White Man's Curse

by Paul Chesne

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1.
She Was Good Lookin’ She was sharp as a knife She could win every fight She was curvy as a piano She had a gorgeous figure It flowed like a river I just hate to see her go She was good lookin’ God rest her soul Only 18 in a dirty bus station She just ran away from home If only I could muster the kind of patience It would take to be her beau She was good lookin’ God rest her soul A little bit clumsy And she treats me like a little lap dog I said now “Come on honey Why you got to be so high on the hog.” She says, “You don’t know what’s good for you boy” I said, “You take all my money. You take away all my joy.” Through all of my persistence all the friends I ever had are gone. She was good lookin’ God rest her soul
2.
Fire Blood & Dust I don't like the way I love you The way in you I put my trust The way that I'm so clear and see through The way when I got angry and just cussed ~ I don't like your sense of humor or the sexy clothes wear I don't like your pretty features or your lovely underwear ~ I don't like your kind around here You come knockin' on my door ~ You're gonna love me and then leave me and then I'll want you more You're gonna love me and then leave me and then I'll want you more ~ I don't like the way you never kiss me Never touch me tenderly The way you pretend not to miss me in your sexy lingerie ~ You can hate me if you have to I hope it does not come down to this While I am lying in the bathroom Drowning in a pool of my own piss ~ I might just have to eat you Satisfy my lust ~ But I already lost you in a cloud of fire and blood and dust But I already lost you in a cloud of fire and blood and dust ~ Solo ~ If I can never have you and if you want nuthin to do with me Tell me that we're through Don't play around with we'll see ~ I don't like the way I am when I'm with you And you don't respond to me Even when I break down and kiss you It feels forced and empty ~ When the pain and the sorrow Clash and then collide ~ I want to say I love you but I got to say Bye Bye I want to say I love you but I got to say Bye Bye.
3.
Tell Me 04:10
Tell Me Tell me my worth Tell me I’m strong I’m here on this Earth And I’m all alone Tell me you hurt Tell me you cry Tell me you bleed If you have to lie Oh tell me you runaway train Off the tracks in the rain Oh tell me that you’re on my side If you have to lie Tell me he’s first That you’re reborn Call me a jerk Make me your pawn Tell me he’s right Tell me I’m wrong Give up the search Tell me we’re done Oh tell me you runaway train Off the tracks in the rain Oh tell me that you’re on my side If you have to lie Well I can’t feel The future for this ordeal I got to linger I got to linger on Tell me my worth… Tell me sweet little lie If I can’t deny the cause Tell me sweet little lie It don’t matter if it’s true Or if it’s false Tell me my worth Tell me I’m strong Rub my face in the dirt Load up the gun…
4.
There’s A Place I’d Like To Show You There’s A Place I’d Like To Show You It’s somewhere not too far You got to keep your head up Stop shufflin’ your feet It’s not about Jesus I don’t want your money There’s A Place I’d Like To Show You Gnarled up piece of paper on the ground Throw away your Starbucks Ignore that bum over there And the one over here Singin’ you this song Right here in the filth In the middle of the city Where everyone is busy And the cactus paints the shadows on the rise Put the safety on your gun Give away your drugs Get peaceful in your mind Open up your eyes Either that or close ‘em tight Gimme all your love Your love can make me cum And I can give you some Put your hand in my cookie jar What are we fighting for It’s not about Jesus I don’t want your money
5.
You Owe Me 04:10
You Owe Me Inquire about my whereabouts Try to escape this haunted house Get you and me to safer ground And in my dream we laugh about The word to which she’s so devout Without regard to her mouth The venom she might slowly leak And once it’s leaked we’ll call the police And all the venom that’s released Won’t be cleaned up even by the priest Just one more contradiction please This one’s by far not the least And you owe me the next round Pay your debt on your way out of town Pay up There’s a monster on my case Not Superman or Dr. Dre Could save his victims from their fate I’m trying hard to concentrate But when I see his ugly face I lose my cotton pickin’ place No one could save me Not even you baby You won’t get lucky if you don’t hang around You think miracles just grow on clouds Keep your head up get it off the ground You could pretend you’re flyin’ if you don’t look down And you owe me stop actin’ so proud Pay your debt then get out of my house Pay up Well, I been makin’ the rounds of the inhospitable grounds I can see that you’ve found your most expensive night gown everyone agrees You owe me for cryin’ out loud Come on and pay up And you owe me the next round Pay your debt on your way out of town And you owe me stop actin’ so proud Pay your debt then get out of my house You owe me for cryin’ out loud. Pay up.
6.
Scale Of 1 To 10 You’re my main squeeze Don’t try to start an argument You ask about the others I’ll tell you they’re just friends Friends with benefits Believe me when I say You’re the only 1 You’re my number 1 on a scale of 1 to 10 I don’t got any illusion About what you might think of me When it comes to where I stack up I reckon it’s about a 3 Or maybe distant 2nd Believe me when I say You and your honorable mention Give me zero attention on a scale of 1 to 10 When it comes to making toast You butter me up the most When it comes to making money That’s when I start runnin’ When it gets down to brass tax You’re just another piece of ass You’re the only 1 You’re my number 1 on a scale of 1 to 10
7.
Tired, Lonely & Poor How’d I get myself in this here predicament Where my cash flow’s all dried up Can’t pay my rent feel like an idiot Hey Mr. you got a little extra drop of wine for my cup Well my landlord is pounding on my door My girlfriend won’t call me anymore I wouldn’t blame ‘em if I had enough strength to fight the war Because I’m tired and I’m lonely and I’m poor I miss the hard drugs, the stiff drinks, the endless love, The company jet & the country club But now it’s just me, my bad memory, this empty can of chicken of the sea A hollow heart and a broken old neon sign that says vacancy There’s nothing glamorous, it’s a struggle to endure This vagrant life just don’t it anymore & I’m wondering what on Earth I’m fighting for Because I’m tired & I’m lonely and I’m poor
8.
No Big Surprise Well it’s no big surprise Every time you walk into this room I always wanna take a honeymoon It’s always the same thing When I look in your eyes It’s no big surprise Every time you sweep up with a broom I love ya from the life unto the tomb The way that mama done sang things & papa told lies It’s no big surprise Well I still get butterflies Even after 1,000 miles The spark is still alive I’m stuck on you like so much crazy glue It’s always the same thing Every time you walk into the room I always wanna sing a looney tune Never go changin’ you’re the love of my life It’s no big surprise
9.
Won't Die 02:59
Won’t Die Had a drink in the bathroom as I tucked in my shirt A few more at the party as I started to flirt Had a shot in the restaurant as I swallowed my food As I ordered a mixed drink, I got all nasty and crude 1 just before bedtime as I eyed my sweet lover It all goes to dust one way or another ~~ Had a snort in the car just before I took off One more at the party as I arrived in a huff Had a snort in the kitchen as I tied my shoes And as I went to the parlour and shot 2 or 3 dudes 1 just before bedtime as I nailed my sweet lover It all goes to dust 1 way or another ~~ Had a smoke in the squad car on the way to my cell A few more as I met my cell mate and said fare thee well Took a hit at the jailhouse, one more at the court A few more at the sentencing one more with a snort I puffed one as they tightened the noose around me brother It all goes to dust one way or another ~~ Solo ~~ Won’t die for a concept not even the truth How ‘bout cuz he fucked up couldn’t follow their rules Not even if he could become a martyr, Won’t take cash or check not even barter It’s all goes to dust no matter how hard you pray Won’t die for much these days…
10.
Pathetic Underdogs I’m in love with my guitar, but she don’t cry too much My wife lives on a flying saucer I’m all haggard bent and broke but I’m in better shape then Dutch I been to Harlem but I ain’t jokin’ ~ We are pathetic underdogs We are perverted and entertainment starved ~ Break up with me at the museum in the neo-renaissance I always hated that exhibit How’d 15 minutes add up to something and turn into 7 months If your sister could put up with what ~ We are pathetic underdogs We are perverted and entertainment starved ~ We are frightened of certain ideas We never read paragraphs We never read encyclopedias We only saw photographs ~ Guitar Solo ~ You’re encouraging a destructive quotient disguised as a woman’s touch Every instinct is an action frozen If there was a dive bar open to take care of us I’d have 2 vodkas with extra olives ~ We are pathetic underdogs We are perverted and entertainment starved ~ We are frightened of certain ideas We never read paragraphs We never read encyclopedias We only saw photographs ~ We are your children so take care of us Right in to shape kick our ass.
11.
I Don't Mind 04:33
I Don’t Mind I don’t mind & I don’t mind Just sit me here with no place to go Got no reason to be worried & Baby can’t you take a joke Like a sea monster comes tomorrow Rising wet out of the waves All covered in kelp All covered in seaweed But Happy that he finally reached the beach Sit down on the sidewalk Right here beside me Fall in the gutter I’m down in there writhing Oh & I don’t mind & I don’t mind Just sit me here with no place to go Ever since I lent your sister that money I swore I would never see you again I asked the minister if he thinks that it’s sinister He told me that he’s never heard that plot before Said, “Baby don’t be surprised ‘bout the fuss that you’re makin’ I got nothing to hide and that’s the truth Just like your neighbor chasing rainbows Waiter I think there’s a fly in my soup” Lie down beside me Here in the gutter Every question you ask of me Every sentence I utter Oh & I don’t mind & I don’t mind I love you because you’re photogenic And you don’t say god bless sneeze You can take that as a compliment You can just chalk it up to my disease
12.
I Hate Your Ever Lovin’ Ways Well, I hate your ever ever lovin’ ways I can’t operate my left brain Let alone heavy machinery You’re like 7 centuries without any rain Hey you can’t you see we’re through I can’t seem to drink the thirst away All the water in your mouth Could never end this drought And I just hate your ever loving ways Only you could cause your nemesis truce Abe Lincoln & John Wilkes Booth Kindness & abuse Could agree to hate your ever lovin’ ways
13.
Pink Champagne Hey right there in the boxcar he did die With the Pink Champagne and the apple of your eye He never made it down there with all the perverts in paradise In a big rocking chair with a picture of his bride I got the Pink Champagne, Lesbians blowin’ kisses Look at that face, grantin’ all my wishes I can’t complain, please don’t tell the Mrs. I wanna keep you right there and smother you in dirty dishes Hey rock star at the crossroads sell your soul For a girl and a thrill and a hit like rock n’ roll Hey cliché why don’t you write an original You could start it right here with this desperate individual I guess the rent got paid and things are lookin’ up If not for today, for the rest of the month I got the pink champagne with all the perverts in paradise The price of oil these days and all the gas that’s in the sky Guitar solo I got the hurricane category 6 I got the runaway on the news at 6 I got the KKK runnin’ politics I got the 666 at the crossroads of my soul And the devil’s name is spelled in the bible
14.
White Man’s Curse Stay up past your bedtime darlin’ Never been to church Instead of prayin’ I’m out carousin’ It’s the White Man’s Curse ~ Hey and if you feel guilty then you should Just because you weren’t there either Don’t mean you’re any good ~ Hey man, you’re cursed Since the day your mom gave birth You’re alone, it hurts They’ll only help you in the hearse ~ Break my arm in disillusion You can sign my cast There’s this sayin’ that’s been proven Sometimes it’s harder to go slow Then it is to go fast ~ Hey it’s the sound of the DJ always stirring up trouble Hey it’s a wreck on the freeway I wish I had a shovel ~ Hey son, what’s wrong Tell your dad what’s goin’ on Hey dad, guess what Your little boy is all growed up ~ Solo ~ Hey and if your baby’s drinkin’ hold your breath Hey it’s the only way she knows how to cope with this loneliness ~ Hey son, you’re drunk Everyday for the past 9 months Hey dad, guess what I think you think too much ~ Injustice seekin’ makes you angry you think your struggle’s worse I don’t claim to know much but I do know… Every Honky’s Got The White Man’s Curse.

credits

released January 19, 2008

Vocals & acoustic guitar: Paul Chesne

Electric guitar: Eric "Dutch" Suoninen

Bass: Steve Tegel

Wurlitzer, piano, keyboards, organ: Jonny Niemann

E. Paxton Prior, IVth Drums & background vocals: Scale Of 1 To 10, She Was Good Lookin' - Drums: White Man's Curse, Pink Champagne

Denny Weston, Jr. Drums & percussion: Tell Me, Tired Lonely & Poor - Drums: I Hate Your Ever Lovin' Ways, No Big Surprise, Fire Blood & Dust, You Owe Me, Won't Die, Pathetic Underdogs, I Don't Mind, There's A Place I'd Like To Show You

Dave Roe Background vocals: Tell Me, There's A Place I'd Like To Show You, No Big Surprise, She Was Good Lookin', Pathetic Underdogs

Joe Cripps Percussion: Won't Die, She Was Good Lookin', I Don't Mind

Dahl Sisters, Caitlin and Melinda Background vocals: You Owe Me, There's A Place I'd Like To Show You, Pink Champagne

Skip Edwards Pedal steel: You Owe Me, No Big Surprise, Won't Die

Webb Sisters, Charlotte & Hattie Background vocals: I Hate Your Ever Lovin' Ways

Hattie Webb Harp: I Hate Your Ever Lovin’ Ways

Mitchell Robe Piano & Hammond B-3 organ: Pink Champagne, White Man’s Curse

Bradford Craig Percussion: Pink Champagne

Scrote Additional Guitars: Pink Champagne

Dutch Bass: Pink Champagne

She was Good Lookin', Pink Champagne, There's A Place I'd Like To Show You, No Big Surprise, Scale Of 1 To 10, White Man's Curse, Tired, Lonely & Poor, I Hate Your Ever Lovin' Ways: Basic tracks recorded at Total Access Studios in Hermosa Beach, CA. Engineered by Mike Sutherland. Co-Produced by Mike Sutherland & Wyn Davis.

Fire Blood & Dust, Tell Me, You Owe Me, I Don't Mind, Won't Die, Pathetic Underdogs: Basic tracks recorded at Coney Island Studios in Glendale, CA. Engineered & Co-Produced by Denny Weston, Jr.

Webb Sisters recorded at Om Studios in Venice, CA by ladies' man Clifford Novey.

Dahl Sisters & various other havoc recorded/debt of gratitude owed to Melbourne Studios in Los Feliz, CA.

Joe Cripps recorded by Jamahl Richardson in New York City, NY.

Dave Roe recorded by Thomm Jutz in Nashville, TN.

Mixed by Scrote

Pink Champagne mixed by Mark Needham

Stephen Albanese: Cover photo

All other photos by Melinda Dahl

Package design by Matt Ellis

Executive Producers Gerri Graefe aka the Dog Roadie & Jeff "Bad Boy" Murad

Mastered by Steve Hall at Future Disc Systems

All songs written by Paul Chesne. © 2008

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