1. Reflective Breakfast
2. Fata Morgana
3. Freddy The Chicken
4. The Handler
5. From: Me To: You
6. Wince Higgins
7. Pareidolia
8. Dayboiler
9. Ellis Island (Super 8 Blues)
10. Don't Go Gettin' Cocky (And Drinkin' All My Sake)


"Reflective Breakfast"

Up with the sun -
Up with the day -
Metal with metal - more metal.
Hard on the teeth, well the flesh yeah it seeks.
We scrape it all out 'til it's settled.
Keep in mind there comes a time
When you got to find out yourself.
(and that's alright)
Covered in frost.... covered in grey.
We make up stories and tell 'em.
Clever are those who would question the way...
We are inclined to upsell 'em.


"Fata Morgana"


It don't matter what you shake on the farm.
It only matters what you make on the farm.
City kids'll pay twice for that.
Out into the night be alright with that.
Farm busy but the grass is green.
Keep a young fucker in all he need.
It don't matter what you shake on the farm.
It only matters if you take 'em along.
(here's to livin' on the outside lookin' in)
It don't matter what you shake on the farm.
It only matter you ain't causing no harm.
(And if you don't drink beer in the shower then we prolly won't get along.)
Take time to come alive on the farm,
Don't let the outside set off your alarm.
Make a bundle and maybe go somewhere warm...
Take a holiday in the city maybe...
It don't matter what you shake on the farm.
It only matters what you make on the farm.
Take the action to shake the house -
Call one and all.... every last one in town.
(and when the money come back you and me baby we be makin' tracks...)
It don't matter what you make on the farm.
It only matters what you shake on the farm.


"Freddy The Chicken"


It was wonderful walking around in Pork Chopster
At that time of year.
We needed a sweater the locals complained -
But man we didn't care.
We ate three kinds of meat
Then a thrift store
Where I bought a shirt.
It was missing a button and I didn't notice.
We met with the limey and had us a time for a while...
The time it was nearing to see the big rock band so we got a cab.
We had a beer and we talked - decided to smoke in air...
boy it was great.
We then discussed with a chicken the must have for lifting the
mind that night....
If only we'd known of the magic in such a small prize.
Freddy - Freddy the Chicken.
Freddy - Freddy the Chicken.
We went inside and proceeded to drink in the way...
That we usually do when we know that we going to be
somewhere we're safe...
Turns out that Freddy had a slight joke at our expense.
ARGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!@@!!!!
(don't talk to no chickens)


"(don't fuck with) The Handler".


In the dead of night
When the mark will fight you!
You must first strike -
Take that first bite.
There will be no mercy for no one!
You will be.... Handled!
You'll be handled - You'll be touched.
In ways you never wanted much...
You'll be dealt with - feel that grip.
You've been handled with secret tip.
In the dead of night.
You've been taught a lesson man.
You've been handled by a pro.


"Wince Higgins"

Seven times seven times seven all day -
Everything is killer - Crawling up a drain.
Got more than you can stand - All tits no filler.
He'll execute command and he'll shit right where you stand.
Wince is a master - of keeping on track.
Poke it in the front while licking the back -
Sinister as fuck as he takes another stab -
He could fuck your sister uncle aunt and then you man.
And your dad.
Then your mom.
He got no scruples.
He's a god.
Duck and fuckin' cover it's a whorestorm baby.
Wince got love for all and he ain't fucking lazy -
Wince got monster balls and he's looking for some easy
Marching towards the sleaze with fistful of cheese!
Everyone is game - all game is fair
No matter what your face your ass - colour of your hair.
Keep your eyes wide - especially you big'uns.
Since you're the prime target of ol' Wince Higgins.


"Daybolier"

Can't you see the forest in those trees?
All the creatures peeking out to see...
The show.
Frees the mind so you can clearly be.....
The epic double feature
Repeat it all day long.
Prepare to press eject,
It's time to make another reason for the wrong.
This is where the forest creatures sing.
Out loud and all together now.


"Ellis Island (Super 8 Blues)"


You could be in Super 8 inhaling all the rot -
Be thankful every day the fact is that you're not.
When your time it come you better pick a winner.
Every eye on Ellis isle is lookin' at ya' sinner.
The BBQ is fine but not as good as you...
Sparkle white and gold behold the glory on that stool...
Money money Ellis Island honey you just took over my mind.
The stench of cougar blood is tickling the vein...
The lights and sounds in here can make a man insane.
Your viser glances up and then I meet your eye -
We have a special steak and then we go outside...
We got souvenirs of all that made it wrong.
Clearly though the best one is existence of this song.
Ellis Island man it's hard upon a man -
Only in the way a shitty super 8 so can


"Don't Go Gettin' Cocky (And Drinkin' All My Sake')"


There's a time to give it your best,
And there's another time to take a short rest.
And it's about time that we make a little something
A little something we can use to refuel.
Load the chamber and pass me the torch.
Boot up the files and let's put it in fourth.
Reload the chamber and pass it again.
There's a tiny chance we could end where we begin.

Come on come let's head to the room.
See if there ain't something we can get into bloom.
Conduct a survey then emit the right tone -
If we get it correct then we get closer to home.
There's some bottles on the table to share,
Don't go getting cocky and drinking more than fair.
We have a mission - we intend to persevere.
Despite the way we gimp ourselves and stink up all the air.

Don't go getting cocky and drinkin' all my sake Gus.
I see you're thinking 'bout it - don't do nothin' no no no - no no.
Don't go getting cocky and drinkin' all my sake boys.




Music written/recorded during the first two weeks of February 2017.
Vocals/lyrics & mixing during the last week of February 2017.

Made in St. John's, Newfoundland - Canada.

Cover by Jack & Eelanus


All songs, sounds and recording by Jack E. Tar

© Tapehead International 2017