Flesh & Gold

by The Grisly Hand

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released August 18, 2015

The Grisly Hand are
Jimmy Fitzner
Lauren Krum
Dan Loftus
Matt Richey
Mike Stover
Ben Summers

Produced, mixed and mastered by Joel Nanos at Element Recording

On 'Regrets On Parting':
Nick Howell : trumpet
Mike Walker : trombone
Rich Wheeler : saxophone

CD layout by Bryan Cox
Logo by Kevin Lee

For lyrics & more info visit thegrislyhand.com

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Track Name: Get In Line, Stranger
I know she's knocking you out right now
You're not the first one
Man, woman or child

Pushin' out your chest and adjusting your hair
Dancing like the blue bird-of-paradise
Trying to teach her something that she's already learned
If you wanna shot you'd better get in line
You stranger!

If Paris woulda seen her he'd have pass'd Helen by
Pyramus would not have fallen on his sword
Star-cross'd lovers would behave just the same
Both Juliet and Romeo would be in queue
You stranger…

Do ya love her?
Do you need her?
You want to kiss her?
You and every fool in front of you in line you stranger!
Track Name: Baby Talk
I watched you growing,
Without you even knowing
When you need someone to listen, we hear ya,
Please know that
I feel you moving,
Ophelia, grooving
When you need someone to listen, we hear ya,
Please know we're here.

I really wanna talk with you
I really wanna take you by the hand
I really wanna show you the world,
Can't wait to let you in.
Just like our fathers did,
Just like our mothers did.
That's just the way it is,
I wanna open up and just let you in.

I really wanna talk with you,
We don't speak the same language.
I really wanna talk with you,
We don't speak the same, don't speak the same.
I really wanna communicate,
We don't speak the same language.
I really wanna talk with you,
We don't speak the same, don't speak the same.

I really wanna talk with you,
If you could ever tell me you how you feel.
For now you're just too young,
To speak our native tongue.
That's just the way it is, that's just the way it is.
That's just the way it is, I wanna open up and let you in

I really wanna talk with you,
We don't speak the same language.
I really wanna talk with you,
We don't speak the same, don't speak the same.
I really wanna communicate,
We don't speak the same language.
I really wanna talk with you,
We don't speak the same, don't speak the same.
Track Name: Regina
When the lights don’t impress no more you’ll probably fly
I’ll stay with my friends and we’ll get drunk on the North Side
But you probably don’t want to follow me down
Because I’m fucked up kid without a plan
It shows me why you do the things you can every time

My brother wrote a letter
He told me not to choke
Regina’s just a dream he said, she vanishes in smoke
But you probably don’t want to follow me down
Because I’m fucked up kid without a plan
It shows me why you do the things you can

She slow danced with me
Three hundred and sixty five days I counted
The world stops turning around

I’ve got milk crates full of records that tell me I’m a clone
No, I don’t need a lecture on how to be alone
But you probably don’t want to follow me down
Because I’m fucked up kid without a plan
It shows me why you do the things you can every time

She slow danced with me
Three hundred and sixty five days I counted
The world stops turning around
Get a bottle of something
And a song that’s a savior to me
Asking ‘Oh, Lord Jesus
Is that sincerity?’
Track Name: Scrappy Dobbins
Me and you in a knock down drag out
Mouths full of hate
Both so angry we can't see straight
Its a long way back to your dead end street
Yeah. I know we're spent
But it takes all night if we drag our feet

(With) heels over head (and)
Eyes on the prize, (you) can't watch your back for a knife

I understand infatuation
but to lie?! You don't have to lie.

I can still hear the voice of Scrappy Dobbins
Though he's long since passed
In his cajun parlance (He's not from the North)
Sayin' "one thing I can't stand is a lie!
It makes it hard to live.
It's a scarlet letter they may not forgive"
That is the game, such is to blame,
Carefully choose whom to shame.

I understand exaggeration
But to lie?!

We were cutting a rug through Barbed Wire Love
And I could feel you pulling me in
I fell hook line and sinker
During Peace, Love and Understanding
When a heart wakes up
Can it only love once
Or over and over again?
Or is it merely a fax of the first time you went and laid it bare?
When you lie
Cuts me open when you lie
You don't have to lie
Track Name: Name In Lights
Oh these troubles! I don't need your head
I need your arms to hold me tight instead
We don't need to fix them in a day
The only thing to say is 'it's okay'
That it's gonna be okay
That it’s gonna be okay
When we see our name in lights
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Oh Panama!
What's the best way to reach you?
Carratera Panamericana (Pan-American Hwy)
Cuts right through
The flora and the fauna
Ain't a better place to meet you
Now I wanna put your name in lights

When I get back home
I'm gonna break apart
Discard the parts
that seem out of place
After I kiss your face
That's the first thing I'm gonna do
When I get back home

Unlike you
Sometimes I gotta mess up
To understand "why not?"
It gets through
It's trial and error
Gotta pull myself together
If I'm gonna see my name in lights

Let me come back home
I'll try twice as hard
I'll never stay out late
I'll never pull that card
I hate that I break your heart
That's the last thing I wanna do
When I get back home
Track Name: Regrets On Parting
You know, he warned me once
Told me I’d regret it.
You know, the old one fit just right
Why didn’t I keep it?
Instead, I threw it on the curb in no time flat.
All my old things lookin’ so sad now
So true, youngblood…Why didn’t I keep it?

Curse the man who first took a rag
And dyed it scarlet
Wrapped it in a box and a bow
And put a price on it
But my shoes have holes and my pants don’t fit
I need a new hat (and that’s the half of it)
My clothes are worn out and I need to replace them

You could take it on faith, youngblood
Never ask a question
Never doubt a thing in your life
And get someone else’s truth
The windows whine when the wind gets high
The walls need paint and the floor don’t shine
So true! This place needs updating…

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Paid a visit to Diderot
He was entertaining king and priest
Lured them in with flesh and gold
And said “whatever shall we use for rope”?

If you lend an open ear
I’ll tell you everything I know
Or I could tell you what you want to hear
I can’t believe they left us two alone!

If you really want to know, LEARN!
If you really want to go, LEAVE!
Try to wear it on your sleeve
Show them what you’ve worked to earn
Or else they’ll take it on faith