“YOUR FIRST DRUG” LIVE AUG. 25 SULLEN ACOUSTIC

“YOUR FIRST DRUG” LIVE AUG. 25 SULLEN ACOUSTIC

Sep 02

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BACK_02DAVE CAHILL – “YOUR FIRST DRUG” (SULLEN)

Live August 25, 2011 at Pearly Baker’s in Easton, PA

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When I was about 18 years old, I began performing solo acoustic shows anywhere I could.  Back then I did not sing, and to be honest, singing always scared the mixolydian out of me.  After a few years of playing live shows as a solo musician, I began to develop a unique style that continues to evolve to this day.  I performed for people from all walks of life.  From enthusiastic dive-bar drunkards, spitting with excitement, exclaiming that they love what I do, and belligerently asking me to have a beer with them,  to wealthy have-it-alls telling me all about their “connected” uncle who would get me a record deal with one phone call.  Every show had its characters.  There is quite a varying assortment of human beings on this planet, each with a complex array of thoughts, feelings and personality traits.  I feel very fortunate to have met so many great people through performing live, encountering each other in some of the most bizarre circumstances imaginable.  Regardless, I continued to perform my solo act and eventually began singing in 2008.  I will admit, I was pretty terrible at first.  I had no formal training or ever tried doing any sort of proper vocal muscle exercise in my life.  I did not have a clue as to how to sing, or what to do, and still don’t to this day.  I just knew that I could write a great song, and that I had more than enough to say about this world and my place in it.  I could feel my fingers twitching with excitement, anticipating the inevitable beginning of a new chapter in my life and in the songs I write.

acoustic_01Fast forward to today and I still perform my solo act, although nowadays I spend most of my musical time with my band, THE ALMIGHTY TERRIBLES. I only perform solo occasionally, but you can always catch me performing solo at least once a month at Pearly Baker’s Alehouse in Easton, PA. This recording of  “YOUR FIRST DRUG” is from my most recent performance at Pearly’s on August 25, 2011.

I thought this night was interesting, although I do admit, the lack of enthusiasm from the crowd made me worry a bit.  I was very excited for the show leading up to the moment I began playing, but I was extremely exhausted from the amount time and energy I spent that week at my day job.  The crowd was a little loud, and not too many seemed to be paying attention to what I was doing or saying, except of course for some of the die hard friends who come out to almost every show.  These friends always know how to make me feel like the songs are the only thing that matters at that time.  Makes me feel a little less marooned standing up on stage, alone, with my guitar and numerous, malfunctioning foot pedals.  The great friends that constantly come out are by far the best part about performing.  No words can describe the feeling I get when I hear some of them singing along to word I wrote.  It is really a special feeling.  I also appreciate how they enjoy the songs enough to come out to dozens and dozens of live shows.  It is for that reason that I try and mix things up constantly on stage by implementing improvisation and spur of the moment guitar trickery.  What can I say?  It’s fun.

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Anyway, for whatever reason that evening, I decided to perform “YOUR FIRST DRUG” at half the tempo that I usually play it at.  I never tried playing it that way before, but as soon as I hit the first few notes I was immediately entangled by a deep connection to the song and the very moment at hand.  It was like a dark, subtle fog that blanketed pedals_04the room, and all I could see in front of me was waves of murky clouds, tumbling one after another in front of me.  They enchanted me with their transparent, querulous dance.  When I opened my eyes, a strange, geometric pattern of dark purple puzzle pieces made of light utterly engulfed my vision as I strummed the last note, and sang the final three words of the song.  Something strange and mysterious happened during those eight and a half minutes, sadly, I don’t even think anyone else in the room had any idea about what had just happened.  At least it was recorded, I hope you enjoy it.

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All well…it was time to start the next song anyway.

“YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW” UNRELEASED DEMO

“YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW” UNRELEASED DEMO

Aug 27

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DAVE CAHILL – “YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW”

©2011 DAVE CAHILL (ASCAP) UNRELEASED DEMO RECORDING

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ohioI wrote this political song while attending a guitar workshop with Tim Reynolds at Jorma Kaukonen’s Fur Peace Ranch in Ohio.  Although my entire experience at FPR was filled with abundant love and happiness, I was inspired to let out my frustration and dissatisfaction with the way things were going in our country.  It was my frustration with those who acknowledge the problems we face, yet continue to ignore them and pretend they don’t exist.  So, carrying these heavy feelings, I walked my acoustic guitar into a secluded area, sat down on a stone bench underneath some trees and began writing this aggressive song on a beautiful, sunny day in March.   Perhaps it was because I was at such a lovely place that maybe it was my mind’s way of detoxifying my thoughts, because the words just poured out into my lyric book in a matter of a few moments.  Either way, when I returned from the guitar workshop, I was excited to record “You Don’t Want To Know”.  I recorded bits and pieces of this song from the summer of 2009 all the way to late 2010, adding parts and removing parts as I went along.  This is only a rough demo version and I do plan on recording the real version in the near future, either as a solo artist or with my band, THE ALMIGHTY TERRIBLES.

 

LYRICS FROM “WE’RE NOT THE ONLY ONES”

LYRICS FROM “WE’RE NOT THE ONLY ONES”

Aug 26

We're Not the Only Ones

© 2011 DAVE CAHILL (ASCAP)

ALL MUSIC & LYRICS WRITTEN BY DAVE CAHILL

PRODUCED BY DAVE CAHILL

CO-PRODUCED BY BRIAN HERMAN

TRACK 13 PRODUCED BY BRIAN HERMAN

RECORDED & ENGINEERED BY BRIAN HERMAN SMT STUDIOS IN NYC.

“ALGORITHM”

Outside, is looking kind of different, then yesterday, but hold on just a minute, while I catch my breath, I’ve been running all around, to find you, just so I can tell you a…

Secret, about me, you didn’t, want to believe, but you did, anyway, now I’m scared, that you’ll run away.

All alone in a corner, somewhere that’s isolated. Some say, I’m a loner, it gets lonely in my head. Do you really love me? Or do you just love the idea of me?

Last call, everybody scurries to drink, at the bar, nothing really matters, at this hour, you’ll dance the night away with us, and now, our, ears ring as I whisper you a…

Secret, to expand your, consciousness, understanding, complex, algorithms, present, all around us.

What makes the world spin, and what will happen next? When I am gone, who will write you all these love songs? And, are you afraid of dying? Or do you believe we’re invincible? Invincible…Invincible…Invincible…

Last verse, before we pack up our gear, and disperse, a cloud of smoke surrounds us, as we depart, the crowd is growing by the mile, so we thought, we should let them in on a…

Secret, melodies, embedded, in their dreams, we perform, for our friends, that we adore, this song is for them.

To the girl in the corner, hanging with her drunk boyfriend, to the lady in the front row, slurring every word that she said. Now come on let’s all go get high, so I can finally, go…to…

Bed, let’s go to bed, let’s go to bed, let’s go to bed, let’s go to bed, bed, bed, bed….let’s go to…bed.

“DON’T YOU KNOW?”

This is a cry for help, I don’t know how much longer, I can last with myself. Have you ever felt this way? Or am I just the only one? Or am I just a lonely boy, who’s lost and wants to find his way back home?

Kiss me, while I hold you in my arms. Is this just a dream? Reality is so cruel to me. Have you ever stayed up all night, crying over someone who’s at home crying over you? Sadness spreads like wild fire, burning in my heart.

It’s so, hard to fall in love, these days, don’t you know? It’s so, hard to fall in love, these days, don’t you know?

Thank you for being there for me. Romantic complexity, it stalks you like a shadow. You know we’re not alone, we are all in this together, and we’re in for nasty weather. Raining down, from the heavens, soaking everything that you own.

It’s so, hard to fall in love, these days, don’t you know? It’s so, hard to fall in love, these days, don’t you know?

“BLOOD FOR FUEL”

There’s a war, going on, against those that don’t agree, with the way we invade countries, pretending to spread democracy. Imagine if, foreign soldiers, came a knockin’-knockin’ on your door. They’ll break in and kick you mother, as she’s bleeding on the floor.

But that’s not all, they’ve got their ways, drown you thirty three times a day. You’ll say just about anything, just to live another day. The TV news, filled with deception, alters every ones perception. He, who counts the votes, controls the outcome of the election.

Soldier, lay down your arms, and open your mind, the war machine’s fueled by your blood, and the blood of innocent victims. Without your blood, the war machine can’t run.

Toss your fucking TV goodbye, no more flickering, blinking lies. It’s called programming for a reason, like black spray paint on your third… I can see through you, hollow shell of human tissue. You’re no longer the same person that I knew, I’m gonna miss you.

A small group of wealthy swindlers, interbreeding with each other; They believe their blood is superior, it really makes you wonder. That could be how, wicked devils, try to knock you down, they like to laugh and revel, and they think you’re fucking stupid, and they think you’re a fucking pig.

Soldier, lay down your arms, and open your mind, the war machine’s fueled by your blood, and the blood of innocent victims. Without your blood, the war machine can’t run.

Truth to power, the spirit of change… Truth to power, the spirit of change… Blood for fuel.

Soldier, wrapped in a flag, deep underground, he died for a fucking lie. Soldier, lay down your arms, and open your mind, the war machine’s fueled by your blood, and the blood of innocent victims. Without your blood, the war machine can’t run.

“ESCAPE”

Incredible, feeling inside. Let’s toss and turn, we’ll dance all night. Impossible, to ignore you, the way you smile, the way you move.

Your trust in me, no matter what. Some people thought, you would have given up. They said we wouldn’t, they hoped we couldn’t, now look at us, don’t you just love it?

Time stands still, imagination, you sparkle like a diamond. Make me proud, don’t give into temptation. Just keep your head up in the clouds, with me,

Majestic glow, from above. What to believe, when we make first contact? Our visitors, don’t understand, why we have guns, drawn on ourselves.

They speak to you, with static voices, it makes you tremble, you start to stutter. “We do you want with us?” “What did you come here for?” “Take me with you, goodbye Earth, I’m gonna miss you.”

Time stands still, imagination, you sparkle like a diamond. Make me proud, don’t give into temptation. Just keep your head up in the clouds, with me,

The things we take for granted, the days we feel alone, a sparrow watches over us. Has life lost all its meaning? Any sense of purpose at all?

The walls are closing, in around us. Don’t you wonder, how did we get here? Do you feel the, way I…feel?

Time stands still, imagination, you sparkle like a diamond. Make me proud, don’t give into temptation. Just keep your head up in the clouds, with me.

“MEDICINE”

You’re the most beautiful girl that I ever did see. It’s the way you are, the way you talk to me. And, I know, that I can be a handful, and, I know, that I can make you upset, but, please believe, that I’m trying. It’s so damn hard, to make, everyone happy.

They say, “You’ll go crazy in a day.” But I said, that those people were just empty, empty, empty. And, you know, my greatest desires, and, you know, what I fear the most, but, please believe, that I am trying. It’s so damn hard, to make everyone happy.

What is happy? Where’s the joy? Am I destined to be alone? Where’s the medicine? I need medicine. The kind that takes away, all of the pain. Yes my heart, is split in two, and I don’t know, what to do, with myself.

What is happy? Where’s the joy? Am I destined to be alone? Where’s the medicine? I need medicine. The kind that takes away, all of the pain. Yes my heart is split in two, and I don’t know, what to do… Yes my heart is split in two, and I don’t know, what to do with myself…myself…myself…. with myself, with myself, with myself.

“METHODOLOGY”

Are you ready to see things, the way that I see things? And if you want to be like me, I suggest you seek therapy. Take a risk and cut off all your ties, Go head first as you go down the slide. But don’t let it get in your head, it will eat you alive, my friend.

‘Cause there’s a message from above, The aliens are warning us… If we don’t stop, we will destroy ourselves, I think enough is enough, enough is enough.

Doll yourself up just go outside, Blue streaks cover the bags under your eyes. And I can’t believe that you think that you look good like that to anybody. Airin’ out your laundry to the world. Starving for attention like a little girl. Cry yourself to sleep on me. I promise that I won’t tell anybody.

‘Cause there’s a methodology to all the things that I do… ‘Cause there’s a methodology to all the things that I do…

…Methodology….Methodology….Methodology…

One more chance to make it up to me, I can’t accept your apologies. Inconsistencies within the things that you like to tell me daily. Why’s it so hard to get along these days? Everywhere I’ve been has been engulfed in flame. No rhyme or reason, credit’s freezin’. Smell the treason. Blame the President…

‘Cause there’s a methodology to all the things that I do… ‘Cause there’s a methodology to all the things that I do… ‘Cause there’s a message from above, The aliens are warning us… If we don’t stop, we will destroy ourselves, I think enough is enough, enough is enough.

“HOW COULD YOU?”

You seem, crazy, to me, and I am not the only one, who thinks that you, should see someone, it’s overdue. Lately, I think, that we’ve, really, really grown apart, right from the start, I don’t know, let’s review.

Memorize some words to say to you sometime, do you care? Rip apart my feelings in a single night. How could you? How could you?

Sister, will you, trust me? And let me in your home tonight. It’s getting late, it’s getting cold. No place to go. Relive (relive), old days (old days), good times (good times). It makes me wonder how you could, throw me out, just like that. You heartless thing.

Memorize some words to say to you sometime, do you care? Rip apart my feelings in a single night. How could you? How could you?

How could you?How could you? Throw me out, out, out, out, out, out, out? How could you? How could you? Throw me out, out, out, out, out, out? Throw me out, out, out. And I will come back for you, yes I will come back for you. How could you?

“SOMETHING AIN’T RIGHT”

You there, waiting for a ride. Why not hitch a ride with me? I feel, like I, did the right thing. Hold on, as life accelerates. You’re still trapped in yesterday. My God, I feel like I have lost it.

Please believe me, when I tell you that… Something ain’t right. Ain’t right, ain’t right, ain’t right.

Space wine, drinking heavily. So fucked up I cannot see. Green men, come in, smoking the DMT. Demons, runnin’ round my mind. LSD drips down my spine. There goes the next twelve hours.

Please believe me, when I tell you that… Something ain’t right. Ain’t right, it ain’t right, ain’t right.

Metamorphose is complete, psilocybin for a week. You said, you saw, some crazy shit. Now, now, some believe it’s wrong, to see heaven from your room. Maybe those people are what’s really wrong.

Please believe me , Please believe me , Please believe me, when I tell you that… Something ain’t right. It ain’t right, it ain’t right, it ain’t right…

“TONGUE TIED”

Tongue tied, in an argument, you’ve got to turn it up, and, don’t let anybody, ever get in your way. Spring sun, shining down, and, look around you, life is good, but, please be careful, not to, leave it up to faith.

It’s no wonder, liquid enemy. Mass disorder, rewrite history.

Freeze fried, in an ornament, you’ve got to figure out, just how can anybody, still lie to their kids? No strings, no regrets, and, no resistance to ideas. But one day it may happen, you just, might wither out.

It’s no wonder, liquid enemy. Mass disorder, social casualty.

Faking madness, to attract us, telling lies, and telling lies. Faking madness, to attract us, telling lies, and telling lies.

Tongue tied, in an argument, you’ve got to turn it up, and, don’t let anybody, ever get in your way. Spring sun, shining down, and, look around you, life is good, but, please be careful, not to, leave it up to faith.

It’s no wonder, liquid enemy. Mass disorder, rewrite history. Faking madness, to distract us, telling lies, and telling lies. Faking madness, to distract us, telling lies, and telling lies… telling lies, telling lies, telling lies, telling lies, taking lives, telling lies, and telling lies, and telling lies.

Tongue tied, in an argument, you’ve got to turn it up, and, don’t let anybody, ever get in your way.

“OPTICAL”

This, reminds me of that time, when we went into your room, we looked out your window, at all of the crazy people. Cars, move forward rapidly, they keep sweating gasoline, and some guy keeps honkin’, at almost every girl he sees.

What to do, and what to think? You’ve got it going on. Am I something special, or am I just another, waste of time to you?

Someday, I will take you far from this place. There’s somewhere, I would like to take you to, and… Besides, there’s nothing left for you and me here. And sometimes, you, are wrong…

Optical, literal, impossibility. Remember when we were young and we wanted everything? This is how it goes. Everyone grows old. And I just want to grow old, with you…

She, reminds me of this girl, who had everything in the world, she was always laughin’, at other people’s misfortune. Pain, can weigh a million tons, I bet you can’t outrun. The complete collapse, watch everything all go wrong at once.

What to do, and what to think? You’ve got it going on. Am I something special, or am I just another, waste of time to you?

Someday, I will take you far from this place. There’s somewhere, I would like to take you to, and… Besides, there’s nothing left for you and me here. And sometimes, you, are wrong…

Optical, literal, impossibility. Remember when we were young and we wanted everything? This is how it goes. Everyone grows old. And I just want to grow old, with you…

“LOADED GUN”

Believe, that we’ll make it out of here alive. Conceal, carry on with your vicious place. Tic-Toc, around the clock, it never stops. Big deal, a shooting spree, everyday.

Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun. Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun.

Empty, this place will make us suffocate tonight. Don’t you see?We will run out of air at midnight. Knock-Knock, here come the cops, they’re busting in. Oh fuck, I really hope, I hid my shit.

Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun. Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun.

Bang! Cop goes down, cop goes down…Just imagine what it must feel like to be his son, and… Bang!Cop goes down, cop goes down…A killer mentality, spreads through your body, oh no…

This looks a lot, like I always had thought, as we see the military, on every block. The defenders of tyrants, are always more violent. Kill a million an hour, a million an hour.

Real crooks, all wear ten thousand dollar suits and ties. While the banks, they are the ones committing all the crimes. Cha-Ching, a family, just lost its’ home. Ring, ring, the CIA, is on the phone. Gandhi, only ever fought back peacefully. Don’t you see? Peace is the only path to victory.

Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun. Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun.

Bang! Cop goes down, cop goes down…Just imagine what it must feel like to be his son, and… Bang!Cop goes down, cop goes down…A killer mentality, spreads through your body, oh no…

This looks a lot, like I always had thought, as we see the military, on every block. The defenders of tyrants, are always more violent. Kill a million an hour, a million an hour.

Wrap your finger, ‘round the trigger to a loaded gun.

“IMMUNITY”

See?Look what you’ve done. We are losing sons. Please, stop building bombs. Before we, become undone.

Look, we need to talk. There’s something in the dark. Why, did we embark? Kill, kill, kill, you hit your mark.

Think of this as a warning, things are not quite as they seem. Toxic clouds of dust above, just to destroy our immunity.

Breathe, inhale chemicals. Eat, mutant vegetables. Drink, poison from a cup. Your brain, will shrink soon enough.

Thieves, they rob everyone. Realize, we outnumber them ten to one. Fight, give it all that you’ve got. ‘Cause the war, it must be stopped, it must be stopped, it must be…

Think of this as a warning, things are not quite as they seem. Toxic clouds of dust above, just to destroy our immunity.

Welcome… To another violent society. It’s much worse then you thought it could ever be. Well, well, put your hand in mine and everything will be ok, at least for one more day…

Think of this as a warning, things are not quite as they seem. Toxic clouds of dust above, just to destroy our immunity.

Welcome… To another violent society. It’s much worse then you thought it could ever be. Well, well, put your hand in mine and everything will be ok, at least for one more day… Yes one more day…

“WE’RE NOT THE ONLY ONES”

We’re not, where we’re supposed to be, we’re way off road indeed. Save us from ourselves, save yourself from me. I’m afraid I’ve got bad news, I’m calling you from the grave. You thought that you had one more chance, but I’m sorry that it’s too late. Heartache like you’ve never felt before, like a dagger in you veins. Bleeding on the floor, you’re filled with so much pain. No one gets out of here alive; we’re all guaranteed to die. So make the best time of your life, you only get one try…

But you’re not the only one…no you’re not the only one… no you’re not the only one…you’re not the only, no you’re not the only, no you’re not the only one.

Clouds of gas three light years tall, can’t comprehend at all. The magnitude of the unknown, and to think that we’re that small. Long voyage awaits us, so let’s get on the mother ship. Let’s visit distant worlds, and swim with intelligent fish. Until we put down all our guns, and we realize that we’re all one. Maybe then we’ll get somewhere, and finally become. What we’re all meant to be, explorers of the galaxies. This is just our destiny; it’s the reason why we’re here…

But we’re not the only ones…no we’re not the only ones… no we’re not the only ones…no we’re not the only, no we’re not the only, no we’re not the only ones.

Now let’s all come back down to Earth, so that you can pay respect. To the man that you still love, to the man that you miss. Your friends are all concerned, about what you will do. To deal with losing the one person, that understood you. Please worry not my love, I promise that we’ll be ok. I know that this is hard right now, but I know that I’ll see you again. No we’re not the only ones, there are billions and billions of Suns. Abundant life in The Cosmos, we’re not the only ones…

But we’re not the only ones…no we’re not the only ones… no we’re not the only ones…no we’re not the only, no we’re not the only, no we’re not the only ones.

LIVE 8/6/2011 @ DELAHANTY’S

LIVE 8/6/2011 @ DELAHANTY’S

Aug 12

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THE ALMIGHTY TERRIBLES
LIVE 8/6/2011 @ DELAHANTY’S

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THANKS EVERYONE FOR THE LOVE AT MUSIKFEST!

DON’T MISS A GREAT LIVE SHOW FRIDAY NIGHT!
THIS FRIDAY, AUGUST 12
THE ALMIGHTY TERRIBLES, WANDERING ROOT & PLEASANT CORNERS
LIVE AT TERRA CAFE’ in Bethlehem, 8pm!

 

Live at Bar East in NYC / March 19, 2010

Live at Bar East in NYC / March 19, 2010

Jul 04

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THE ALMIGHTY TERRIBLES
LIVE 3/19/2010 @ BAR EAST IN NYC

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These are some random sound board recordings from a show last year. Enjoy… Much more free music to come, still testing areas of the website out.

 

 

LYRICS FROM “HOPE-NOSIS”

LYRICS FROM “HOPE-NOSIS”

Aug 20

Hope-nosis

© 2009 DAVE CAHILL (ASCAP)

ALL MUSIC AND LYRICS WRITTEN BY DAVE CAHILL

PRODUCED BY DAVE CAHILL & MYKE TARLAZZI

RECORDED BY DAVE CAHILL & MYKE TARLAZZI

MIXED AND MASTERED BY DAVE CAHILL & MYKE TARLAZZI

“VALUABLES”

You, don’t know, how you got here, or how you drove. And I, can’t decide, where to misplace all my valuables. Breath, deep please…It makes you feel almost invincible. Let’s carve, sculpture life, squeegee third eye, William Hicks was right.

Consumer culture starts to spread, up your back, up to your head, “lock me up and throw away the key”, he said. “I’ve had enough”, is what you said.

Please, don’t go, take some time, and contemplate your woes. It’s cold, down this road…windy path, deep in the moonlit snow. And cry, it’s ok…Things just seem, to work out this way. Re-born anew, your lease on life, has just been renewed.

No contact, no telephone call, hows it feel to feel so small, “Break me out of here, I’ve had enough”, you said. And “I’ve had enough, I’ve had enough…I’ve had enough…I’ve had enough…I’ve had enough…” is what you said.

Uno, dose, uno, dose, trace, quatro!

No contact, no telephone call, hows it feel to feel so small, “Break me out of here, I’ve had enough”, you said. And “I’ve had enough, I’ve had enough, I’ve had enough, and I’ve had enough. The trouble leads to anger, the anger starts to spread, lock him up and throw away the key”, they said

I’ve had enough…I’ve had enough… I’ve had enough…I’ve had enough…” is what you said.

“BAILOUT”

END THE FED. The great bailout…coming to a lobby near you.

Bailout all the criminals, bailout all the thieves, bailout all the CEO’s, bailout their companies.

But what ever happened to the working class, of America…of America? Where is the bailout for the working class, of America…of America? Do…you…know?

Tax cuts for the filthy rich, tax raids on the poor… Taxing all the interest rates, the tax funds the war.

But the income tax, never ratified, and some people say, that “there is no law”. When will the people start to realize, what you’re taught in school, may not actually be true… Do…you…know?

Are you OK? Is this too much for you? Wash your hands with soap and lies, watch the TV as they dry… Am I OK? I don’t think so… Wash my hands with soap and lies, filthy habits, tyrannize…uh oh.

Troops standing on the city corner, troops marching in the streets… Troops knocking on your bedroom window, you’ve got company!

When Martial Law, comes to a town near you, whatcha gonna do, when they come for you? When will the people start to realize, that what you’re taught in school, may not actually be true? Do…you…know?

Are you OK? Is this too much for you? Wash your hands with soap and lies, watch the TV as they dry… Am I OK? I don’t think so… Wash my hands with soap and lies, filthy habits, tyrannize. Are you OK? Is this too much for you? Wash your hands with soap and lies, watch the TV as they dry… Am I OK? I don’t think so… Wash my hands with soap and lies, filthy habits, tyrannize…uh oh…

“TELL ME IT’S THE END”

The last I heard, you were a friend of mine. Never knew a friend, who never took the time. Life seems so clear, after all these years. About time it got easier, I was gonna cut in line.

Melting ice… Burning tires… Sidewalk cracking… Gunman for hire… I…am…alone with sorrow in my head. Wake me up, and tell me it’s the end…

“The end is near”, that’s what the TV said. Voices talk to me like I’m the living dead. Life can be cold, it’s a dark basement. You better find the light before you get too old.

Melting ice… Burning tires… Sidewalk cracking… Gunman for hire… I…am…alone with sorrow in my head. Wake me up, and tell me it’s the end…

Rise up! Or you will never make it through the obstacle that’s standing in your way. Time’s up, clock is ticking, ticking, ticking, making funny noises every time you look at it. Buy another thing…to make you happy in the meantime. Buy another thing…to make you happy in the meantime…

Melting ice… Burning tires… Sidewalk cracking… Gunman for hire… I…am…alone with sorrow in my head. Wake me up, and tell me it’s the end…

“GIMME, GIMME, GIMME”

Gimme a break, from all, the anger we have built up in our hearts. I know, what to say to make you feel right at home. With me, we’ll watch a rising beauty from afar. Come on, hold my hand as I fall apart.

I’m driving sober, coming over, to take you out on a midnight drive. I’m feeling sleepy, take the wheel please, I wonder if there is life beyond the stars.

G-G-G-Gimme a light, to see, through all the darkness that seems to follow me. Maybe, the sun will rise up just beyond the trees. we’ll see, discover what makes you and him and me. Fading, your memory will let you down one day.

I’m driving sober, coming over, to take you out on a midnight drive. I’m feeling sleepy, take the wheel please, I wonder if there is life beyond the stars.

It’s not that hard to be polite. It’s not that easy, to be free. What makes you feel the way you do? What makes you feel the way you do? You do…you do…

Gimme a nod, a wave, a simple handshake just to start the day. Behave, be on your best behavior to get save. Amazed, You’ve trapped yourself inside this endless maze. Which way? Is the path we should travel to get out?

I’m driving sober, coming over, to take you out on a midnight drive. I’m feeling sleepy, take the wheel please, I wonder if there is life beyond the stars.

“YOUR FIRST DRUG”

Grassroots… Common people come together from all over, just so they can fight a common cause. Take that… I wonder what the corporate media is thinking, sitting high up on the penthouse floor. Pull out… Bring every single soldier who is stationed, in another country home right now. Rewind… Did I just say something that you’ve been thinking, since the war began so long ago?

Drug war… People locked up by a system when the system makes the drugs that they are locked up for. Import… The CIA flies in cocaine and then they fly back just so they can get a little more. Withdrawal… Pharmaceutic color coded pills with parasitic cartoons in the ads they show. Force feed… Insert the happy little pill into the mouth of your own child, every morning they wake up.

This time, we mean business. How many voices did it take? Look inside your heart… Tell me what do you see… Remember when we were young… Remember when you tried, your first drug?

Inside… Terror brought to you be people living secretly inside your home, what will you do? What’s that? Did you really think that nine eleven was the way the media told us it was? Reload… Prepare to stand up on your feet and tell the government that they will never own you. Slave ship… Sinking to the bottom, of the ocean, full of all the people you elected to control.

This time, we mean business. How many voices did it take? Look inside your heart… Tell me what do you see… Remember when we were young… Remember when you tried, your first drug?

“TROUBLE LURKS AHEAD”

Before, you go, you better visit my grave, my grave. Dissolve, your heart, you never felt like this before, before.

Bad timing, everyone around you’s fighting, over pointless situations, force fed by the TV stations, uh oh. Be careful, every thought inside your head, is gonna make me loose my patience, I pretend, imagination.

Take two steps forward, you’re gonna make it…

Relax, you’re home. This is, no joke. Resist, secrets. And you’ll breed, mischief.

Trouble lurks ahead…

Employed, upset, confused and chronically depressed… Spun out, out of town, look out I’m sometimes dangerous.

Deciding, everyone around you’s hiding, should they have some information, who controls my education? Expecting, anything you say to give yourself, high expectations, high cancer patients.

Take two steps forward, you’re gonna make it…

Relax, you’re home. This is, no joke. Resist, secrets. And you’ll breed, mischief.

Trouble lurks ahead…

Deciding, everyone around you’s hiding, should they have some information, who controls my education? Expecting, anything you say to give yourself, high expectations, high cancer patients.

Take two steps forward, you’re gonna make it…

Relax, you’re home. This is, no joke. Resist, secrets. And you’ll breed, mischief.

Trouble lurks ahead…

“ABOUT YOU”

We should talk about this, would you really leave me high and dry? A quarter box of matches, burn a hole to summon dragon flies.

It’s just another thing that I do, that I get what I want, never looking back at you, Your heart is shattered, and I don’t seem to care, ’cause you’re unaware, of how I really feel, about you.

Snowflakes on my windshield, Camel number nines, in the winter time. Suddenly attracted, I think about you, all the fucking time.

It’s just another day in the life, when two wrongs makes a right, and everything works out. Your heart is shattered, and I don’t seem to care, ’cause you’re unaware, of how I really feel about you.

This time you’re serious, I’m pretty serious…

I won’t let you get away,from me because there’s no one else for me to see anyway, I only really care about you.

6am crept up on us, crazy how the time can go by so fast. My brain is feeling heavy, my eyes are swollen shut from all the teary nights.

It’s just another song about love, about how people feel, and how we make each other nuts Your heart is shattered, and I don’t seem to care, ’cause you’re unaware, of how I really feel about you.

“BAD DECISION”

Bad decision, I wish I could go back in time, and, Free, admission, you don’t need tickets to get in. Under one, condition, you can’t tell anyone about this, and, Did, I mention? You might be better off alone.

Whoops! Look at what I got myself involved in? Bad days, can reveal what’s eating you inside. Ouch! The pain I have is overwhelming. Heartache can feel like your chest is caving in.

Flawed Commission, design to hide to brutal truth, and, Bleeding conscious, admit the bad things, you’re involved with, and Bad concussion, your false hope crashed down on your head, Home invasion, resist the system the best that best you can. …Do you think this is a joke!?

Whoops! Look at what I got myself involved in? Bad days, can reveal what’s eating you inside. Ouch! The pain I have is overwhelming. Heartache can feel like your chest is caving in. Heart is pumping, this is it… Lie to me and tell me off, but… Please don’t leave me all alone, Please don’t leave me all alone, Please don’t leave me all alone, alone, alone,alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone…

“STEP ASIDE”

Step aside, I’m insisting…Step aside, I’m insisting… Step aside, I’m insisting…Step aside, my friend.

If the things you say are true. If it makes me loose my cool. Tell me what I want to hear. I don’t know, I can’t hear clear.

If there’s one thing that I know. It’s to look where no one goes. A dark figure in the night. I don’t know, I can’t see right.

Well, it;’s almost time. To make an offer, you can’t refuse, so why not loose, that attitude?

Step aside, I’m insisting…Step aside, I’m insisting… Step aside, I’m insisting…Step aside, my friend.

If a drink is what you need. Have a glass of self esteem. Read up on the day’s events. I don’t know, this don’t make sense.

If my drinking bothers you. Then why don’t you break the rules. There’s no reason to get mad. I don’t know, I just feel bad.

Well, it;’s almost time. To make an offer, you can’t refuse, so why not loose, that attitude?

Step aside, I’m insisting…Step aside, I’m insisting… Step aside, I’m insisting…Step aside, my friend.

“FIGHT ABOUT IT”

There’s something wrong with the world today, there’s someone lurking in my neighborhood, and I know… that we’re gonna fight about it.

Able Danger and aristocrats, ain’t it funny when you know the facts, and I know… that we’re gonna fight about it.

Blazing ammo towards the kids at home, hows it feel to be so damn cold? And I know… that we’re gonna fight about it.

One plus two plus three, less four, leaves me and you to settle the score. Six six six and microchips, to….control… You and me should HAARP about, what we must do to seed the clouds. Make it rain on everything, and wash it all away… wash it all away.

Sky is falling and the land is sold, “God bless America” is what we’re told, and I know…that we’re gonna fight about it.

The phony “patriots” can waive their flags, pour some water with his head in a bag, and I know… that we’re gonna fight about it.

It’s time to realize that they want us all dead, depopulation, I just read what they said. And I know… that we’re gonna fight about it.

One plus two plus three, less four, leaves me and you to settle the score. Six six six and microchips, to….control… You and me should HAARP about, what we must do to seed the clouds. Make it rain on everything, and wash it all away… wash it all away.

“MISS FRIDAY NIGHT”

Monday, woke up alone, Tuesday, nobody’s home, Wednesday, seemed to go slow, and, Thursday, comes as it goes, but…

Friday night will take you, to the weekend… Can you believe the things, that we get away with?

April, showers the Earth, and, July, dried up the dirt. Besides , I don’t think you’re honest. Three sides, to every promise.

Great mistakes have been made, by the people. Just don’t forget to find out, what it is you’re looking for.

Sunday, get ready for church, and, Don’t cry, it could be worse. I don’t, believe in your God. And, I pray, with my guitar, but…

Friday night will take you, to the weekend… Can you believe the things, that we get away with?

Get away with, get away with, get away with, we’ll get away…

“DESERT PRINCESS”

Desert princess, who do you think you are? Peaceful protest, let’s meet up in your heart.

Is this a dream? No it’s not, I’m coming over. Stand close to me, put your head up on my shoulder.

Brown eyes, decide, the fate of everything inside, my, crazy… Brown eyes, decide, the fate of everything inside, my, crazy…life. This crazy life…

Twisted sister, you spin around my mind. Mister Blister, you only see in red.

Is this a dream? No it’s not, I’m coming over. Stand close to me, put your head up on my shoulder.

Brown eyes, decide, the fate of everything inside, my, crazy… Brown eyes, decide, the fate of everything inside, my, crazy…life. This crazy life…

Is this a dream? No it’s not, I’m coming over. Stand close to me, put your head up on my shoulder.

Brown eyes, decide, the fate of everything inside, my, crazy… Brown eyes, decide, the fate of everything inside, my, crazy…life. This crazy life… This crazy life… This crazy life… this life, this life, this life.

“DREAM OF DREAMS” (Unreleased)

Stranger, social casualty, see the track marks through his sleeves, does he lack attention?

Bailor, deliver property, accomplice in the scheme, cap the pyramid.

Do you like what you? Do you like what you see? Make a lonely heart… Make a lonely heart combust.

Can’t you see life’s just the dream of dreams?

Terror, planned out in dark basements, with the heads of governments, drooling over power.

Pre-crime, detect activities, read your thoughts on a screen, this is not a movie.

Do you like what you? Do you like what you see? Make a lonely heart… Make a lonely heart combust.

Can’t you see life’s just the dream of dreams?

LYRICS FROM “FASCISTS TO ASHES”

LYRICS FROM “FASCISTS TO ASHES”

Aug 20

Fascists To Ashes

© 2008 DAVE CAHILL (ASCAP)

ALL MUSIC & LYRICS WRITTEN BY DAVE CAHILL

ALL INSTRUMENTS PERFORMED BY DAVE CAHILL & MYKE TARLAZZI

ANDY WALDECK VOCALS ON TRACK 5

ALEX RADUS BACKUP VOCALS ON TRACKS 6,7 8 & 9

PRODUCED BY DAVE CAHILL, MYKE TARLAZZI & SHAHN WILSON

RECORDED BY DAVE CAHILL, MYKE TARLAZZI & SHAHN WILSON

“8AM”

Woke up in the morning, early 8am. A girl was knocking loudly, on my window. Walk around the city, busy day ahead. A sign says to walk, but there’s no people.

Air is getting heavy, too thick to breath. Two cops started fighting and arrested each other. Think about the damage a little lie can cause. I don’t think you’re being, honest with me.

Am I dreaming? Am I sleeping well? Where are you going? I hope that I can live to tell…

I can tell you’re boring by the way you dress. Your polar bear sweaters, when it’s warm out. What if everybody really tried their best? The rest of the people will be watching TV.

Take another photo for your fake ID. I know what you’re doing, and who you’re friends with. Borrow twenty dollars for your rent next week. Next month, you’ll be thinking ’bout,where to steal it.

Am I dreaming? Am I sleeping well? Where are you going? I hope that I can live to tell…

Dark clouds, moving in. You better put on your coat. Take back our government, Before they put you away…. put you away….put you away…. they’ll put you away…

Am I dreaming? Am I sleeping well? Where are you going? I hope that I can live to tell…

“PINK SHOES”

Grey roads, and the homes popping up around them. They hold, just about, everyone in town. Dull walls, and the bars blocking off the windows. Get out, while you’re young, and still have a chance.

Now, run, run, run away… Don’t stop, until I say…and… This, will, test your faith… Now run, run, run away….

Pink shoes, and the names that come with you in them. Just watch, and believe everything you’re told. Time stops…but the world keeps spinning, all around me. Not cool, when you’re already out of breath…now…

Now, run, run, run away… Don’t stop, until I say…and… This, will, test your faith… Now run, run, run away….

Hold on, don’t let go, it’s just a little longer. Last call, get your fill before the night is over. Can’t wait, for the days we get to spend together. With my luck, it’s be gone before we have a chance…now…

Now, run, run, run away… Don’t stop, until I say…and… This, will, test your faith… Now run, run, run away….

Pink shoes, and the names that come with you in them. Just watch, and believe everything you’re told. Time stops…

“BOMB IN THE BEDROOM”

Tax me, rob me, take my money. Use it to pay, off the debt, from the war. Watch me, track me, trace my identity. They know, where I’ll be, before I even get there.

But how? But what then? When will this ever end? Do you know what I mean? Have you seen what I’ve seen?

Chip me, pill me, just fucking kill me. They make us sick, and we pay, for the cure.

Open your eyes, what do you see? I have visions,I have nightmares. Christian man, full of sin, living in, Washington, at home, with… a bomb in the bedroom.

Pick her, choose him, you will elect them. They count the votes and they own the machines. Take me, make me, use my abilities. Ship me somewhere, so that I can be useful.

But why? But what if? What if I don’t survive? What will you tell my mom? What will she tell my dad?

I’ll be waiting, for eternity. The day you die, is the day that you realize.

Open your eyes, what do you see? I have visions,I have nightmares. Christian man, full of sin, living in, Washington, at home, with… a bomb in the bedroom.

We need a solution, there’s gotta be one out here. Is this an illusion? Then why don’t more of you, care…to…care?

Open your eyes, what do you see? I have visions,I have nightmares. Christian man, full of sin, living in, Washington, at home, with… a bomb in the bedroom.

Christian man, full of sin, living in, Washington, at home, with… a bomb in the bedroom.

Christian man, full of sin, living in, Washington, at home, with… a bomb in the bedroom.

“WHERE I BELONG”

There’s a place, that I go, will you join me? I need to get myself out of this place. Take a chance, with me, you won’t be sorry. I’ll show you things, you never thought could exist.

 

Believe me, deceive me, you will end up like the others. Inspect me, resurrect me, bring me back to where I belong, home.

What if we could fly? Where would we go? And how long before we get to the end of the night? Step around, the side…aAnd don’t take pictures. And make sure you turn off the bedroom light.

Believe me, deceive me, you will end up like the others. Inspect me, resurrect me, bring me back to where I belong, home.

“WAR”

War, what is it good for? War, who is it made for? Lies, fill up their heads with lies. Lies, the TV hypnotize…

Is this your way of being afraid? Are you waiting for a place to hide?

Dead, millions and millions slain. Dead, while the oil men get paid. TV, molding your opinion. TV, it’s a great demon.

Is this your way of being afraid? Are you waiting for a place to hide?

You are wrong, if you support war. You are blind, if you support war. They are rich, those who create war. We are slaves…and we fight the war.

Is this…. …your way?

Is this your way of being afraid? Are you waiting for a place to hide?

Is this your way of being afraid? Are you waiting for a place to hide?

“GET UPSET & GET INVOLVED”

Shake my hand, please to meet you. Let me tell you about things that bother me. Why can’t we, get along as people? I don’t know what all the conflict is about.

Grab my things, it’s time to go now. I don’t think that I can stay here anymore. Shake my head, it’s time to listen. This is rebel music… Get upset and get involved…

Get upset and get involved… Get upset and get involved…

Bat your eyes, seduce your victim. Pump them full of fear and sell them slavery. It’s my time, I’m off to war now. This is the day that I hoped would never come.

So many gone, much more to come now. Would you send your son or would you send your neighbors child? Shake my head, it’s time to listen. This is rebel music… Get upset and get involved…

Get upset and get involved… Get upset and get involved…

Get upset and get involved… Get upset and get involved…

“YOU SAID”

You said, to stay in school, but you really didn’t think I’d stay…and, You think, that you’re out of tune, but you really don’t know how to play.

Is this a sign? Are you for real? Is there something there? Something that makes you not care, not care about me.

You think, that you’re out of touch, with the things people do and say…and, You think, that there is a God, but I think it might be too late to pray.

Is this a sign? Are you for real? Is there something there? Something that makes you not care, not care about me.

“BIG BROTHER”

Big big brother, why do you watch me when I sleep? Tuck me in, caress my skin, he knows, what I will dream. I use my fingerprint, to buy my groceries, at the store. Watch my car, drive down the road, he knows where I will go.

The criminals are watching us… They keep an eye on everywhere we go… how could this happen? How much can we endure?

Twelve monkeys at your door… This is nineteen eighty four.

Tax collector, show me the law! Tax resistor, we’re gonna win this war. Tanks driving into town, emergency is declared. Do you think you’re really free? You don’t know what free means…

The criminals are watching us… They keep an eye on everywhere we go… how could this happen? How much can we endure?

Twelve monkeys at your door… This is nineteen eighty four.

Twelve monkeys at your door… This is nineteen eighty four.

“CRUCIFY”

Don’t scan my mind. There’s nothing in there for you. It makes me want to cry.

Don’t monitor me. I can feel your eyes behind me. There are so many out there.

Has life, become, something that needs explaining? Foretold, in stone, your fate is their misfortune.

Don’t crucify me, don’t hang me in your alter. Don’t crucify me, I know more then you realize, open shut eyes, you’re awake now.

Don’t read my file. It is not there to please you. It is sealed for a reason.

Don’t hear us speak. Our words are sure to harm you. You can’t silence us.

Has life, become, something that needs explaining? Foretold, in stone, your fate is their misfortune.

Don’t crucify me, don’t hang me in your alter. Don’t crucify me, I know more then you realize, open shut eyes, you’re awake now.

“CLOUD DOOR”

I can’t believe, that this is really happening. I can’t believe, that we’re almost out of time. What’s make believe, when you’re living in a fantasy? What makes you think, that you are the only one?

Uh oh, I know, where is it, it’s not here? Life is just a movie, coming out on Tuesday, don’t forget your popcorn. Oh no, don’t go, don’t leave, it’s not done. Life can be amazing, terrible or crazy, but, don’t expect a rerun…

No…Is this the ending? No…It’s the beginning? No…So unexpected…Yea… Death takes you by surprise.

I seem to lack, a reason to get on with it. I get attacked, for speaking out of turn. We’ll fade to black, while browsing through a magazine. Some will collapse, while talking on the phone.

Let’s go, you know, how is it we’re still here? Don’t mean to be complaining, sorry that it’s raining, don’t forget your raincoat. I’m sore, and I’m poor, isn’t that what God is for? Pray to get a raise, and think that you’ll be saved, but, don’t expect a cloud door…

No…Is this the ending? No…It’s the beginning? No…So unexpected…Yea… Death takes you by surprise.

I can’t believe, that this is really happening. I can’t believe, that we’re almost out of time. What’s make believe, when you’re living in a fantasy? What makes you think, that you are the only…