1. |
Aisle 9
01:59
|
|
||
|
Aisle nine is where I want to be when I awake. Aisle nine is where I woke up and showed up late.
Nine is where I found my tampon float.
and nine is where I located that big ol'dope.
Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Noooo....
Nine is where I want to be....... when I’m dead! Nine is where my boss hit me in the head.
Nine, Oh Nine. It’s next to eight.
Nine is where I'm gonna be on my first date.
Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Noooo....
Nine is what I want to think about when it was great. Some things on Aisle Nine are weighted plates.
Nine is what it’s all about when I’m a slave.
And Nine is what I will think about for days and days.
Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Nine, Aisle Nine, Noooo....
|
||||
2. |
Drunk Monkey
03:41
|
|
||
|
I feel like a dead old duck
I'm sitting on my black comb
I tell all you women out there I can't get no woman to love
Ask you how you precious little thing there
Thats why I'm your drunk monkey
Take her out take her out
I'm your drunk monkey I tell you on and on
I'm your drunk monkey I'm your drunk monkey
I'm walking down the road
I get my women, she out packed up and left me
I'm getting real crazy around five
Can't get no woman down home
I'm going back to mississippi where they will find me
Thats why I'm your drunk monkey
Had her, too Had her, too Had her, too
|
||||
3. |
Tony the Pony
02:45
|
|
||
|
I’m goin’ down, down, down to buy a big Pony.
I’m gonna call, call, call, call that Pony Tony.
I got a loan, loan, loan for Tony the Pony.
I’m gonna party, party, party, party with Tony.
Uh.....
Tried to feed, feed, feed, but Tony got bony.
I felt so bad I got her a Sony
But Tony, Tony, Tony, he got so lonely.
So I went downtown and got him a Pony.
Said saddle up and ride it down, ride it down to Mexico.
Now don’t you try and doe-si-doe, let’s git it up and ride it down the road.
Scramblin’, thrash around,
I had to walk her down to Mexico.
Now don’t you try and doe-si-doe, let’s git it up and ride
it down the road.
Said saddle up and ride it down, ride it down to Mexico.
Said wait a minute, wait a minute, think about this
hit the road, boys!
|
||||
4. |
Hot Dogs
02:52
|
|
||
|
We got no Hot Dogs in my hometown.
We got no Hot Dogs in my hometown. Lord.
‘Cause we don’t want them just hangin’ around.
No we don’t want them just hangin’ around.
We got no Hot Dogs in my hometown. What?!
We got no Hot Dogs in my hometown.
‘Cause we don’t want them just hangin’ around.
No we don’t want them just hangin’ around.
Well, when I died lord, I was barely seventeen.
And when I found myself a girl she wasn’t so clean.
When I found her by herself she wasn’t so needy.
When I touch a woman again, I won’t be so greedy.
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
We got no Hot Dogs in my hometown. What?!
We got no Hot Dogs in my hometown.
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
|
||||
5. |
Dog Called Joe
03:19
|
|
||
|
There was a dog, his name was Joe.
He had no place to go.
So, I gave him a home in my back yard.
Called him Joe, I called him Joe.
And then one day, that dog ran away.
They seen him on the road, out in my front yard. I loved that dog.
Called him Joe, I called Called him Joe, I called
him Joe. him Joe.
No place to play
Only a place to lay
And here you’ll have to stay Forever and a day
’Till I come back again.
Called him Joe, I called Called him Joe,
I called Called him Joe, I called Called him Joe,
I called him Joe.
|
||||
6. |
Huntsville
02:04
|
|
||
|
I woke up in the morning time
Scared to death thought I lost my mind
Lying where I'm stabbed and bleeding
Hell, it don't matter now
Well I'm walking down the street, moving along
Got me a baseball bat and my phone
I found a woman lord she's real nice tonight
But hell, it don't matter now
I walked in, made such a mess
Then I slide my hand up your dress
Lying bleeding on the couch I said
Hell it don't matter now
Well I'm down in Huntsville, got me a shaw
Set my roll lord the dinners real high
I'm watching down that big long hole in her dress
But hell it don't matter now
It don't matter now It don't matter now
Well, hell it don't matter now
|
||||
7. |
Ruby
02:08
|
|
||
|
I went down to the city to fetch myself a little rose.
But aw, it was a pitty,
I found that little rose was gone.
Well, I love my little angel, and I feel like seven long.
And I know she’s my little woman, she’ll hell have lot of fun, fun, fun.
I went down to the city, but segregations rampet don’t you know.
I praised God, please now don’t you leave me,
but Ruby’s there havin’ such a ball, ball, ball.
|
||||
8. |
Gasoline
03:56
|
|
||
|
I'm gonna drive my car really fast
I'm gonna head down the freeway, it's a blast
Gonna get real drunk now get real stoned
Head down the freeway all night long
Ahhh....Gasoline Ahhh....Gasoline
Gonna move like a bandit y'all she's in control
Everybody know lord I'm in the know
I love my baby lord she's in control
Picked up a pizza
Ahhh....Gasoline
Ahhh....Gasoline
Ride it home, hee-yah
Ride alone, hee-yah
Ride it home, hee-yah
Gasoline is where I'm coming from
My my my CB is broken and I have no gas
Haha I tell you though
I was in Texarkana and I was working in a male strip club I was on a bunch of trucker cocaine
I ended up playing yatzee in my backseat and this cop pulled me over
And I tell you what man
I never had an itch like that night before
Gimme one more chance now
Ride it home, hee-yah
Ride alone, hee-yah
Ride it home, hee-yah
Gasoline is where I'm coming from
|
||||
J.W. Americana Houston, Texas
J.W. Americana fuels the breathtaking energy with his own outrageous stage presence. In every way larger than life, JW owns the stage, belting out lyrics with the subtlety of a grizzly bear. JW Americana won the Houston Press Best Unsigned Band in 2003, Readers Choice Award in 2004 and has played in/with several other bands and musicians such as Ralph Carney, Daniel Johnston and Lowbrow. ... more
If you like J.W. Americana, you may also like:
Rooting for Love
by Laetitia Sadier
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jan 23, 2024
go to album
On the first new High Llamas record in 6 years, Sean O’Hagan creates abstract tracks that reflect the kaleidoscopic palette of modern pop.
go to album
New York duo showcase an enigmatic blend of math rock guitars, pop-punk sing-a-longs, emo confessionals, and even rave-ready synths.
go to album
Giddy and ramshackle bedroom indie pop bursting with buoyant guitars and summery vocal hooks.
go to album
Bouncy, jangly power pop with a slash of acidic shadow, as the very best twee always has. From Boston, they met at band camp (not Bandcamp).
go to album
20 years into her career, Kate Nash returns with her debut for Kill Rock Stars, full of the rich songwriting for which she’s known.
go to album
Tamar Berk's effortlessly hooky power-pop arrives with as much bright polish as it does effervescent energy.
go to album
