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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Cougar Town

August 20, 2025

[Verse]
My mother
She's a tailor
Sews those new blue jeans
My father
He's a drunkard
Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans

[Chorus]
I'm goin' back to Rimrock
Hell
I'm gon' find Jesus there
I'm goin' back to Rimrock
The devil
He don't care

[Verse]
I love you in the evening
The mornin'
I am gone
My daddy was a ramblin' man
That's just the way that I was born,

[Chorus]
I feel a cold wind blowin'
Through my hair and in my bones
I'm gamblin' with a cheater
And He's laughin' as he goes

[Verse]
I got whiskey in my teacup
From a flagon of moonshine,
We ain't got no money
Baby
But We can spare the time

[Chorus]
I'm goin' back to Rimrock
Hell
I'm gon' find Jesus there
I'm goin' back to Rimrock
The devil
He don't care



Going Back to Rimrock

Oh Well, I Guess This Is Happening Now

Suter and Sons Dry Gin


July 30, 2025 at 4:46 PM

Floods on the land
Haze fills the skies
But Water runs out
Heavens gates open wide

Fires on the land
Smoke fills the skies
Winds blow out, As
Heavens gates open wide

Sky goes black
Land goes green
Worth more than gold, when
Heavens gates open again

Drought on the land
No cloud in the skies
Water runs out, but
Heavens gates stay locked tight

Hard Luck working on the land
No luck watching the skies
Bad luck run out, if 
Heavens gates open wide

Sky goes black
Land goes green 
Worth more than gold, when
Heavens gates open again


Heavens Gates

Giddy Up Gangsta

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August 31, 2025

Can you see me standing here?
Or do you need the edges more defined?
Something lurking in the spaces,
Makes you Blue green colour blind,
Hewn into their faces,
You can read Between the lines,


When Another one is broken,
Another one is drawn,
When Another one is crossed,
Another one is walked,
For every one that's toed,
There's a dozen that you can't find,
For a prison to exist,
You must stay Between the lines.

Can you hear me clearly?
through the static in your mind?
There's a blockage in the system,
Locked inside the chains that bind,
For your own protection,
You must read Between the lines 

When Another one is broken,
Another one is drawn,
When Another one is crossed,
Another one is walked,
For every one that's toed,
There's a dozen that you can't find,
For a prison to exist,
You must stay Between the lines.

Did you read the fine print?
Of the deal you were forced to sign,
You can remember all of them,
because you repeat them every time,
You can't step outside the box until you have looked inside,
You must still be there Between the lines

When Another one is broken,
Another one is drawn,
When Another one is crossed,
Another one is walked,
For every one that's toed,
There's a dozen that you can't find,
For a prison to exist,
You must stay Between the lines.


Between the Lines

Fiddle Me This

Buy me the next hand, money talks, bullshit walks. 
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September 1, 2025

Ante up, makin' Kenny Rogers proud,
Kingpin strut, movin' silent through the crowd.
Roll up on the spot, got the smoke and the crew,
Don't need a cosign—we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Bassline thump, bodies bouncin' in the haze,
Strobe lights flashin’, this party's been going on for days,
Poppin' bottles till the new dawn breaks through,
If you ain't all in, we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Money talk loud, make the weak turn mute,
Money talks, bullshit walks, so what you gunna do?
Dice roll heavy, stack 'em up two by two,
Table full of sharks, we fuckin' wit or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Leather seats, black tint, takin' over the street,
Boys on the block are now rollin' in a fleet,
No love lost, you can catch me in the news, 
You ain't in the picture, we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Is you in or is you out?
Just close the god damn door, 
Is you in or is you out?
You're lady knows what it's for, 
Is you in or is you out?
Everybody here knows that it's true,
Stay in your lane—we fuckin' with or without you.


Is U In or Is U Out?

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May 7, 2025


The dust it hangs like a mourning shroud
Where once the harvest sang so proud
I wrestle the earth but it don’t fight fair
The ghosts of my father linger there

I’m planting old dreams in barren ground
But the roots won’t spread where hope ain’t found
The banker calls and the taxman knocks
I’m tethered to time with heavy locks

The sun is cruel and the cattle thin
The seasons wage wars I’ll never win
I hear my old man say
"Son hold on tight"
But the weight of the world is a harder fight

The rain won’t come though I’ve sold my soul
The soil takes all
Leaves a gaping hole
I tell my kids
“One day it’ll grow”
But they see the doubt I’ve tried not to show

I’m planting old dreams in barren ground
But the roots won’t spread where hope ain’t found
The banker calls and the taxman knocks
I’m tethered to time with heavy locks

The plow feels like a dead man’s chain
And every crop is a prayer in vain
I don’t want to leave them an empty place
But the well of my spirit’s a dried out trace


Farmer's Lament

Buy me a coffee

Devil May Care


September 15, 2025 at 7:51 PM

I traded suits for the scent of rain
Left my briefcase on the morning train
Got no time to run their gold-plated maze
I'm walking out on those numbered days

I turned my back on the rat race grind
Left their ladder for the clouds to climb
No more ticking clocks to steal my soul
I’m clocking out for where I can grow

The city hum now feels like a fevered moan
A rhythm made of flesh and stone
They bind their dreams with nine-to-five
I broke my chains just to feel alive

So here’s to a life that rolls like streams
Away from the chaos into lucid dreams
While they run their race I stop and stare
Breathing in a world that’s wild and rare

I turned my back on the rat race grind
Left their ladder for the clouds to climb
No more ticking clocks to steal my soul
I’m clocking out for where I can grow

The sky’s a canvas I now call mine 
Painted in hues where the stars align
The ground feels softer beneath bare feet
No deadlines here no need to compete

Let them chase shadows in their neon light
I’ll dance with the wind beneath the twilight
Their towers crumble their riches fade
But this soul’s richer in the life I've made

So here’s to a life that rolls like streams
Away from the chaos into lucid dreams
While they run their race I stop and stare
Breathing in a world that’s wild and rare

I turned my back on the rat race grind
Left their ladder for the clouds to climb
No more ticking clocks to steal my soul
I’m clocking out for where I can grow


Clocking Out

Good Enough

Holding Space, Marking Time (alt version)


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

Feeding Time for the Vampires

Put your money down

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The Way Back In

Ray Zorbach