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I'm Dressed Like a Bullfighter on the Inside

by Contraband Countryband

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1.
Look Now!!! 02:27
I had a dream a friend called me up from the war Said he was lying out on the desert floor And every time the tanks rolled by he just let out a sigh And dreamed of the days when he had stars in his eyes On Valentine's Day with the bartender buying his girl drinks And the drummer playing a drumset we all know stinks He said he didn't change, he just rearranged The way he always thought about his name So you're moving away and marrying a cop When we were young and dumb would she be there to stop All of our actions and what would be your reaction If it were her facing staring back at all our satisfaction What are you gonna do now that all you have is time? How you gonna go on loving her when her eyes don't shine? And you've got memories of old days and a fifty cent raise And she's out on Lady's Night at the firing range Ah, but look at me I don't even have a job I just sit around a write down every little thought That comes in my head when I should be working instead To make my dreams come true before I end up dead At least you have your loves, I only have me I chased someone who says she's still got a lot to see I got no where to go and nothing to be done I'm staying still but old memories got me on the run
2.
VERSE 1 It's early in the morning and it's dark as night Everybody's waiting around for the sun to rise I've been sitting here not moving for far too long I look out my window and see Jesus Christ on my lawn He's got a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other Says his wife just left him, found out about his other lover His father told him, "Son, you know I think that you better move on" He's says he gonna start on crying just as soon as it hits dawn CHORUS I've been drinking with Jesus Christ but he says, "It's alright I've only had a few I can drive tonight" I'm a little bit worried 'cause he keeps on swerving over the line I ask him how he's doing and he says that he feels like dying VERSE 2 It seemed to me that Jesus needed to forget his troubles with a night on the town So we hopped in my Camaro just to see what kind of action was going down At Sam's Saloon, he met a girl, told her he was the savior of the world She just looked at him funny and said, "I don't think I'm you're kind of girl" "Let's go," he said, "I know a different scene, And if someone asks me to perform a miracle I'm liable to get mean" So we drove across town to a honky-tonk he said he knew We just drank a lot of beer and danced the night away with girls home from school CHORUS VERSE 3 The band wouldn't listen when Jesus requested "If You Could Toucher Her At All" So he threw a bottle at the bass player and started a big ol' barroom brawl The bartender kicked him out said, "Son, don't come back here no more!" I found him an alley with a bloody nose talking to some whore "Let's go," I said "It's time we get on down the road" "My luck's run out," he tells me, "I've got nowhere I want to go Both the women I loved, what I did well it made 'em both leave I always thought that I found God but he never found me"
3.
I Saw Red 03:29
When Karenin was lying there on that couch I looked you in the eyes and said we can die now Notice the author didn't leave us out of breath He left us as dying instead of just death Looking back is a way to rediscover the fear To remember all those promises I made every year 'Cause there's nothing in tomorrow to make me do a thing I'm immune to anything the world may bring CHORUS I saw Red And this is what he said Absolutely nothing, nothing to explain So I could only thing that he'd gone insane I saw red and this is what he said He said nothing VS. 2 In an unadorned living room in the south of Spain Can you believe I'll go and listen to all this shit again? The family's worried the marble's not good for the baby They ask me what I think, I say, "I don't know, maybe" Let the violin player in on what we all know She can collect her check when she walks through that door We've decided instead to go with the fiddle You know it's more down home, it's more up the middle I saw Red And this is what he said Absolutely nothing, nothing to explain So I could only think that he'd gone insane I saw red and this is what he said He said nothing Baby, baby all I wanna do is drive a van And I don't care if I can I may have had a few too many, so I'll quit tomorrow then And I don't care if I can I got drunk last night and I died my hair all pink Tell me, what do you think that cute little waitress over there thinks? If it looks like she don't have the time of day I know some who always do as long as we can pay He was a nice kid, I can't believe he left I asked him to help out and he said yes But there's the boss going with his final paycheck Just pass him this note I'll convince him yet I saw Red And this is what he said Absolutely nothing, nothing to explain So I could only think that he'd gone insane I saw Red and this is what he said He said nothing
4.
VS. 1 I thought I'd found a woman who could be my friend Someone to hold and love on whom I could depend But then I saw you across the room with your arms around him And I told myself I'd never think of your name again VS. 2 I guess I should try and forget the color of your eyes The smell of your hair, your skin, and the story of your life Forget about you and find a new life to begin But I know I'll always be thinking of your name again BRIDGE Now everytime I try and concentrate on the day You're memory comes walking my way And I know how each day will end With me thinking of your name again VS. 3 When I think of how much heartbreak and how little love Did come from those days when I'd just pray for your touch I know against thoughts of you I should defend But I know I'll always be thinking of your name again
5.
Darling 12:30
Darling, is this really the way that we want it to end? 'Cause when we're talking it feels like we're playing pretend Like we were just playing house and now we're just playing friends Darling, I'd love to be lying with you in my arms Though the night is hot we used to keep each other warm Like we were in winter's cold and stopping autumn's storms It's been a week since I fell asleep in my own bed That's the place where I woke up and our love was dead At night you were by my side, in the morning there wasn't even a note Remember being happy lying in the sun on the beach I remember waking in the night and feeling your body within reach Wasn't a day I could see, wasn't a day I could see......
6.
Oh my poor boy, you've gone and done it again Now the cops are at the door and she is at her end Saying you'll kill the cats if you're left alone She's lying and you know it, this is some kind of home They're calling for the rain, saying it'll flood again Summers can get so nice, it makes you forget the gray Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above water When you're living in such a state But folks they move on in Washington's rain Oh my poor girl, you've gone and made yourself sad And all those walls full of drawers don't look like dreams that you had You say if things don't change you're just gonna leave this town In a city full of strangers, no one sees your frown They're calling for the rain, saying it'll flood again Summers can get so nice, it makes you forget the gray Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above water When you're living in such a state But folks they move on in Washington's rain Oh my poor boy, when will things ever change As all your friends move on, you stay the same Walking these same streets, drunk and broke Six years and still you call this place home They're calling for the rain, saying it'll flood again Summers can get so nice, it makes you forget the gray Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above water When you're living in such a state But folks they move on in Washington's rain
7.
I see all my friends now But for a few they're all just gutter dolls Eaten alive by teenage wasteland It's been awhile since we have called But I could have never been like them I always had a warm fire burning back home And no matter what I told myself I could never be alone All I have is a beer, Red Hook ESB And wild, innocent songs sung by Springsteen Rememberin' when the poet said, "don't be denied" Why go home? 'Cause that's where I can see my life Picked up a guitar one day It never hooked me I just never put it down But I never told anyone About the songs I played when they weren't around Six strings never wooed the ladies for me It just gave me something to do I always wish that I had a girl That I could sing songs to I know I'm just a boy, but the life of the working man I've seen Ever since the age of 12 I've been in the fields or on the sea Between poverty and prosperity I know which one I'd choose It's better working all week than living on the street with nothing but your blues Righteous sinner standing on a hill, what right does he have to judge See the sky about to rain, see all the songs that sound the same Out on the beach I had to steal all the words But it's okay man 'cause you'd never listen even if you heard Now I'm gonna make some money playing guitar 'Cause I'm in a damn find rock and roll band The drummer loves to rock, the bass player loves to roll And the singer believes in the soul Me I'm just playing some chords I'm just trying to write a song Big rock and roll ones that'll make you smile When you turn your radio on They burned down Woodstock, set fire to the hippie dream There's something playing on the airwaves that loathsome, on'ry and mean No passion out there and no reason to save I'm the rock and roll god and apocalypse is today
8.
Capra Press 03:31
All the lessons we're supposed to have learned Never let us know if we've earned The right to say if we're right or wrong We're just offspring of a time When our parents had a mind To give us better than what they had known And I'll stop if there's someone listening Though I'd know they'd like to hear me sing It's their gift, I'm their voice and damned if I know what that means No matter how you plan to last You're always living with your past It's not a thing you can ever leave behind All our questions are just matters Of opinions meant to flatter All the thoughts that we thought to be so divine And I'll stop if there's someone listening Though I'd know they'd like to hear me sing It's their gift, I'm their voice and damned if I know what that means It's so hard trying to say someting When you know that there's nothing That hasn't been said a thousand times better before I just hope I'm never past my peak When I'm eighty I'd like to speak As thought I were never weak And I'm no longer trying to seek For anything but my own folklore

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This album was recorded back in 2005-2007. A collaboration between the songwrtier, Jared Nelson, and the producer, Dave Webb, which predated the live version of the Contraband. Veering from pyschedelic voyages to Crazy Horse inspired romps to power pop to grungy hard rock to Waylonesque balladry, it may not bring to mind your typical country album, but it still imbued with the honesty, directness, brokenhearts, and booze the genre embodies.

"Jared Nelson sings, with heartfelt sincerity, new tales of inebriated Americana in a voice both unique and familiar...the music of the Contraband Countryband rolls off the bar stool and into the streets of America." --Jim "Diamond Vincent" Davis (Master Musicians of Bukkake, Spoils)

"Now this is some good, ol' time, cool shit, here. 'Darlin,' 'Look Now,' and 'Drinking with Jesus' are utterly fabulous. Most of these songs are." --Alan Bishop (Sun City Girls, Sublime Frequencies)

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released May 14, 2007

Produced & Engineered by Dave Webb
Mixed by Michael van Bebber
Mastered by Mell Dettmer

Jared Nelson - lead vocals, acoustic & electric guitars, bass, keyboards
Dave Webb - drums (2, 5, 7), lead guitar (6), keyboards (5, 8), recorders (8)

SUPPORTING CAST in Alphabetical Order
Chris Borgia - bass (2, 6, 7)
Peijman Kouretchian - drums (3, 6)
Jordan Michelman - bass (3, 4)
Dash Pilcher - back-up vocals (3), drums (5)
Michael Van Bebber - back-up vocals (3), trumpet (5)

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