Like a god from the machine
Stories get desperate and I descend
To change the course of things
When I do what I do
and do what I do on demand
I channel the ghost of Patton
Drawing lines in the sand
With my miscellaneous skills, qualifications, and awards
I war for pastures new
Like Ol’ Blood & Guts before me
I wake like the rest of you all
But when I reach up, I touch the sun
As the shape of karaoke to come
Never smart enough to be special
Or slow enough to be special
So I specialized in the in-between
Which stage I will grace tonight
Well, that is yet to be seen
Just give me red carpet to walk down
and a velvet rope to step around
With my miscellaneous skills, qualifications, and awards
I war for pastures new
Like Ol’ Blood & Guts before me
I will sleep after I die
Never to be outdone
As the shape of karaoke to come
Like a god from the machine
Stories get desperate and I descend
To change the course of things
When I do what I do
and do what I do on demand
I am every arm of Vishnu
Drawing lines in the sand
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Shape of Karaoke to Come”
Southern roots bar rock with loud guitars, sorrowful lyrics, and punk rock vocals. About as close to resembling one of my favorite bands (The Drive-by Truckers) as it gets. Bucky
supported by 4 fans who also own “The Shape of Karaoke to Come”
The kind of album that accompanies any night out on the town, backyard BBQ, kitchen floor dance session, drunken stooper, next day hangover. Southern party rock and roll. Any fan of Lucero should eat this up! Bucky
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