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squirrels 2019
02:25
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squirrels. squirrels are so dumb.
and i just don’t understand them. don’t understand those stupid, stupid squirrels.
squirrels. squirrels are so dumb.
and the groundhog is much smarter, so much smarter than your average stupid squirrel.
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marlenita
02:43
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marlene, what have you seen today?
my car is clean, cleanest it has been in days
the yard is green like a jelly bean display
and in between my toes is lint, unclean
hooray, hooray, hooray!
hooray, hooray, it's my auntie's birthday today!
oh today hooray, she's fif-tay
oh hooray today..
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summertime
02:40
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underneath the covers / staring at the ceiling
all is finally quiet / except my breathing
and i can’t stop thinking / if i’m really honest
i feel trapped, alone and / completely powerless
but i’ve been too busy faking happiness to question this reality
though i think i know who has the answers, i’m only certain it’s not me
do i dare to wish for freedom
or is it really only a dream?
God, if i could only taste it
i would swallow it like ice cream
in the summertime / in the summertime
how long until it’s summertime?
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once upon a bog
02:50
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Once upon a bog, I was sittin’ on a log
And then I met a dog, he wasn’t pretty
He said his name was Ted, but I called him “Dave” instead
But I listened when he said “The drink’s on me.”
Oooh wee, ooh wee, ooh wee, sarsaparilla!
Hillbillies have no creed, just a truck for haulin’ feed
And doesn’t really need a windshield
I used to live alone, but the dog wrote me a poem
My truck is his new home and he rides shotgun
Oooh wee, ooh wee, ooh wee, sarsaparilla!
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pictures
03:28
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i got pain of my own
it's a train moving slow
and it's taking me so far away
i got pictures of places i used to go
i got pictures of people i used to know
i got pictures of the way life used to be
i got pictures hanging on my wall
i got pictures of people i tried to call
i got pictures, they're everywhere to remind me
i got pictures taken in black and white
i got pictures of close friends who have died
i got pictures of the one you took from me
there's one thing i've learned from you
i make new friends, it's all i can do
it's a slow train
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apples and oranges
03:22
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i walk under the covering / the branches dead and withering
a lifetime full of wondering / the questions all come tumbling down
compared to your own shortcomings / it seems everything is unraveling
you're deaf and you're blind and you cannot sing / perhaps you should start traveling
to groves and orchards everywhere / how much difference can there be?
if you decided not to care / which one came from which kind of tree?
compare the two / compare them to
yourself or someone just like you
just like you / is it me or is it true?
you've got bushels of fruit in your car
these analogies can only go so far
can you be any more than you already are?
than you already are
(can't you see i'm someone new?)
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the tension burrito
03:46
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a window booth at taco king
a sunny day was the setting
he wore his ring, she did not
informed him she’s moving out
the crowded restaurant became still
as the man wept so loudly
everyone just stared, emotion hanging in the air
silently all sharing the sheer weight of his despair
that he bore so openly, without concern for anyone but her
like a scene in a soap opera on the spanish channel
we were captured by the daytime drama
breathless as we watched him fearlessly declare his love for her
“you are the only love of my life, and i cannot think of life without you by my side.”
and you could see it in her eyes
everyone waiting for her reply
as the beans were being symbolically refried, refried, refried
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madison
07:36
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sometimes i wonder if you're human
you're not even from wisconsin
oh madison, madison
we don't have to talk, we hardly speak
it's all about walks around a lake
long walks with madison, madison
like medicine to my soul
oh won't you sing to me?
you belong to someone else (madison)
you're not mine
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crap
02:06
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Breaking up will make you feel like crap
It’ll wake you up, feels like you just got slapped
It’s probably for the best, but that doesn’t seem to help
There’s more fish in the ocean, but for now I’ll just eat kelp
Ohhh...
Breaking up will make you feel like crap
I’m waking up, just wanna take a nap
It can be depressing, make you feel like nothing’s good
It can make you feel worser than anything else could
Cuz whether you’re the dumper or you are the dumpee
Rejection doesn’t feel so good for either party
Ohhh…
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though a multitude
around me
turn color and fall
i remain
perfectly green and solitary
forever
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barricade
03:47
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it’s so easy for me to completely despise you
don’t talk about God to me
it’s cancelled by your hypocricy
i’m doing just fine on my own
can’t you see?
you can’t befriend me; you’ve earned no trust
i don’t envy self-righteousness
you can’t disguise the lies you sing
your smiling eyes annoying
don’t talk about God to me
it’s cancelled by your hypocricy
i’m doing just fine on my own
can’t you see?
you don’t know me, you don’t love me, you don’t impress me.
you can’t judge me, you can’t reach me, you cannot change me.
don’t talk about God to me
it’s cancelled by your own hypocricy
i’m doing just fine on my own
can’t you see?
cuz i’m fine. that’s right, i’m fine.
can’t you see that i’m fine? can’t you see?
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the floor mat catharsis
03:08
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roller coaster girl
04:10
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one sunny day in a land called 'orlando'
a shuttle driver beckoned, was he from mexico?
his mustache was majestic and it sported quite a curl
he slyly smiled as he surmised my daughter was a roller coaster girl
he drove us to the park and we began to look around
we had a breakfast cinnabon with a girl from londontown
i still had no idea what horror lay in store for me
until i caught a glimpse of the most terrifying thing i've ever seen
"you wanna ride THAT?
i thought you were afraid of those."
she said "i used to be,
but that was years ago!"
it was a giant metal monster appropriately green
and i watched the day's first victims fill the air with tortured screams
ignoring my objections, she stubbornly marched forth
and i think i liked it better when she would have rather simply rode a horse
the line is just too short
the line moves too quickly
my heart pounds in protest
"i'm not ready to die!
God help me, please save me!"
restraints come down and lock
i am so doomed
she grabs my hand and i can only close my eyes
as rockets launch us upward several miles into the sky
we plunge, we loop, we twist, and i just know i'm gonna hurl
in contrast to the joyful sounds of laughter from the roller coaster girl
well, it finally stopped
"dad are you ok?"
i said "my legs won't move.
are we done for today?"
and she cries "no way! let's get in line again!"
i ask how many riders died from trauma to their heads
and as she's laughing at me i'm reminded of the years
when i was so much like her, conquering my fears
i guess it's time i grew a spine, i'm not a mouse or squirrel
i take a breath and take my place in line with the roller coaster girl
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taco bell
04:16
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i hate taco bell
my cat, named taco bell
i might end up in jail
'cause i will kill taco bell
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ropeladder
03:06
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barely holding on
to a crumbling cliff
so afraid of falling
can you please give me a lift?
set me someplace solid
someplace where i can stand
help me to stand
help me stand
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drumming in portuguese
03:38
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you go / you cry / you know their hunger
and you feel pain / and you feel death
and you feel righteous anger
and you see tears / and you see hope
and you see miracles
your eyes are burning / and your heart's aflame
consumed and radiant / a glowing ember
you're burning / you're burning
you're burning your whole house
down to the foundation / down to the foundation
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shuttle full of puppies
03:46
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this song is sad
maybe the saddest song i've ever had
you might think, "it's not that bad"
but the evidence is ironclad
sadder than a shuttle full of puppies
exploding into space
sadder than a thousand pimples
scattered all across your pretty face
what could be so sad?
i'll tell you what's so sad
how many times have you missed an opportunity to say
"i love you" to someone that you loved before they went away?
did you take it for granted, thinking that "today
is just another day”?
well, that's why i say it's sad
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brett rawalt Anchorage, Alaska
Not trying to be a rock star. I just like writing songs. (and one book.)
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