AFTER HOURS

by Kirk Adams

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Presented for your approval, eight songs lost among the back alleys of "Undertown". Outtakes, if you will, making their way into the halo of a street light, like an understudy taking center stage. Experiments in style, lyrical content and atmosphere. Pull up a stack of tomorrows newspapers and have a seat...

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released April 12, 2017

All songs written by Kirk Adams
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Recorded at Mystic Orb
Photography by Bridge Burke

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Kirk Adams St Petersburg, Florida

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Track Name: Poisonous Truth
Hanging with the Skulls
At closing time
Running with the bulls
In the dizzy moonshine

Pulling on a thread
Tearing at her dress
A Bettie Page dream
That you can't confess

If it's a poisonous truth
Or a precarious lie
Still I'll love you baby
'Til the day I die

Out of my mind
When you don't come quick
I go crawling after you
And you give me a kick

I go swimming through the night
Among the glittering fish
A tarnished spoon
Looking for a dish

If it's a poisonous truth
Or a precarious lie
Still I'll love you baby
'Til the day I die
Track Name: Head 4 Sunshine
The stage is set
A marionette
Swinging on a star
Frowning sparrow
I'm lying low
Sinking in the tar

She surrounds herself with candles
When there's no one else around

She's got a head for sunshine
I've got a head for rain
She's gotta head for sunshine
I've gotta head for rain

Trouble in threes
I'm down on my knees
White pine blister rust
See how she holds
On to marigolds
Pink smile, yellow dust

She sees angels in the darkness
When there's not one to be found

She's got a head for sunshine
I've got a head for rain
She's gotta head for sunshine
I've gotta head for rain

Down, down is my direction
Gazing up, up at her reflection
Track Name: Lose Your Memory (Tabula Rasa)
Punks and daggers
Late night staggers
Wound up tight as a snare
Swimming with sharks
In the black brick dark
Never coming up for air

What's it gonna take to lose your memory
Who do I see to get the slate wiped clean
What's it gonna take to lose your memory
Make me feel like a human being

Lips and breasts
Hair is a mess
Sleeping in a thrift store dream
Reading my star chart
Smelling like a pop tart
Dipped in a jar of Vaseline

What's it gonna take to lose your memory
Who do I see to get the slate wiped clean
What's it gonna take to lose your memory
Make me feel like a human being
Track Name: Wrong Side Of The Wrecking Ball
If I could only remember
To take the time to forget
That warm night in November
When you and I first met

You said your marriage was over
Before it ever began
It made me start to wonder
If I could be your man

I put myself on the line
You hung me out to dry
I tell you I'm feeling fine
I hope you know it's a lie

I'm on the wrong side
Of the wrecking ball

I had a couple of hard days
That turned into a year
A DUI and a blank gaze
I couldn't get into gear
You come around with your girlfriends
Every once in a while
You like to play with the distance
You still like to make me smile
I put myself on the line
You hung me out to dry
I tell you I'm feeling fine
I hope you know it's a lie
I'm on the wrong side
Of the wrecking ball
Track Name: Feeding Time
He's conquered the bars, the babes and the bitches
He's fulfilled nightmares, stereotypes and wishes
He'll stay in his seat til they show him the door
But there's time left to scuttle across the dance floor

And it's feeding time
It's feeding time

She wonders why he's so suddenly cold
When last night his actions were razor sharp and bold
He jumped when she'd hint at the slightest desire
Now he's turned into ice after stoking her fire

And it's feeding time
It's feeding time

He lies through his teeth, through threats and through tears
He's pawned credibility for sympathetic ears
She stares in his eyes and she feels so alone
The hunger inside her so great still has grown

And it's feeding time
It's feeding time
Track Name: Make A Move
Time for you to make yourself scarce
Pretend to be somebody else
Wake up in a different circumstance
A new shirt and a different style of pants


It ain't no mistake
You gotta make a move some day
Bend or break
You're gonna make a move one day

Take the other road if you please
Trade the forests for a fresh set of trees
Rent a car and visit a strange town
Change your hair to red or black from brown


It ain't no mistake
You gotta make a move some day
Bend or break
You're gonna make a move one day

Grow some wings or get down on all fours
Get in the stream or underneath the floors
Turn your telescope around the other way
Chase the night into another day

It ain't no mistake
You gotta make a move some day
Bend or break
You're gonna make a move one day
Track Name: Love's Looking For You
Chasing flamingos
Under the stars
Foreign accents
Tremelo guitars

It takes time
Sometimes a lot
Might seem it's hiding
More times than not

Love's looking for you
Love's looking for you
Even in the darkest places that you go
Love's looking for you
Love's looking for you
From the face of everyone you'll ever know

Dancing castles
Fragrant stares
Running with Thrill Dogs
Through the evening air

You think it's over
Not true my friend
You can feel it growing
Inside again

Love's looking for you
Love's looking for you
Even in the darkest places that you go
Love's looking for you
Love's looking for you
From the face of everyone you'll ever know

Distant trumpets in your desolation
Call you from darkness to illumination
Track Name: The World Is Full Of Holes
The world is full of holes
You can take that to the bank
Nothing is safely locked away
Any space can be made blank
The world is full of holes

The world is full of holes
You can take that to the shrink
Love's a missing persons report
Made with disappearing ink
The world is full of holes

The world is full of holes
Fissures, cracks and leaks
Some things vanish all at once
Some things take days or weeks
The world is full of holes

The world is full of holes
Ask your wisest friends
Boom! another mystery rises
From the deep then right back down again
The world is full of holes

The world is full of holes
And you can hold on to the sides
Try to cover it up with palm leaves
Witticisms, snark and lies

Still the world is full of holes