4 Chords And A Damn Lie

by PK Gregory

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1.
I was ten when the twister came and took my uncle Lee now I'm twenty-five and I'm still alive but I know it's coming back for me when I was nineteen a girl tore my heart out and now my blood's all wrong but I won't waste time living in the past, I'm just trying to get along 'cause you know The gates of Hell are open wide old Scratch don't mind if you wanna take a look around inside don't waste your life on envy and pride 'cause the gates of Hell are open wide I never fed at the breast of my momma I was raised on dust and weeds in the red-dirt flatlands of Oklahoma I learned how to fight and bleed some folks call me a dirty redneck but mostly they don't call 'cause it seems they're too busy driving their Hummers on down to the mall (chorus)
2.
04:16
I wake up at the crack of noon just because I can live my life like a rock star, baby - it’s just who I am I go down to get my coffee check the fridge for paparazzi I live just like you if you were me don’t be a hater Making love to the public eye, they can’t get their fill they all swoon when I make my move and go in for the kill I was born for glory baby girls all want to have my baby everybody wants a piece of me I’m famous, I’m a big shot you don’t like me? Well guess what I’m famous and you’re not you can’t hide your lameness ‘cause you’re not famous like me My girlfriends all hate each other, they don’t understand I ain't got no time to argue, I’m a busy man neighbors hate the way I drive they don’t like the way I live my life they just can’t control their jealousy don’t they know I’m famous, I’m a big shot you don’t like me? Well guess what I’ve got moxie, I’m a millionaire takes ten people just to do my hair ‘cause I’m famous, I’m a fat cat you wish you were me? well I get that ‘cause I’m famous and you’re not you can’t hide your lameness ‘cause you’re not famous I’m dangerous ‘cause I’m so famous that’s me
3.
She left Broken Arrow with nothing but a smile and a rainbow hanging from her radio dial saw a wheel inside a wheel, and she put that pedal down watched the fires in the rearview mirror burning out riding shotgun is a shotgun and a big box of shells if they come for her again she’s gonna blow them back to hell Just like a stone-chillin’, Zombie-Killin’ Girl She rolls down the window and rolls a cigarette scrapes the dried blood off the past she can’t forget well it started back some years ago, when she was just fifteen and her brother started acting kind of strange and mean yeah it’s hard to pull the trigger on someone that you know but when those walls close in, you know someone’s got to go and you’re a brain drillin’, stone-cold chillin’ blood-and-guts and spinal-fluid-spillin’ Zombie Killin’ Girl Next it was her sister who made a mom fondue then her dad came home for dinner, brought the neighbors too and it just spread like wild fire, infected the whole town everyone started mumbling and stumblin’ around well she had a man she loved, but those bastards got him too so she had to kill them all, what else a good girl to do? when you’re a brain drillin’, stone-cold chillin’ blood-and-guts and spinal-fluid-spillin’ Zombie Killin’ Girl yeah a free-wheelin’, blood-on-the-ceiling, sharp blow to the brain stem dealin’ Zombie Killin’ Girl She’s got dreams in her heart and a nightmare runnin’ those blues away she’s got brains in her head yeah and that’s right where they’re gonna stay She’s a brain drillin’, stone-cold chillin’ blood-and-guts and spinal-fluid-spillin’ point-blank romancin’ girl yeah a free-wheelin’, blood-on-the-ceiling, sharp blow to the brain stem dealin’ Zombie Killin’ Girl She’s a head trauma, gun-totin’ mama, no mercy bloodbath-o-rama, juke-joint showdown girl yeah, a lead-schlepping, two-steppin’ long walks on the beach with a weapon Zombie Killin’ Girl she’s my Zombie Killin’ Girl Zombie Killin’ Girl
4.
Can I cover you with honey, and love you tonight Can I play with your bunny in the romantic light from the TV down at the Starlight Motel you know I sure want to kiss you and lick on your face and I’m sure gonna miss you when you’re off someplace with some other guy, with another sad story to tell And I know that this love sure as shit won’t be free but I get so excited thinking of what it will be and I know that to you I’m just another hard sell but I know your weakness down at the Starlight Motel Well you know I’m a man now, I never got far I got my share of misery, and I got a few scars can you kiss them? And then piss on my chest (it’s just a request) well my old man had problems, he never was much fun he beat me and my mama but he left me this gun - it’s not loaded so don’t look so distressed And I know that this love sure as shit won’t be free but I get so excited thinking of what it will be and I know that to you I’m just another hard sell but I got you tied up down at the Starlight Motel (just for a little while) If the manager comes knockin’, we’ll have to keep quiet but it’s hard to stop squealing when you hold me tight just me and my baby, some mustard and rope and we got more hardcore porn than the Pope If you want to know my problem, I’m not gonna lie if you’re looking for trouble, I got a supply but I’m sympathetic, I got feelings and shit so if I make you squirm, and I make you scream I’m never gonna hurt you, baby - I’ll never be mean ‘cause I know you’ve got a heart too, right there under your tits And I know that this love sure as shit won’t be free but I get so excited thinking of what it will be and I know that to you I’m just another hard sell yeah but I know your weakness and you know mine - and all my little secrets down at the Starlight Motel
5.
02:58
When I was ten, I gave up drinking turned away from hard luck and sin Now I’m thirteen and I’m stinkin’ whiskey and the women got the best of me again And I’m pretty sure I’ll live forever long as mom and dad pay off my debts until the grand old age of twenty-one I’ll be drinkin’ whiskey and havin’ fun and I’ll look back on my teens with no regrets Other kid’s folks say I’m a bad potato but they don’t know my vichyssoise another thing they don’t know is me and their daughter just did a couple lines of coke off the floor of their garage And I’m pretty sure I’ll live forever long as mom and dad pay off my debts and ‘til the grand old age of twenty-one I’ll be drinkin’ whiskey and havin’ fun and I’ll look back on my teens with no regrets And you may think I’m a real bad kid but I’m just doing the things you wanted to do but never did I don’t care about the future (what’s that?) I was just a baby in the past I was raised on malted liquor (he was bottle-fed!) corn dogs and California grass And I’m pretty sure I’ll live forever long as mom and dad pay off my debts and ‘til the fine old age of twenty-one I’ll be drinkin’ whiskey and havin’ fun and I’ll look back on my teens with no regrets
6.
I've got the evidence that you were here all of those things that you left behind when you disappeared I've got your toothbrush, your pillow and your fancy underwear but none of these things make sense if I can't prove the existence of your Sasquatch heart Well you come around when you feel like coming 'round you bring me passion so hot when you leave it's hard to cool down so I'm gathering all the clues I can find and I'm on the chase to find the hiding place of your Sasquatch heart yeah, your Sasquatch heart People say I'm so young and naive but I don't care what they say when it comes to you baby, I believe I believe I know you've got your reasons to hide you've been hurt before, but baby I'm not that guy I won't let you down or make you cry and I'm gonna tell the world I'm in love with a beautiful girl with a Sasquatch heart
7.
When God made that woman, he and the Devil took a ride they made her out of the best damn barbecued ribs from Adam’s side and I want a bite brown sugar, dark and light got a bit of that fever in my mind, tell you what I’m gonna find Polly want a cracker Polly want a cracker Polly want a cracker, here I am Long cool sophisticated woman, swim to me drown me deep down into your great blue mystery angel fish, grant me just one wish be the only mermaid that I see under my coral tree Polly want a cracker Polly want a cracker Polly want a cracker, here I am Polly want a cracker four wheels and a weed-whacker Polly want a cracker, I’m your man I’m a man with dark desires got my eye on a girl to stoke my fires smooth obsidian pearl with eyes that shine precious pearl - so rare, so fine . . . Polly want a cracker Polly want a cracker Polly want a cracker, here I am Polly want a cracker four wheels and a weed-whacker Polly want a cracker, I’m your man Polly want a cracker, here I am
8.
We came into this world to try to make a new life little darlin' I think I fucked it up worked my ruddy English fingers down to the bone til I spent up all we had of luck you're looking at me looking at you we're seeing each other in a whole new light looks a lot like food Well I think I'm gonna cash it in won't be long now what you gonna do when I'm gone? I'd do the same to you right or wrong, little darlin' what you gonna do with me when I'm gone? They told us that God watches over the righteous well I don't believe in God no more the king up on his hill in merry old England just a gold-painted whore my skinny little lambs need to be fed let's bow our heads and pray for daily bread Well I think I'm gonna cash it in won't be long now what you gonna do when I'm gone? I'd do the same to you right or wrong, little darlin' what you gonna do with me when I'm gone? One hundred poor souls died in the crossing two hundred more down here I lie awake all night and dream of what was wasted and I tremble in fear the sun sets red on this cursed land it's dog eat dog eat man eat man Well I think I'm gonna cash it in won't be long now what you gonna do when I'm gone? I'd do the same to you right or wrong, little darlin' what you gonna do with me when I'm gone?
9.
Beautiful cowgirl, crying in the rain I'm gonna rescue your heart from pain the world is wicked and cruel too much for a pretty girl like you but I'm gonna make it ok, I swear there will come a day when you and I both will be free and I'm gonna rescue your heart I seen you dance in that show the smile on your face hides the tears in your soul I'm the only one who sees the pain in your heart, and knows what it needs some people say I'm not well they're liars and they'll burn in Hell and you will be left alone so I can rescue your heart yeah I'm gonna rescue your heart And my dreams are all made of smoke and my brain burns like creosote and my God and the Devil look the same Beautiful cowgirl, I must say goodnight the orderly's here and I don't want to fight so close your eyes and pray we'll be together forever one day the needle pierces my skin it all fades to black but I won't give in no I will remember you and I'm gonna rescue your heart yeah I'm gonna rescue your heart

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released June 22, 2015

Recorded at Franken-Trailer Ranch and Afton Seekins' Dad's Man Cave. Mixed in Robin's Van. Mastered at Yes Master Studios. All songs written by PK Gregory. All sounds produced by PK Gregory, except for background vocals on tracks 2 and 7 by Austin based singer/songwriter Daisy O'Connor. Thanks, Daisy! This recording ©2015 Genuine Butter Music/ASCAP. All Rights Reserved ya know.

Cover design: Jorrit Int Veld. Cover photo: Robin Dean Salmon. Snacks: Kim and Kelly Seekins. Button Wrangler and Chief Earchitect: Robin Dean Salmon. Inappropriate, Poorly-Timed Squallin': Neighborhood critters. Friendship and inspiration: Robin - thank you for your time, ears, laughs, support, and heroic talent. Not to mention a good talking-to. Also thanks to Afton, Jorrit and Giselle, Coco, Brother Machoo, Phil, Veronica, my own Zombie Killin' River, little Zevon, and lastly but not leastly - Erin. You are easily the best girlfriend I've ever married!

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PK Gregory Cottonwood, Arizona

Combine a wickedly iconoclastic songwriting bent with country-blues fingerstyle guitar, harp, vocals, and foot percussion, and you've got a whole new conversation. Call it Honkabilly Blues, a deviously intelligent cross-breed of honky-tonk, blues, and folk, with a rockabilly edge. ... more

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