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SAN JACINTO DEATH ROW PRISON BAND
written and performed by SERENE DOMINIC
I’m a habitual liar,
Although that’s not strictly true
There’s never been a girl named Hope
From Manhattan to Moshulu
I’ll tell you what her name is
Maybe in a song or two
No one’s ever planned this federal reprimand
San Jacinto Death Row Prison Band
Since I crossed paths with that woman
Oh I’ve been doing time I had everything to live for
Now I wouldn’t really mind Dying to be over
Waiting for my flesh to fry
No one’s ever planned this federal reprimand
San Jacinto Death Row Prison Band
We had a guy, was named Barone
Blew tenor sax and slide trombone
But they gave him the hot seat
Cause the governor never phoned
We lost our featured soloist
To solitary confinement
So now here we stand
By unpopular demand San Jacinto Death Row Prison Band
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You're Gonna Know All About Me
written and performed by Serene Dominic
I'm gonna take this town by storm
Sure as you're born
You're Gonna Know All About Me
I'm gonna set the world on its ear
No stereo here
You're Gonna Know All About Me
The hard part of change is saying goodbye
oh but I'm gonna write you everyday
Til you come back to me and stay
Then you're gonna see a brand new me
You're gonna hear all about me
"My God he is the shiniest star that's made it this far
You're gonna hear all about me
There’ll be time one day for you and I
All I ask is that we wait before we pro-create
If I don't make her my wife
Darkness and trouble take over my life
I'm gonna struggle and strive
Darkness and trouble take over my life
If I don't make her my wife
Darkness and trouble take over my life
Oh baby... have faith in me...
You're gonna hear me on the radio, everywhere you go
I'm gonna watch over you darling
I'll spy you from every magazine stand from here to Iceland
I'm gonna watch over you darling
There'll be time someday for you and I
They're gonna know about you too
Coz I'll be right beside of you
If I don't make her my wife
Darkness and trouble take over my life
I'm gonna struggle and strive
Darkness and trouble take over my life
If I don't make her my wife
Darkness and trouble take over my life
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I Prefer
02:05
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I PREFER
written and performed by Serene Dominic
I prefer loving her, over every other thing I’ve done
I prefer not missing her,
that’s why I’ve got to travel on
I’d rather hold her in my arms,
In my arms
Than hold down this grudge in my heart
I haven’t had a love like hers for so long
That’s why I have to travel on
I prefer loving her, over every other thing I’ve done
I prefer not missing her
That’s why I’ve got to travel on
Every car that speeds by on the interstate
Has got some place to go, I can appreciate But if it were me behind the wheel I wonder would I stop to help a fella out Some fella who ain’t seen his love for so long That’s why he’s got to travel on
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Cream Colored Cadillac
02:51
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“Cream Colored Cadillac”
It's my way or the highway
There really ain't a second choice
Wait eight hours to be picked up
By some banjo plucking bucktoothed boys
Or you can throw your bags in the back
Of my cream colored Cadillac
Whitewall tires, sabertooth tiger seat covers front and back
Or you can throw your bags in the back
Of my cream colored Cadillac
Portable wet bar, entertainment center and a trampoline autovac
Got a dozen sumptuous honeys
Playboy bunnies every last one
Every night I- get the money
And they don't stop till I say they're done
Sometimes they all pile into the back
Of my cream colored Cadillac
When I blast my woofers and tweeters
We make this car a shake shack
They all pile into the back
Of my cream colored Cadillac
Color television, road glare omission. The precision’s Positrack
(SPOKEN ON CB Radio)
Affirmative on this citizen band
My handy handle is The Velvet Smog
Mostly I sandbag, make sure no oaky doaky smokies
Gonna bust up this pickle park
10-4 good buddy, I got your lot lizard here
and she’s no mama bear she’s feisty, a little anti-Christ-y
It's my way or the highway
There really ain't a second choice
Wait eight hours to be picked up
By some banjo plucking bucktoothed boys
Or you can throw your bags in the back
Of my cream colored Cadillac
Whitewall tires, sabertooth tiger seat covers front and back
Or you can throw your bags in the back
Of my cream colored Cadillac
Portable wet bar, entertainment center, trampoline autovac
Oh we own, we own the road! Oh we own, we own the road!
Oh we own, we own the road! Oh we own, we own the road!
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All That Gorgeous Going to Waste
By Serene Dominic
What kind of woman would be out here thumbing a ride?
And climbing inside a stranger's convertible?
A gal who knows how to use a revolving door!
Looks are just a passing phase
Nothing ever stays in place for too long
All that gorgeous going to waste
Where nobody chaste gets chased
Them pearls are just worthless paste
And how baby and how
Central casting couldn't cherry pick better
A gal in a tight sweater but with tighter ankles
A real bank opener if you know what I mean
Wasn't wanting love per se
Didn't find it either way
All that gorgeous going to waste
Where nobody chaste gets chased
Them pearls are just worthless paste
An and how baby and how
You give a lift to a tomato
You expect her to be nice
I know my onions from my apple sauce
But I can't tell sugar from spice
I had no choice but throw her out on her ear
Watch her disappear in my rear-view mirror
Good luck finding a streetcar out here
Falling angels always land
Where nobody understands jungle law
All that gorgeous going to waste
Where nobody chaste gets chased
Them pearls are just worthless paste
And how baby and how
(scat rap)
What kind of girl scratches a guy who makes passes?
Professional skirt with a wicked self-worth
She's that kind of woman I should have seen coming
A real berry-picker cannot hold her liquor
A three-penny stamp that would remain damp
To keep her mint value
The kind of a gal who
Bowls with both hands should understand
A two-time offender she had an agenda
To knick knack and paddywack and steal the old man's bundle
A mission she bungled coz I'm no monkey's uncle
The law of the jungle says that trolly orchid
Should've stayed in Shreveprt
As her last resort
In the final tally
Laughing gas Sally
Will get 5 to 10 in the state pen
In penal system Siberia
She takes her meals in the cafeteria
credits
released February 9, 2016
Produced and arranged by Serene Dominic
Backing track by The Shark Cage 6
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Down to the Ravine
04:27
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“Down to the Ravine.”
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Down to the Ravine
written by Serene Dominic
There comes a time when every man decides what is wrong or right
And now that time has come for me
If I can't be the man I want to be
I'll be the man I've gotta be
And there is a line that every man crosses when he cuts his losses
Or when he just walks free
If I can't find the truth I wanna see
I'll take my troubles down
Down to the ravine
Down to the ravine where I'll hide these haunted bones
Down to the ravine, weigh them down with sticks and stones
I know I'll never get these hands clean
So I'll take my troubles down, down to the ravine
(Spoken)
Believe in happy ever after, son?
I don’t know. Can you name me one?
You could be a victim of circumstance
In an afterlife, no one gets a second chance
My time’s just about over And I’m not the least bit sober
Who’d a thought I’d be leaving this world Looking over my left shoulder I’m suffering through my afterlife crisis
Sure as my race is run
Where in the hell will I go when I die
What in heaven’s name have I done
To deserve this monster who wants to be my imposter
Talk about an ingrate I bought the motherfucker dinner
He rolled me like a pro, made me look like a beginner
How could a friend in need do me such a dirty deed
Leaving my regal ass to rot in the dark, dank ravine
Now this motherfucker’s draggin me across this rotting earth
Tearing up my best suit, dirtying up my finest shirt
Then without uttering a prayer or holy word
Gonna leave me unblessed in a hole under one inch of dirt
Exposed to the elements, a helluva price to pay
And all cause I was nice enough to help a schlub along the way
If I was still alive oh how I’d beat you to a blister
Hide your body in a cistern
Aw no, I don’t like you Mister!
Now it’s over and out for me, earth
Just like the last 20 bars of “Freebird”
I just wanna be me bird, waiting for my rebirth
Maybe I’ll come back as a T-bird
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I don't like you, Mister
You’ve got a fidgety face
When you lie you squirm all over the place
I don't like you, Mister
Whatever you do
I know that the feds have got the bloodhounds out on you
Hear me when I’m talking to you
I’m gonna tell you what’s what
Let my logic sink down in you
I’m the only prayer you got
And I don't like you, Mister
You’re bad through and through
San Jacinto has a chair
Built especially for you
When I pulled into the station
Made the observation
That this guy is one big phony
He is awkward in his own skin
No telling where he’s been
This guy is one big phony! Ahhh!
I don't like you, Mister
You’ve got a fidgety face
When you lie you all over the place
I don't like you, Mister
Whatever you do
I know that the feds have got the bloodhounds out on you
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A Married Couple
03:45
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I was born in Mound, Minnesota..
And his daddy’s brother is Abe Vigoda...mmmmmmmm
Her mama won a Miss America pageant...
No man could resist her Appallacian accent...mmmmmmm
Who wouldn’t believe that we’re a married couple
Sanctified in the eyes of God
Anyone can see that we’re a married couple
When you look at me that way, it isn’t that hard
No it isn’t that hard
We met chaperoning a CYO dance
Who’da thought that fruit punch would lead to romance?...mmmmmmmm
We married and honeymooned in sunny Hawaii
And did you know “aloha” means hello and goodbye?...mmmmmmmm
Who wouldn’t believe believe that we’re a married couple
Unified in the eyes of God? Anyone can see that we’re a married couple When you look at me that way, it isn’t that hard No it isn’t that hard
Bought this car to drive around stag in
But we want kids so we need a station wagon...mmmmmmmm
I’m real concerned about this energy crisis
We want a car that gets better gas mileage...mmmmmmmm
Who wouldn’t believe that we’re a married couple
Sanctified in the eyes of God?
Anyone can see that we’re a married couple
When you look at me that way, it isn’t that hard No it isn’t that hard
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Please let me back in your life
Because it feels like I’ve never been in your life
Never felt your love, like the sun above
And that’s quite enough being out of your life
The road to you has a better view
And I rode the road without you for so long already
I am so scared this loving Is going to amount to nothing
If I am not there with you I forfeit all I could give you
And everything I do Everything I do I do for you...are not in my life...
Please...let me back in your life...
I’m dying out here, let me back in your life
If I seem dejected, you got to respect that
I'm a man who knows how it goes and still I want back in your life
I am so scared this loving Is going to amount to nothing
If I am not there with you I forfeit all I could give you
And everything I do Everything I do I do for you...are not in my life...
Please let me back in your life
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The Day Our Fancy Died
02:51
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“The Day Our Fancy Died”.
I wondered how I would feel
If I ever lost her for real
Would I hear mournful cries
Would the world put me wise
The Day Our Fancy..
Died like a horrible joke
I went in the yard for a smoke
Then I called her name twice
And all the joy drained from my eyes
The Day Our Fancy Died
What kind of world are we living in
What rationale could there be
For fate to conspire making heaven on earth
And then take away our fancy
We left our hearts on the street
Destined never to repeat
Nothing left to recall
No words were spoke at all
The Day Our Fancy Died
What kind of world are we living in
When only good things fall away
Why murderous rogues continue to breathe
Yet our Fancy couldn’t stay
We left our hearts on the street
Destined never to repeat
Nothing left to recall
No words were spoke at all
The Day Our Fancy Died
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“I Don’t Like You Mister Part 2”
What kind of mammal would do this to an animal?
Then pick off his own kind like Hannibal the Cannibal?
Who’d raise his arm to hurt a brother or a sister
Dear me, I don’t like you Mister...
You roam the earth, spilling blood wherever you stand
It takes a ruthless toothless human to harm his fellow man
If I weren’t dead, I’d kick you in the keister
No no, I don’t like you mee-ster
Take it from a dead man, this man is a menace
I said pass the Grey Poupon he passed me a death sentence
What kind of monster kills a man who buys him dinner?
Aw no I don’t like you Mister...
I tried to help him, didn’t warn the authorities
I’d settle for a whistle but he had his own priorities
Bet he left a string of slain sorority sisters
Aw no I don’t like you Mister...
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Detour
04:59
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“Detour”
Loving somebody so completely
Will finish me off for good
Now I know it’ll always be The way
I wished it would
Shoes and rice are falling from the sky
All the years I have been it a prison
Hot lamp on my face
Going to take this restless heart and aim it some truthful place
The girl on my arms is the girl in my heart I can die
My life took a detour I didn’t know what I was waiting for
My life took a detour when I saw you
When I saw you. When I saw you, aahhh!
All the years I have been it a prison
Hot lamp on my face
Going to take this restless heart and aim it some truthful place
The girl on my arms is the girl in my heart I can die
My life took a detour I didn’t know what I was waiting for
My life took a detour when I saw you
When I saw you. When I saw you, aahhh!
I’d give you everything!
If I had anything
I’d give you everything!
Coz you’re my everything!
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Bonus cut - Peek-a-Boo
01:56
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Bonus cut - Titillation
02:24
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