when gravity's a palm pushing down on your head
like the devil's got a paw dug in your shoulder 
and the other one is rubbing your back
but the kitchen in this new place has a window 
yeah you can grow basil on the sill 
maybe you can call your neighbors by name now

berries on the dash is the sweetest kind of living
Still this feels like eating the meat of the mountain
It's all grit and gristle I can't chew and swallow, 
I'm gnawing my way back home
the clouds look a lot like wool gone through the wash
I check my phone for the time but I still wear my watch
yeah i’m confused about how i’m supposed to connect to anything now 

the kind of high I like is when I barely make the train    
And the people with a seat smile big at me cause they know the feeling
and for a millisecond we share a look like a family does
like we have inside jokes 
like we could call each other by little nicknames
and I could tell the story of how
My great grandmothers sister was deemed a saint
how they exhumed her body after years of being buried 
and they found she hadn't even begun to sully
so they moved her again, straight into the Vatican 

I think of all the billions of eyes 
all looking at something different at the same time
and I feel nauseous 
some days i can only see into my suitcase 
it's got everything I need 
plus some superstitious things I may also need
"music soothes the savage beast"
the pilot says to me and he asks me to sing
but now is not the time
I just want to fall into a pile of warm laundry 
i just wanna keep very very quiet yeah

it’s june where you sleep and july where I land 
thought I saw you on the platform in Amsterdam
and I nearly missed my train 
and I felt so defeated til I jumped on to see all the warm smiles were for me 
I made my train and it made me so happy
I made my train and it made me forget everything
it made me forget, made me forget made me forget made me forget everything
it made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget made me forget everything

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In The Morning

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This is a song about tractors and agricultural contracting harvesters lifting grass and lifting silage with tractors and trucks. the video was made by Marty taking photos and pics of tractors ,trucks and harvesters while he was out driving and working and writing the song in his head . Its like farm simulator only real

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MARTY MONE  - HIT THE DIFF LYRICS

PRECHORUS 
Mowing lifting Sowing baleing.
Drawing hauling and buckrakeing.
Backing  stacking ploughing crashing.
Tipping wrapping tail doors flapping .
Sucking diesel cutting trucking.
Spreading piping double cluching.
Spinning slideing digging rIgging.
Raring tearing losing winning.

CHORUS

O hit the diff and pray.
That she go's all the way.
When am flat to the mat. 
with the party hats 
Am heading for the tea
They thought that we where quitting. 
Well when the sun went down. 
With a flame from the pipe 
we drove all nite 
to the fuel it ran out.

VERSE 1

O give me a yoke 
with plenty of poke
And a can of easy start.
And 1500 acres 
hauling  40 tone of grass.
I said good bye before july
to the woman in an offal rush
And it was near christmas 
before i got back in touch

VERSE 2

I found a sate
But i had no brakes
Couldn't keep it cool
With loads of power 
I was behide an hour
So i give the pump a scew
Out all nite.
With no lights 
Only seeing stars
And the gloom from the moon
And the diesel light in the dash

VERSE 3

Over load on 
on a down hill road
Slapping trough the gears
Sending snap chats 
of what am at 
to every one on the beer
Hit the dual to low 
and i started to roll
All wheels in the air
it was my chance
 to grease the nipples
i never knew was there

VERSE 4

Need some sleep
and new teeth 
for digging and      
dozein in muck
In case it rains 
need an owl chain
lying in the truck 
Climeing limeing 
mixing piping
After the field is cut
Theres manys a gap
you won't get at
with out 6,000 foot

CHORUS 
O hit the diff and pray
That she go's all the way
When am flat to the mat 
with the party hats 
am heading for the tae
They thought that we where quitting 
Cuz the summer doesn't last 
but we,re heading to New Zealand
where the craic it only starts.

Songwriter                 Marty Mone
Songs wrote By.        Marty Mone
Artist                          Marty Mone
Performer                  Marty Mone
Entertainer                 Marty Mone 
Music by                     Marty Mone
Music Composer.       Marty Mone
Director                       Marty Mone
Video By                      Marty Mone
Published by               Marty Mone 
Producer                      Marty Mone
Video Edited By           Marty Mone
Video Editor                 Marty Mone
Music Producer           Marty Mone
Music video Producer Marty Mone

Recorded , Mixed & Mastered by Marty Mone 
Recorded at The Plot Cottage Studios owned By Marty Mone
Recording Studio The Plot Cottage Studios

Marty Mone Album
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Jacket

Winter Fall