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Hayton is Real

by Geoff Hayton

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1.
Looks like you’ve got a title to go with your address Are you glad to hear my voice? Well, honey, let me guess There’s not a lot for you to gain A sorry chapter hiding in our history No reason to be nice to me If I were you I’d treat me like nobody Ought to keep it to myself but I’ll tell you what I know Guys that lie like I can lie are fine with living low And if you shot me in my sleep It’s better than what I earned, ask Courtney No reason to be nice to me If I were you I’d treat me like nobody Now that memory’s a bruise hidden under a lab coat It’s unpleasant and I shouldn’t press against it so I won’t But Jesus Christ I’ve got to know I’m dying here of curiosity No reason to be nice to me If I were you I’d treat me like nobody
2.
My throat doesn’t make any sounds I want to hear anymore And this show’s over soon as I step outside of the car Without a liquor license it just doesn’t work at all I owe you so and I know it, I know it God knows I know it Put that camera down darling, you’re fucking the whole thing up God knows why I care but I do, so let them think that I look like I used to Without a liquor license it just doesn't work at all And every band needs to know it, I know it God knows I know it Come to the coffeehouse and strum any chords, all of the chords It’s tolerant and positive, there’s beer and there’s wine And that’s why we can smile the whole time Without a liquor license it just doesn't work at all Let every friend tell you different, but they know it Everybody knows it
3.
Come on kid, you can move right in Stack your boxes on the laundry bin I don’t need to know what you’re bringing That’s fine Park your car in the next spot down Mine’s the Mini that you’ve seen around Go outside and smoke your white teeth brown That’s fine She didn’t do it to be nice She didn’t expect to hear wedding bells ring She did it to be long suffering Keep your whisky anywhere you please There’s no need to hide it from me Start at noon and be a mess by three That’s fine I didn’t ask you for the truth I’ve been looking everywhere for damaged goods like you You deserve better than you’ve had Ain’t your fault that it ended bad Sign me up and I’ll be so glad you’re mine She didn’t do it to be nice She didn’t expect to hear wedding bells ring She did it to be long suffering She wasn’t hoping he’d be right She didn’t ask him for anything She did it to be long suffering
4.
I’ve gotten fired, I’ve been evicted It was everything I predicted I’ll summon apologies with all that I have left But I will not honor this place with my death Left sneaker tracks across your beaches Let Jameson write my speeches It won’t be a Joshua tree that scatters my last breath I will not honor this place with my death But you can, dear, since you love it here Wave goodbye as I disappear I’ll crash the car in Indiana Roll off a cliff in Pennsylvania Treat mediocrity as though it were Macbeth But I will not honor this place with my death
5.
Ice Wine 05:29
Canopy of the clouds above filling up my car with love Rain snuck in through a ceiling leak, we didn’t fight at all this week Unhealthy ice wine All the best things are mine Mending fences with the sun, don’t be long inside its yard Caught me I was dead to rights, dodging wives and fishermen Unhealthy ice wine All the best things are mine Here’s the last thing on the list, only frozen bottles left Shoes I’ll never wear again, don’t know why we brought them back Unhealthy ice wine All the best things are mine
6.
Well I know you’ve never seen me before And I’ve never stepped through your storefront door But hear me, champions of the dispossessed poor, I’m no cause for alarm And I know that I probably don’t belong And my coat and my pants and my belt’s all wrong And I don’t keep eye contact for long No, not anymore But oh, honey, if you only knew I don’t mean to cause any harm to you This ain’t a stake out for the boys in blue Honest, I promise, I like your shop I just want a book, I’m not a cop Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen’s one thing They’re all revolution even when they’re dreaming But me with my notebook, and me with my pen, What the hell is he writing? He’s checking out the flag with the black and red fist So hurry, cover up the mailing list And hide the tattoos across your wrist So he can’t identify you But oh, honey, if you only knew You’re a hundred miles off bout my worldview And I don’t like the government any more than you do Honest, I promise, I like your shop I just want a book, I’m not a cop, no, honest, I’m not It's gonna be like I was never here In ten minutes flat I'll disappear And you can go back to breaking fixed gears Honest, I promise, I like your shop I just want a book, I'm not a cop Bakunin in hand I start down the street And I can hear them calling the emergency meeting Did he hear anything worth repeating?
7.
Soft Sand 02:50
You got out of the way to be out of the way And stomped your boots into the soft, soft sand How could I not be impressed? I’m gonna rip you off, I guess And stomp my boots into the soft, soft sand And let the key fall from my hand This water’s new, but I’m gonna guess That the principle’s the same to swim And though I don’t love you the best I’m gonna rip you off I guess And stand here stuck inside the soft, soft sand Maybe quit the band But now the water’s rising, and so your stroll is over I want to see what you do next Now the water’s coming in, so your stroll is over I want to see what you do next Cause I don’t know what to do next But listen up, just stop for once Something powerful is coming to me It might apply but maybe not You’re tripping barefoot when you walk You might be stuck inside the soft, soft sand But you’re stuck there like a man
8.
I could tailor my work shirts to fit me I could post perfect pictures and how I could earn jumbles of letters to follow my name But you still wouldn’t want me now If I drove a Lexus to convention If I picked up every reference you put down If I knew every inch of the Enterprise, my darling You still wouldn’t want me now Not now that your friends have told you the truth Of the company I kept in the nights of my youth And it’s great that I’m gonna teach something And I’ll turn all the problem kids around You’ll applaud when you hear that they couldn’t do without me But we both know you wouldn’t want me now Though I’ve dropped off the face of the Earth, dear There’s a chance that you’ll see me around And if that comes to pass, just nod and keep walking Cause we both know you wouldn’t want me now

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You should probably skip this one. I hate it.

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released April 8, 2013

Geoff Hayton- things that aren't drums
Kyle Tupper- drums
recorded by Rob Zolner and Geoff Hayton

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Geoff Hayton Hamilton, Virginia

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