AFTER HOURS

by Kirk Adams

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1.
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
Feeding Time 03:38
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
6.
Make A Move 03:10
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
7.
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
8.
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

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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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