Rebel Soul

RELEASE DATE:
November 19, 2012
TRACKLISTING:
Chickens In The Pen

Chickens In The Pen

The mule keeps kickin’ the chickens in the pen

Half a million miles from the devil’s den
We could scoot it on over to the Dew Drop Inn
And if we do drop in we gonna have us a time
Yeah we gonna pour some wine
Uh oh we gonna have us a time

The mule keeps kickin’ the chickens in the pen
Let’s rock all night and then do it again
The clock keeps tickin’, the cock can’t win
Let’s rock all night and then do it again

Sittin’ pretty, pretty on the top of the pile
We gonna cool rock ski for a country mile
And if a country mile don’t get us in line
Yeah we gonna pour some wine
Uh oh we gonna have us a time

The mule keeps kickin’ the chickens in the pen
Let’s rock all night and then do it again
The clock keeps tickin’, the cock can’t win
Let’s rock all night and then do it again

Baby let me love you let me take you higher
Sing ya sweet praise like a gospel choir
Baby let me love you let me take you higher
Come on girl let’s set the woods on fire
Come on, yeah, come on

The mule keeps kickin’ the chickens in the pen
Let’s rock all night and then do it again
The clock keeps tickin’, the cock can’t win
Let’s rock all night and then do it again

Let's Ride

Let's Ride

Used as a scapegoat taped to the wall
Bruised and abused on some foreign soil
Trained to kill baby, that’s what we do
And programmed to bleed red white and blue

C’mon and grab your guns let’s ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I’ll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight’s the night we fight or die

Grab your guns son said we headed for war
Like your uncle JT done years before
No pussy no dope this ain’t Saigon
But keep your heads up for roadside bombs

C’mon and grab your guns let’s ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I’ll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight’s the night we fight or die

Even in darkness you’re my strength my soul my will to survive
But in this fight I stand ready to die

C’mon and grab your guns let’s ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I’ll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight’s the night we fight or die

3 CATT Boogie

3 CATT Boogie

I’m hittin’ heavy, I’m swingin’ low
Slow and steady, I don’t know
Who can go the distance when karma comes gunnin’ for you?
You can say what you want baby, but there ain’t nothin’ we can do

Now the preacher man’s yellin’ that Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s sellin’ us a one-world nation
Banks hedgin’ bets for the next generation
And all while buildin’ us a big space station

I bought a Chevy in Idaho
Hey where I’m headed, I don’t know
But my existence is a glorified story of the truth
They can talk all they want baby, but that’s all they ever do

Now the preacher man’s yellin’ that Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s sellin’ us a one-world nation
Banks hedgin’ bets for the next generation
And Wall Street’s stirrin’ up the whole situation

So come and catch me, if you can
Maybe Egypt or Iran
Startin’ revolutions baby, hey that’s what I do
You can be who you want momma, but it’s better being you

Now the preacher man’s yellin’ that Book of Revelation
And Uncle Sam’s sellin’ us a one-world nation
Banks hedgin’ bets for the next generation
And Bobby’s upset cuz there ain’t nothin’ changin’
There ain’t nothin’ changin’

Detroit, Michigan

Detroit, Michigan

Talkin’ ‘bout soul, soul, soul
Hey Memphis
Talkin’ ‘bout rock n roll
Hey Texas
New York City’s uptown grooves
A little Mississippi Delta blues
Flossin’ Austin and the Boston Pops
And everybody knows that Cleveland rocks

Talkin’ ‘bout girls, girls, girls
California
Talkin’ ‘bout fine, fine girls
Oklahoma
A downtown Nashville honky-tonk
Some big fat back beat DC funk
Jacksonville and the Southern rock
In New Orleans the party never stops

Detroit, Michigan

Ya heard about Marvin Gaye, we got him
Can I get a witness?
Talkin’ bout Hitsville USA we got it
How sweet it is
We got those fine, fine super Supremes
The kind of girls ya see in your dreams
When ya hear our thunderin’ sound
Ya know it comes from Detroit town

Talkin’ ‘bout Rosa Parks we sent her
Talkin’ ‘bout Henry Ford the inventor
Talkin’ ‘bout Aretha yeah we got her
The Queen of Soul
Bob Seger yeah we got him
And that old time rock n roll
Slim Shady set the world on fire
The Big Three baby and the finest cars
George Clinton’s P Funk all stars
We spend our days on the line and our nights in the bars

Detroit, Michigan

Rebel Soul

Rebel Soul

I feel the world is cheatin’
My heart is barely beatin’
Like a lone wolf in the pack

No one to believe in
Tryin’ to fight these demons
Where I’m going’s where I’m at

Like high plains drifters
And midnight misters
Dancin’ with the devil’s rock n roll
Dirt poor playboys
And drug store cowboys
Hey, rebel soul

I’ve been a man of reason
Only to end up even
I’ve paid the price of givin’ back

Low down and double dealing
Up on the mountain kneeling
I feel your love is just a trap

Like high plains drifters
And midnight misters
Siftin’ through the devil’s pot o’ gold
Dirt poor playboys
And drug store cowboys
Hey, rebel soul

I feel just like I’m trapped by nighttime
I sleep with one eye open in the day
I’ve walked the wrong way but I’ve walked a long way

Touched by the hand of treason
I’m through with not believin’
I’m leavin’ town my bags are packed

And if you feel the need when
You finally find your feelings
You’ll know just where to find me at

With high plains drifters
And midnight misters
Dancin’ with the devil’s rock n roll
Dirt poor playboys
And drug store cowboys
Hey, rebel soul

God Save Rock n Roll

God Save Rock n Roll

Boy next door not too complacent
Lost till he found how to pound the pavement
He walked like a saint lost far in a world of sin

No mama to assure his situation
A misfit piss poor education
He talked a big game but never could seem to win

And southwest Detroit ain’t a place to talk no trash
You can throw some dap but it’s best not to flash no cash
You grow up quick, fightin’ for the upper end of lower class
And sometimes ya feel like sand in an hour glass
Hey there young man, you better dig down deep in your soul
You better learn to play and pray God save rock n roll

He got a four-piece band for his graduation
A second hand van and they toured the nation
But no one seemed to ever wanna sing a long

They headed out west to find salvation
But the Sunset Strip’s a big temptation
The girls and cocaine seemed to write every song

But east LA ain’t a place to talk no trash
You can play for tips but how long can that life last
You grow up quick, writin’ checks your ass can’t cash
And sometimes ya feel like life’s movin’ way too fast
Hey there young man, you better dig down deep in your soul
You better find your way and pray God save rock n roll

Yeah God, save rock n roll
If you could find a way I swear I won’t sell my soul
Hey God, save rock roll
Pave the way and hey God save rock n roll

He got pegged to be the next sensation
A big fat check for his aggravation
And a renegade spot tucked way high up in the hills

His songs played strong on every station
And MTV in full rotation
And his garage was filled up with big Cadillac DeVilles

He sold his soul it was fabrication
Found success but lost his patience
Cuz livin’ on the road ain’t all it’s cracked up to be

He got dropped in the middle of consolidation
His wife took half and then taxation
Left him right back at the alter on his knees

And southwest Detroit ain’t a place to talk no trash
Hey mister big shot, how’s it feel to be back?
Yeah you made it, became a member of the upper class
Forgot your roots and made everybody kiss your ass
Hey there young man, I bet ya never thought you'd get this old
I’m still tryin’ to be, I’m still singin’ in key, I’m still livin’ free
So fuck you all I said long live rock n roll!

Happy New Year

Happy New Year

Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Let’s raise a glass, here’s to you dear
Now I was hoping that I'd find you here
Just to wish you a Happy New Year

Kiss me pretty, kiss me pretty
When that ball drops on New York City
When that clock strikes I’ll pull you near
Just to wish you Happy New Year

I’ll quit smokin’, I’ll quit eatin’
I’m not jokin’, I’ll quit cheatin’
I’ll quit cursin’, I’ll quit drinkin’
I’ll be a better person, but tonight I’m thinkin’

Let’s get shit faced, let’s get shit faced
Let’s get into trouble, let’s get outta this place
And I’ll have faith in the coast that you clear
Say you love me, Happy New Year

Where’s my car keys? Where’s my car keys?
My place ain’t too far, we can crawl on our knees
What we’re feelin’ we can’t do here
Sexual healing Happy New Year

I know your thinkin’ I must be crazy
Don’t sweat that small stuff, kiss me baby
Yeah it’s September, but with you here
Every night is a Happy New Year

Happy New Year Happy New Year
Let’s raise a glass, cheers to you dear
I’m so glad that I found you here
So you could be my Happy New Year

Celebrate

Celebrate

Everlasting things that most can’t see
Fads and fashion never meant that much to me
Ain’t worth askin’ girl we could have it all
Shotgun blastin’ havin’ ourselves a ball

I know it’s late but your daddy’s not done yet
So let’s rock this spot till the sunset

I wanna celebrate
Rock, rock the whole night away
Hey we gonna celebrate yeah, yeah, yeah

Show me your bad side girl let’s funk around
Move to the inside now baby let me break it down
It’s that feeling that just can't be denied
And I been pheenin’ that little tight uhmp and big blue eyes

I know it’s late but your daddy’s not done yet
So let’s rock this spot till the sunset

I wanna celebrate
Baby, no it can’t wait
Hey we gonna celebrate yeah, yeah, yeah

Momma’s in the kitchen cookin’ crawfish pie
Daddy’s by the river watchin’ fish swim by

I wanna celebrate yeah, yeah, yeah

The Mirror

The Mirror

I been known to fight the good fight
I been known to walk alone
I been known to stay out all night
Drinkin’ wine and gettin’ stoned

I feel like you’re not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I’m gonna be left here on my own
I feel like I’m not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone

I was born into the good life
I have owned a wretched soul
I was thrown into the dark night
Where I roamed with no control

I feel like you’re not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I’m gonna have to face this on my own
I feel like I’m not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone

I feel like you’re not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I’m gonna be left here on my own
I feel like I’m not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone

Mr. Rock n Roll

Mr. Rock n Roll

He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind
He far and wide but still hard to find
He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom

He sang Long Tall Sally and Sweet Sixteen
Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene
He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans

Mr. Hiatus won’t ya save us from your radio
Cuz these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll

He sang Jailhouse Rock and Peggy Sue
Rock Around the Clock and Blue Suede Shoes
And still there ain’t no cure for the Summertime Blues

He took the Mississippi Queen to Katmandu
A Stairway to Heaven and yelled Hey Jude
So tell me Proud Mary now Who Do You Love?

Mr. Hiatus won’t ya save us from your radio
Cuz these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll

Save me
Love me till the day I die take me to the mountain high
Baby
Guide me through the great divide and lay me by the ocean side
So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll

He said Hey Good Lookin’, What’s Going On
A whole lotta shakin’ and a simple song
And still there Ain’t No Mountain High Enough

He said Walk This Way Up Around the Bend
Cuz up there we Won’t Get Fooled Again
And yes, he gets high with a little help from his friends

Mr. Hiatus won’t ya save us from your radio
Because these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul
Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show
So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll

Cucci Galore

Cucci Galore

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Everybody naked in the hot tub
Everybody want a baby oil back rub
Drinkin’ Champagne from your belly button
Lickin’ it up like wine
Everybody wanna make it with a playmate
Everybody wanna drive through the front gate
In a jet black Lamborghini
Leopard print fur lined

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Everybody wearin’ edible bikinis
Everybody want a chocolate martini
Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug
Afternoon delight
Hangin’ out with Hef down in the grotto
Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio
Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde
Caught a bunny in a lie

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

What the fuck d’you say?
Bitch, go get your clothes
Hell no, you can’t sleep here
Huh, me?
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
Bitch, my name is Bobby Shazam

Pamela’s here hangin’ with a douchebag
I’m sippin’ on a full fifth of Red Stag
Short stories and a couple of vials
Detroit city style!!

Don’t you wanna go down?
Come on, come on, come on

My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore

Redneck Paradise

Redneck Paradise

I like moonshine whiskey
I like home made wine
I don’t look for greener grass
Home grown suits me just fine
Welcome to my shanty
Drop by anytime
I bet you’ll like my Redneck Paradise

Redneck Paradise
It’s a hole in the wall kinda small but the people are real nice
And folks in here they’s free and clear
To drink beer and dance all night, that’s right
And no one’s uptight in Redneck Paradise

Now I might get a little tipsy
I might be past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I’ll show you a real big time
You don’t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin’ in Redneck Paradise

And the things we like don’t cost a lot of money
Good foot stompin’ music gets us by
Measure up our wealth in friends and family
We’re gonna hit them honky tonks tonight

Down in Redneck Paradise
It’s a hole in the wall kinda small just look for the red light
And have no fear you’re free and clear to get wild and rock all night
We don’t bite
Cuz we get down right in Redneck Paradise

Down in Redneck Paradise
It’s a hole in the wall kinda small but the people are real, real nice
And when you’re here you’re free and clear to do what most ever you like, all night
So rock on through to Redneck Paradise

Down in Redneck Paradise
It’s a hole in the wall kinda small but the people are real nice
And when you’re here you’re free and clear to drink beer and dance all night, that’s right
Cuz no one’s uptight in Redneck Paradise
So rock on through to Redneck Paradise

Cocaine and Gin

Cocaine and Gin

Well she’s the match that I hold in my fingers
And I’m lettin’ it burn to the nail
And I know it’s a pain that'll linger
It’s a woman like that sends a good man to jail

And now the cocaine and gin’s got me spinnin’
Left in the old lost n found
If sorrow’s a game then I’m winnin’
Won't you please, set my feet on the ground

So I sat and I thought for a long time
Prayin’ on what I might do
God you never did give me the answer
And I can’t stand the thought of another with you

And now the cocaine and gin’s got me spinnin’
Left in the old lost n found
If sorrow’s a game then I’m winnin’
Won't you please, set my feet on the ground

Thank you for everything momma
For tryin’ to raise me up well
And I’m sorry I did what I had to do
It’s a woman like that sends a good man to hell

And now the cocaine and gin’s got me spinnin’
Left in the old lost n found
If sorrow’s a game then I’m winnin’
Won't you please, set my feet on the ground

Midnight Ferry

Midnight Ferry

I’m leavin’ town this morning
Back on a midnight ride
No destination weary
Caught in the same old stride
And oh my lord I’ll see you
Ruined by the way
Only to remember
The sideways sins of yesterday

Summertime in Denver
Gonna see some friends of mine
I may hide there ‘til September
Fore the leaves begin to die
It don’t even matter
The poets seldom heard
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world

Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey

Touching down in Memphis
Gonna find some blue suede shoes
And even though it may seem senseless
It’s all that I can do
It don’t even matter
The preachers seldom heard
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world

Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey

And it’s my last trip through Detroit
Gonna drown away this pain
I got no one left to live for
And no one left to blame
It don’t even matter
I don’t want the last word
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world

Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey

It don’t even matter
I don’t want the last word
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
I’m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world