Joey Cape's Bad Loud

by Joey Cape's Bad Loud

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credits

released 09 June 2011
Asher Simon: Drums
Joey Cape: Guitar, Vocals
Carl Raether: Bass

Addition Vocals: Chad Price, Jon Snodgrass
Keyboards: Brian Wahlstom
Cello: Angus Cooke

Recorded at The Blasting Room
Produced by Bill Stevenson, Joey Cape, Andrew Berlin and Jason Livermore
Mixed and Mastered by Jason Livermore

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Singer, songwriter and producer, frontman of California punk rock band Lagwagon. Member of various bands: Bad Astronaut, Me First & The Gimme Gimmes, Afterburner, The Playing Favorites, Scorpios

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Track Name: Going for the Bronze
Going For The Bronze
I’m taking it slow, keeping the pace
I’m only looking to place
Never a loss, never a win
Bronze metals hang from my bed
I’m running the grey matter laps
Outta my mind on the outer track
If I don’t feel someone else will
It’s all downhill from here
On my own
Running out the one man marathon
Going for the bronze, bronze, bronze
Taken the licks, getting my stripes
Everything in life comes with a price
By a thread stay alive
Make it happen with a third rate stride for the
Runner up, runner up, runner up prize
I’ll take what I can get at the finish line
Drafting the pack in the blind
All thoroughbreds in their prime
Bound to show
Running down this lonely road
Forgoing the gold
I’m going, going, going for the bronze
I know there could be nothing more than this
As there all pushing their limits
I am left wondering what I miss
Because they all seemed trapped
Hopelessly fighting over scraps
I won’t miss them when they’re gone
I won’t miss them when they’re gone
On my own
Running out the one man marathon
Going for the bronze, bronze, bronze
Going for the bronze, bronze, bronze
Track Name: Okay
Okay
The most jaded handle damage control
But I resigned before your funeral
It seems like every time I interfere
Good intentions lead to graves and tears
But I’m alright, I’m O.K.
Words you said to me so many days
I’m alright, I’m O.K., I’m O.K. Hey
Listen Man, I’m talking to myself
As crazy as it sounds I think it helps
I don’t believe in afterlife at all
I have no faith the soul will carry on, you’re gone
But I’m alright, I’m O.K.
I can paraphrase an old cliche’
I’m alright, I’m O.K., I’m O.K. Hey
Where is my crutch, Where’s is my inner overhaul
The return to my distress call
It’s ringing for them all, ringing for them all
Ringing for them all
Listen, I can’t do this anymore
Detour the self absorbed from the morgue
Listen Man, you were my only hope
There are no saving graces and no miracles
But I’m alright, I’m O.K.
I can paraphrase a million ways
I’m alright, I’m O.K. Hey
Hey
Track Name: It's Always Sunny
It’s Always Sunny
It’s always sunny up there, where the awful normals live
Accommodative but uncreative, white entitlement
It’s not for the greener grass, That grove is in our past
Our city may be unsurpassed but
It’s always sunny lets go
This is our darkest year losing one so pure of heart
Lost in the fog, life escapes us, haven falls apart
But It’s always sunny in Sausalito (repeat)
Warm indifference grows
It’s not for the greener grass (repeat)
Where landscape craftsmen paint by numbers
It’s always sunny lets go
Cold, damp and gray summer’s day. The city
It’s not for the greener grass (repeat)
Our city may be unsurpassed but It’s always sunny
It’s always sunny lets go
It’s always sunny up there (repeat)
Lets go!
Track Name: I'm Not Gonna Save You
I’m Not Gonna Save You
When the bottom comes, will you come back?
What’s the worst thing that could happen here?
What’s the worst thing that could happen here?
When the bottom comes how will you react?
When the meaning once behind your smile,
When the meaning once behind your eyes is gone
On the train with self respect
Here’s a sermon for next Sunday
We don’t wanna lose you, we don’t wanna save you
Design like a ticking time bomb
You were young, unsung,
Undeterred, unheard
Anyone can kill a mockingbird
Here’s a soundtrack for your spiral
Your late bloom crescendo
Here’s a soundtrack for your spiral
It’s all cliche so…
Here’s a sermon for next Sunday
It’s all you are…one more
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
I am your champion
I don’t wanna to lose you, I’m not going to save you