Vacancy At The Wonder Lodge

by Moondog Matinee

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Matthais The songs of this blues-infected rock-album grow each time I listen to them ... Favorite track: Troubadour.
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1.
She had bad intentions running down her face. Gamble away ambition for a single taste. Typical salutation running through her head. The needle seems so patient, you’re gonna wind up dead. Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet…..Sweet Heroine Oh No, here we go again Turn on your television for a chance of fame. The newsman failed to mention that she had a name. Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet…..Sweet Heroine Oh No, here we go again Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet…..Sweet Heroine Oh No, here we go again Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet Sweet…..Sweet Heroine Oh No, here we go again
2.
04:18
Old Leather and a hint of pepper pushin down on the top of his shoes.
 “I need some one who that play my records, ya, maybe some rhythm and blues.
 It’s been a long time coming, and through the years I’ve been running from this day.
 I kept my demons on the outside but now they’re tearing all my walls away.” Everybody wants to walk on water but they don’t want to leave the shore,
 Ah, it doesn’t really matter you’re gonna have to face the storm. He put the music on the floor, took a drink, and then he told me of his history.
 Hiroshima, Dresden, D-day, and now he brought his war right back to me. “Hey Mr. I don’t want to ask but is there something on your mind?”
 “Listen here son I don’t think you heard me, I don’t really have much time.” “Everything you need to know in life can be found on this record you see,
 No beginning, no end, it only knows the revolution of its natural beat.” Just then, he turned around and left with nothing much else to say.
 “Hey mister don’t forget your records!”  but he kept on walking away. Spent his last days in a motel, never heard a knock on the door.
 Put a letter in the outbox, made peace, and then he hit the floor. “Mister postman take this letter it’s for a good friend of mine. 
This ink stained on this paper is the last thing I leave behind. “I got me the one way ticket to the place that I was born.
 It’s time for me to walk on water, it’s time for me to face the storm.”
3.
06:32
She took the train on a Saturday, was on the wrong side of the tracks.
 Where she went, she wouldn’t say, I’ll never get her back.
 Now she’s running from a simple life into a place she doesn’t have a single dime; and wonder why she’s never coming back around.
 Excuse me sir but do you got the time I’m gonna get her back I’m gonna make her mine; my only girl. I’m gonna lay her body down. Sonny, Sonny you weren’t the only woman. It’s funny. It’s funny how I never saw this comin. 
I’m not afraid to be a sinner, a sinner my way.
 My arms are spread, you’re the killer…killer. Pieces of the people I used to know become a part of my past.
 Myself, I didn’t know until I raised my glass.
 Walk alone I’m gonna waste your time I gotta move ahead I need to read the signs and after that, there’s no turning back. 
Tell me once I’m gonna tell ya twice I’m gonna stop all of these complicated nights I gotta get, get a life on track. Sonny, Sonny you weren’t the only woman. It’s funny. It’s funny how I never saw this comin.
 I’m not afraid to be a sinner, a sinner my way.
My arms are spread, you’re the killer…killer.
 I’m not afraid to be a sinner, a sinner my way.
 My arms are spread, you’re the killer…killer. I’m not afraid to be a sinner, a sinner my way.
 My arms are spread, you’re the killer…killer.
4.
05:25
Act two scene one
Sittin In a smoky bar room
 Ol joe pour me some rye
 Oh lord what did I do? Everybody stares everybody stares everybody stares
 As I look right through you
 Nobody cares nobody cares nobody cares
 Oh what I do Watch the clock, wind my watch
 Wound up lost, lost my touch 
Feel my life, ain’t worth much
 You’re gonna weigh down baby girl As I said before as I said before 
I’m a troubadour 
Lay your body down at sunrise 
I sneak out the back door People talk, everybody talks
 They’re all talkin no good
 On I walk, on I walk
 New Orleans to Hollywood Hit the bottle, hit the floor
 Pick me up, help me lord
 Give me one, just one more
 You’re gonna weigh Hit the bottle, hit the floor
 Pick me up, help me lord
 Give me one, just one more
 Watch the clock, wind my watch
 Wound up lost, lost my touch.
5.
04:54
Your blue eyes are so nice so please lay on my floor.
 Don’t tell me lies, feed me alibis, they’ve all been done before. Extra change, and a couple of bills
 Cheap love and a bottle of pills
 A gold rush and we’re first in line 
Young n dumb, we don’t mind dyin’ Navigate your silky hips
 Through the lights, and down the strip
 To the place dreams go to die 
we’ll stay awake to survive Your blue eyes are so nice so please lay on my floor.
 Don’t tell me lies, feed me alibis, they’ve all been done before. There’s a lighthouse in a storm
 Carries me to the shores
 Sanctuary of Sin
 Always seems to pull me in Be sure to leave your cares
 Before you find me there
 So pleasure doesn’t sting 
When you hear them church bells ring Your blue eyes are so nice so please lay on my floor.
 Don’t tell me lies, feed me alibis, they’ve all been done before. Your blue eyes are so nice so please lay on my floor.
 Don’t tell me lies, feed me alibis, they’ve all been done before.
6.
03:46
Tell me now, nice and slow
 Why’d you run, where’d you go? 
Dark places, dusty roads
 Empty spaces, it’s getting old Complications, seem to grow
 Accusations, eb and flow
 Sittin on your, easy chair 
Lookin down, stop and stare She said I’m alone. For so long oh oh oh, so I pick up the phone.
 Hey operator, please connect my call. All I hear is a dial tone. Mother Mary, Jesus Christ
 Wipe the guilt from out your eyes 
Revelations, they rip and tear 
Cut off all your dirty hair. She said I’m alone. For so long oh oh oh, so I pick up the phone.
 Hey operator, please connect my call. All I hear is a dial tone.
7.
(free) 05:57
See you when I’m dead. See you when I’m dead. 
I’m gonna see you when I’m floating on over your head.
 When the levee’s gone. When the levee’s gone.
 Everybody’s gonna choose which side we’re on.
 People stop and stare. People stop and stare baby.
 I wish this burden with you I could share. Sweet lady from Bourbon street, put your favorite song on repeat
 And dance the devil back into the floor. 
Stomp stomp them dirty feet, until your blues go obsolete
I ain’t, comin back no more. I heard what they said. I heard what they said
 A day late a dollar short I can’t get ahead.
 When the day is done. When the day is done 
I’m gonna leave this town away I’m gonna run.
 Lord this ain’t fair. Lord this ain’t fair
 She took everything I owned and left me there. Sweet lady from Bourbon street, put your favorite song on repeat
 And dance the devil back into the floor.
 Stomp stomp them dirty feet, until your blues go obsolete
 I ain’t, comin back no more.
 Lie, steal, and cheat. The newspaper’s gonna tell us things
 We’re held on our own accord.
 The river flows into the streets; over houses under feet
 This place, never gonna be the same no more. Turn my right thoughts wrong.
 Ah sweet lady you’re as evil as the day is long. 
Ring the mornin bell. Ring the mornin bell.
 When I hear that charm a new day has fell My baby, she ain’t got no soul. 
Oh her lovin’ is starting to take its toll.
 Under her thumb. She got me down.
 She’s takin all of my belongings and run me out of town.
 My lady, oh what she don’t know. 
I’m gonna lay my hand anywhere that I roam.
8.
04:03
Driving down the interstate highway
 Police man, coming down to find me 
I hope death come my way
Her love begin to blind me There’s three little bright white vicodin pills sittin on my desk lookin so alonely
 There’s just enough whiskey left in my cup to wash them all down and corrode me This time, this time, this time I’m taking it to the man
This time, this time, this time I’m getting my money back Smell something in the air, revolution, it’s the solution burnin like a metaphor
 Mr. Officer dressed in black, tryin’ to take me back to the place I was before This time, this time, this time I’m taking it to the man
This time, this time, this time I’m getting my money back This stale apartment’s silence rings 
And it burns, with all kinds of mystery.
 Where dreams repent before they’re shot, And I know it will never, it will never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop Addiction is my harmony
 And it flirts with all my misery
 But God knows I’ll find a cure
 I will pull these hooks from out of my skin and put things back to the way they were before It’ll never stop it’ll never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop It’ll never stop it’ll never stop
9.
It’s a long way home.
 It’s a long way home. 
It’s a long way home.
 And I won’t be long. I gotta see your face, could this be coincidence?
 Your eyes pierce through the night like stars.
 I see you standing there, innocent without a care.
 You don’t even know who you are It’s a long way home.
 It’s a long way home.
 It’s a long way home. 
And I won’t be long. Hit the open road, pack my bags, shut the door. 
Leave this goddamn place for good.
 Throw away our past, this time we’re gonna make it last,
 Leave behind this ground I stood. It’s a long way home.
 It’s a long way home. 
It’s a long way home.
 And I won’t be long. Breathe in the desert air, let the wind blow through my hair,
 The highway forgives the things I’ve done.
 Don’t know where to go, gonna drive until I run out of road 
My speakers bleeding Born To Run. It’s a long way home. 
It’s a long way home.
 It’s a long way home.
 And I don’t belong.
10.
06:15
Walkin on down, to that liquor store.
 Stroll down that empty road, like one he’s never seen before.
 Down there in my car, to the man’s side a gun would sway.
 He’s sleeping under street lights now
 Cause all he makes is minimum wage. I’m fine, stay calm, I know you can’t fall.
 If I saw mine takin down with a single shot. 
Show your hands now please don’t ask how.
 And I’ll make you lie, bare them bones, settle down.
 And I found you’re never gonna be far from alone. Everything he owns in his old briefcase.
 And he wants somebody, somebody to take his place.
Shake your head, as you stop and stare,
 You never knew, you never knew,
 You never knew which man existed there.
 When did our rights become privileges 
Now I know, now I know
 Now I know what he meant when he said I’m fine, stay calm, I know you can’t fall.
 If I saw mine takin down with a single shot.
 Show your hands now please don’t ask how.
 And I’ll make you lie, bare them bones, settle down.
 And I found you’re never gonna be far from alone.

credits

released February 22, 2011

Created & Written by: Moondog Matinee; www.moondogmatinee.com

Executively Produced & Distributed by: Outbox Records, LLC, Las Vegas, NV. U.S.A. www.outboxrecords.com

Recorded, Produced, Mixed & Mastered by: Tom Gordon for Inspired Amateur Productions at Imirage Sound Lab, Sparks, NV. www.inspired-amateur.com

2nd Engineers: Lafayette Simpson & Alan Griffith

Artwork by: Zak Girdis
Additional Artwork by: Ross Edman

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