About Matt Groves & Rich Jane Song and Lyrics

About Matt Groves & Rich Jane Song and Lyrics

Matt and Jane engage in a fateful tryst. We borrowed the plot of this song from Fairport Convention’s “Mattie Groves” who, in turn, borrowed their plot from an old English folk song. The idea was to produce a modern version of Mattie’s fate.

Matt Groves & Rich Jane

Matt Groves walked in the bar, and saw
Rich Jane, sitting with her friends.
He told the bartender to draw
him a draft, and his nerves felt raw.
He saw Jane was up to bad ends.

Then Jane appeared by his side, on an old bar stool,
saying she loved him since they were in school,
“You’re a good man, I’ll confide,
when you left here, I nearly died.
To deny me now would be so cruel.”

“I loved you too, he said, but now you’ve married,”
and I’ve been gone, been gone too long.
Your man runs a gang, head-strong,
bound to take poorly to such a wrong.
You know his shotgun keeps folks worried.”

“It’s true, he’s a very tough man,
but now he’s gone, for a week, he went out of state,
just one night is something we can
pull off, with no one knowing our fate.
I can promise you, Matt, I’ll make you great.”

The barkeep pretended not to hear,
but when Matt and Jane left the bar,
he called Jane’s man, about Jane dear.
They thought he was away too far,
and they could love all night without any fear.

Come morn, her man stood at the foot of the bed,
“How do you like my lady, Matt?” was all he said.
“I like her fine, like none instead.”
Wrong answer, laying in his bed,
the shotgun roared, shot poor Matt dead.

“Now I caused you and Matt to part,
my love, so can we end this quarrel?”
Jane’s eyes said Matt cannot depart,
she pulled the shotgun to her heart,
squeezed off that other barrel.

He had people clean up the room,
and remove the remains;
he didn’t explain the whole blowup,
down at the water, with the chains,
he placed Jane on top, with such great pains,

because love is all that remains.

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Creating Chant #68

Creating Chant #68

Creating Chant #68
Jeremy showed up at the studio one day, saying he thought of a great melody on the way here. We recorded just him and his guitar. I said it sounded like a chant. Within a half hour I came up with the lyrics, and in a three-hour session we had the whole song mapped out. Tommy Kelly is the singer, Jeremy Bates playing guitars, Tommy Whiteman on drums, and Matt Blocher playing keyboards Chant #68 came into being.

Chant #68 Lyrics

Hey, hey, hey
We’re in the world
Hey, hey, hey
of many dances.

Hey, hey, hey
Living the life
Hey, hey, hey
of many trances.
Here we go . . .

Hey, hey, hey
Climbing a tree
Hey, hey, hey
Of many branches.

Hey, hey, hey
It’s all about
Hey, hey, hey
Our frail chances.
Here we go . . .

Hey, hey, hey
We’re in the world
Hey, hey, hey
of many dances.

Hey, hey, hey
Living the life
Hey, hey, hey
of many trances.

Hey, hey, hey
Something about the future:

Hey, hey, hey
It always reaches into the past.

Here we go:

Hey, hey, hey
Something about the future:

Hey, hey, hey
It always reaches into the past.
Here we go now:

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Ward Kelley owner of Wardco Studios Bio
Ward Kelley has seen his stories and poems appear in hundreds of journals worldwide. He is a three-time Pushcart Prize nominee whose publication credits include such journals as: Plainsongs, Karamu, Another Chicago Magazine, Strange Horizons, Spillway, GSU Review, Rattle, The Chaffin Journal, Midstream, Zuzu’s Petals, Ginger Hill, Sunstone, Pif, Whetstone, Melic Review, Thunder Sandwich, Potpourri and Skylark. The recipient of the Nassau Review Poetry Award for 2001, Kelley is also the author of “histories of souls,” a poetry collection, and he has an epic poem, “comedy incarnate” on CD and CD ROM.

Kelley holds a Masters of Creative Writing. He published two novels “Divine Murder” and “Keenly Alive, Tony.” He also published two management theory books, “Warehouse Productivity” (2005Distribution Group, New York NY), and “Zen of Warehouse Management” (2005Distribution Group, New York NY), under the name Pat Kelley.

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Our Man Stan Song and Lyrics

Our Man Stan Song and Lyrics

First single from the forthcoming EP, An Imperfect Cadence of Gloom and Ennui. Our Man Stan tells the story of an ordinary young man whose life is upended in an accident, and who is ultimately let down by a system stripped to its bare bones by so-called “austerity” measures.

Lyrics:

Our man Stan, simple young man,
Knew his home town like the back of his hand,
No great vision, no great plan,
Just a footnote, just an also-ran,
Our man Stan could have done much better,
Our man Stan should have gone one better,
Our man Stan left alone, unfettered,
Chasing no gain, chasing no vendetta,
Our man Stan,
Our man Stan

Trouble at work, trouble at home,
On the shop floor with a broken bone,
If he can’t lift, then he can’t work,
Out of a job and out on his own,
Wasn’t his fault he was tired and shaking,
Wasn’t his fault that his back was breaking,
In a cold flat, worrying and aching,
Counting the coins that he isn’t making,
Our man Stan,
Our man Stan

Stands up in line, nought to his name,
Restart officer shifting the blame,
Can’t he move home, pay to retrain,
Can’t he lift loads in spite of the pain?
Our man Stan says he’s not workshy,
That the pain is real and his debt’s sky-high,
But the man at the desk has targets to meet, so
Our man Stan is out on the street,
Our man Stan,
Our man Stan

Our man Stan, broken young man
Just one good soul dealt a bad hand,
No route out, no escape plan,
Numbing his pain with another tin can,
Our man Stan,
Our man Stan

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“Death Does Not Come Humble” by Entering Another added to Featured Playlist

“Death Does Not Come Humble” by Entering Another added to Featured Playlist

Death Does Not Come Humble
By Entering Another

Death Does Not Come Humble Lyrics

Verse 1

Death does not come humble, it arises,
a lion, unsettles air, a condor,
it springs from the ocean, canonizes,
like a dolphin cutting the sea’s top door.

Chorus

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least,
for you are the least.

Verse 2

Don’t lay in fear, the Receptor, don’t deny
This last expression of the breathing.
Death does not come forward to humble you,
It arises, an animal, freeing.

Chorus

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least,
for you are the least.

Guitar solo

Verse 3

Humble is not the stance for you to take,
in front of this animal of great hope,
only a lack of understanding makes
you hesitate, a need to interlope.

Chorus

Mount the back of this graceful, forgiving beast,
for you are the greatest,
for you are the least,
for you are the least.

for you are the greatest,
for you are the least.

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Forget You by Unintended Strangers

Forget You by Unintended Strangers

We are a folk duo who co-write and collaborate completely online- we have never met in person. This was one of the very first songs we wrote,  and still means a lot to us personally.  Visit Unintended Strangers Website.

Forget you

When I dream your face it comes to mind

The feeling of your hand so warm in mine

I tried so hard to forget you

but a part of me just will not let you go

Somehow I left a piece of my heart thats buried back in that place we met

first love they say is hard to forget but I want to

Forget you

We were just kids way back when we’d stay up hours making future plans

I’ve moved on but still you’re in my head

and a part of me just will not let you go

“but kids move on and make their way, and life rolls on just like a train

another time another place would you recognize my face would you even know my name

somehow I left a piece of my heart thats buried back in that place we met

first love they say it’s hard to forget but I want to

forget you

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Swamp Witch Remaster Lyrics

Swamp Witch Remaster Lyrics

We’ve all heard the story of selling your soul to the devil. But what about selling your soul to the Swamp Witch. This is a  story written by Author Ward Kelley (of Divine Murder) for his children then later turned into a rock song which is played by Ellusion of Wardco Studios.  Listen to the lyrics to follow Bar Keep Johnnie and Jungle Jane go from poor to rich! They go down, way on down to the bayou to see the Swamp Witch. Johnnie’s now a big man, Janie’s now a looker, Look at them, oh damn!

Swamp Witch Lyrics

Bar Keep Johnnie
And Jungle Jane

He was scrawny.
She a little plain,

But they loved each other.
But they loved each other.

Take it,
Take it,
To the next level.

Easy to go from poor to rich,
Maybe bargain with the Devil,

And go down, go down,
Go way on down
To see the Swamp Witch.

Johnnie got a gun,
Janie got a wig,

This could be fun,
A new kind of gig.

And they loved each other.
And they loved each other.

Take it,
Take it,
To the next level.

Easy to go from poor to rich,
Maybe bargain with the Devil,

And go down, go down,
Go way on down
To see the Swamp Witch.

Down on the bayou,
Just go, go, go,

She has a strange fruit – oh!
Don’t go slow, slow, slow.

Swamp Witch,
Swamp Witch,
Notch up your courage
A hitch,

And listen to
The Swamp Witch!

Johnnie’s now a big man
Janie’s now a looker,

Look at them, oh damn!
Fruit is quicker than liquor!

And they loved each other.
And they loved each other.

Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fruit – oh!
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fruit – oh!
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fruit – oh!
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie that fruit – oh!

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