We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Driven Down Hard

by BadgerStatic

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $7 USD  or more

     

1.
Another One For The Pile Words and Music by Lamb & Watson Licking your wounds but they won't heal The bad end of a dirty deal Winding your way through the city streets Clutching your book of worthless receipts Your wife and kids have left you Your friends don't come around Now they've gone and repossessed the jag Your alone now Left holding the bag No one expects the inquisition You didn't realize your position Was going to be the weak link in the chain The high life you were living Washing down the drain Depression, recession Victim of a stealth attack Watching your life slip away And you know you will never get it back They give the knife a another twist As they shake your hand and smile Just another casualty Added to their fucking pile Licking your wounds but they won't heal The bad end of a dirty deal Winding your way through the gritty streets Clutching your book of worthless receipts You're down for the count You decide to cash out Score some dope from an uptown whore You max out all your cards Shots at your at your favorite bars Then do a swan dive from the twentieth floor
2.
Dig Deep 04:27
Dig Deep Words and Music by Lamb & Watson New York City down by the docks I remember the line stretched around the block The middle of winter in thirty five We were cold, hungry, and barely alive Two brothers stood waiting their turn Two kids braving the icy burn I'll never forget what they did there When they shuffled up to get their share From the huge black vat steaming, steaming in the air An evil looking man with a ladle in hand Skimmed some broth from the top and filled up their cans Then the older one he stamped his feet And yelled "dig deep, get the meat." Soup man laughed and said move along son As he opened his jacket to show him his gun The crowd backed away and tightened again And a chant started rising above the howling wind Dig deep, get the meat Dig deep, get the meat Dig deep, get the meat Dig deep, get the meat The soup guy shot his gun in the air The crowd rushed forward and took up his dare They backed him up to the edge of the dock Then he crashed through the ice as he fell like a rock He came up once and went under for good I swear they'd do it again if they could I'll never forget what they did there When they shuffled up to get their share From the huge black vat steaming, steaming in the air
3.
Homeless 04:08
Homeless Words and Music by Lamb & Watson I asked a preacher to loan me a buck He told me mister you're out of luck Just keep on walkin' on down the tracks keep on goin' and don't come back The cop on the corner said take a hike We don't want you here so hit the pike Just pick up all of your stuff and sail Unless you want me to throw you in jail Ain't got no place to call my home Had a factory job when I was young Drank too much booze, had too much fun Was late for work and always tired Boss man said that's it, you're fired I lived on the south side under a bridge In a cardboard box that held a fridge I was livin' down there with the river rats Kids came by, smashed it in with bats Ain't got no place to call my home It's tough on the streets I take care of myself Ain't nothin' wrong with my mental health A warm jacket and a bottle of wine Is all I need and I'll be fine A girl from the mission, she brought me a meal She looked so pretty and I say what I feel She jammed the food right back in the sack Called me a bum and took it back Ain't got no place to call my home No, I ain’t got no place Ain't got no place to call my home All I do is wander and roam Just hope I find a place to lie Lay down and die
4.
This Is Our Time Words & Music by RK Watson These are hard times The greed of the few put a match to the glue That held it together Through stormy weather This is our time No money to pay so we’ll take yours away In their castles they toast Who has taken the most These are hard times The politicians chock while everything’s broke As they sit in their towers And while away our hours This is our time To young you lack the training he’s too old for retaining There’s a man across the sea Better value, smaller fee The banker counts his dollars And then he hems and hollers You must pay the fee Of this free market economy He wants us to trust And contribute to his lust As he fills his day With leading us astray These are hard times Push the money to the top and let the middle drop Knock you of the ladder To make those profits fatter This is our time Those behind the curtain keep us all uncertain As we rise for their bait Their pulling the strings of our fate Our profits are grand, but Surely can understand You are no longer required Since we’ve been acquired Your dreams are trashed Since the economy crashed They have blurred what is right And brought us this blight
5.
The Strange Device Words and Music by Lamb & Watson Got myself some money Went to the liquor store Last thing I remember Is going back for more Woke up this morning To the smell of strange perfume The neighbor and her girlfriend A rhythmic buzzing filled the room Can't remember where I've been Or the things I might have done I know that trouble's coming She's got her daddies gun We had barely swept up All of the wedding rice When she found the receipt For a strange device My friends have seen her driving by Outside my favorite bar She's got her Smith & Wesson Stashed inside that car Can't remember where I've been Or the things I might have done I know that trouble's coming She's got her daddies gun This way of living is torturing Torturing my brain Sometimes I don't even Know if I am sane I got them shakes in the mornin Can't even hold my glass I drink it from the bottle Till the terror has passed Can't remember where I've been Or the things I might have done I know that trouble's coming She's got her daddies gun
6.
Driven Down Hard Words and Music by RK Watson Got me another day of worries Got me another day of bills Got me two too many reasons For a bottle or a pill Driven down hard What’s a man to do That is to say I’ve been better than I am today Found me a good women Found me happiness inside Found me two too many reasons To make that woman cry Driven down hard What’s a man to do That is to say I’ve been better than I am today Now you may be thinking That I’ll be comin round But, I’m here to tell ya Can’t find up from so far down Yea, what’s a man to do That is to say I’ve been better than I am today See me lyin, see her tryin See her filled with contempt I’ve got two to many reasons Why I couldn’t meet the rent Heard me telling her I was sorry Heard her telling me we were through Heard her leavin in the morning And I don’t know what I’ll do Driven down hard Yea, what’s a man to do That is to say I’ve been better than I am today That is to say I’ve been better than I am today That is to say I’ve been better than I am today
7.
Julia Brown 04:17
Julia Brown Words and Music by Lamb & Watson She sat on the porch, playing an old guitar. Casting her spell, under the shining stars On the banks of Lake Pontchartrain Black magic, so tragic, she couldn’t be tamed. A strange love affair, with the people of the town. The sweet melody enchanted them with the sound. “On the day that I die”, she sang, “You're all coming, too” Disaster, her laughter, scared more than a few. Can you hear me, Julia Brown? A dark skinned beauty, a jewel of Creole descent. Her smile lit the night, as she offered up her testament. The alluring scent of her potions filled the town of Frenier. Intoxicating, she was waiting, for the end to draw near. The moon turned red, that night as she breathed her last. The coroners’ verdict, no suspicions were cast. Her eyes looked alive they said, her lips wore a smile. Lightning, so frightening, was witnessed for miles. Can you hear me, Julia Brown? Does your spirit still wander this town? A funeral at dawn, the townspeople gathered there. At the water’s edge, A block from the old town square A storm was approaching fast, the sky turned to night. Smashing, waves crashing, they shook at the sight. The waves grew higher, the hurricane roared ashore. They were all swept away, according to the lore. Julia's casket was found, ten miles from the scene. Shattered, she was scattered, claimed by the sea. Can you hear me, Julia Brown? Does your spirit still wander this town? Within the cypress groves, under the ground. With the souls of the faithful, you'll always be bound.
8.
It's Trash Day Words and Music by Lamb & Watson Well, living with you baby Ain’t been no vacation I'm turning you over woman To the department of sanitation Well, I've got a lot of garbage And I done filled up my bin But, there's still some room on top And I think I can fit you in Yeah, it's trash day, baby You're really getting' on my nerves Ain't no sense in cryin' Gonna kick you to the curb Yeah, I tried to love you baby But it just ain't no use You're always driving me crazy With your lies and abuse I see the truck is coming Hear them emptying the cans You can go and have a party You and the god damned garbage man Well, it's trash day, baby You're really getting on my nerves Ain't no use in cryin' Gonna take you to the curb “Just climb in the pail, baby” “Things done went south” “That garbage ain’t nowhere near as foul” “As the shit comin out your mouth” You've been telling lies and cheatin' And treating me like a chump Maybe I'll come and visit you Down at the city dump Maybe I'll just recycle Cause I've got to prevent You from contaminating My whole damn environment Well, it's trash day, baby You're really getting on my nerves Ain't no sense in cryin' Gonna push you to the curb
9.
Ball That Jack Words and Music by Lamb & Watson Like a bird on the wind, where I land is where I live It's the way I am, it's something, you could never forgive I know I've done you wrong, you looked for me but I was long gone Out there on the road again, for way too long Carry my life around on my back Got to keep on movin', got to ball that jack When I hit the road, don't leave no tracks Like the evening twilight, as it fades to black It's time to be movin on, forget and move along It’s dust on the road, gone, without a trace Whiskey women and bars, lonely nights underneath the stars They don't help me at all when I cry and try to forget your face Carry my life around on my back Got to keep on movin', got to ball that jack When I hit the road, don't leave no tracks Like the evening twilight, as it fades to black If I get back to this town, woman I'll be around I'll show you that my love for you baby, is ever so… real But it's always the same, the road girl, it’s callin out my name You know the cards are always marked, it’s just the way that I deal Carry my life around on my back Got to keep on movin', got to ball that jack When I hit the road, don't leave no tracks Like the evening twilight, as it fades to black Like a freight train barrelin' off the track The deck I carry is always stacked I get the feelin', won’t be coming back Got to move on baby, got to ball that jack Got to ball that jack…. Got to ball that jack…. Got to ball that jack….
10.
Never Been To Nashville Words and Music by Lamb & Watson I've never been to Nashville I've never played in New Orleans Yeah, I've never been to Nashville I've never played in New Orleans Well, I could make the people dance across the floor Make the women shake it and beg for more Just like back in the day When they never heard nothing like it before I'd love to hop a freight train And watch the world roll on by Yeah, I'd love to hop a freight train And watch the world roll on by I'd drink a little wine and play my guitar Just me under the moonlight in an old boxcar Just like back in the day When they never heard nothing like it before I said, give me a second To the man with the knife He told me you must be crazy A second can change your life A second can change your life I read the funny papers by the light of the dial And the music takes me away for just a little while For just a little while I've never been to Nashville I've never played in New orleans Yeah, I've never been to Nashville I've never played in New Orleans Well, I could make the people dance across the floor Make the women shake it and beg for more Just like back in the day When they never heard nothing like it before
11.
Tell It To The River Words and Music by Lamb & Watson When I was young My father said to me Grab your fishing pole There's something you should see We walked on down that old dirt road Then we cut down through the reeds The widest stretch of river I think I'd ever seen Let your troubles with the current run “Tell it to the river” River don't care about the bad you've done “Tell it to the river” The answers will surely come “Tell it to the river” Ease your mind for awhile, my son A man's got to have his place, he said To get a little piece of mind Just get yourself a can of worms C'mon down here, cast your line It don't matter if they bite or not Just take yourself a little time Watch the river roll on by Feeling free, it ain’t no crime Let your troubles with the current run “Tell it to the river” River don't care about the bad you've done “Tell it to the river” The answers will surely come “Tell it to the river” Ease your mind for awhile, my son And when this world becomes too much to bare I remember that river and find my way back there He never bragged about being smart Just spoke the words that were in his heart That river is old, the river is wise The swirling eddies hypnotize When I’m down and can’t come up for air And this old life ain't been treating me fair I think of that river running free Its waters cleanse the doubts from me Let your troubles with the current run “Tell it to the river” River don't care about the bad you've done “Tell it to the river” The answers will surely come “Tell it to the river” Ease your mind for awhile, my son And when I’m lost and I’m feelin down. My father’s advice always brings me around And when this world becomes too much to bare I remember that river and find my way back there

about

BadgerStatic's first album released October 2012.

credits

released October 15, 2012

RK Watson
Performance & Production

Julie Healey
Backing vocals on Ball That Jack & Tell It To The River

Ken lamb
Cover Photography

RK Watson
Cover Design

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

BadgerStatic West Chester, Pennsylvania

BadgerStatic songs cover a wide range of subject matter and musical style. Conventional blues topics of lost love, addiction and insecurity combine with stinging commentary on our world and the events that are shaping our lives. Abstract and storytelling writing styles relate BadgerStatics take on the complexity and inherit unfairness of our current world. ... more

contact / help

Contact BadgerStatic

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like BadgerStatic, you may also like: