Nobody Cares

by Hungry Skinny

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Recorded at Light Rail Studios
Mixed, Mastered, and Engineered by Eric Haas

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released 18 December 2012
Special thanks to Dave Cross

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tags: blues rock & roll San Francisco

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Track Name: Arielle
Changing eyes;
Your desperate stare,
Will not be waiting for me when you get there.
Nobody notices;
Nobody Cares…
but I will remember you by the winter air.

Ooh, Arielle…

Come April, honey;
Come July,
The heartthrob will wield it’s graceful barbed wire.
Come April, honey;
Come July
You just might recognize my smile…

Arielle.
Track Name: Arctic Eyes
I’ll wait a year, if it’s worth the time
but if you leave it in the air, then ill have to get high
don’t ask why, just try, to realize
that I bloom with embrace, so not to welt in the vase
it’s your face, your petrified, petrified grace
that leaves me in this place, of angst, no thanks
with arctic eyes, on a Siberian face
with artic eyes, on a Siberian face

Well I try to retrace, your face, the lace,
that tangles our touch, but it hurts to much,
to know you not, not as such, the one to get when the goin gets tuff
well though Siberia has ruined me
it’s you the rose of Shannon who see’s
how thou, might want to see, how thou, might ought to see

With arctic eyes
that freeze
with artic eyes
that freeze

I’ve got my friends, my latest trend
My gin, my hymns, my bourbon tin

Any bee will tell ya old honeys a mess,
any sea will surely show nothings at rest
apathy’s a vest, you wear to free your chest
second guess what you left, first desire which you kept
when you fall ill, of frozen will, set still, Jill, let Durdi heal
the crown you broke fallin down the hill
you know I will...
But’cha ya make me, make me wanna kill

I’ve got my friends, my latest trend
My gin, my hymns, my bourbon tin

But I still see, ya I still see
I still see, ya I still see
I still see, ya I still see
With artic eyes; that freeze
Track Name: Ain't Walkin You Home
I’m looking down at her
And her up at me,
Is this the way that love is supposed to be?
I don’t think so…
But then again, I don’t know.
Well I’m sorry I ripped your stockings,
But I’m not your man-
don’t think about it.
We’ve done what lovers do, but my cab is outside,
And we’re certainly not lovers- you and I.

So pull the sheet away from my eyes, darlin’
‘n I become a victim of compromise-
Images alone, they will never surmise
Lest we strive to realize
That life is the woman you’ve always loved
And death, she is your commonlaw wife
And you must be some kinda fool
If you think that they are walkin’ you home
Little boy, little boy, tonight.

There’s a lot of things in this world that really-
-turn me on
(oh yeah they really do)
[Eyes that see
And feeling hands
Water touching distant sands]
Electricity really- Turns me on!
And the sun, oh the sun, well it- Turns me on!
And organized religion- Turns me on!
And people, oh you people, you know ya- Turn me on!
[Moving around in designated squares;
Putting eachother in electric chairs]
A lot of things in this world… Turn me on…
But I cannot understand your soul,
Guilded now and you’re growing old
Loins’re hot but your heart is cold
And y’r standard’s no electric gold
it’s already been sold.

So pull the sheet away from my eyes, darlin’
‘n I become a victim of compromise-
Images alone, they will never surmise
Lest we strive to realize
That life is the woman you’ve always loved
And death, she is your commonlaw wife
And neither of them is gonna be walkin you home
Little girl, cats ‘n kittens tonight.
Alright.
Track Name: My Dear Captain
When I first met my dear captain
‘e seemed an awfully charming man
Well ‘e drank an’ spit an‘ee cursed an’ fought
An’ee had callouses on ‘is ‘ands
Well, I asked ‘im for a word or two
An’ee imparted this to me
“Don’t count all yer babies till yer dick’s cut off
And you won’t end up like me”

And I began to smoke the buds, and the leaves,
From my family tree
And sent the smoke out my window to the sea
Eventually…

And my Queen, I knew her well-
All mind control hairdo
And pearls from hell, sayin’
“Measure yourself by everyone else”
“Burn a little money, and wear the smell”
and “If the ship is sinkin’, boy, save yerself”
Yeah if the ship is sinkin’, boy, save yerself
And she never did find dry land…

‘N brothers who ravel and slowly untwist
the desire to travel, to forget all of this-
only that obstacle shall be missed.