Get all 146 Bill White releases available on Bandcamp and save 35%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of State of the Heart 4, Human Music, radio art -sightlines, Songs for Kelly, Footprints, Brothers and Sisters, BROTHERS, SISTERS, and 138 more.
1. |
Old Road Sycamore Street
03:49
|
|||
She lives in an abandoned hotel near the carnival grounds
On old road sycamore street
Shes got a part time job
Making sure the children don’t fall off the carousel
But I remember her walking in the London rain
We were walking all night long dreaming of the world to come
But now shes living in that crummy hotel near the carnival grounds
On old road Sycamore street
Shes got a circle of friends they meet in a sideshow tent
Pulling sheets over their heads getting plastered in a big round bed
But I remember her saying lips that touch liquor will never touch mine
She left her ideals behind for a Nixonion state of mind
And she is living in a haunted hotel near the carnival grounds
On old road sycamore street
Last time I saw her was in Lincoln park
On a tear gas night when everything just broke apart
But I remember when she and her sisters said yes to boys who said no
And we said hell no we aint gonna go
Someone told me she was living in that old hotel
near the carnival grounds on old road sycamore street.
I said that can’t be true nobody has lived there since 1973
He said that’s right it’s just a place old ghosts go
What they do in there we will never know
But I remember a silver night when we were walking in the rain
Talking about the days to come the days that never came
|
||||
2. |
||||
I made love to the Mother of the Air
While I was sleeping, she tried to cut my hair
Now Im falling into knives in the grass Now Im running from guns in the trees
Into the desiccated arms of the witches on the the Northern seas
Some things never change in Salem
The witches still fly like kites across the sky
I should have caught the meat wagon to Boston
Because no more trains are pulling out of here tonight
Venus in Sodom Penis Uprising
I was swallowed in the earth when I thought I was rising
She led me through a secret door
Now I am under the curse of the witches of the Northern shore
Some things never change in Harlem
There will be fire next time as there was fire before
You can take the sky ride up Kisco Mountain
But you can never escape the witches of the Northern shore
Three billion blind mice See how they run
to the top of the world and down the other side
Caught in a cauldron of four and twenty runes
She mashes up their heads with a wooden spoon
Some things never change in the canyon
Eat the rich or be eaten by the poor
Take the meat wagon to Bakersfield
Or spend another Black Sabbath with the witches of the Northern shore
Venus in Sodom Penis Uprising
I was swallowed in the earth when I thought I was rising
She led me through a secret door
Now I am under the curse of the witches of the Northern shore
I made love to the Mother of the Air
While I was sleeping, she tried to cut my hair
Now Im falling into knives in the grass Now Im running from guns in the trees
Into the desiccated arms of the witches on the shores of the Northern seas
|
||||
3. |
The Nickle Ride
04:15
|
|||
Sometimes we played it gentle
Sometimes we played it rough
You want to go through it one more time
But me, I’ve had enough
After 16 trillion incarnations
I still can’t get it right
So put away your nickels
Im getting off this ride
From star to star I’ve followed you
But it was all a lie
And Ill put a bullet in your skull
Before I take the nickel ride
I don’t care if you have pictures
And compromising tapes
You can take them to the precinct
Tell them I escaped
Say my fingerprints are everywhere
On the windows and the walls
I’ll be waiting for your friends
Upstairs from Kingdom Hall
And I’ll tell you this, old partner
As our two worlds collide
I’ll kill your whole damn family
Before I take that Nickel Ride
Someday some night I will go down
Beneath the Chelsea Bridge
Where we dumped the bodies
After burning off their skin
You were such a bad ass
I thought you were the king
But neither of us turned out
To be much of anything
Before you put your nickels on my eyes
Ill have you stripped and tied
And Ill cut you the fuck up like a fucking piece of linoleum
Before I take that nickel ride
|
||||
4. |
||||
Since the day I beat the hangman July 1853
I don’t mess with the law and the law don’t mess with me
I keep my body straight on every crooked trail I ride
And if trouble comes my way I lay down my gun and hide
In the pavilion of women I am welcome any time
They have a remedy for every sin and a prize for every crime
But if you overstay their kindness they’ll cut you down like a tree
Its happened to many a wanted man but never to me
I’ve wriggled like a baby through every country on the map
I got no respect for borders or any of that fascist crap
I have no fealty or allegiance to any president or king
I don’t lick nobody’s boots and I don’t kiss nobody’s ring
Through this old world I’ve rambled for 260 years
16 trillion incarnations …what the hell am I doing here?
I’ve blown through anti matter galaxies
shared the exile of the popes
And seen many a pirate hanging from piece of royal rope
And from the day I beat the hangman July 1951
I’ve been running from the holy ghost, the father and the son
Against the laws of heaven I have crossed many a sword
The blood of my salvation from the cup of wrath is poured
So watch for me at midnight in my chariot of flame
There is an army at my back without a weapon to its name
So I will raise the skull and crossbones to the skeletons decree
And I don’t give a damn about the devil chasing me
Comments
|
||||
5. |
Let Them Believe
03:25
|
|||
Calling numbers one through five
Five men die five men die
Calling numbers six through ten
Five more dead five more dead
Before they fall Never to rise again
Let them believe they will live
Out of the water onto the beach
They cover their heads and run for the trees
Before each one of them is blown to hell
Let them believe they will live
Frontal attack into the fray
Never to see another day
Before the splash
Of blood in the head
Let them believe they will live
All they ever wanted out of life
Was to find the thing they loved
And live forever
Their bellies ripped by bayonets
piercing dust and smoke and skin
They are gone forever
Calling numbers ninety to ninety five
They are the last five men alive the last five men alive
When the time comes for them to die
Let them believe they will live
Right up to the unhappy ending
Until the muscle of the heart breaks after bending
Let them believe
They will live!
|
||||
6. |
||||
People push and people pull
They send each other flowers when the moon is full
people fly people fall
Some people bash their heads against the wall
But it don’t do them no good
to say goodbye when they should be treasuring the years
Because the time is gonna come when the moon is gonna disappear
And so she tells me her feelings didn’t last
Whats done is done Whats past is past
So just hang up the phone
And leave me the hell alone
Go take a walk with rin tin tin
and never call me again
I don’t even want to be your friend
I just want this thing to end
Ok then.. I wont fly I wont fall
I promise you I wont call
And I wont push if you dont pull
But I will send you a rose when the moon is full
Every month through every year
Until the night the moon disappears
For thirty years there has been no moon
But the dish is still chasing the spoon.
Across the the sky where the lovebirds flew
But now the color of the night is black and blue
The referee made his call
Everybody was having a ball
Except the ones whose love had died
They went and took the nickel ride
Darkness fell and the audience cheered
On the night the moon disappeared
|
||||
7. |
||||
Death came for the hangman
On the night I was to hang
Im looking down on the Rio Grando
With the Riders on the rain
To the charges set against me
The judge asked for my plea
Are you guilty or not guilty
I answered You know that better than me
Death came for the hangman
On the night I was to hang
He rode on 16 hoofbeats
Like a Rider on the rain
A dog barked in the prison yard
He was only skin and bone
He looked up at my window
Like he was searching for Saint Joan
As the sun sets over Memphis
A priest comes to my side
Asks me for my last request
I say Get me some cyanide
The priest he started laughing
Then he looked at me and sighed
Sorry but I cant do that
But heres the cross upon which our savior died
You can hold it in your fist
When the rope is on your throat
And you are reading the letter that your father wrote
Death came for the hangman
On the night I was to hang
Now Im over the Rio Grando
Riding high above the rain
Death he kept on riding
The hangman was riding too
I crossed the Rio Grando
To get one last word with you
Don’t eat the fruit that’s falling
From the huckleberry sky
Don’t go near the water
When the ship of fools goes by
Don’t go to the station
When you hear the whistling train
Its just four strong winds escaping
From the fires on the plain
I can tell you just as sure as sin
In a voice as true as pain
Since I walked away from the gallows pole
Ive been riding on the rain
Now I see three ships a sailing
On a cold and ragged sea
Death came for the hangman
On the night he came for me
|
||||
8. |
Old Men and Old Women
01:50
|
|||
I once new a girl
She was sweet as a peach
We passed many nght
Snuggled up on the beach
I saw her last week
after many a year
She sprayed me with mace
When I put my tongue her ear
Old men and old women
They snarl and they hiss
They take you to court
Just for stealing a kiss
Once they were high flying kids
Who would laugh sing and play
These old men and old women
who have called it a day
Theyll pay 5,000 bucks
to see the Stones in the park
As long as its over
Before it gets darrk
Old men and old women
Fall asleep in their chairs
Then lay awake all night
Terrified in their beds
They pine for the times
When they were kids
Black people were panthers
Policemen were pigs
You raised your flag high
when they called you a freak
You turned into a nerd
And your children are geeks
Old men and old women
I dont mean to offend
but its hard to believe
That you once were my friends
|
||||
9. |
Mama Never Saw
02:56
|
|||
On a Sunday in December
Mama saw the Japanese planes
She watched them bomb the harbor
And her daddy the admiral explained
Why they had to zigzag to the mainland
In a submarine
Mama saw the start of world war two
It was the worst thing shed ever seen
Mama never saw the 100,000
Drowning in the sea
Because no one would let them come ashore
They were dangerous refugees
Mama never saw Mama never saw
I hope my baby never sees
The things my mama never saw
The missiles of October
Were a terrible thing to see
Children hid beneath their beds
Just as scared as anyone could be
Somehow nothing happened
They were all alive at the end of the week
But mama saw the world was in trouble
And its future was looking bleak
Mama never saw the wall of fear
Running from sea to shining sea
Mama never saw the radiated fish
When the fire came out of the sea
Mama never saw Mama never saw
I hope my baby never sees
The things my mama never saw
Mama saw two depressions
Mama saw the farms disappear
When the bankers started taking the country
She still believed it couldn’t happen here
Mama got slapped by drunkards
She was the victim of a naked kiss
Mama saw the worst side of helltown
But she ever saw nothing like this
Mama never saw a war so profitable
It couldn’t be allowed to end
Mama never saw the land of plenty
Become the land of Lets Pretend
Mama never saw Mama never saw
I hope my baby never sees
The things my mama never saw
|
||||
10. |
Farewell My Friend
02:04
|
|||
Farewell, my friend
Who came before me
And went into the night
So quietly
Farewell my friend
Farewell forever
Greater distances
We shall never see
Farewell, my friend
Who came in winter
When the road
Was hard and cold
Farewell, my friend
Farewell forever
Where you go
I do not know
In separate times
we have entered
In separate times
we will
Farewell, my friend
Farewell forever
The light comes in
The waves recede
|
||||
11. |
Missing Everyone
02:47
|
|||
12. |
Holes in the Sky
05:17
|
|||
Grandma and grandpa are resting
Together side by side
Daddy and mama are scattered
Across the countryside
Down at the old cemetary
Hangs a No Vacancy sign
Nobodys resting in peace anymore
They just burn a hole in the sky
Are these the pastures of plenty
Where wheat fields and orchards once stood
If God took a look at these Monsanto fields
Would he still say this is good
Where once pure water was flowing
Black gold oozes down the pipeline
And the cool ocean breeze
Is getting too hot to breath
Yet were still burning holes in the sky
Armies amass at the border
Invading their own country
Taking by force what was lost in the course
Of elections that never are free
This world cannot stand for much longer
Its singing its own lullaby
And when it finally dies
Will a new earth arise
Or will it just leave a hole in the sky
Some say that nothing is sacred
In the shell of a thing that is dead your
While you live youre alive
You lose it all when you die
You cant even keep the eyes in your head
They paved over the old cemetary
Where grandpa and grandma did lie
Theres no resting place in this world any more
We are just burning holes in the sky
|
||||
13. |
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Bill White, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp