Late Nights In Bolo Ties

by Flint Eastwood

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released 06 August 2013

Recorded & mixed by Flint Eastwood at The Joyful Jungle.
Mastered by Steve Saputo.
Album artwork by Phil Selander.

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Track Name: Secretary
Boy I ain't your secretary,
I don't please no one but me,
Boy I ian't your female dog,
So quit bitchin'.

You started from the bottom, boy,
Stacking your victims on the way.
Day by day.
You tell me you're an honest man,
But all I see are hissing teeth.
You can try - but you won't sink them into me.

You're an ignorant boy,
You're just an idiot.

Boy you ain't no James Dean,
Quit playing too cool on me.
Boy you ain't no Lee Van Cleef,
So quit frontin', boy.

You started from the bottom, boy,
Don't think that you're ever gonna change -
No way.
You tell me you're an honest man,
But all I see are hissing teeth.
You can try - but you won't sink them into me.

You're an ignorant boy,
You're just an idiot.

You don't know me,
You don't want to.
You don't own me.
I said it once, I'll say it twice.
You don't know me,
You don't want to.
You don't own me.
I said it once, I'll say it twice.
Track Name: Billy The Kid
It's easy as long as you try,
So comfotable,
These winter nights get so dull,
Til God foresakes us all.

Is there a reason you're escaping what you've saved?
Is there an easier solution to misfortune you have made?
Is there a reason why you cover up your eyes?
Is this your subtle compromise,
To what you really want to say?

This is the end,
This is the end of what we've become,
And you can't feel what it's worth.
This is the end,
This is the end of what we've become,
And you can't save us all.

Rolled tobacco pressing on your lips,
You never cared for taste, but you sure liked the looks,
I know that you'll foresake us all.
Track Name: Can You Feel Me Now
High noon and I'm onto you,
I've got my plans and they're bleeding through.
Nothing you can say to me,
Can switch my mind,
I picked you from the crowd to take you out.

My finger's faster,
To ring the trigger,
I'll pull it quicker,
Make you remember.

I know you used to love me,
I know you love me still,
But that thrill is gone for me,
That thrill is gone for me.
You think you can outdraw me,
Boy that'd be some slick trick.
I am too quick for you,
I'm just too quick, boy.
Down you fall to the ground,
Can you feel me now?

High noon and I'm onto you,
You're feeling rushed and I feel it, too.
It's complex, but it's plane to see:
you're not listening,
You're breaking down,
Can you hear me now?

Stand off, I don't play.
Back down you'd better play it safe.
You're so proud in your stubborn ways,
You're fixated on yourself,
I bet you feel me now.

My finger's faster,
To ring the trigger,
I'll pull it quicker,
Make you remember.
Track Name: Shotgun
He's got a shotgun,
In his bedroom.
He's never shot one,
but ask him he'll tell you:
"I, I do what I can to surive,
I'll survive you."

Like a spark in the night,
He'll find you.
With a blink of an eye,
He'll catch you.
Like a spider that bites,
He'll taunt you.
Make you wish you were never born.

He's got a shotgun,
In his bedroom.
He's never shot one,
but ask him he'll tell you:
"I, I do what I can to surive,
I'll survive you."

Like a spark in the night,
He'll find you.
With a blink of an eye,
He'll catch you.
Like a spider that bites,
He'll taunt you.
Make you wish you were never born.

I am the truth they won't believe,
I am the tree that drops the leaves.
I am the sword that takes the lead.
I am the rebel company.
I am the rebel company.