Stale Wine, Loose Ends, and Porcelain Hearts

by Nathan Peek Band

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Track Name: Baton Rouge
All these graves are dug and grave diggers to pay
With no one to put in the ground today.
With all these holes in the roof with rain seeping through
Somehow you, you got through too.
But you treated me unkind, Baton Rouge
But I guess I treated you unkind too, Baton Rouge.
Somewhere in between the day and the night,
Somewhere someone's eyes adjust to the light.
And somewhere love astounds where love is due.
Well you don't care but I love you.
But you treated me unkind, Baton Rouge
But I guess I treated you unkind too, Baton Rouge.
And when you said if I should come back it'll be too soon,
Was that a joke? 'Cause baby it ain't cool
'Cause you treated me unkind, Baton Rouge
But I guess I treated you unkind too, Baton Rouge.
Track Name: Hard Enough to Hold
This beach goes on for miles. Let's sit down and rest a while.
Her hair was blonde before it turned to gray.
Life goes on at eighty two. Scared to death of what you might do,
I lost touch to always feel the same.
What to bury, what to plant,
And somewhere here beneath the sand.
She never wanted to grow old and bored with love,
Old and bored with love, I'm not around.
The doors we open are the hardest ones to close,
But still hard enough to hold down, down.
My friends went on and on about the one, the blue-eyed blonde.
I wondered why she was with someone like me.
I'd pick her up on Cherokee, far from the lights of the city
but everyone's in love at seventeen.
What to bury, what to plant
The broken glass beneath the sand
She never wanted to grow old and bored with love,
Old and bored with love, I'm not around.
The doors we open are the hardest ones to close,
But still hard enough to hold down.
I never wanted to grow old and bored with love,
Old and bored with love, no one around.
The doors we open are the hardest ones to close,
But still hard enough to hold down.
I never wanted to hold her down.
She never wanted to let me down, down.
Track Name: Nevermind the Poetry
It's not what it seems
You don't have to scream
You say lately I have changed
It's not like anything's the same
I wouldn't think about
kissing your potty mouth
It's true, sometimes people change
In the arms of complete strangers
It's you who's never happy
She's just a friend I couldn't make happy
Seeing things you can't explain,
you can follow smoke without a flame,
you can hear what people talk about,
but give me the benefit of the doubt
'Cause you've got nothing on me
nevermind the poetry,
the one glass slipper for two feet
That move one at a time
I apologize,
though I don't know why
Suspect with a broken shoe
always speaks highly of you
Oh enough's enough
No one's roughing anyone up
It seems you won't be satisfied
until you have proof I lied
After all, I'm still in love with you
And yes you know I mean you
CHORUS
Do you want to hear my side of the story
though sometimes the truth might sound boring
Do you want to know just where I've been
when I wasn't beside you from day's start to end
Do you want to know where my mind goes
There's somethings even you don't have to know
CHORUS
Track Name: Ten Years
Ten long years, it feels like nine. I can't believe I'm still a nobody.
I was born on the eighth day of July.
Whatever happened to Timothy Lee? R.S.V.P. He made parole.
Let's hear it for the class of ninety five.
Well if we made it to see ten years, surely we can make it to twenty five
before I have to lay my eyes on you.
You couldn't speak way back then, Ms. Valedictorian.
Well when you've got everything you want, you've got everything to lose.
With a GPA of one point three, it must have been hard to see me leave.
They had tricks up their sleeves like library fees?geez Louise!
My old man, I proved him wrong. He couldn't believe that one could fail gym class.
Well there should be a grade for rock n'roll.
My mama's just happy that I got out, daddy cut off my financial aid,
my sister gets all of his money when he goes.
The older I get, the less I was. The less I am, the older I get.
Bob got married and Tiffany works at a bank.
Stamps no longer sees that poofy red-haired girl and Danny went to war. Now he's M.I.A.
And I'm still S.O.L. in the U.S.A.
Ten long years, it feels like nine. I can't believe I'm still a nobody.
I was born on the eighth day of July.
Whatever happened to Timothy Lee? R.S.V.P. He made parole.
Let's hear it for the class of ninety five.
Track Name: It's All Right to Be Proud
ow I've been talking too much
People say that I do
But baby you are a locked door
I couldn't break into
Confessions of a caged mind,
one she could not leave alone
The car wasn't mine
but the gun I own
I am a state dependent, I am my mother's son
My father's first born and first forgotten
I am your baby's daddy, or so the test confirmed
I am yours to push around
but I am not ashamed to be proud
I didn't hurt anyone
You should've seen 'em scared
That's right I said I'm a
redneck romeo in wrangler jeans
and clean under
Where do I find my Juliet
Oh I bet she's high
'cause I'm so low
A star on the evening news,
how could you tell me no
I am a state dependent, I am my mother's son
My father's first born and first forgotten
I am your baby's daddy, I saw the test results
I am the property of county correctional
I like my cellmate here on my block
He calls me 'handsome', he lets me talk
My pretty mouth, well it never stops
Seven-foot-two in just his socks
and I leap and jump when he says "hop"
and behind a door that they keep locked,
well we've got a bunk-bed, we sleep on top
I look good in chains, I look better in your arms
I look good in chains, I look better in yours'
I don't like these chains, now on this prison floor
I don't like these chains, nor do I you anymore
Talk to the kids I'm feeding, talk to your bling-bling
Talk to the hand 'cause the heart ain't listening
I know you turned me in after you turned me down
You're the talk of the town,
but it's all right to be proud
Track Name: Nashville (See if I care)
The blue-eyed beauty in the black strapless dress
shot gunning beer, well I must confess
I think I could love her given the chance
She gave me a smile, she gave me her name
and one sweet nothing later we were boarding a plane
for New York City with a stop in Baltimore

When she talks she never shuts up
so talk all night darling, I can’t get enough
She lays her head against mine, asleep at the bar
Chicago blows a three to one lead
She says she’s gotta be moving on to Nashville Tennessee
I strike out again, I guess the curse goes on

So go on to Nashville, see if I care
Life is too short, why should it be fair?
Home is in Nashville and I can’t compare
Go on to Nashville, see if I care

She’s the arm on the clock that never sits still
She’s the steel in my chest that makes the pain real
I bought her flowers so I’d never tell

So go on to Nashville, see if I care
Life is too short, why should it be fair?
Home is in Nashville and I can’t compare
Go on to Nashville, see if I care

Her love is like a shot of Novocain
You don’t even remember being given the thing
and when it wears off all you feel is the pain

So it’s goodbye to New York and Baltimore’s a dream
and who knew that butterflies could fly at thirty thousand feet
while angels in Nashville walk on the ground?
And on the way home she ran out of things to say
So what if she plays dumb? I’d be the fool who let her get away

So go on to Nashville, see if I care
Life is too short, why should it be fair?
Home is in Nashville and I can’t compare
Miss me in Nashville with what love you can spare
but you can’t miss what wasn’t there
Go on to Nashville, see if I care
Track Name: Mister Brown's Black Leather Boots
Die happy if they let you,
live life hard, Mister Brown
No it never seemed to make much sense
but the view can't be seen until the walls come down
In a one bedroom apartment where eminence comes to shrink
Everything saved is all that he owns
Memories in the kitchen sink
Watch them go down the drain
Well I can stand on my own but can I stand the pain
Married his self a woman, divorced a loaded gun
kept at the pit of his back, never fired
She claims she never meant to hurt no one
But it never should've been so easy to lose all his friends
Some left town and some stuck around
Some he never saw again
Lord ain't that a shame
Well I can stand on my own but can I stand the pain
She said he snuck out at midnight, a wolf among the sheep,
Stole a neighbor's car, held up a quicky mart,
and did all of this in his sleep
He comes to me with a nervous grin
He says, "man you know me better than that"
What happened next I forget, he lit a cigarette
hell he smoked the whole damn pack
each one up in flames
Well I can stand on my own but can I stand the pain
He tried to make his wife happy, she said he wasn't the man she knew
Nightmare or curse, try living your worst
and you go on and tell me what it does to you
Still he said, "honey, sugar, peaches, or darling,
baby I'll do what you ask"
So she gave it some thought and list he got
She said, "obey these ten rules and you can come back"
They read one, "you're done when I say you're done"
Two, "you're through when I say you're through"
Three, "you'd better love me"
Four , "you'd better need me"
Five, "you'd better miss me when I'm through with you"
Six, "pretend you could've had your pick"
Seven, "money always does the trick"
Eight, "don't ever touch me"
Nine, "don't ever touch me"
Ten, "I said, 'no' so touch yourself"
Doing it to this day
But I can stand on my own since I sent her away
Track Name: Yer Flo Blues
Love is kerosene in a dark house. Everything inside is old and worn out.
But given the chance for her I’d shine like new. She’s my gold fleur des lei; I’m her flo blue.
So sad and lonely when we’re apart, be careful when you handle this porcelain heart.
You see, it’s held together with super-glue. She’s my gold fleur des lei; I’m her flo blue.
A little chipped, my color’s starting to fade, please I can be fixed don’t throw me away.
I’ve been waiting for a love like you. She’s my gold fleur des lei; I’m her flo blue.

Yes Mister Colley, you have some nice things but I’m not sure that I belong
amidst all the dust and the rusty handcuffs. Will she take me home?
I hope that you take me home with you.

This rare kind of love won’t depreciate. The sugar and the creamer you cannot separate.
It’s clear as crystal to see through, the sugar’s sweet on the creamer and the creamer is stuck on you.
China, Austria, Old Paris, a Grandmother’s cellar somewhere in Kentucky,
I’ve come a long way to sit next to you. Between the milk glass S and P…me, flo blue.

Yes Mister Colley, you have some nice things but I can’t stay for very long.
Maybe when you go off to San Francisco these antiques will get up and
walk out on their own.

Love is kerosene in a dark house. Everything inside is old and worn out.
One of a kind and I love you. She’s my gold fleur des lei; I’m her flo blue.
One of a kind and I love you. She’s my gold fleur des lei; I’m her flo blue.
Track Name: Money Spent
Mama is a sweet-pill, a sweet pill, one for forty winks
Looking for a new deal, a new deal, another boat to sink.
Hired sticky fingers, fingers, counting daddy's cash
Yeah he'd drive to reach her, reach her, says he can't afford the gas
Are we getting smarter? Are we just playing dumb?
That's no educated waste, man. That's a waste of a son.
I've always heard the mind's the last to go,
so if we've got any left don't let anyone know,
because we've come this far, now with nothing to show but
money spent, money spent, what you see is what you get.
Leading who we follow, follow, down a crooked path
Stealing what we borrow, borrow. Yeah we never pay it back.
Hired sticky fingers, fingers, run daddy's machine
Mama, have you seen her, seen her? The cops are on the scene.
Are we getting smarter? Are we just playing dumb?
That's no educated waste, man. That's a waste of a son. (I am still your son)
I've always heard the mind's the last to go,
so if we've got any left don't let anyone know,
because we've come this far, now with nothing to show but
money spent, money spent, what you see is what you get.
We're your ties that bind.
We're your contribution to a world we never asked to enter,
will not leave and cannot afford to stay.
Track Name: Say You'll Stay
Sometimes all we do is fight
Sometimes she finds herself alone
Sometimes my feet feel light,
head heavy as a stone
Say you'll stay
Say you'll stay
and if the water comes up to the top of the porch
we're all gonna wash away
If the water comes up to the top of the porch
Just ourselves to blame
Come and go but no one stays here
Take your mama's diamond ring
and say you're gonna marry me
You're gonna take everything
If it's okay with you I guess it's fine with me
Say you'll stay
Say you'll stay
and when the water comes up to the top of the porch
we're all gonna wash away
When the water comes up to the top of the porch
I know who you're gonna blame
Come and go but no one stays here
Heart swings like a ball on a chain
Come and go but no one stays here