back
You’ll hardly miss me
Just talking a walk…
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11. |
'Twas the Season
03:06
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And the seasons change
And the clocks rearrange
I thought you’d be home by now
All the Christmas lights
Light up this town
But without you around
It’s just different somehow
Well, you’re right
I did it all wrong again
But you’re haunting me just the same
Beginnings, beginnings, beginnings
And ends
And the seasons change
And the clocks rearrange
I thought you’d be home by now
It was all in my head
Just a story I told
Just to hold the candle light
Blowing in the wind—can it reignite
By the pale of the moonlight?
All the Christmas lights
Light up this town
But without you around
It’s just different somehow
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Sado-Domestics Boston, Massachusetts
Sado-Domestics is the singing-songwriting partnership of Boston-based multi-instrumentalists Chris Gleason (Los Goutos,
Noise Floor Delirium) and Lucy Martinez (Lucy and the Dreamers).
Hey, Oaxaca (2020) is the third release from Gleason-Martinez, following a side-project, Noise Floor Delirium's Still Around (2017), and Sado-Domestics' debut album, Two-Egg Scrambler (2013).
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