Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Rickenbacker 12-String, Lead guitar, Keyboards, Drums
Gregor Alligator: Bass
LISTEN
You dazzle smoke and mirrors, distract the viewers’ eyes
While one hand goes extended the other dips inside
Your beautiful assistant keeps moving on the stage
You know that half the crowd will have to look her way
Don’t tell me
I don’t believe in the magic that you bring
Don’t show me
I’ll see right through
There’s no magic in your hand
We’re shown the blade is sharp, we see her sawed right through
Most people would be screaming as they were torn in two
But she lays still and silent, we have to guess her pain
And so they separate her and put her back again
Don’t tell me
I don’t believe in the magic that you bring
Don’t show me
I won’t be fooled
There’s no magic in your wand
I don’t believe in magic
And I don’t believe in you
I won’t be disillusioned
In putting faith in truth
You hide behind a shadow
And stir your witches’ brew
There is no instant karma
Your life will follow you
She walks into the box, it’s closed and turned around
Inside the bottom opens, she exits underground
And then the door is opened, she is no longer there
The crowd is left in awe, she vanished in the air
Hangnail Phillips: Vocal, Guitars, Organ, Bass, & Drums
Dean Sapp: Fiddle, Dobro, & Mandolins
There’s nothing worse than hell on Earth
To love and not be loved
No sad refrain or bleeding verse
Will change the feelings of
The one you want who wants you not
To long for one when not in heart
I couldn’t love you any more
But I just can’t love you anymore.
I see your face in the ladies’ place
But they’re just second choice
They don’t know how bad I feel
When I hear you in their voice
The feelings that they’d have me feel
I can’t pretend that they are real
I couldn’t love you any more
But I just can’t love you anymore.
(solo)
Now we start the hardest part
To say goodbye as friends
To blow a kiss and know we’ll miss
The times when they all end
But I don’t know what else to do
I have to purge myself of you
I couldn’t love you any more
But I just can’t love you
I just can’t love you
I just can’t love you anymore.
Hangnail Phillips: Vocal, Keyboards, Acoustic Guitar, Alto Recorder
Harriet, I let you down when you needed me.
I didn’t know I’d closed the door when you turned the key
We are born of different worlds and never meant to be
Harriet, I miss you too.
Harriet, I miss you too.
Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Keyboards, Electric Guitar, Digital Drums.
You can walk up to the sign but you don’t have to read it.
You can take the warning but you don’t have to heed it
You’re probably gonna do what you want to most
It’s only human nature
You’re driving in your car with your temp light flashin’
The fuel shows low but you don’t feel like gassin’
You’re thinkin’ ’bout your life, double yellow line passin’
It’s only human nature
Cross cut lies run across your face
You’re a radical intrusion on my personal space
But nothing really matters when you lack the grace
You’re a back stabbing two faced
Money grubbin’ cheapskate
Stripped down chocked up
Mamma’s little Gerber boy
Your cigarette’s shot, burned down, and you throw it
You reach for another but you try not to show it
You’re dying of cancer and you don’t even know it
It’s only human nature
Rolls of real estate around your waste
You live on carbohydrates cause you lack the taste
Your heart beats harder trying to keep the pace
You’re a no good, feel good
Lurkin’ in the neighborhood
Thoughtless autopilot
Victim of human nature
You Don’t wanna go against nature do ya?
Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Wah Wah Guitar
Accidents Will Happen:
Paul Poplawski: Lead Guitar
Gregor Alligator: Bass
Will Monson: Drums
LISTEN
I’ll scratch your back if you scratch mine
It would really help a lot
A little to the left now a little to the right
I know you can find the spot
And if you do this thing for me
I’ll do a thing for you
I’ll take you through to ecstasy
Just show me what to do
I’m reaching out to you
As you reach out to me
I mirror what you do
See what you see
But when I turn my back to you
You turn your back to me
If you don’t fix this itch I’ve got
I’ll never find relief
Ahh..that’s it, down a little
Now go!
[solo]
Mmmm…ahhh…oooookay
Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Classical & Electric Guitars, Airline Chord Organ, Jaymar Toy Piano, Harmony Hippos, Mellotron Sampler, Bass, Drums, Tambourine
You and I watching raspberry skies
Sunset is nice tonight
Through the trees, the rustling of leaves
Dance in the breeze sublime
I savor the taste
The time and the place
And hold it in a wish
Days will end
Again and again
But never be like this
You and I watching raspberry skies
Purples and reds and whites
Daylight, twilight, turns into night
Stars in the eastern sky
I savor the taste
The time and the place
And hold it in a wish
Nights will begin
Again and again
But never be like this
Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Whistling, Bass, Drums, Tambourine
Why Don’t you catch me tomorrow
I don’t wanna see anyone today
Things’ll be better on the morrow
It just works better that way
I know I said the same thing yesterday
But I felt the same way then too
And I can’t guarantee that next time
I won’t say the same to you
So many words left unspoken
But, in the end, it’s all the same
So why not leave the bond unbroken
Cast aside, A missing chain
The battle of words left unsoldiered
The spoils left unclaimed
And the waters just get colder
Swirling round, down the drain
Think you better catch me tomorrow
I don’t wanna see you today
Things’ll be better on the morrow
It just feels better that way
Tom Dougherty: Theremin
Hangnail Phillips: Guitars, Keyboards, Bass, Drums
Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Guitars, Bass
You drink fine wine lounging on your velvet couch
Gazing vaguely through the window at those below
They’re looking up wishing that they could be like you
But you’re living in a house of cards
Edge to edge they stand, two dimensional
Each one balanced so precariously
The courses climbing higher as if there was no end
Rising is the house of cards
‘Round and ’round they walk the grounds
Focusing their faith
Walls resound as trumpets sound
Shaking at the base
You drink fine wine lounging on your velvet couch
Gazing vaguely through the window at those below
You’ll be safe and sound in your Jericho
When the walls come tumbling down
Hangnail Phillips: Vocals, Classical Guitar, Electric Guitars, Organ, Mandolin, Drums, Bass
I’ll hold my breath
’til you say yes
But you just laugh at me
’cause I don’t know
What you know
That soon I’ll have to breathe
I fold my arms thinking I’m incredible
But I am just forestalling the inevitable
I don’t pry
Or question why
The story will unfold
’cause what will be
Will surely be
No matter how it’s told
And if I understand, well that’s incredible
I am just forestalling the inevitable
Things go past me right in stride
I’m along just for the ride
And I don’t like to add up all the costs
And if the details slip me by
I don’t care to wonder why
Everything will come out in the wash
We exercise
And watch our sides
And try not to get killed in our car
And if we’re good
Like Mother said we should
We will get real far
And if we live to a hundred, well that’s incredible
But we are just forestalling the inevitable
Duet with Jacque Varsalona, Boyd Holmes: Trumpet, Don Fangman:Trombone; Dean Sapp: Dobro; Gregor Alligator: Bass, Hangnail Phillips: The Rest
I’m trying just to clear the air
Put sunshine in my home
Threw open all the doors and windows
And let the mold be gone
I’m trying to find the fresher side
Step out in the yard
Discovering that a whole new world
Is really not that hard
The air breathes cleaner every breath I take
The sun shines brighter every step I take from you
I feel stronger when you’re furthest from my mind
I leave you far behind when I can
I’m diggin’ out the rake and spade
Time to turn the soil
I’m weeding out the ugly things
That set my blood to boil
I’m taking off my socks and shoes
Feel the dirt in my toes
I’m planting every seed I find
And watch my garden grow
Hangnail Phillips: All Parts
I don’t like to feel the winds of change
The subtle ache that says, “It’s the end”
You tell me, “It’s all fine.
Those days best left behind
Making way for memories anew”
I don’t like to feel the winds of change
Spiraling to find another way
I shouldn’t fear the end
There’s always yin and yang
Balancing everything we do
Hangnail’s Grandmother Rosa sings
Hangnail Phillips: Synthesizer
Hangnail Phillips is an ASCAP artist All Rights Reserved 2011
