Kick DE Dead Man​/​Baby Boot Box

by George Engel

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1.
One summer on the street in downtown On a corner with the alley way Sweet Jesus, what a sight! But nobody went to call the police and nobody went to find a priest nobody getting too involved Dead man down with a bullet hole Dead man down under his over coat Dead man down with butter knife Dead man Down I went to call you on the day after Just to talk about the disaster you never pick up on the phone When I call/ just to talk about nothing at all/ but then sometimes I need you /just hear me when I call Break Just let me tell you now just what the truth is I'm really feeling hear just so useless It's hard for me to get around You tied me in a church of Hallelujahs just to free me from my abuses and kick the dead man to the ground (Chorus)
2.
I had my break down out on the highway so erotic wouldn't have it any other way I lost my vision and my car keys lost my best boy trying to keep a hold of me hey, someone told me once nothing ever disappears it comes and goes and passes through and changes places with the air and comes around again to you... he made some contact with a minor child do you recognized me from the photo I'm getting older now so I can say that without it haunting me without it coming back yeah, someone told me once nothing ever disappears it comes and goes and passes through and changes places with the air and comes around again to you... I made a bad deal with the good witch I had my fingers crossed through the major part of it but who can tell me now how's the enemy Does it come to be an ending with a nasty twist 'cause, someone told me once nothing ever disappears it comes and goes and passes through and changes places with the air and comes around again to you... (Break) (Chorus) I had a long dream about another life and had a girlfriend That killed me with a butter knife nothing ever disappears it comes and goes and passes through and changes places with the air and comes around again to you...
3.
Hey, listen all my friends went missin' with my long division and my sick religion and my cousin who always swore he wasn't caught my monkey cheating now we're barely speaking I have a theory on why my life is so scary and what it takes to cure me and who should tell my story O.K. now.... here it comes.... just a second... I think I lost the vision the sweet revelation that justified this regression here it goes.... the street mission kickin' on Division (Ave.) crying for my Mother but all that come' is the women and there's trouble when you deny that there's trouble and your sleepin' on gravel then it turns into double I'd never seen dark side of the evergreen it was years ago but my pain is still seventeen and cold nights still make my fingers numb when I remember right a flood of pictures come.... Out on Division ... Out on Division (Ave.) and the sister now only speaks in whispers I've nearly lost my hearing so, I hardly miss her! and the brother who loved to suffer well, I beat him senseless he would have liked it rougher! so, hey, listen all my friends went missin' with my long division and my sick religion and my cousin who finally died in Houston deadly hepatitis the Catholic solution! Out on Division (Ave.) Out on Division (Ave.)
4.
think I might be your distant cousin my, oh my, oh my, oh of Israel and his dirty dozen my oh my oh my Silence is our code of honor my oh my oh my oh think you might be my missing father my oh my oh my drown me in the river Jordan where ever the hell that is I just might be someone important is anyone getting all this? I knew Azazel he really scared me he was living my past again you'd think it would have prepared me but only slithered me down in sin and even now when I tell my story all I get is that silly grin like everyone's just feeling sorry that I'm repeating myself again! ...a... 'bout my life with my distant cousin my, oh my, oh my, oh of Israel and his dirty dozen my oh my oh my Silence is our code of honor my oh my oh my oh think you might be my missing father my oh my oh my...so drown me in the river Jordan where ever the hell that is I just might be someone important is anyone getting all this? (break) Am I really the son of perdition my oh, my oh, my oh well, that explains this sad condition my oh, my oh, my wish I were the son of heaven I would bless the world with peace and change my common name to Kevin my evil brother long deceased who might be your distant cousin my, oh my, oh my, oh of Israel and his dirty dozen my oh my oh my Silence is our code of honor my oh my oh my oh think you might be my missing father my oh my oh my...so take a trip to the river Jordan an invitation few resist you just might be someone important is anybody getting all this?
5.
like fire and water yes we go back farther and longer than I can remember you far before time and where time and all motion returns But oh, sweet mother of virgins i know, God is no saint I swear, on Mary and Joseph he had me spread eagle and shackled with chains and like fire and water yes we go back farther and longer than I can remember you far before time and where time and all motion returns and oh.... I tried to kill him with blows..... Straight to the head and I kicked..... his bleedin' dead body but he'd get right up and go rise from the dead and like fire and water yes we go back farther and longer than I can remember you far before time and where time and all motion returns i wish.., i could sprinkle his ashes and love would color the sky I'd hear some thunderous crashes till a Burst of wind blew the dust in my eyes and like fire and water yes we go back farther and longer than I can remember you far before time and where time and all motion returns
6.
Wish I could tell you something you don't already know from some news print that doesn't relate to you or make you hear me without you hearing just what you hear... but all you'll hear.... just isn't there Time walks out slowly then it turns around leaving never nearly enough to hold and what's left here, ugly disease just burns it down so what's left to be, for you and me is only sympathy. only sympathy only sympathy In the Morning, coming awake, I hear the train God knows, it's something that comforts me 'cause this evening 6 p m, it comes again which tells me then, it'll come again. but some morning, someday, I'll be sleeping late with no thunder coming to shake my bed some wonder, if hard and long, you dream and wait... make no mistake, yeah, I'll awake to only sympathy only sympathy only sympathy ah...ah....ah....ah Repeat 1st Verse
7.
Wither Away 03:38
It's like a mud slide slid on me and buried me and I cant see, or hear, or breathe either. so why should I get out of bed? why should I get out of bed? I hate when this happens I get mad at myself I feel so guilty and empty and worthless and nothing ever seems to help nothing ever seems to help I cant eat, I cant sleep I'm gonna wither away I'm so tired, I'm so weak I'm gonna wither away Down the sewer drain I'm gonna slither away I'm gonna waste and wane I'm gonna wither away seem' like when I'm here always, ever been here, seems like that same old pain again covers every Part of me covers every part of me. And It's hard to remember any other feeling or anything that ever made a difference Seems it never goes away until it all just goes away (Break) I cant eat, I cant sleep I'm gonna wither away I'm so tired, I'm so weak I'm gonna wither awayy Down the sewer drain I'm gonna slither away I'm gonna waste and wane I'm gonna wither away
8.
Not from around here? explains the accent And the face paint, and the rancid smell of those black boot... prints on my front lawn hope you're not thinking of staying here very long yeah, quit the queer walk I need some "beer talk" I need some white bread under my bed spread I love my family and I'll protect them with a gun Yes, I'm afraid of you because I'm scared of you I'm afraid of...the way you look I'm afraid of you because I'm scared of me and everyhing I cant understand that I miss-took do I look stupid ? I wouldn't shoot you without a warning to stop your voodoo But I get nervous about your purpose on my space... I have my morals I know about values I teach my children to be open, to be willing to spray a scary face with mace... (Chorus) I'm afraid of you you're my buga-boo and your floor mat and your bomb-shoe and when I throw you into a lump sum I just need so to sump pump some
9.
you're so honest when you sleep and your dreams they never lie cause your soft underneath and you quiver when you cry with your middle split in two seen your heart bleeding blue I've seen you and in my hands and when you breathe and in the creases of your skin and in the quiet of the water but the middle of the wind ............I've seen you And in the breaking of the night where an echo never dies sits the daughter of your light and from the corner of my eyes ............I've seen you and when the tower comes to fall by the angel of despair I'll be hanging for your call while your riding on the air ............I've seen you like the motion of the mist on the creatures of the heart so, now how could I resist from the shadows of the dark So, now where am I to go and now what am I to do I've seen you.
10.
Mean Dog 02:57
Mean dog, Mean Dog, Mean Dog when he was a puppy he was kicked and beaten beaten with a rolled up NY Times even way back then there was something eating eating at him keep inside You see his daddy was a loner a pincher ya might say a doberman to be exact and everyone called his mother a bitch if you were him how would YOU react Mean Dog, Mean Dog. Mean Dog Well I met him at the homeless shelter he was hungry beggin for some table scraps he only growled when I threw pocket money as if to say my troubles run deeper that that ya see they used to throw stones at his dog house for fun he broke his chain and bit the neighbor kid and ever since then he been on the run yeah, just like some fugitive Mean Dog, Mean Dog. Mean Dog he still covers in the corner and pees and everyone turns their head in disgust but he doesn't even care who sees no, he dosent even blush (Break) Yeah, he still sits and howls at the moon and squats in some nasty place but that sick puppy would just as soon bite your hand than lick your face Mean Dog, Mean Dog. Mean Dog How'd ya get so mean?
11.
Take a Rest 04:07
Summer rises, Summer sets but all it's wisdom we forget when winter blows it's cold on you and covers you with snow oh, and when the spring-night flowers jade and nothing's left but the mess I've made I know you must be getting tired of me so, where's there left to go? so…i know it's for the best that you go and take a rest close your eyes and drift at sea and take a rest from me nothing much you haven't seen busted, stalker, gasoline key scratched your TV screen so I could get in “deep” oh and when the campus police crashed thought to have you flush the stash never thought I’d be leaving you without a place to sleep! so…i know it's for the best that you go and take a rest close your eyes and drift at sea and take a rest from me Then down deep in the subway hole I found the will I thought you stole till my best friend ripped me off and blamed it on the rent (man!) then ended up at Geraldeans where i pissed on that TV screen so she boiled my belt in oil as just recompense So, you know I'm so depressed I should go (with you) and take a rest close our eyes and drift at sea and take a rest from me....alright now... (BREAK) Summer rises, Summer sets but all it's wisdom we forget when winter blows it's cold on you and covers you with snow oh, and when the spring night flowers jade and nothing's left but the mess I've made I know you must get tired of me what's there left to say ? I know i made such a mess I should blow up this dirty nest and close my eyes and drift at sea and take a rest from me
12.
In Blue 02:38
If I could paint happiness over your sorry life I would paint happiness blue for you and read From a story book to Brighten your sorry Look and you would think everything true for awhile life would seem good to you In Blue Now gone is the precious gold Smiles from the tales you told Under The Valley and lost To You And precious Your time was so under and over sold So I wish for once it were true for awhile life would seem good to you in Blue So all that I have for you meant here to comfort you meaningless, vacant and poor It's true It's only my weak atTempt TO say what i think I meant After this passing is through In awhile Life will Be good To you In Blue

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"...mostly sad songs..." (ge)

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released January 3, 2020

Baby Boot Box is:
George Engel
Scott Genereau
Matt Sikorski (In Blue)
Craig Malone
Produced by Scott Genereau for Sling Slang Records

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George Engel Hartford, Connecticut

George Engel, a singer/songwriter and for MANY years the owner and operator of Connecticut local music label, Sling Slang Records, has recorded his own songs with his bands, Baby Boot Box and George Engel and the Wedding Band.

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