VERSE
Saddle up, check the score, waiting for the miracles
Leader of the free world
Suck it up there’s more in store, drawing endless circles
Buying what we can’t afford
 
I know what I really see, saving all your pennies
For a technological dream
Think it’s time to scale it down, no one’s gonna bail you out
Your responsibility
 
CHORUS
And will we wait for a sign, a better place, a sweeter time
Will we see the world through a secret sky where stars align
Divide the time when we got high
It’s so wrong, and so right
We’ll throw one back for old, good times
Save a shot for me
 
VERSE
Hang your head if you please, not a single soul will
Pick you up off your knees
Moving on to let it free, picking up the pieces
Rich man philosophy
 
Money made, money spent, sucking up entitlement
Society gives you more
Drowning in reality, may you die insanely
Burning up your legacy
 
CHORUS
 
INTERLUDE
Terrible to live so free, sorry for this fallacy
Whatever you wanna be, save a shot for me
 
CHORUS
Divide the time when we got high
It’s so wrong, and so right
We’ll throw one back for old, good times
Save a shot for me

©Matthew E. Doyle 2011

For Me

Featuring Supreem Da Rezarekta on vocals, with Dee Miller on bass.

Jam Oh

Verse 1
Dream big but take your time
You can’t rush the determined mind
It an altered state you'll find
Speeds the reason, slows the rhyme
The music factory’s shut down for the day

Get in line, Take that chance
The cocaine tango wants its first dance
Bite the rose stem, pedals wither away

Chorus
Weave your lies into your own story
It’s not so bad
How ‘bout it?
Re-invent yourself if you try

Talk your game, live in your own glory
A clever tale
And I doubt that
You see the world just passing by

Verse 2
Bow down into this haze
Give it a minute, just a few more days
People say it’ll be okay
They’re not the ones that’ll get you any place

So….the limit’s the sky
So blue right now, but you can kiss all this goodbye
Everything turns grey

Chorus
Weave your lies into your own story
It’s not so bad
How ‘bout it?
Re-invent yourself if you try

Talk your game, live in your own glory
A clever tale
And I doubt that
You see the world just passing by

Bridge
Don’t sell yourself short and come up dry
Talent’s not something you can buy
You could have it all, you could have the world by the balls

Chorus
Weave your lies into your own story
It’s not so bad
So how ‘bout it
Re-invent yourself if you try

Tell the ones that hold you down
Go fuck yourselves
I’m all about this
It’s a new way to get high

“Weave” lyrics and music by ©Matthew E. Doyle 2011

Weave

Verse
Hey there, little girl
Sitting, looking pretty
With a narcissistic view
Because to you
The sun revolves around the earth
And the earth…around you
 
Spreading control
A water hyacinth smothering
Sucking up the oxygen
Killed your soul
A little carbon-copy replica
Look what mommy did for ya
 
And when, this began
You didn’t have a pot to piss in
Slither your course
I’ll find the serpent’s head
And cut the shit right at the source
 
Chorus
I don’t care what you say no more
I’ve wasted enough of my pride
With your little, white fence
Your accomplishments
Just a façade
 
Bridge
Your selfish pride
And tell me why
Why all the bad times have a laugh
And all of the good times cry
 
Outro Chorus
I don’t care what you say no more
I’ve wasted enough of my pride
With your little, white fence
Your accomplishments (2x)
 
I don’t care what you say
You’ll just have to your way
Lucifer is behind
This evil mastermind
 
Self-absorbed, wanting more
Compassion you will always lack
You licked the silver spoon black
 
No soul, with one goal
Divide, conquer…control

Words and Music by: Matt Doyle (Murphee Doyle)​10.7.12

What You Say

We all learn from our elders...This song was co-written by Matt Doyle, with Rick Turek (vocals). It is a very laid back groove, featuring an array of instruments, such as banjo and mandolin. This was recorded in Nashville, TN. and features tremendous Nashville session players, Wayne Killius (drums), Dave Roe (bass), Eric Silver (mandolin) and Buddy Hyatt (keys). Acoustic guitar and banjo is played by Matt Doyle. Engineered at the Tracking Room in Nashville by Zach Allen and produced by Kevin Williams (co-produced by M. Doyle). Vocals and additional tracking done at Wesmix Studio in Spring City, PA.

River

Girls are drugs...This tune was co-written by Matt Doyle, with Rick Turek (vocals). It's the "Black Velvet" of the batch, with a very deliberate acoustic rock shuffle. It was recorded in Nashville, TN and features great session players, Wayne Killius (drums), Dave Roe (bass), Eric Silver (guitar), and Buddy Hyatt (keys). Banjo and lead guitar was played by Matt Doyle. This was engineered by Zach Allen at the Tracking Room and produced by Kevin Williams (co-produced by Matt Doyle). Vocals and additional tracking done at Wesmix Studio in Spring City, PA.

Opiate

Verse 1A
I was born to lead
I was gonna go far
Charismatic eyes and a
Football star

Work my way up
Gonna slave real hard
With the tomahawk blood
Pumpin’ through my heart

Verse 1B
Mind of a warrior
A battle in my eye
On the front lines
Screaming out my war cry

Then one day
End up in the slammer
For a hit carried out
With a ball peen hammer

Pre-Chorus
One Action, Reaction
I’ll void myself of all compassion

Chorus
(22 Down) Comin’ back around
(Blood in, blood out) A shot-caller found
Cuffs and a jumpsuit
And a sham-a-rock tattoo.

Verse 2A
There’s no stoppin’ now
I’m on a roll
These D.C. Blacks
Are outta control

Bossman says
And the bossman gets
Need a little lesson
So they won’t forget

Verse 2B
Terror in their eyes
As we scream through the cell
With a homemade shank
And a fistful of hell

I don’t feel right
I don’t feel no more
44 shanks
They’re gone for sure

Pre-Chorus
One Action, Reaction
Intimidation is the latest fashion

Chorus
(22 Down) Comin’ back around
(Blood in, blood out) A shot-caller found
Cuffs and a jumpsuit
And a sham-a-rock tattoo.

(22 Down) Screamin’ through the compound
(Blood in, blood out) Never hear a sound
I got a bone to pick with you
And a sham-a-rock tattoo.

Pre-Solo Bridge
And this has gone too far
Lost sight of who we are

Bridge
(Lost sight) This is what I get
(Outlaw Life) Hit after hit
(Crossed the Line) They won’t forget
You kill innocents on the outside

Outro
I’m still locked inside
You’ve betrayed my pride
I’m getting off this ride
Blood out…

….Have a nice…life.

“Shamrock Tattoo” lyrics and music by ©Matthew E. Doyle 2012

A little ditty about prison politics and the use of symbols and gang culture to gain power. The song focuses on a former member of the Aryan Brotherhood, who turned on them after a hit was carried out on a "snitch's" innocent family. 

All words and music by Matt Doyle. The song features Kyle Santee (drums) and Sheila Hershey (piano), with bass, guitar and vocals performed by M. Doyle. It was recorded at the Soundmine Recording Studio in the Pocono Mountains and engineered/produced by Kevin Williams (co-produced by M. Doyle).

Shamrock Tattoo

Verse 1
The sun rises cold now
With colors so bland
Through stained-glass windows
Its light will dance
​Sunday morning’s come
​It’s made its entrance

Crowd listens in with worthy intent
​To better their lives
​And cleanse their souls
​Shutting their mouths
​And knowing their role

Chorus
Break the bread, my friend
The power’s now in thy hand
(Dreams die)
They’ll never wanna go home

Take a knee and hear this command
Trust runs deep with their heads in his hand
(Dreams Die)
They never wanna go home
They never wanna go

Verse 2
This powerful message sent from above
Eat, drink, be merry and laugh and love
​They show up Sunday morning
​For a second chance

The organ cries out in the key of trust
It’s filling the air with a positive scent
Time to find out what broken and bent

Chorus
Break the bread, my friend
The power’s now in thy hand
(Dreams die)
They’ll never wanna go home
Take a knee and hear this command
Trust runs deep with their heads in his hand
(Dreams Die)
They never wanna go home
They never wanna go

Bridge
Too young to fight back
As if they would

Too weak to fight back
As if they could
As if they would

Ringing of the bell
Its final round
One last commandment
Thy will throw down

 Chorus
Break the bread, my friend
The power’s now in thy hand
(Dreams die)
They’ll never wanna go home

Take a knee and hear this command
Trust runs deep with their heads in his hand
(Dreams Die)
They never wanna go home
They never wanna go
 
Dignity died here with our soul
Unconditional trust that they stole
Never wanna go
Never wanna go
Never wanna GO

“Altared Life” lyrics and music by ©Matthew E. Doyle 2011​

Altared Life

Verse
Temptation on the rise
Torn hearts, looking for compromise
The pain subsides
 
Sensation, eye on the prize
Sore hearts, healing to fantasize
Capture this blessing in disguise
 
Chorus
We dream so fast awake
Until we find the words to sing about something
Breathe deep, we’ll turn away
From the rest of the world, ‘cuz the world means nothing
 
Verse
Escalation, butterflies
Fly away,’ cuz this feels so damn right
Hide out for the night
 
Determination, feel the vibe
This rock n roll night lit up by the moonlight
…This is alright
 
Chorus
We dream so fast awake
Until we find the words to sing about something
Breathe deep, we’ll turn away
From the rest of the world, ‘cuz the world means nothing
 
Bridge
Never quite the same
Beat the dealer at his own game
Taken for a ride
…ride of his life
 
Chorus
We dream so fast awake
Until we find the words to sing about something
Breathe deep, we’ll turn away
From the rest of the world, ‘cuz the world means nothing
 
Turn away,’ cuz the world means nothing


Words and Music by: Matt Doyle (Murphee Doyle)

This was one of three songs, recorded in Nashville, TN to analog tape. The session included songwriter, Matt Doyle, accompanied by five session players from the Nashville area. The song was cut live in the studio, with only over-dubs for instruments and vocals that needed isolation for sound quality. There was no click track, no digital enhancement, no cheating. The goal was to keep the song as pure as it gets, besides being there. Most of the lyrics were written in the studio after the music was tracked. The tracking took one day, the mixing took the next. By the end, 3 songs were tracked/mixed/mastered in a total of 22 hours.

Written by: Matt Doyle 
Engineered by Andrija Tokic and Kevin Williams 
Produced by: Kevin Williams, Co-produced by: Matt Doyle and Dee Miller.
Players:  Ken Coomer (drums), Dave Roe (Bass), Mike Schrimpf (Keys), Deanie Richardson (Fiddle), Samantha Frances Cutler (Background vocals), Matt Doyle (Vocals, guitar) 
Recorded in analog at the Bomb Shelter in Nashville, TN on July 12, 2012. 
Mastered by: Tom Volpicelli at The Mastering House in Pottstown, PA

Fast Awake

Verse
What sells us?
Won’t tell us
So jealous
All the ones that aren’t us
 
Head-tuner
Little burner
Burned in my mind
Now it’s all mine
Whittled this whole this down,
To you and I
 
Chorus
Amaze my mind
Is it a hard look back?
As a matter of fact
Instead we just decide

To say…
To say good-bye
One day, you’ll look back
As a matter of fact
I’ll be hard to find
 
Verse
Dear Lady
So crazy
Amaze me
With all your moves divine
 
This sweet thing
Disguising
All she brings
A Jekyll in disguise
 
Chorus
Amaze my mind
Is it a hard look back?
As a matter of fact
Instead we just decide

To say…
To say good-bye
One day, you’ll look back
As a matter of fact
I’ll be hard to find
 
Bridge
Just I
Now, it’s just I
(So long, so far gone, so withdrawn, so sorry)

As you climb to the top
Turn and shout
Let the echoes bounce around
As you try for the top
Take a look around
Let the echoes hit the ground
I’m nowhere to be found
 
Chorus
Amaze my mind
We never look back
This matter of fact
Instead we just decide
To stay…
We stay this time
Is it a hard look back
As a matter of fact
Instead we just decide
To say…
To say good-bye
One day, you’ll look back
As a matter of fact
I’ll be hard to find
 
Words and Music by: Matt Doyle (Murphee Doyle)

This was one of three songs, recorded in Nashville, TN to analog tape. The session included songwriter, Matt Doyle, accompanied by five session players from the Nashville area. The song was cut live in the studio, with only over-dubs for instruments and vocals that needed isolation for sound quality. There was no click track, no digital enhancement, no cheating. The goal was to keep the song as pure as it gets, besides being there. Most of the lyrics were written in the studio after the music was tracked. The tracking took one day, the mixing took the next. By the end, 3 songs were tracked/mixed/mastered in a total of 22 hours.

Written by: Matt Doyle 
Engineered by Andrija Tokic and Kevin Williams 
Produced by: Kevin Williams, Co-produced by: Matt Doyle and Dee Miller.
Players:  Ken Coomer (drums), Dave Roe (Bass), Mike Schrimpf (Keys, Piano), Deanie Richardson (Fiddle), Samantha Frances Cutler (Background vocals), Matt Doyle (Vocals, guitar) 
Recorded in analog at the Bomb Shelter in Nashville, TN on July 12, 2012. 
Mastered by: Tom Volpicelli at The Mastering House in Pottstown, PA

Just I

Verse
It’s just another day
Every hour, every other way
No difference day and night
So, just hold on tight
 
Just a shot away
Rolling tighter as we steam away
And all I see is sky
There’s no land in sight
It’s all blue
It’s a sailor’s delight
 
Chorus
As we roll, as we fly
One last time
Oh, this gypsy life
It’s over tonight
Pack your bags, throw the line
As the swallow flies
He’ll drive on and take us home tonight
 
Verse
Just a tidal wave
Wreaking havoc while it devastates
This widow-maker wins instead
Lift up the souls of the dead
Their eternal rest
 
Chorus
As we roll, as we fly
One last time
Oh, this gypsy life
It’s over tonight
Pack your bags, throw the line
As the swallow flies
He’ll drive on and take us home tonight
 
Words and Music by: Matt Doyle (Murphee Doyle)

This was one of three songs, recorded in Nashville, TN to analog tape. The session included songwriter, Matt Doyle, accompanied by five session players from the Nashville area. The song was cut live in the studio, with only over-dubs for instruments and vocals that needed isolation for sound quality. There was no click track, no digital enhancement, no cheating. The goal was to keep the song as pure as it gets, besides being there. Most of the lyrics were written in the studio after the music was tracked. The tracking took one day, the mixing took the next. By the end, 3 songs were tracked/mixed/mastered in a total of 22 hours.

Written by: Matt Doyle 
Engineered by Andrija Tokic and Kevin Williams 
Produced by: Kevin Williams, Co-produced by: Matt Doyle 
Players:  Ken Coomer (drums), Dave Roe (Bass), Mike Schrimpf (Keys), Deanie Richardson (Fiddle, Mandolin), Samantha Frances Cutler (Background vocals), Matt Doyle (Vocals, guitar) 
Recorded in analog at the Bomb Shelter in Nashville, TN on July 12, 2012. 
Mastered by: Tom Volpicelli at The Mastering House in Pottstown, PA

Another

Verse
Welcome, it’s time
Moving along with this paradigm
Strike a match, it’s dry
Scorching the land with this fly-by
 
Soft spoken, just hoping
The sun pierces the night in one motion
Let’s fly
I can tell by the way we’re on fire
 
Chorus
That I don’t wanna be a stranger, no more
Calm beyond the storm
Set fire…
 
Verse
Now, I’ve arrived
Uncertainty might as well die
How long have I?
To feel that I’m burning alive
 
Build the nest up, get the best of
Cinnamon exotic from a native narcotic
Early bird gets the worm
I’ll wait just fine for my turn
 
Chorus
That I don’t wanna be a stranger, no more
Calm beyond the storm
As she, sets fire…
 
Bridge
Spread your dirty
Spread your dirty wings
We’ll fly so gracefully
Coming clean
 
I can tell by the way you feel
It’s a sign that this is real
It’s only life
Though it’s the first time
 
Wings of the flock and fly together
City of the sun
Golden feathers
Regenerate this moment forever
 
Words and Music by: Matt Doyle (Murphee Doyle)​10.7.12

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