April's Fool

October

I THINK I'LL PICK UP TWO
AND I'LL BRING IT RIGHT HOME TO YOU
YOU MAY THINK IT'S REAL
BUT I KNOW THE WAY YOU STEAL
SHE MIGHT SAY SOMETHING
AND MY WORDS MEAN NOTHING
FROM WHERE I STAY
PUSHING ME BACKWARDS
WHEN I'M RUNNING FASTER EVERYDAY
NOTHING HAS CHANGED

PICK UP TWO

Dime

Boom

WEIRD

PICTURE!

In the woods
Drive your car
Ballyhoo!
And hallelujah
Big and bald
Like there's something you can hold on to
Drive along with a burn
Lost a bet
Now I'm pleading with her
The night they said we was good as dead
An old man crept

You may be bleeding and weeding 
With the wrong, rough, ride, die type
And I may be sitting there seeing it
Rough, crossed, tongue, tied

Ballyhoo!

Baby Chuck - Memphis in June, 2018 [Cover]

Crisp

You always pay the rent
Highways pay the dent
Swinging through the roof
Hollow like an empty threat
Beat up worse than I said

And you may catch me sleeping like a dog tonight
But who the fuck is it that you adore
You walk right in
And act like I stabbed your neck little baby
Last I heard you was asking for more

You always find the bet
Turned out like a vet
That night was the worst of it
Beaten from within
That's you'll see a me again

Better

BRIGHT MORNIN'

Well I caught the perfect one yeah
I thought right on the line
Turns out it was rigged
Didn't even catch a dime

I'm back to square one baby, don't you know I'm blind?

Go Fish

Bright Morning

Elliott Smith - Between The Bars -- Cover

Bulldog320

DESERT MAN

RODEO

I'M OUT WALKING BACKWARD
NOSE TO THE AIR
SHAKING OFF THE COBWEB
WITH A FLIP OF THE HAIR
BILLIE IS A CALLIN'
CRACK CONCRETE
I DON'T MIND THE BASTARD
'CAUSE HE CAN REALLY MOVE HIS FEET

LEAVE ME ASTRAY
IN A DEEP DEEP DARK SPACE
DROP ME UNDER THE STREETLIGHT
AND LET ME DO MY THING
YOU'LL BE OFF WITHOUT
A HINT OR TRACE
I'LL BE LOOKIN UPWARD
CURSING AT THE DAY!

EDDIE IS A CALLING
SUNSHINES ON THE WAY
I AM UNDER THE SAME LIGHT
CLAPPING WITH MY FEET
EDDIE'S HOLDIN' THE OLD AND OLD
DOING THE OL' SAINT BERNIE

cobweb cowboys

MY BABY, LEAVE IT ALONE
SHE SAID WON'T YA GIVE ME THE LOAN?
GOT A LOT OF TIME NOW
TIME TO THINK AT HOME
TIME TO THINK ON MY OWN

SHE'S GIFTED, ETERNAL GIVING TREE
I SAID WON'T YA PLS SPARE ME
GOT A LOT OF LINES NOW
WORDS THAT LEAD HER ALONE
WORDS TO GIVE TO HER THRONE

IT'S JUST STATIC
YOU JUST STAND THERE
IT'S JUST STATIC
YOU CAN'T HAVE IT

PICK UP YOURSELF A MAGAZINE
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING I SEE?
HER MAJESTY'S OUTLINE
SPINNING LIKE A ROTARY 
SHE CAN LEVITATE
SHE CAN AND CANNOT TAKE
SHE CAN TOSS ME THE RING
WITH A WINK AND A SPLASH
I'M SINKING JUST AS FAST

YOU’RE JUST STATIC
YOU JUST STAND THERE
YOU’RE JUST STATIC
YOU FINALLY HAD IT

STATIC 4.18.24 2220

You made it up but you might as well
Just keep pretending
You ain't heading straight to hell

The alarm is breathing down your neck
The man has gotcha looking over your back
In a hot red Cadillac and you
Just got pulled over
Don't you roll over

I'm a wanted man in Cheyenne
A painted man in the spring
A disaster man in permanent ink
I know they're out there looking for me
This scent was left across this land

I cross the Badlands
Ducking in and out of sleep
I was stripping my teeth off on
Vinyl seats

Won't ya please tell my friend
To come and visit me
Once a year
That'll do it just fine for me

Cheyenne

UKULELE

Giovanni Air (ft. Saye Lune)

MAKERS

Pet Sound

No We Can't by DEGNAN
Colin Croom - Drums, Keys, Synthesizer
Patrick Degnan - Bass, Guitar, Vocals

No We Can't

Chicago songwriter and production.
All home studio.
Ableton and sometimes some tape!
All songs are my own unless noted or mentioned collaboration.
Ex: Big Hurt Fan Club

Current musical projects:

| Degnan |
| Kitchen Magicians |
| Thrillbilly |

All three available on streaming platforms.
Thank you for listening.

Degnan

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