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Americana Soul Clash

by Tracer Bullet

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1.
The fantasy wasn't so deadly back when we were young, we were trying to get away, trying to run but the chairs are still empty and I don't know why Maybe I'll understand when I get the time Street lights lit the backdrop to the photo in my mind while the spinning of a turntable recoils and unwinds to the whispers on my pillow bouncing off my window pane where the raindrops tap the rhythm but the melody remains Behind a sweeping city skyline we light up to dull the ache of living with the decay that's been rotting through the days and in a dying city daydream we wake up to the rain and the filth of a sickness that cannot be washed away Somewhere someone told me if you're grateful then you'll pray But I can't pray for greatness in a world where greed remains but if I could wish for one thing and hope to god it would stay I'd scream out for tomorrow and the hope that we'd remain
2.
Hanging Brain (free) 02:38
In all my sick regrets of which I've had a few I sat and watched my luck run red with all my blues I cast off my regrets burned the bridges that I made but I'm still raved, yeah I'm still sick with decay My brain is hangin from a wire that's frayed and breakin all the time my vacant head is still to blame for hangin up my empty brain
3.
Did I wake up in a gentrified nightmare? the cretins and thugs in the race they dont care about you turnin a blind eye on white crime and turn up the heat in the ghettos, but I find The so called "elite" are just trash in tailor made suits for sheets and they're comin for you! Through all the smoke screens I'm finding a useless pop culture that bleeds and it's blinding Brown is the new black but same is the burden they'll beat you down with the cross they're burnin for you! Like opium to the masses, It's vilified prose once legal and that's that but Old Jim Crow isn't dead, he just faked it hiding behind his umbrella of hatred for you! it's simple we might as well face it, it's burned in our minds so we might as well change it How can you close your eyes and just forget it? How can you throw you fists and not regret it?
4.
Nothing but Trouble (free) 03:20
They say home is where your heart is wont someone tell me where you go when your pulse is MIA and your blood is turnin cold From the backseat where I sleep to some other persons floor This aint livin but it aint dyin Im just cryin out for more They say "Feed American Dreams" with dollar signs to blind your eyes but if you're living for tomorrow you're living for a lie So shake me won't you please? pick me up from off my knees! Cause you loose your voice from begging when no one can hear you scream I always said i was gonna be Nothin but Trouble but you never wondered why You always said i was gonna be 6 ft. under and now i know why
5.
Lakeshore to Irving (free) 02:52
She hides her eyes which shine like diamonds burning through a dim light sky behind her ginger hair they linger there with rainclouds in her eyes but when her tears they fall she drowns and lifeboats become my words It leaves me drowning in the wake and all i think about is her She grabbed my hand she was electric stole the air out of my lungs we passed along Lakeshore i sang her "Moody's mood for love" and as a red hot night got colder i was pulled into the light but she pulled me back to solid ground after a sleepless night I held her head which sat so heavy on my chest so she could sleep but her tired heart was weary and she crashed straight into me but on a rain soaked night she left me to try and mend a broken heart now I'm sinking with the stitches always close but yet so far I don't know if you know but i will always stay cause honey, i don't mind the rain
6.
Amy (free) 02:33
Amy, Amy It seems I found out too late what was goin on, so maybe baby Im buyin in to quickly with the damage done Ain't it funny how time flies and how dreams end cause when you're killing time you're killing your best friend But if we have to say so long it's too ironic to be wrong now can you hear the needle drop, oh no? did the music ever stop? girl, I didn't think so but if you should ever come clean to me it seems to be I'd drag you right back down until you broke But if we have to say good bye it would be just another lie So Amy don't play me, talk as if I don't know what's been going on maybe baby, Im buyin in too quickly with the damage done Amy, Amy, It seems i found out too late what was goin on Maybe baby It's time i started thinkin about moving on
7.
War and Romance (free) 03:04
I don't exist for real except inside your head I'm a wandering apparition, I'm the ghost under your bed I don't believe in much, I don't believe in Hell and I don't believe in daydreams cause this nightmare suits me well I don't pretend to feel, I don't pretend to pray, I'm no sucker for redemption not anymore, not anyway And I Don't need a drink to wash away the pain Kneel at the bar, Chase with the body Lead with my heart and not my brain Oh the days, they drift and fade away the nights they still remain, the burns, the bruises and the scrapes The stitches and broken hearts, A love that stops before it starts There is no fantasy that's left for me of which you're not a part Did you take everything you heard? Did you hang on every word? Now you've burned a bridge that didn't exist and you wonder if you're cured of all these burns bruises and scrapes cause the night still remains
8.
Lipstick and Dynamite (free) 04:10
Behind your weary eyes I see a soul been hypnotized by empty, shy white lies and shaking voice once victimized, so I count the ways you're breaking a million pieces hit the ground In a blink of an eye I get the feelin I might die from a kiss that hit like cyanide, now she's all lipstick and dynamite can't deny the cherry spark is flaming burnin out to blow me down If every single night i waited for the sun to rise no hope then would i find I'd sit next to a thin white line and I'd count the hearts I'm breakin and hear the clock start winding down So now I think I might just kiss you once to greet the night but should I fall from this height who will scrape me off the road tonight? If i pull the pin now baby will your semtex complex rub me out? So now I'll kiss the sky and blast off to a sweet goodbye a heart that beats like a landmine and lips that hit like cyanide, and I count the ways I'm breaking feelin the sick and sweet fall out And in your smokey eyes I see a cloud begin to rise, I'll take the shock wave for a ride then come back down to stem the tide, tonight Your heart's exploding baby and I'm along now for the ride your heart is like a time bomb where the seconds have no use or TNT for you and me burnin out the fuse and if your lips are loaded baby, who am I to refuse?
9.
Foolish Kind of Love (free) 03:03
I've been crackin up Been the victim of Some foolish kinda love when I don't know where you'll go But where you'll be Is that space in between awake and asleep with just a rhythm and me You ain't got much but your foolish love But who am i to judge? When I don't know where you'll go or who you'll be but it won't be with me
10.
It's Only Me (free) 03:17
When the fix ends and there's nowhere to go And When the highs leave you feeling the lows I won't know, cause I don't know If it was only me wondering where you are, but if it's so, then I'll know you'll always be the needle in my arm When the day comes to wash out the night That's when I'll get up to face the light on my own, yeah on my own But who's to say we'll make it that far But if it's so, then I'll know It was only me crawling through the dark for more I should have stayed in bed today, Instead of waking up I find I'm breakin up If every second of the day I wasn't losing touch would I be standing on my own?
11.
Baby if you see me falling flatly on my face, Don't reach out as if to catch me Cause I'll grab you anyway, And when the fall ends baby wont you visit me in May? cause if the winter wind don't get us Then the summer sun just may It's alright, I'm just melting let the heat corrode away the dripping inhibition of the West Hell St. Parade It plays out like a tragedy way up on a stage but laughs out like a comedy once the punch was made The joke's been played for too long and it's welcome overstayed, the laughter finally died down, but the obvious remains: If I'm undone by what I've done then I'll grin and I'll wave at the passing burning train wreck of The West Hell Street Parade If I play dumb then I play dead If any way I fit the bill The then every day I always will
12.
Something Else (free) 02:28
6:45 and all the high rise hopes of TV queens and burnout boys get scattered on the highway, In and out to make a dime, And I'm flyin high above a vacant sea of hope, dead dreams and ecstasy, a suburbanite authority, and it's walking dead majority sayin somewhere on the pavement, is where my heart aches for sweet American sleep and that's where you'll find me But at night I lay my head down slowly so it don't break my fragile ego which takes the blame I rub my eyes out till they're red, white, black and blue And in the end will I find you With the thieves and liars too In an upscale downtown highrise where the writing on the wall says Somewhere in the backdrop is where we're gonna scream for a dead American Dream and that's where you'll find me
13.
Thirteen (free) 02:47
The sinking guilt of our mistakes is drowning in the years, by a sea of big regret that been carried by the fear of breaking from the entropy of time spent in the blue of another sour second waiting, groping for some truth I left my hometown 'cause it haunted me so long, Can't spend my time well with the dead and if you see me in the morning I'll be running out of steam So I'll see you down the road instead Like a heatwave through dry spell of the drought that we've been through In the desert of our lives or in the era of the used, We kick the past like tin cans down the road to pass the time Past a mirage of an angel singing silver lullabies I left this ghost town cause it haunted me so long Can't spend my time well with the dead And if you see me in the morning I'll be running out of steam So I'll see you down the road instead The second hand could never comprehend the minutes till the end it just washed the first or did the minutes kill him? Stuck in their rhythm, so broken Now they all just tick by Until it's good bye or Good Riddance....
14.
Americana Soul Clash (free) 04:16
I got no hurry on these bones, my wounds will heal like magic with the sound of Rock n Roll And my heart It ain't made of stone, I got miles of regret behind me on this road Meet me Where the air is dense in this South Chicago home Scrape the frost up off the window and embrace the cold Tell me what you said about how the story goes, Can't remember the anecdotes but one thing i know... I got soul, I got a soul Though the hours slowly crawl by don't you cry for me no more Though the music stopped you feel it still between your shadow and your soul and though your heart It ain't made of gold, you'll never lose that melody that walked us down the road And all of the hurt aching in these bones, will drift away like daydreams with the sound of Rock n Roll So my heavy heart and my ancient soul Won't sing for no redemption as it's down the road I go...

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Americana Soul Clash is 14 songs connected by the common threads of modern American life. It is a reflection of what happens when the American dream is confronted by the American reality. Less a concept than a theme it's a search for answers in a place and time of questions. It's a search for self in a windblown world of status and excess. But more importantly, it's the record you're about to hear.

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released September 19, 2012

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Tracer Bullet Chicago, Illinois

One part manic energy and one part street soul the boys howl out a message designed to cross genre boundaries. With consistently danceable rhythms and high energy melodies Tracer Bullet paints a musical picture that will bring to mind the fantasy of watching Wilson Pickett sing with The Clash. ... more

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