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Grow Up
03:37
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I got no direction I got no bearing or course
Didn’t get instruction with this life it’s such a bore
Gradually I graduated high school finished me
Didn’t change me one degree and now
I think I am what I’m gonna be
when I grow up
I got no salvation I got no life after death
never found the promise land cause I ran out of breath
I’m not from the chosen trip no master plan for me
I guess fate has set me free cause
I think I am what I’m gonna be
when I grow up
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2. |
Mushroom Jazz
03:28
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Lead me to the visceral and let me take a drink
I think I think too much lose touch in a blink
But now I got my tribe I like this funky vibe
First wave hits sittin' heavy in my inside
Sin becomes a ritual so offer of thanks and praise
Every daze it’s habitual like a wishing well
Hell, I got a couple of more coins
Welcome to Wookiefoot
I’ll let you throw them in you join
Swing to the mushroom jazz
Silly Simon’s got my number
You know how I know this ? Cause I asked him
Thought I might have just seen him but I passed him by
Better get packed up for the trip
Your slipping and sliding riding on a tide
Of a freaky fun guy
Sittin so concealed in a field full of crap
Stumble through the rubble pick up the mad cap
Now your crunchin and your munchin
Gotta get the god’s flesh going down
You feel it wellin like a wave
To take you to the breakdown
(the breakdown makes my stomach feel a little funny…)
The city’s buzzin' in the lights can quickly bring you down
So you ramble to the forest where there’s nobody else around
If you see a tree fall and it doesn’t make a sound
Don’t get worried it just means that your not there
Through the other side where Time and Space erased
Have placed you face to face with something much greater
Than self or pride or greed
YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IF YOU WANT TO SEE ! ! ! !
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Nothing & The Monkey
00:37
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4. |
Settle Down
03:24
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What I see is what I get
What I see is what I get
What we see it what we get
And what I see is what I get
What you see is what you get tell me I’m wrong don’t even try it
I won’t even listen to your song long enough too see if your strong enough
To justify it
Just defy it is more like what your solution would be
But in the space age you can’t even place a face on the enemy
So much stress in the contest everyone I know’s life is a mess
I can’t even hear myself think over the hum of the fucking fluorescent lights
And too unwind I choose to go blind by having
the local news cast her fear into me every night
I need to settle down they say I need to settle down
A pretty little wife that’s stupid and kind
A quaint little cottage too quickly go blind
I need to settle down
But what I see is what I get
Once upon a hard time in a monstrous city in the warehouse district
On a restricted back avenue at sundown a rundown bus passes you
Haven’t you seen through your designer sunglasses how the people
Who ride inside can’t scream cause their dreams like burnt ashes
The wheel splashes a puddle on the ass of a heroin addict’s mangy mutt
That wakes up one of the fleas that lives back by his butt
A terrible nightmare to become self aware as a flea
As he screams, “I BELIEVE IN GOD BUT GOD DOES NOT BELIEVE IN ME !”
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Mayonnaise
05:16
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There’s a fat man living in a fat house
Eating a fat sandwich sitting on a fat couch
He says, “don’t you like my couch ?”
He says to no one in particular
That’s cause no one in particular that’s his best friend
Sit on a pretty perch inside of a gold cage
If you don’t die of boredom first you can die of old age
Sit on a pretty perch inside of a gold cage
If you don’t die of boredom first you can eat…
You can eat mayonnaise
An ex-beautiful blond she puts make-up on her tear stains
She got mugged and the mugger was time
She remembers the time when all the dogs would
Sniff her back side
But she’s one of the lucky ones
She got stored inside a trophy case
When the thrill is gone
You can live off the fat
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6. |
Bastard Of Babylon
03:35
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And the hand that held me down
connected to my arm,
I bite the hand that feeds but how long can pigeon go hungry.
And the hand that held me down
connected to my wrist
you got that right I’m pissed and that’s why nothing ever gets better
Community, come unity, come you need to come
Community, come unity, come you need to come
Fear to blame, blame to anger, anger to hatred, hatred to suffering
Fear to blame, blame to anger, anger to hatred, hatred to suffering
(there’s nothing to blame) But I’m still pissed off!!!
(there’s nothing to blame) But I’m still pissed off!!!
(there’s nothing to blame) But I’m still pissed off!!!
You have the right to remained pissed off
Everything you believe can and will hold you down
You have a right to food and shelter having been denied by concepts of land ownership
You don’t believe in the greed of Capitalism but you are Domesticated
and you depend on Supermarkets
Every time you spend a dollar you contribute to oppression
and your own Bondage
Our intolerance isolates us
and our fear keeps us from change…
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7. |
Adrift
04:47
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I’m climbing out of this hell hole
I’m going to cut my apartment adrift
I know it can be done I read how no one did it
He packed up all his shit by two
Got two cans of beer two rolling papers
Maybe I should stop by the zoo
And I’m leaving you can’t stop me
Goodbye I’m sailing away
Every cold morning dad went off to work
With his straight jacket and tie
His case was brief his logic was simple
And he’s never seemed bothered with why he did it
I never could remember the morals to the stories
And I never did learn how to sing
You said there’s no such thing as god
Said there’s no such thing as Santa
But you never did say who there was such a thing
And I’m leaving you can’t stop me
Goodbye I’m sailing away
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8. |
Have To Laugh
04:36
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I have to laugh i have to laugh
I have to laugh I have to laugh
It never will be as bad as you think
You have to laugh you have to laugh
Well I might live to be 105 or i might die tomorrow
But life ain’t easy like a Sunday morning
So i beg stole and i borrowed
So if you’ve got maybe a second or two
And you don’t have the will too work hard
Take a drink take a smoke take whatever to make you cope
And get a play well with others on your report card
I have to laugh I have to laugh
I have to laugh I have to laugh
You have to laugh you have to laugh
Never will be as bad as you think
You have to laugh you have to laugh
Don’t you know your paranoia is only coming up to destroy you
If you wanna stay out the clinic be euphoric schizophrenic
Well I might live to be a wise old man
Or I might die a jackass
but if Buddha was right about coming back again
You better believe my ass will be back fast
Cause after death they never had any fun
They only sit around and pray hard
Take a drink take a smoke take whatever to make you cope
To get a play well with others on your report card
I have to laugh I have to laugh
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9. |
Nothing
02:47
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10. |
Out Loud
04:51
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Sometimes my thoughts go astray and i lose my place
I drift inside outer space and drink up the milky way
You can see a trace of it in my face as i kickback
and relax in a galaxy far far away
but my doctor said “mark, you know you’re f*%$ing crazy
I mean you’re awfully lazy and your purpose on this planets all hazy
If you just kept that receipt you can take brain you bought back
get that train of thought back by eating some over prescribed Prozac”
Doctor, I confess I live in sanity and I’ll be there if you need me
So you should know before greedy HMO tries to bleed me
That your Freudian slip is showing and I know you’ve blown your own treaty
Just give all pills and keep that riot quiet
Keep them safe and warm inside the norm
F%#$k that. I’ll allow the crowd to think that I’m to proud
Excuse me I was just thinking out loud
I think therefore I am a philosopher said one time
Drawing a line between body and mind
But before he asked the damn question everybody was fine
What a crime how fast the dumb ass masses go blind just to pass the time
I think loud therefore I am loud to get the thought out
But back in class my sorry ass got bought out
conformed to the norm of silence within my shell
Educating it’s more like salivating to a Pavlovian bell!
color within the lines mark or you’re not going to pass the course
And what the hell’s that supposed to be
that doesn’t even look like a horse that’s it you get a D minus
Another example of the school boards finest
With so many people around it makes it hard to get it out
It sound like when you found it that you drowned it in your doubt
F%$#k it, I allow the crowd to think that I’m to proud
Cause I’m thinking out loud
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Plead Insanity
05:00
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The emperor is naked but he swears he wears the clothes
And he’s making the big decisions catching the tiger by his toes
Check out the chicken little dreaming screaming skies are falling down
Where the sound of sanity stops nobody knows
And collectively our minds are getting lost
And i know that being crazy gets you off
So your honor i’m just part of humanity
So then i guess i get to plead insanity
Jah come from the sky and look me in the eye
He say don’t be afraid it’s time to testify
Making me all right so i don’t get left behind
I just make thank the all mighty for giving peace of mind
I’m gonna plead insanity
Sometimes i get so frantic sometimes i’m schizophrenic
how do you sing along with a song that’s so manic
Well on judgement day i was late for my date at the pearly gates
Cause i just couldn’t find transportation
Cramming for the final i took a look at the good book
But I’m afraid i got lost in translation
I said, “god you gotta be kidding me didn’t you see
all of us down here drowning in our vanity?”
The heroes have all been shot and the monkeys are taking over
So i guess we get to plead insanity
Are you programmed to speak?
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12. |
Spiritual Lies
04:23
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I woke in this dream and i was stage
And the crowd was moving to this hypnotic trance
And they stared at me and i felt fear
And she appeared and she said it’s OK the time has come tell them
It came to me from out of commotion and into the notion of motion
Put down the emotion bags and weight from the past makes your face sag
So relax as the beats stacks
And let go of the stress from your backsides
It’s time to revitalize your eyes to revitalize your eyes
From spiritual lies from spiritual lies
Don’t you know can’t you see i’m alive
It’s time to revive cause i’m alive
Are you alive
Come out of commotion and into the notion of motion
Put down the emotion bags and weight from the past makes your face sag
So relax as the beats stacks
And let go of the stress from your backsides
It’s time to revitalize your eyes to revitalize your eyes
From spiritual lies from spiritual lies
I’ve alive
It’s time to revive cause I’m alive
Are you alive
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13. |
Run
03:46
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I gotta run I gotta run again
I gotta run I gotta run again
I just gotta get out of rehab i just got to get
Need to hide again need a friend again
They’re gonna come after you and make it all end again
You been had again by the Vatican
Uncle Sam is gonna come take your dad again
Like a cast away you better go away
Like Gilligan and Maryann your just a stow away
You think your out to sea but you’re about to see
The Sirens pull you off your path like in the Odyssey
I gotta run I gotta run again
I hear that noise again i hear that voice again
I better get leaving soon it’s true i have no choice again
It’s the time again, to find your mind again
hurry up they’ll give you life without a crime again
My independence day they tried to take away
Lock me up just like an animal to waste away
You’re getting paranoid but damn I am annoyed
The voice just chased me in my head and that i can’t avoid
I gotta run I gotta run again
Born again again, Thank god I’m free again
no asylum in asylum gotta flee again
My gods I’m trapped again, not going back again
what’s that I hear is that salvation on the track again?
I see the light again it’s getting bright again
Is Jesus Christ coming to take away my sin again…
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14. |
The End
00:44
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15. |
Flowers
04:31
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Well I already got to much sh&t i should just be counting my blessing
I’m messing with matches burnt another lesson got learned
So if you tired and your pages just keep turning
You should be paying attention to what this message is concerning
Discerning the difference between the unforeseen obscene and a yearning that's clean
So be careful what you need because the greed will rob you of your power and don’t pick the flowers
I beg you please don’t pick the flowers
You know it’s only just a matter of time
I’m begging you please don’t pick the flowers
She’s only gonna wilt and die oh my
Back up off me and smell the coffee
Cause your the type of style yo babe you lost me
All i try to do is live my life and live it well
A Capricorn with the smooth clientele
And all i try to do is just love ya baby
But your type of style just drives me crazy
The man of the hour the man with the power
And if you don’t mind don’t pick my flower
I’m asking you please don’t pick the flowers
Hey why you always running around domesticating my chickens anyway
I see you lock your church at night
That fear that your burned may take flight
Oh the safety that the cage must bring
Your better off just clipping its wings
yeah that’ll do your possessions possess you
I’m asking you please don’t pick the flowers
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16. |
Can't Get A Job
04:02
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I am the modern model of the modern model citizen
But every now and then i have to question what I’m living in
Another day another dollar take it for example
business minded kindness blinded by a need to trample
Now i find myself as unemployment as my lifestyle
Running out of money and I’m livin' like a slob
Can’t get the honeys cause I’m running out of Lifestyles
Don’t think it’s funny cause i can’t get a job
Well i can’t get job cause i can’t afford to work
Got no money for the bus Gus
Let’s discuss if we must the cycle that won’t allow me nothing cousin
Hey i got no loot so i can’t get nice clothes
Got no new clothes so i can’t get no interview
Got no interview so i can’t sell myself
Got no job so i don’t got no wealth
Got no wealth which means no car no house no bar with
No bottles to put on a shelf
Got no money so i can’t get a haircut
Can’t get a haircut so i can’t look nice
Got no cheese so i can’t catch the mice
That don’t even live at my home address
I don’t no dough so i can’t get no bread to bless
I can’t get a job I can’t get a job
I can’t get a job i can’t get a job cause i can’t afford to work
I got no credit cause it takes it to get it
That’s making me dread it so i did
Don’t want a job to define me not till i find me
My dreads will remind me that i’m just a kid
As they did the other day when i went to see the man
Late to the meeting and he didn’t understand
Never on time cause the watch doesn’t ring wear me
Never had time cause it’s just a theory ethereal
like the goddess of material wealth
She can keep it for herself
In a daze through the maze so that you can get a raise
While the suits say who goes who stays
Back to the start lose a turn
Give thanks and praise there are better ways to learn
Thinkin' that you earn should be concerned
Put your soul on hold then it needs to be returned
I can’t get a job I can’t get a job
I can’t get a job i can’t get a job cause i can’t afford to work
I said i can’t get a job cuz i can’t get a reference
I can’t get a reference cuz i don’t have a phone
I can’t get a phone cuz i got no place to put it in
I got no place to put it in cuz I’m without a home
I can’t get housing if I’ve got no history
I can’t get a loan cause I’m always alone
I can’t go to the bank with my nappy nappy dreads
I can’t undo my naps cause i can’t afford a comb
I can’t get a job cause i got no drivers license
and the People there can’t help me cause i got no id
They’re the ones trying to tell me that i got no identity
But they’re the ones working at the f%$king DMV
Aw excuse me as i babble on and on
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17. |
Far From Good
03:00
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I try to walk away and she come running
I try to get in close and she runs away
She’ll do anything you want if you are leaving
That is anything you want until you stay
I found the combination to her little safe once
But everything inside it turned to dust
She’s says it’s only for the best to never read it
I think she thinks it’s for the best to never trust
She looks so good from afar she’s so far from good
It takes a whole lot o' shit to make her cry
Try to get inside but i don’t think that you could
She looks so good from afar but she’s so far from good
Someone in her past had done some damage
Someone beat up on a little girl
I don’t know who or when or what had happened
But i see the price for being pretty in this world
It takes a whole lot o' strength to hold a shield up
And every now and then i catch a peak
I guess she’s saving up for someone that’ll hurt her
I guess i sometimes wish that someone could be me
She looks so good from afar she’s so far from good
It takes a whole lot o' shit to make her cry
Try to get inside but i don’t think that you could
She looks so good from afar but she’s so far from good
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Scream
03:06
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Art is dead and it took god with him
Try to save his soul singing in a museum
But you can buy his heart on a discount rack if you look way in the back
I’m talking way in the back
Syrup so sweet sugar making me choke spoon fed so deep
stuck in my throat
Need a sledgehammer if were wanna break through
Hollywood magic like a deja voo-doo
Everybody want the same old song
A clever little tune that we can sing along with
A lot of blank stares in the golden age of pity in the
Vanilla suburbs and the chocolate cities
Promising lips with the devil in his eye
Making all the babies giggle and the young girls sigh
He said excuse me can i take your world order
Happy meal number 3 cost you freedom and a quarter
The rich are getting rich and the poor stay poor
Poverty line’s not a line no more
It’s more like a border
Try to make sense but your words keep you rambling
Blowin all your chances like a riverboat gambling
_Afraid to lose the moment so you do dumb things
Like try to sing a song no one else sings
The melody twists and tweaks off pitch
And everybody wishes for that off switch
I write a catchy little tune and you all sing along
Cause everybody wants the same old song
Everybody want the same old song
A clever little tune that we can sing along with
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The Fog
02:50
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It’s the buzzing of the lights
And all the hissing and all the glow
It’s the traffic and the panic when their damming up the flow
The beauty’s in the details she cuts me when I’m tight
I’m stressin' over lesson and so i quit on Friday night
Damn Monday's back so soon like a short nap
Didn’t even dream it seems to fly i guess the well’s tapped
Perfection is a verb i try it every day
But i get tangled up in words as if i have something to say
Try to get it back i dip my head and quick
Some one please bring the fog is getting thick
The fog is getting thick
It’s the buzzing of the lights
And all the hissing and the glow
Go back to blank slate table raza nothing that i know
I thought that i found love one time
I thought that i found truth
defining ruthlessness as pertaining to a general lack of Ruth
Damn what a mess I’m guessin' stressin' was my lesson
So i turn that crap right on his back and make this curse my blessing
When i love something i let it go
And sing that song i sang
But scooby not back to me like a broken boomerang
don’t want to get it back just dip my head in quick
dear go bring the fog is getting thick
The fog is getting thick
It’s the buzzing in the lights
And all the hissing and the glare
No reflection in the mirror no inflection in my stare
What happens to a child that suspends his disbelief
it climbs inside a bottle hide from rapist and from theif
Damn what a waste of time I thought i had it in my hand
I squeezed to tight and crushed it
Washed away like castles made of sand
solipsistic bubble trouble now i’m all alone again
stay up late and wait for epiphany to bring me home again
back to dementia, i gotta get back quick
some please send the fog is getting thick
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20. |
Always Right
03:36
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I can feel the heat of his breath on your neck bone
Starin in the silence to the bell on the telephone
Pick the pretty flowers pay a price for you vanity
Chokin back the blame cause you seen her insanity
My god where’s the humanity
I’m just the guy who watches tide
Sometimes she come low sometimes she come high
Better you just forget her she gonna wash away your pride
To late i guess i am just content to watch the tide
She’s always right in the wrong way
Always so right in the wrong way
She’s always right in the wrong way
Always so right in the wrong way
With the sweetness of her kiss the magic of the trick to get me to believe
I guess i must be over it cause i see what’s up the other sleeve
Pack up my bags on my way out to feeling fine
Hang my head in sorrow for the next guy she’s got in line
He’s gonna be out of his mind
Kick myself i should have known the words already spoken
When i love something i let it go if it comes back it’s broken
Kick myself i should have known the words already that spoken
When i love something i let it go if it comes back it’s probably broken
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21. |
Rumi
00:40
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These spiritual window-shoppers,
who idly ask
‘How much is that?’ Oh, I’m just looking
Even if you don’t know what you want
buy something
Start a huge, foolish project,
like Noah
It makes absolutely no difference
what people think of you
- Rumi (We Are Three)
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