+ Pain Reliever

Well, every time I see a train pass by there’s a part of me that wants to ride it / Far away from all the evils in the people who keep shouting from the left and from the right / ‘O tell me when the sun sets in the west that it’ll be better than it was before / And these lunatics in my head will find the key instead of always kicking in the door…

Singin’, Hey Believer, Pain Reliever, Pain Reliever

Darlin’, you’re so pretty, it’s a pity, I don’t fit in no matter where I go / I’ll take you from the country to the city just to say I told you so / Yeah, you say things like you mean ‘em, then you free ‘em when your daddy got his hooks in you / Four horsemen in the distance are missing Christmas to see how much damage they can do…

Out there goin’,
Hey Believer, Pain Reliever, Pain Reliever

I’ve been waiting so long
Yeah, I’ve been waiting so long
I’ve been waiting so long…

I stood upon the highest rock and looked out across everything the eye could see
O’ they pour their hearts out on the TV, but take a look at how they treat the ones in need / If you’re listening to me, Jesus, won’t you sneeze and ask your Father for a shout / There’s a dead bird named religion in the prison where you’re fluttering about…

Well, I just know it,
Hey Believer, Pain Reliever, Pain Reliever…
(I believe ya will relieve us)

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion/Horn Arrangements
Cary Beare – Guitars/Bass
David Ralicke – Horns
Chet Dixon, Debby Holiday, Garrison Starr – Background Vocals

+ GDLK YRFKD

It’s only when you back up / Only when you back up now
See it all in another way / Let me show you how
See it all in another way / Dontcha get all down

Everybody, have you heard the news?
(What’s up?) I fought for love and I got torn in two
(That’s what) you get for thinkin’ it would leave a bruise
(Good Luck) I’m up
(Good Luck) You’re fucked…

They tell me you got blind
They tell me you got blinders on
There’s a record on your radio plays a better song
Yeah, there’s a record on your radio plays a better song….

(chorus).

It’s alright, I’m the patron saint of heartbreak.

(solo)

And all around you’ll have to deal with us now…

(chorus) x 2

It’s alright, I’m the patron saint of heartbreak.

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass/Piano/Organ
Cameron Acosta, Oscar Bugarin, DooWop Byrdie, Pauline Egan, Rina Jakubowicz, Tanner Moskwa, Nico Armani Phillips – Gang Vocals

+ YOU ALWAYS HAVE YOUR FRIENDS

I get the feeling that someone wants to take us on
O the heat from the summer’s the mother of what you cannot control
I got a good reason the season for treason is on the retreat
So, baby, come dancing ‘cos I got no plans,
and those pictures you can always delete...

When I disappoint you
When I disappoint (You always have your friends)
Always have your…

Now get me up there in a square where I can be a star
Check me out in the mirror, superior to whoever they think that they are
Here’s me at the gym and my legs all golden brown at the beach / Here’s the food that I eat, what a treat for you to see what makes me so deep…

‘til I disappoint you
‘til I disappoint (You always have your friends)
‘til I disappoint (You always have your friends)
Always have your…

Now that you’re in love with the Kingsize
You can find us @kingsizetheband
O don’t you wanna get with the Kingsize
You can find us @kingsizetheband

‘til I disappoint (You always have your friends)
When I disappoint you.

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass
Cameron Acosta, Oscar Bugarin, DooWop Byrdie, Pauline Egan, Rina Jakubowicz, Tanner Moskwa, Nico Armani Phillips – Gang Vocals

+ THE WEAPONS OF

I know where it hurts, everywhere you look
When this Earth is feeling worthless, drifting through the stars,
I will build up what is broken
I will build it back from dust
These are the weapons of love…

I know that I was wrong / That’s all you can rely on
Not the worship or the curses drifting through the heart
I will build up what is broken
I will build it back from dust
These are the weapons of love…
My love, my love, my love…

JTG – Vocals/Drums
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass
David Jarrett – Piano/Organ
Chet Dixon, Debby Holliday, Garrison Starr – Background Vocals

+ HAIR METAL

‘O the show was a riot, shoulda been there, man
Yeah, they were crying out the lyrics every time he held out his hand
Erin’s lying back on her waterbed, surrounded by the pictures that she’s cut outta Hit Parader
Do you remember when you heard that band?

Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
I forgot to tell you something…

Alex, motherfucker, you made me laugh
We got so drunk I woke up in a deflated raft on the ground
(Where are you now?)
I heard some rumors ‘bout you, brother, why would I care?
The cops are crackin’ down, you know, we’re all gonna disappear…
Do you remember when we were friends?

Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Yeah, we’d run all over town
Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Won’t you bring me back the days of Hair Metal?
Then, we’ll burn it all back down
We’ll burn it all back down…

I heard some rumors ‘bout you, brother, why would I care?
Man, I was thinkin’ ‘bout you the night of Bowie’s death
‘O Erin, lie back down on top of your waterbed…

Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Yeah, we’d run all over town
Bring me back the days of Hair Metal
Won’t you bring me back the days of Hair Metal
And I’ll never let you down
I’ll never let you down…
Yeah, we’d run all over town
Do you remember when we were friends?

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass
Sally Jaye – Guest Vocals

+ VERSE

It’s too late to turn back now
I pray anyhow that we will lean each other
Why would you ever bring pain to stranger,
Your clocks runnin’ out and you made that your lover?
Say something now, say something now that makes sense to me
Figure it out, figure it out or become just another pathology

Is that how you’ll write your verse?

Keep comin’ on, Keep comin’ on
Everyone here is part of a larger song
Before the hearse, you get a verse,
And no one can tell you what cannot be sung...

Here in a house with no walls
Say something now that makes any sense at all

I will not follow you down
No, I will not follow you down, no, I won’t
You should’ve known me better than that
You should’ve known me, you should’ve known… (whoa-o-o-o… )

Is that how you’ll write your verse
Is that how you sleep at night..?

You should’ve known me better than that…
I won’t follow…
I will not follow you down
No, I will not follow you down, no, I won’t…
You should’ve known, you should’ve known…

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass

+ STEP A.

If you can’t lead, then step aside,
we’re gonnna knock you outta the way
If you can’t lead, then step aside,
we’re gonna knock you outta the way
Gonna organize (Why?)
‘Cuz we don’t work for you, you work for us
(That’s right!)We don’t work for you

So, where we gonna hit ‘em? (In the pocketbook)
Brother, we know you could spare a dime
So, where we gonna hit ‘em? (In the pocketbook)
Yeah, that’ll change their minds...

If you can’t lead, then step aside
If you can’t lead, then step aside
If you can’t lead, then step aside,
we’re gonna knock you outta the way
If you can’t lead, then step aside,
we’re gonna knock you outta the way
Gonna organize (Why?)
‘Cuz we don’t work for you, you work for us
That’s right!
(We don’t work for you, you work for us)

Are you a Democrat? (HELL, NO!)
A Republican? (HELL, NO!)
What are you then? (HUMAN!)
What are you then? (HUMAN!)
Alright, then let’s go...

Hey Believer, my Lord is a Pain Reliever
and I don’t follow no leader,
twisting the words of my father
I got my voice, my vote, and my dollar
Awww, that’s how you’re gonna get clobbered
Yeah, that’s how I’ll have my say
So, if you can’t lead, then step aside,
we’re gonna knock you outta the way.

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion/Horn Arrangments
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass
Debby Holiday – Guest Vocals
David Ralicke – Horns
Cameron Acosta, Oscar Bugarin, DooWop Byrdie, Pauline Egan, Rina Jakubowicz, Tanner Moskwa, Nico Armani Phillips – Gang Vocals

+ LOOK OUT4 THE FUZZ

Look out4 the Fuzz tonight
They lookin’ to fuck someone up,
Sit tight / Look out4 the Fuzz
Look out4 the Fuzz

Look out4 ‘em every day
No mother should ever have to say,
Look out4 the Fuzz

I’m just tryin’ to do right by the Lord
I got my phone like a sword to record
Look out4 the Fuzz

We didn’t want it to be like this
You want respect, well then, open up your fist
We didn’t want it to be like this
You want respect, well then, move your lips and look out4 us!

(Guitar solo)

I’m just tryin’ to do right by the Lord
I got my phone like a sword to record and record and record
Look out4 the Fuzz

We didn’t want it to be like this
You want respect, well then, open up your fist
We didn’t want it to be like this
You want respect, well then, move your lips and look out4 us!
Look out4 us!

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion
Cary Beare – Guitars/Bass
Chet Dixon, Garrison Starr – Background Vocals

+ THE NUMBERS (DON'T LOOK BACK)

Aren’t you sick of this argument?
Lord knows we could use the rest
Rather sing about lovely feet, dancin’ all wild
’stead of marchin’ down the street,
but we got the numbers now, celebrate it
Yeah, we got your number now / We got the numbers now…

Don’t look back, don’t look back, O’ you’re not alone
Don’t look back, now you’re never on your own
O’ Don’t look back, yeah, don’t look back, yeah

I thought that we were falling in love
O’ he could never give you what
I was pledging my allegiance to,
now you’ve become a stranger and I’m the rearranger
We got the numbers now, celebrate it
Yeah, we got the numbers now, wanna change it?
Then, change it, singin…

Don’t look back, don’t look back, O’ you’re not alone
Don’t look back, now you’re never on your own
O’ Don’t look back, yeah, don’t look back, yeah…

Don’t look back, don’t look back, O’ you’re not alone
Don’t look back, you’ll become a pillar of salt
O’ Don’t look back, yeah, don’t look back, yeah…

All I gotta do is change, yeah
All I gotta do is change
(I will change, yeah, I will change)

JTG – Vocals/Drums/Percussion
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass
David Jarrett – Piano/Organ
Oscar Bugarin, DooWop Byrdie, Pauline Egan, Debby Holliday, Rina Jakubowicz – Gang Vocals

+ CHORUS

We’re only at the start of this
We’re only at the start
Fix your eyes in front of ya
Fix your eyes in front
We’re comin’ to the chorus, gonna give it all we got
Gonna give it all we got, give it all we got
Gonna give it all we got, give it all we got…

JTG – Vocals/Drums
Cary Beare – Guitar/Bass