The Way Back In

Based on a true story of a bootlegger with a heart of gold running a batch of pure alcohol to a hospital in desperate need. 


July 31, 2025

Thunder running moonshine til morning
Ditched the phones and hit the road
We got a dead drop down in Pikeville,
Then we're headed for the coast


We'll burn a tank of gas
From the mountains to the plains
We too far gone and hauling ass
When the white lightning hits my veins,


Jesus
Build this motor
But the devil's got the wheel
We're pushing through 'til morning
Then we'll see how we feel


Thunder run this highway,
You know how it is,
White line fever in your brain,
It don't get better than this


White knuckles and white line fever,
Paranoid but I'm trustin' in the steel, 
I said I'd never leave here,
But I'm going dark 'til I make this deal
And If I don't leave now, 
I know I never will,


Jesus
Build this motor
But the devil's got the wheel
We're pushing through 'til morning
Then we'll see how we feel


When he wakes he'll take over,
He says he's restless on the road,
Don't you worry brother,
We ain't got far to go,
Get the white dog under cover,
And there's one thing you should know,


Jesus
Build this motor
But the devil's got the wheel
We're pushing through 'til morning
Then we'll see how we feel


Like a shadow in the dead of night  
I'm not your solution, I'm not your hero 
But I'm the doctor  
Boy  
That brings the medicine to you!


Jesus
Build this motor
But the devil's got the wheel
We're pushing through 'til morning
Then we'll see how we feel


Driving on a thunder run
Running moonshine
You know how it is
You know how it is
You know how it ends!
With white line fever
It don't get no better than this


Riding White Lightning

June 2, 2025

Pour me another and make it a double,
Pour another Colt 45
Lost it all to a lucky streak
Lost it all and I can't say why


Bartender just line 'em up
And let these broken dreams fill my cup
'Cos I got a thirst for somethings that are,
Not so good for me


And that Colt 45
Oh
It reminds you, that you're alive
Oh
That Colt 45, 
Oh
One final shot, I'm done for tonight!


Every night I pray to the Gods
I don't wake up tomorrow
It ain't all my fault,
I made the most of what I got,
Carried my sorrow,
Every single hand I was dealt,


And that cold colt 45,
Is weighin' heavy on my mind
I keep it loaded all the time
Yeah
I think about it sometimes


And that Colt 45
Oh
The bitter taste reminds you, you're alive
Oh
That old Colt 45
Oh
I need a change, enough to get by,
Oh
That cold Colt 45
Oh
I keep it loaded all the time,
Oh
That Colt 45, 
It's weighin' heavy on my mind,
Oh
That Colt 45
Oh
I think about it sometimes,


Oh, you know,
That Colt 45, 
Oh
One final shot, I'm done for tonight!

Colt 45

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Know your worth, Kings.

May 18, 2025

Well I went out with the boys tonight
Got home to you layin' in bed
You said "We need to talk right now"
"Aw Hell" was all I said, 


You ask "Do you think you wanna be single?"
And I said "Not really, But it sounds to me like you do",
Well...


"Don't let the door hit you on the way back in"
'Cos this man's not for changin',
When you come back
Tell me what you learned
Baby
I know you like your old room,
So we can do all this again,
Just remember, 
Don't let the door hit you on the way back in
The way back in"


And then you grabbed a bag and started packin' your clothes
Then you started askin' if I thought you'd be missed
But it's gonna be hard to miss you when you're acting so pissed,
I just got one more thing to tell you before you go"


"Don't let the door hit you on the way back in"
'Cos this man's not for changin',
When you come back
Tell me what you learned
Baby
I know you like your old room,
So we can do all this again,
Just remember, 
Don't let the door hit you on the way back in
The way back in"


Then you said "Do you think this is funny?"
"I need a man who can give me more"
And I said "Well
Then you better go out there
And find what you're lookin' for,
And maybe you will
Or maybe you won't
But I know one thing for sure"


You aren't the first or the last girl who whinges,
But when you leave I'll be greasing up those hinges,

So...


"Don't let the door hit you on the way back in"
'Cos this man's not for changin',
When you come back
Tell me what you learned
Baby
I know you like your old room,
So we can do all this again,
Just remember, 
Don't let the door hit you on the way back in
The way back in"


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Fiddle Me This


Flouro under the neon's yellow glare
Clock strikes three but nobody's there
The vending machine hums its sad little prayer

Feeding time for the vampires
The Procession of men that just don't care
They feed in silence in mela-mine booths
But the lady at the Wimpy's is always there

Steel-toed boots on a concrete floor
The coffee tastes like regret and war
Dust settles on the ghosts at the door

Feeding time for the vampires
The Procession of men checked out 
Like the procession that came before,
But the lady at the Wimpy's just stares,

Soothing hums of the machines
Drifting out of space and time as well,
Wake to the hiss of fire sprinklers, 
In the engine room in hell,

Casual slavery for their crimes,
Scrutinise every nickel, every dime,
They'll get to each one in it's time,

Feeding time for the vampires
The Procession of men in a carnal line,
The last cigarette's ashed out,
But the lady at the Wimpy's has a spare,

Feeding time for the vampires
The Procession of men locked inside a state of mind,
Subscribers to an old paradigm,
They feed in silence in melamine booths
But the lady at the Wimpy's isn't there

Buy me a coffee

Feeding Time for the Vampires

I'm generating the soundtrack for my own life, Yes, I'm using AI to translate my lyrics into music but I see it as just an exciting and new instrument to add to the repertoire. Ultimately, I'd rather listen to something real annd personal than the artificial songs pushed by the 'real' mainstream media. At least these songs connect to me. I hope they connect to you, too, and if they do then it really doesn't matter how they get generated, does it?

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And now I am watching the inexplicable uptake of a track. I will post an ablum in this style and vibe as soon as possible to see what you all respond to. 30/10/25

Fiddle Me This

Ray Zorbach