So you read the right books and you dream real big gonna save the world with your guitar preaching and screamin you say the game is rigged you and your little friends won't get too far tell me my friend about the money you spend on cigarettes and at the bar and that black gold that fills your car I overheard your mothers words she's worried sick while you rot in that squat getting wasted talking theory but you won't change a thing with revolutionary thought so you dress up in black and take to the streets armed with only ideals and a handful of rocks then your flanked by a phalanx of riot cops/ Sirens baying like the hounds of hell got my club to crack open your dumb hippie skull bullets are rubber man we dont need ya dead you wont change shit from inside of that cell call me a pig all you want, i'll be making you squeal got bean bags and tear gas brother lemme know how that feels/You don't want that now do you why don't you take the easy way take a load of your troubled mind, step up to the line and cooperate/ Everybodies doin the fuck it shrug shuffle hands out stretched in a blind mans grind gettin down with eyes glued right to the ground movin and a groovin and a fallin in line everybodys dancin to the star spangled deathmarch foamin at the mouth chantin USA! false idles we salute cars idle in commute on the rush hour parade/cup of coffee in the mornin to get your head right, xanex to help you sleep through the night/those kids strum the plans with such nimble fingers refill the prescription so the music lingers/You got a new toy and oh how it shines plus you got it on sale for a real good price/Sittin back pockets fat watchin profits grow while these factory rats slave for wages so low/Just made a payment on your one room shack, close the door cause the colds comin fast/frackings a blast the pleasures mine to be mining but what keeps me warm is the pride of supplying/You had a long day, you earned some rest. couch to keep you comfy while the tube lights up the nest/Now that your jacked itd be a sin to miss these greatest of goods sold for your sole convenience
Our best friends in the world and our sister band/busking partners in Pittsburgh. These lovely people write melodic river folk that will give you feelings. They even let us be in their band sometimes! Cousin Boneless
Our friend Ricky is the reason Chris started playing accordion, and took party to the birth of Cousin Boneless. This album does things that we cannot explain or fathom. Just listen to it Cousin Boneless
The Rail Yard Ghosts came to Pittsburgh to play a show in our house a few years back. It was the catalyst for Cousin Boneless to exist. We would truthfully not be around if not for these folks Cousin Boneless
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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As much as I like the current line up, I do miss the dynamic that Marissa's voice added to the band. Plus, she's one of the better washboard players out there. Terry Aston