How I Roll

by Jonathan Burks

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released September 1, 2012

Allen Cote: guitar, lapsteel
David Gelting: bass
Bryan Dorn: drums
Nicholaus Westfahl: piano
John Langford: trumpet

art by Joseph Huber

engineered by Shane Hochstetler at Howl Street

guitar, piano and trumpet overdubs recorded by Allen Cote

mastered by Jim DeMain at Yes Master

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Track Name: How I Roll
I'm too slick for no click
I'm a man who don't need no clan
I got friends yes I do
when they good you only need a few

I aint lonely when I'm alone
that aint nothing
that's how I roll

heartache, gonna get me some
gonna tip the honey pot till I get stung
I aint a cutter, aint a sadomasochist
still I'm drawn to the cool blade of your kiss

I can't hold back or leave it alone
I was born to bleed
that's how I roll

I get mine, I have my fun
when it comes to good times, I get the deed done
there aint no place I'd rather be
let me tell you what babe, between you and me

there's a fire down below
that's what I'm stuffed with
that's how I roll
Track Name: Fake It
you gotta fake it til you make it
gotta dip til you dive
shake it til you break it
no one gets out alive

from the cradle to the grave
from the grave to the pie in the sky
you gotta fake it till you make it
and make it till you work it out right...

dabble in depression and scoliosis
got a back that's bent and a head full of neurosis
still I stand up straight and tip my face upright
I'm holding on for dear 'cause this the only life

dark clouds rolling in trouble on my mind
high waters hiked up man I'm ready to ride
I can't shake the feeling this aint as bad as it gets
I'm holding on for dear because this the only breath

sometimes I'm up sometimes I'm down
this mean old world keep on spinning around
and round and round I'm dizzy from the scope of it all
aint it big and blue and wet and having a ball

huddle up before the show one two lets go
no time to get ready let the rock just roll
let's intuit the groove til everybody in the know
get up and get in it and go man go go go
Track Name: One Night Stand
I can tell by the way that you walk
and the way you slang your talk
you and me gonna get along
at least until that morning sun comes 'round

everything flits and fleets
so it goes, so it seems
I'll be sad tomorrow when you go
but I'd rather be sad than leave here alone

I'm reaching out my hand
may I have this lonely dance
make my night more grand
honey won't you be my one night stand

the fruit don't fall far from the tree
I'm at your trunk on my bended knee
hoping your boughs might reach
down here where I tend to be

won't you drop a corn-dog a bone
come over and stay at my home
hold me forever for now now now
at least until that morning sun comes 'round
Track Name: No One Left To Date
aint no women left to meet
on these too familiar streets
it's a mighty thin degree
separating them from me

over time I been around
there's no one left to date in this town

searching high and searching low
for friendly faces I don't know
mired in my old routine
same old faces same old me

tired of myself and my surrounds
there's no one left to date in this town

everybody knows your steeze
when you where it on your sleave
got a heart pinned to my shirt
and a country song for every hurt

don't nobody want you when you're down
there's no one left to date in this town

I messed up, I messed around
there's no one left to date in this town
Track Name: Got a Feeling
ever since I was a child
I felt outside of the crowd
like something in me just don't fit in

but when you look at me like you do
everything clicks so true
I've got a feeling for you

my skin has gotten thick
brushes with love have toughened it
I'm not one to breakdown blush or swoon

but when you step into the place
all my blood hits my face
I've got a feeling for you

been a while since I got nothing
'cept a lonely nagging notion so blue
caught up in a swell of raw emotion
I'm swimming in something good and new

I get carried away
by the pull and sway
of the rhythm, of the frequency that's you

I can't help it if I loose my cool
please forgive this romantic fool
I've got a feeling for you
Track Name: Note to Self
you've got to write like a MF everyday
you gotta bend that pen until it bleed your pain
the muse don't dance if you don't make it rain
you've gotta write like a mother-front-door everyday

gather my tools and I set me down
get down to business when I mess around
extend my digits, move my mouth
push and pull words and chords til something shakes out

you've got to write like open-back-door everyday
you've got to bend that pen until it bleed your pain
can't grow no crops if you don't catch the rain
you got to write like a mooger-fooger everyday

honing my craft and paying my dues
I work my 9 to 5 and my five to nine too
no rest for the wicked, I must be raising hell
good god I need some water send the bucket to the well

you gotta write like a mutha-ducka everyday
you've got to bend that pen til it bleeds your pain
aint no shortcuts, it's a long walk through the rain
you gotta write like a mmmmmmrrrrrrrrrr everyday

couldn't catch a hook if it was stuck in my thumb
I get so dang lonely when the songs don't come
guess I'll have to motivate and get at them
grease up my elbows, dig the rut into a trench

you've gotta write like a fudder-rucker every day
you got to bend that pen until it bleed your pain
the muse don't dance if you don't make it rain
you gotta write like a open-front-door everyday
Track Name: Judgment Day
they say that the end is nigh
well I hope that them Mayans is right
I'm going to buck up and join in the fray
man I can't wait for Judgment Day

when the Jesus he come down from the sky
and sees his name aint been used right
he gonna put them cornball blasphemers in they place
I can't wait for Judgment Day

if there is a vengeful god above
I'm praying with all of my love
bring down the curtain and cane
man I can't wait for Judgment Day
Track Name: Young Girls
19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24 good lord good lord
young girls young girls young girls young girls

judge me if you can
judge me if you must
gonna get my kicks
'fore I'm dust to dust

supple and agile
eager to please
I aint talking 'bout them
hell, I'm talking 'bout me

young girls young girls
young girls young girls
you rock my world you rock my world
young girls young girls
young girls young girls

I aint that old
you aint that young
love is ageless honey
fun is fun

you got boy troubles
let me tell you what
you need a full grown man
help you get unstuck

young girls young girls
young girls young girls
you rock my world you rock my world
young girls young girls
young girls young girls
Track Name: I Like It
put you in a purlple haze like Jimmy Hendrix
bang your head when we present this
music to cheer you up like Zoloft
get your rock and roll on

I got style like Jane got addiction
strutting like a bum with a half pint of gin twisted
open flowing like a jelly fish in the ocean
chug chug chugging like locomotion

play the straight deep and wide
when I break on through to the other side
aint no thang when I raid the public domain
latch on a pop song like Hawkman to the prey

tell me how it feels to be out on your own
'moss don't grow on a rolling stone'
tell me how it feels to be so far from home
'oh blah dee, life goes on'

it's that Brew Town rude sound underground like velvet
or digital, Candy says we got the gravy
like Musiwak still got a lock down on the basement scene
when I'm not around, I hope ya'll gonna remember me

Call Me Lightning, Temper Temper tantrum
Bamm Bamm with a big stick this rock and roll anthem

I know it's only rock and roll so sue me
do what I do because it moves me

I know it's only rock and roll but I like it....

you may think that I am from the South
because I'm drawling
but it's just the way I express myself
when I'm talking

I was born in Racine
live in Milwaukee
Lake Michigan's my heart
word to your mommy

get low and gnarly in club or basement party
good people getting smashed like frogger on Atari

catch me on the dark side of the moon
throwing double rainbows
riding pink elephants
with my sidekick Donnie Darko

shout out the Devil like heavy metal
keep it on the level when I stir my kettle

seems like the scum tend to rise to the top
I aint trying to blow no bubbles I just want to
make it POP

like P-Funk meeets Johny Cash
so mother-fucking country got burlap sacks for pants

back woods and toothless on front porches smoking
tiki torches burning and two cases of Blatz

I don't know but I been told
the streets of heaven are lined with gold

aint that got a hollow ring?
sounds like a rich man's dream to me

the road goes on forever
the party never ends
no need to fear the reaper
see you in Hell my friend

relax for a minute
forget your troubles for a bit
this world is fucked up
and we got to live in it
Track Name: Call It Even
I wrote you a song
I know it's slim consolation
for what you say I put you through-
for me it wasn't no vacation

aint no right or wrong
but there's a rhyme and reason
we had some fun and then it was done
why don't we just call it even

I don't want to fight
there's no need to argue
who done who how aint the point at all
as long as somebody's leaving

just let it go
you don't even like me
no harm no foul, let's end it in style
why don't we just call it even

we don't have to be friends
but we can if you want to
you're a bit more off than I initially thought
but that don't mean that I don't like you

I think your alright
honey I'm a bit nuts too
no harm no foul, let's end it in style
why don't we just call it even

we gave it a go, let's leave it alone
why don't we just call it even