I AIN’T STOPPIN’

 

When we said “Stay Loaded” man we meant it, Rollin’ fuckin’ Loaded

Right about that time we rolled with my man Billy Balls, he bagged and sold it

Tried to do the right thing, went sideways as the classic story goes

What could have been is a tragedy, mystery, nobody knows 

 

Fast forward fifteen years of gettin’ high, still slaving away

Tryin’ hard not to hate the bed I made, lay in it every day

Had to do it for my pops, God said to put the bottle down

And be an example - show my people what’s lost can be found

 

Cause all my life it’s all come and go, I often wonder why

No wonder I felt that attraction back in the days when Mama died

Hit different live on stage in this fake-ass world full of photoshoppin’

Way back when I said “Stay Loaded” all I really meant to say was 

I ain’t stoppin’ 

 

 

(I have come a long way- crawling slowly from the land of the wicked)

God willing, I ain’t stoppin’

(And in this travel I’ve seen the inexcusable errors of my ways)

Lord willing, never stoppin’

(I have yet to see the light; I have yet to climb to the peak)

God willing, I ain’t stoppin’

(But I know this- this life is a gift. And the best is yet to come)

Lord willing, never stoppin’

 

 

CRAWLIN’ OUTTA HELL

 

I gotta be honest, it’s sometimes hard to tell

If I’m still living in or crawlin’ outta Hell

I’m just a man just got my story to tell

If you got ears to hear I hope you listen well

 

There’s talk about freedom, and how it isn’t free

I’m lookin’ around and I ain’t lovin’ what I see

We all know this ain’t how it’s supposed to be

But back to the moment, it’s present tense for me cause I’m

 

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

 

Solo - Sebastian LeBar

Solo - Ric Haas

Solo - B. Hannas

 

There’s talk about money, and things that we can’t see

Manifestations, abundance, scarcity

We’re passing the corner, to things we won’t believe

I always felt hopeless, it’s time I best believe

 

I gotta be honest, it’s sometimes hard to tell

If I’m still living in or crawlin’ outta Hell

I’m just a man just got my story to tell

If you got ears to hear I hope you listen well cause I’m 

 

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

 

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

Crawlin’- crawlin’ outta Hell

 

 

 

FEELIN’ THE LOW

 

I wake up with the bullfrogs and a feelin’ that I got to go

I wake up with the bullfrogs and a feelin’ that I got to go

 

I guess I was just stayin’ so high

Cause I was feelin’ the low

 

When I’m at my worst, man, I feel like I’m just gonna blow

When I’m at my worst, man, I feel like I’m just gonna blow

 

I guess I was just stayin’ so high

Cause I was feelin’ the low 

 

Solo- Rob Perna, Jr. 

 

Wise men know that you just don’t know what you don’t know

Wise men know that you just don’t know what you don’t know

 

I guess I was just stayin’ so high

Cause I was feelin’ the low

 

 

WRONG PATH

 

I’m not sure what I said, but it must’ve been something- 

I’m not sure what I said, but it must have been a tell

I’m not sure what I said, but it must’ve been something- 

I’m not sure what I said, but it must have been a tell

My people tryin’ to help me, but it feels like it’s outta pity-

No no no, must not be doing so well

 

Yeah but that’s all good man, I know it’s not for nothing

Yeah don’t you know I get to put it all into my songs

Yeah but that’s all good man, I know it’s not for nothing

Don’t you know man, don’t you know I get to put it all into my songs

And if it turns out that I’m right

I can’t be mad if I was wrong

 

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

 

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

 

I think I’m so smart man, I think I’m so clever

Yeah don’t you know I always got some shit to say

I think I’m so smart man, I think I’m so clever, 

Yeah don’t you know man, don’t you know I always got some fuckin’ shit to say

I think I’m so smart man, I think I’m so clever

Yeah I’m so smart I can’t get outta my own fuckin’ way

 

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

 

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

Maybe I’m on the wrong path

 

 

 

 

 

HOW IT GOES

 

I used to think I was crazy

That I’d lost my damn mind

But as all these days pass me

Seems like I’m doin’ just fine

 

But that’s how it goes…

Shiiiiit, that’s how it goes

 

All the good and the bad, 

All the highs and the lows, 

That’s how it goes…

 

Some say the world’s gone crazy

Have a drink to ease your mind

Til all this drinking’s got me all hazy

Like I’m waiting for a sign

 

But that’s how it goes…

Shiiiiit, that’s how it goes

 

All the good and the bad, 

All the highs and the lows, 

That’s how it goes…

 

I don’t believe in bad luck

But I believe I done wrong

And when I’m feeling all caught up, down and stuck, 

I keep it moving along

 

But that’s how it goes…

Yeah buddy, that’s how it goes

 

All the good and the bad, 

All the highs and the lows, 

That’s how it goes…

 

All the good and the bad, 

All the highs and the lows, 

That’s how it goes

 

 

 

DON’T MEAN NOTHIN’

 

Yeah man I get it you’re all pissed off and depressed

Don’t get me wrong but you sound just like all the rest

Cause life’s so hard and I know you’re so special

And you’re so sick of living with the tension

 

So many words that don’t mean nothin’

So many words that don’t mean nothin’ to me

 

So many words that don’t mean nothin’

So many words that don’t mean nothin’ to me

 

And yeah I get it you’re pissed off you been lied to

No one cares though so why in the fuck should you?

Takes more than that to follow that ambition

Quit wasting time with your bullshit fuckin’ vision

 

So many words that don’t mean nothin’

So many words that don’t mean nothin’ to me

 

So many words that don’t mean nothin’

So many words that don’t mean nothin’ to me

 

Ah shit man, I’m sayin’ it over and over again, just feels like I’m talkin’ to myself…

Is this what they call the blues?

 

Never gave a fuck to ever even try your best

You know you ain’t shit, just failing every test

And you can give me your best rendition

Of how you deal with your own life’s condition

 

So many words that don’t mean nothin’

So many words that don’t mean nothin’ to me

 

So many words that don’t mean nothin’

So many words that don’t mean nothin’ to me

 

Don’t even know what you’re tryin’ to say

 

 

 

OPEN LETTER

 

Let’s call this an Open Letter

To everyone that I ever met

I only hope that I can do better

So many flaws in the life I led

 

Don’t mean to press the issue

Too many now have left us dead

And to their spirits just know we miss you

So live on through us in our blood and sweat

 

Cause any day could be my time

And any day could be yours too

This world is all on borrowed time

So let us aim for the good and the true

 

I’ll keep it brief with this Open Letter

I’ll pay my life in these loaded blues

If we cross paths in this helter-skelter

Then holla at your boy - 

 

Give me a hell yeah

 

God, grant me the serenity - 

To accept the things

I cannot change

 

 

MOONLIT SECLUSION

instrumental

 

“SONGS ABOUT THE DEVIL”, 2022

 

 

As I write these songs about the experience of my life

I keep finding I ain’t living right

 

As I write these songs about the experience of my life

I keep finding I ain’t living right

 

From the blues to heavy metal

Singin’ songs about the Devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, I can’t tell…

 

 

If I ain’t living right, who do I blame? 

So many say that life is just a game

 

If I ain’t living right, who do I blame?

So many say that life is just a game

 

From the blues to heavy metal

Singing songs about the Devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, I can’t tell…

 

 

And if life’s a game, who writes the rules? 

So many of us are goddamn fools

 

And if life’s a game, who writes the rules? 

So many of us are goddamn fools

 

From the blues to heavy metal

Singin’ songs about the devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, shit, I can’t tell…

 

 

And as I write these songs about the experience of my life

I keep finding I ain’t living right

 

As I write these songs about the experience of my life

I keep finding I ain’t living right

 

From the blues to heavy metal

It’s all songs about the Devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, I can’t tell…

 

From the blues to heavy metal

It’s all songs about the Devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, they make it hard to tell

 

From the blues to heavy metal

It’s all songs about the Devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, shit I can’t tell

 

From the blues to heavy metal

It’s all songs about the Devil

 

And if it’s right or wrong, I can’t tell...I really can’t! I tried it!

 

 

“AIN’T I A MAN?”

 

And when I was a little boy

Somewhere between 6 and 9

I mostly remember my Daddy yellin’ 

Shit, I musta made my Mama cry

 

But now I’m a man

And lookin’ back I don’t mind

Gave me a set of big balls

And that suits me just fine

 

Ain’t I a man? 

Ain’t I a goddamn man?

Ain’t I a man?

Mmm, god damn…

 

Then I got my first guitar

Right around my birthday when I turned 10

Little boy’s fingers couldn’t take it man

But shit I had to learn how to win

 

And I’m damn grateful for that first Fender

Put me on the path that I need

Lookin’ back, I know it was a Squier…

Before I ever smoked that weed

 

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a goddamn man?

Ain’t I a man? 

Hmmm, god damn…

 

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a man?

Oh, god damn!!!

 

And I guess I shoulda done better in high school

And I coulda done better in college too

Spent more hours at work than school each week in a kitchen, man

You gotta do what you gotta do

 

So now I get up in the morning

And I get my ass to my job

I might be a sucker for believing in honest work

I’d rather not lie cheat and rob

 

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a goddamn man?

Ain’t I a man?

Hmm, god damn..

 

And I’m sorry Pops for all the drinkin’

I know you fought that fight too

Ever since Mom died I been thinkin’ 

This guitar’s just what I’m meant to do

 

And I’m sorry Mama for all the swearing

I know you don’t find it cute

But shit, I ain’t your little boy no more

And I’m still paying my dues

 

Ain’t I a man? 

Ain’t I a god damn man?

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a god damn man?

 

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a man?

Ain’t I a man? 

Aw, goddamn…

 

 

 

WORRY FREE

 

It’s like I said in most of my songs

I said and done a lot of stupid shit in my day…

 

But that’s alright

Yeah, that’s okay

 

If you ask me

I’m worry free

 

Just counted my money, I took me a loss

And I’m damn sick and tired, takin’ shit from my boss

 

But that’s alright

Yeah that’s okay

 

If you ask me

I’m worry free

 

It’s like you need a smoke and you ain’t got no light

Feel a bit crazy and you got every right

 

If you ask me

I’m worry free

 

If you ask me

I’m worry free

 

 

 

SHOOT FROM THE HIP (GUNSLINGIN’)

 

Every now and then I get an inclination

I think about the good and bad and goddamn amazing

I think about guitar twenty hours a day, boy

But always some bullshit gets in the way

 

I ain’t got too much

Until it’s time to rip

Then I’m fuckin’ gunslingin’

And I shoot from the hip

 

Oh yeah

 

I shoot from the hip

Gunslingin’!

I shoot from the hip

I’m comin’ gunslingin’ man

 

Lived most of my life being mad at my job

If I keep drinkin’ like I been I’ll be a goddamn slob

I pick up my guitar and start to feel alright, 

This shit is like magick playing under the lights

 

Ain’t got too much

Til it’s time to rip

Then I’m fuckin’ gunslingin’ 

And I shoot from the hip

 

Oh yeah

 

I shoot from the hip

Gunslingin’!

I shoot from the hip

I’m fuckin’ gunslingin’ 

All I know is got to let it rip

 

 

I shoot from the hip

Gunslingin’!

I shoot from the hip

I’m fuckin’ gunslingin’ 

All I know 

 

It’s hard to live sometimes with some of the shit I’ve done, man

But lookin’ in a mirror ain't nowhere to run, no

The rock ‘n roll, heavy metal, hell of a ride

Til all the party and bullshit fucks you up inside

 

I ain’t got too much 

Til it’s time to rip

Then I’m fully fuckin’ loaded 

And I shoot from the hip

 

Goddamn

 

I shoot from the hip

Gunslingin’!

I shoot from the hip

I’m fuckin’ gunslingin’ 

All I know is got to let it rip

 

 

I DONE WRONG

 

Woke up this morning, think that I forgot to pray

I guess it ain’t no wonder why I just can’t find my way

All that time up in smoke, and now the rent’s due 

I got to blame someone, or find an excuse

Tell me again

Every other thing I done wrong

 

Love heavy metal but I fuck with country too

I bump that gangsta shit when I’m in a gangsta mood

All that time playing to someone else’s tune

I got to blame someone, I could just blame you

Tell me again

Every other thing I done wrong

 

Woke up this morning, got to stop getting high

If I was smarter I’d stay strapped with my nine

All that time thinking that I knew the blues

I got to blame someone, give the Devil his due

Tell me again

Every other thing I done wrong

 

Tell me again

Every other thing I done wrong

 

Tell me again

Every other thing I done wrong

 

You’re fuckin’ trippin’ if you think I don’t know

That I done wrong

 

 

 

 

KEEP IT MOVIN’

 

The Devil’s got an appeal - when she in your ear, with all you want to hear

The Devil’s got an appeal - when she in your ear, with all you want to hear

 

She says to take a chance

She says  to have a dance

And drink the finest wine

 

She wants a little ride

Wants you deep inside

A welcome over that line 

 

And if you know, 

Well shit…you know

 

Just sign your name right here!

Just sign your name right here, ha ha! My friend you got one hell of a deal

 

And don’t you have no fear!

And don’t you have no fear, ha ha! It ain’t no dream too good to be real

 

The sudden twist and turn!

The sudden twist and turn! You’re turned on, yeah but that’s before the burn

 

The Devil makes a good deal!

The Devil makes a good deal, then laughs it off says 

“Damn, they never learn”

 

Do what I can to keep it real- 

Won’t sign off on no crooked ass deal

So all I know is to keep it movin’ on

I tell myself just to keep it movin’ on

 

The Devil’s got a good ear - she like the way you play, she likes what she hears

The Devil’s got a good ear - she like the way you play, she likes what she hears

 

Just wants to make you feel good 

Don’t even think if you should 

Don’t even try and hide

 

She wants your wild side 

Laughin’ at your pride

Knows what you're thinkin’ and why

 

And if you know

Well shiiiit you know….

 

Just sign your name right here!

Just sign your name right here, ha ha! My friend you got one hell of a deal

 

And don’t you have no fear!

And don’t you have no fear, ha ha! It ain’t no dream too good to be real

 

The sudden twist and turn!

The sudden twist and turn! You’re turned on, yeah but that’s before the burn

 

The Devil makes a good deal!

The Devil makes a good deal, then laughs it off says 

“Damn, they never learn”

 

Do what I can to keep it real- 

Won’t sign off on no crooked ass deal

So all I know is to keep it movin’ on

I tell myself just to keep it movin’ on

 

Do what I can to keep it real

Won’t sign off on no crooked ass deal

So all I know is to keep it movin’ on

I tell myself just to keep it movin’ on

Better off just to keep it movin’ on

Tell myself just to keep it movin’ on

 

That goddamn Devil…ayo, 

 

Fuck that Devil!!

 

 

 

HYPETRAIN

 

I ain’t young

I ain’t old

Always did what I want

I shoulda did what I’s told

 

Know what I’m sayin’ man? 

You na mean? 

 

I’m walkin’ that fine line

Til the story gets old

 

Stayed Loaded for far too long

Payin’ tax on living out my songs

 

Life on the Hypetrain

It’s gonna run you down

Life on the Hypetrain

It’s gonna run you

Down, motherfucker

Get down, motherfucker, 

Get down, motherfucker

Get down, motherfucker

Livin’ that high life, never comin’ down

Livin’ that high life, never comin’ down

But what comes around

Has got to go around, man

 

And I been booked

A damn D.U.I

I been pissed off

So sick of just gettin’ by

 

Know what I’m sayin’ man?

You na mean? 

 

I tried being honest

Til it turned out I lied

 

Stayed Loaded for far too long

Payin’ tax on livin’ out my songs

 

…it’s comin’ back again!

Life on the Hypetrain

It’s gonna run you down

Life on the Hypetrain

It’s gonna run you

Down, motherfucker

Get down, motherfucker!

Get down, motherfucker!

Get down, motherfucker!

Livin’ that high life, never comin’ down

Livin’ that high life, never comin’ down

But what comes around

Has got to go around, man

 

…but you already know!!

 

…it’s comin’ back around!!

 

Life on the Hypetrain

It’s gonna run you down

Life on the Hypetrain

It’s gonna run you

Down, motherfucker!

Get down, motherfucker!

Stay down, motherfucker!

You down, motherfucker?!

Livin’ that high life, never comin’ down

Livin’ that high life, never comin’ down

But what comes around

Has got to go around

 

What comes around

Got to go around

 

What comes around

Got to go around

 

What comes around

Got to come around, man

 

 

 

 

 

WHERE DO I LIE

 

I don’t believe what They tell me

I don’t believe what They tell me

 

I was born with a skeptical eye

Two middle fingers - pointed up to the sky

 

Tell me, where do I lie?

Oh, where do I lie?

 

Don’t really need half of what They sell me

Don’t really need half of what They sell me

 

Cause I was raised under watchful eye

I’ve shed the tears - and I’ve bled them dry

 

Tell me, where do I lie?

Oh, where do I lie?

 

Oh Father please - won’t you help me help me?

Oh Father please - won’t you help me help me?

 

Were we all born just to die?

I refuse to believe so - so what’s the beautiful “why”?

 

Tell me, where do I lie?

Oh, where do I lie?