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Country Punk / Still an Outlaw - Save Rock​!​!​!

from Suck on This! EP by Clay Rose

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Indeed, three tracks in one, along with a complimentary, three minutes of silence, courtesy of '90's hidden track' format. Country Punk was written for a girlfriend with a particular taste in music, who was away in Texas for the week. I missed her, so I tried to write her a song. I failed.

Save Rock has no excuse at all.

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I guess you could say I’m just a whistle away
from the moon and the one I love.
But it wouldn’t be true without ya, babe,
sittin’ somewhere out in the lone star state.
I see your eyes reflected in the stars above,
I hear your voice rollin’ on the wind.
It pushes tumble weeds around my yard again.
I guess I’ll push on through another lonesome day.
But it just seems too easy to lose,
so I crack myself open a bottle of booze.
I sit down and prepare to waste away.

When you call me through the juke box,
and you sound just like Hank Williams,
singin’ a song that soothes my pain.
So I put down my bottle
and walk down to the mail box
and get a letter from Corpus Christi
that bears your name.
You say you hate it down south,
you say it’s just plain wrong,
you say you’ll shoot yourself
if you hear another country western song.
And you thank me in your note
for not singin’ that way.
You hope I’ve written you a song
by the time you get home Tuesday.

So I put down my guitar and I started all over again,
wearin’ nothin’ but the smile that your letter sent.
But soon that smile started to fade
‘cuz I realized you were still far away.
I grabbed the bottle from earlier that day
and prepared to waste away.

When you called me through the juke box
and you sounded like Billy Bragg,
it was at that time I was wonderin’
exactly how much liquor I’d had.
But the song he was singin’
made me feel a little less alone,
so I put down the bottle
and picked up the ringin’ telephone.
“I’m in Austin, Texas,” you say,
“and the Punk scene here is really fuckin’ lame.
The screamin’ guitars are like a virus in my brain,
and If I hear another ‘oi’ I’m gonna go insane.”
Oi! Oi! Oi! You said, “I miss you baby,
you know that ain’t no lie.
You’re still my number one sweet song writin’ guy.
And I’ll be comin’ home soon, babe,
you know it won’t be long,
and I can’t wait to hear my brand new Hip-Hop song.”

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from Suck on This! EP, released March 17, 2008

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