I'm drinking bourbon and White Claw. I'm old and I'm young.
Feeling Bout as fresh as the last song I sung.
You people came to party. I came to get hung.
With the taste of Ambrosia still on my tongue.
The past likes to smoke, but the future drinks. So am I clever as I thinks. Oh, no.
The preacher stole the bible. The ref threw the game.
The prosecutor went and took all of the blame.
The alcohol is watered. The lions are tame.
The doctors roam the hospital itching to maim.
Shoot him once for staring. Twice if he blinks. So am I clever as I thinks. Oh, no.
The Scylla and Charybdis are shaking hands.
Feeling bout as needed as fresh demands.
You know the more you choke it the more it expands.
While Lucifer is heading the the Holy Lands.
Forget the lock picks, boys. We're cutting the links. So am I clever as I thinks. Oh, no.
from
Desert Claw Blues,
released April 22, 2022
Written and arranged by Jeremy Green & Chris Tubbs
Layer Cake is:
Chris Tubbs: Vocals, Guitar, Piano, Keyboards, Bass
Jeremy Green: Drums, Bass, Keyboards
Guest Musicians:
Lucas Watson: Guitar
Dustin Ragland: Keyboards
Engineered and produced by Jeremy Green & Chris Tubbs
Mixed and mastered by Dustin Ragland
Cover design by Mila Povorozniuk
Astronaut illustration by Adam Diakowski
© 2022 Layer Cake