My cover of Song for the Guilty by Ramshackle Glory mixed in with Whiskey Is My Kind of Lullaby by Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains.
lyrics
The trains roll by my porch,
Down here where nothing can live.
I’ve been smoking too much because I am no exception.
You knew that already, I think.
If you want salvation,
Then you ought to go see a priest,
Because forgiveness from those that we hurt in this world
Never was guaranteed.
I’m coming home, it’s late again, I’m high as I’ve ever been.
You’re sitting up, you’re in our bed crying for a ghost again.
No room could be as dark or as empty as ours is,
Because I’m at home but I’m not here, and I never am.
I wonder how many
Friends roll past my house in the night?
In boxcars they sleep with hearts stashed in their backpacks.
They’ll make California all right
A promise from me
Is just a lie I ain’t told yet.
So I’m ready to die, but I’m not willing to watch
You watch me die here in our bed.
I’m lying down, I’ve been nodding out since I don’t know when.
The lights are on, you’re standing up screaming at a ghost again.
Darling, I’m home, hell I ain’t left this house of ours in days.
But I’m not here. I never am, so I just can’t stay.
My darling, I’m never coming back from where I’m going.
My darling, I’m never coming home.
My darling, I’m never coming back from where I’m going.
My darling, I’m never coming home.
Never coming home again.
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i was a loner until there were no friends left
and before someone offered me drugs
you know i was straight edge
and everyone's quit til you offer them a cigarette
before we learn our lesson
lets see how bad things can get
and i'll drink myself to death!
or at least i'll drink myself to sleep!
chainsmoke my way through the gaps in between
my aspirations and my apathy.
as we drive past the last exit to home i am waving goodbye
and i might be sleeping in the ditch tonight
but it's alright cuz whiskey is my kind of lullaby!
i was sober all morning til i woke up this afternoon
and before someone offered me a job ya know i was gonna get one soon
and everyone in this town sleeps til the calender collides with june,
before the booze wears off lets take another shot or two.
and i'll drink myself to death!
or at least i'll drink myself to sleep!
chainsmoke my way through the gaps in between
my aspirations and my apathy.
as we drive past the last exit to home i am waving goodbye
and i might be sleeping in the ditch tonight but it's alright
cuz whiskey is my kind of lullaby
Chelsea Hates Me is an experimental solo act made for people who’ve made a lot of mistakes. I retired this project
for freebasedpropane.bandcamp.com/releases
Because contrary to THIS stage of my life, I'm now sober, and I've started taking responsibility for what I do. ...more
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