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In My Old Bedroom
04:45
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In my old bedroom
I’d be listening to “Music From Big Pink”
I’d roll a joint in the gatefold
It had that stanky skunky stink
And when “The Weight” would start playing
My creaky old bed would start swaying
In my old bedroom
It was my hideaway
My hideaway from all the screaming
In my old bedroom
My secret place
My secret place where I was dreaming
In my old bedroom
I’d lie me down, I’d lie me down and masturbate
I’d dream of that girl in Geometry class
And how I might ask her out on a date
But I never ever found the cojones
I was too busy standing on ceremonies
No one could hurt me
Or say I’m retarded
I could be myself
And not be guarded
In my old bedroom
I could pretend that I was the new Bob Dylan
I’d fake my way on my shit guitar
My playing was weak but my spirit was willin’
My sister would bust in and laugh at me
She’d say, Who you trying to be
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Let's Do This Thing
04:16
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Come on baby put your left foot in
And shake it all around
Are you ready to cut loose
Lift yourself up off of the ground
The only thing that's holding you back
Is your irrational fear
So put all your fears on hold
And get your big bad booty in gear
Now when I call you up
Don't you tell me what you can't do
There's only so much time on the clock
Don't you waste it all being untrue
Let's do this thing, let's do it today
Let's do this thing
Dig it, do it right away
Don't you know that I am hungry as hell
I could eat horse
Will you please whip me one up
It'll be the first course
Then I wanna go and hit the town
Take in a few shows
The only thing that's impossible
Is the impossibility of crows
Tired of hearing all your lame excuses
It's getting pretty old
The world will turn one way or the other
Lo and behold
You know you got yourself a choice here
This ain't no dictatorship
At least it's not one yet, baby
So get on down on a funky tip
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Waiting on You
03:24
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I wait on you in the morning
I wait on you in the afternoon
I wait on you in the evening
You're not coming or going any time soon
Got the waiting on you
Waiting on you
Waiting on you blues
Got the waiting on you
Waiting on you
Waiting on you blues
Might as well take a snooze
I'm all dressed up
I'm all set to get on going
When you'll be good and ready
Well I have no way of knowing
You tell me, Gimme a minute
But that minute turns into an hour
Wanna kick you in your keister
But I ain't got that kind of power
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Old Blue Heart
06:02
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Sometimes the weight of the world
Presses down so hard
It threatens to break me in two
And leave me scarred
I'm not as resilient
As I used to be
I feel like my limbs
Are like a broken old tree
My old blue heart, it bleeds red
My blood is like a river over a riverbed
My old blue heart, it beats so true
It beats for you, it beats for you
True blue
I still think about you mostly late at night
While the rest of the world is sleeping
I leave on a light
I pray for your safe return
Though I know you won't be back
How many years has it been
I can't keep track
You needed to find your own special way
Wherever that took you, well you could not say
I tried to understand and I let you go
Where are you now
I just don't know, I just don't know
I heard from some friends
That you moved out west
You cut off your hair
And you're still on your quest
Some say you are happy
Some say you've found peace
That may be good for you
But for me the longing it just won't cease
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Blue Sunday
05:25
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It's a Sunday morning
And the snow is coming down
The sky is gray
And all the leaves are brown
Went out for a walk
On this winter's day
Well I would be safe and warm
If I was out in LA
I am blue
I am blue for you
I am blue
Boo hoo
I am blue
Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Got down on my knees
And I pretend to pray
You know the preacher, he likes the cold
He knows I'm gonna stay
California dreamin’
On Such a winter’s day
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day
If I didn't tell her
I could leave today
California dreamin’
On such a winter’s day
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Jump
04:22
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My whole body aches
It aches me right down to the bone
Something’s burning in me
Burning like acetone
There ain’t no remedy
There ain’t no kind of cure
And I gotta wonder
How much more I can endure
Wanna jump
Wanna jump out of my skin
Wanna blow myself up
Wanna pull out the pin
Wanna jump out of my skin
I don’t have good days
I just have days of endless pain
I go out for a stroll
And I get hit by a train
I don’t ask for much
I ask for nothing at all
Try to right myself
But then I stumble and fall
I didn’t ask for this
But this is what I got
Ask me how much it hurts
It hurts a lot
I raise the white flag
And I am calling for surrender
Will you take me by the hand
Will you treat me sweet and tender
Is it too much to ask
Won’t you give me what I need
Or would rather be a jerk
And simply watch me bleed
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John Lennon's Blues
05:40
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I feel so lonely
I just wanna die
Well I feel so lonely
I just wanna die
Why I ain't dead already
Don't know the reason why
Why I ain't dead already
Oh girl I don't know the reason why
And I got John Lennon's blues
And I got John Lennon's blues
In the morning
I just wanna die
In the evening
I just wanna die
Why I ain't dead already
I don't know the reason why
Why I ain't dead already
I don't know the reason why
The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bones
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones
Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist 'round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
I feel so lonely
I just wanna die
Well I feel so lonely
I just wanna die
I dig a pony
I dig a pony
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Next Stop Wonderland
03:48
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Real Gritty Nitty
04:31
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Well I look in the mirror and who do I see
A crazy old man looking back at me
He seems to follow my every move
I bang on a drum and he gets in the groove
I wish that I could make him go away
But it looks like he is here to stay
Get on down to the real gritty nitty
Well I used it be young but now I am old
My story no longer waits to be told
All my glory days are far behind
And the women I see pay they me no mind
I sit all alone in the back of the bus
In the spot reserved for a crazy old cuss
Well nobody sees me and nobody cares
I'm a crazy old man giving crazy old stares
I sit around eating apple sauce
Used to give a damn now I don't give a toss
Let the world be run by a Gameboy kid
Will he do better than this old man did
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Forevermore
05:58
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You said there was
A present coming in the mail
I should look for it tomorrow
It will come without fail
You said that I would love it
Yeah, that was your claim
But to my surprise the present never came
What about your promise
What about your word
You laughed at me and said
I was being absurd
I said, Nothing means nothing
Then I slammed the door
Forevermore
I asked you what had happened
To my present in the mail
You had said that it was coming
Coming without fail
You said I was mistaken
Must be out of my head
I must have misheard exactly what you said
You like to build my hopes up
Make me think you're great
But the only thing I feel, yeah
Is deep-seated hate
Well you can keep your presents
No thank you
Don't need you in my life
We are done and through
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January Town
05:33
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Christmas is done and gone
And all the presents
Are tossed out in the trash
The tree has been take down
And I am plumb outta cash
Got them January blues
And a snow is coming down, down, down
The light is dim and gray
All over this January town
It is ten below
And I'm freezing down to my marrow
Gonna put my feet up
And lower down my sombrero
They say April is cruel
But they got that all wrong
January is hell
That's why I'm singing this song
It's the dead of winter
And there ain't nowhere to go
The last thing I wanna do
Is go out and shovel the fucking snow
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We've stayed together all these years
Through the joy and the tears
In a home we've made our own
You and me together alone
It's the dream of the house
Inside the house
Where we've built on the foundation
In these rooms we lived out our lives
Now the house is coming down
Now the house is coming down
In this room a light is on
And you are reading your book
I am in a separate corner
Giving you a longing look
There are rooms that are dark
They've been shuttered for years
Like the one where we made love
There were laughs
There were tears
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Eliot Wilder Boston, Massachusetts
“Keep ravens and they will tear your eyes out.”
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