Stars and Streetlights

by Heimlich County Gun Club

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released March 22, 2014

Paul - Guitars/Vocals
John - Guitars/Vocals
Park - Bass
Kevin/Eligio - Drums

Recorded at Bubblegum studio

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Heimlich County Gun Club Seoul, South Korea

Personnel:

Paul - Guitar/Vocals
John - Guitar/Vocals
Park - Bass
Kevin - Drums

What began in 2012 (and will end in 2014) HCGC seeks only but to rock out with some good old fashioned well intentioned punk rock with some country and rock and roll influences.
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Track Name: The Rust Belt
Instumental
Track Name: Stars And Streetlights
And here I find myself, find myself lost
They say that deeper roots go untouched by frost
Torn between different worlds and neither feels quite right
Somewhere between stars and streetlights

I listened to the wise and the words they freely gave
I looked to them for answers and quickly turned away
And if I've doubted myself, I've already lost the fight
Somewhere between stars and streetlights

I've been a country boy and a big city man
Equally out of place, alone out here I stand

Each foot on different soil and my heart's equal divide
Somewhere between stars and streetlights

Some go off on their own way to find themselves
End up emulating like everyone else
It's far beyond the reach of a simple mind like mine
Somewhere between stars and streetlights

I've been a country boy and a big city man
Equally out of place, nowhere left to stand

Each foot on different soil and my heart's equal divide
Somewhere between stars and streetlights
Track Name: Skunkhell
Bright lights a world away from what I knew
Saw the ad plastered skyline corporational spew
Selling unobtainable luxury
None of them well adjusted kids look a bit like me

I was 17 just looking for more
I can hear the landlady pounding out on the door
No job no money so what can we do?
Just my mother's old guitar and a new tattoo

Skunkhell
Where the skunx all go
Punk rockers
Roots and rebel show

Took me in I had a place to belong
We were laughing and drinking and singing along
No tomorrow just living today
Sneering at the other that went the opposite way

Buying into the lifestyle that the billboards would preach
Wage, debt, lifestyle standing just out of reach
All the others that did just as they were told
Misinformed, disenfranchised, pounded into the mold

Skunkhell
Where the skunx all go
Punk rockers
Roots and rebel show

Skunkhell
Where the skunx all go
Punk rockers
Roots and rebel show
Track Name: Coming (like a train)
Another 2-chord song
Like shelter from the rain
No matter how it's sung
And it's coming like a train
And it's coming like a train

Another 2 chord song

Another 2-chord song
To help us smile through the pain
And it won't be very long
And it's coming like a train
Coming like a train
Another 2 chord song

And it won't be very long
And it's Coming like a train
Coming like a train
Just another 2-chord song
Track Name: Days
Remember back when we were out on the streets
Had no money, nothing to eat
Hitting the lights and we're bullet proof
Only had a few chords and the truth
Sitting in the park on a Saturday night
Sitting there underneath the vapor lights
They say it's all gone so commercialized
and they say it happened right before our eyes

Can anyone around here recall?
Back when we seemed to have it all?

Those were the days
Way back when
Those were the days I swear I thought would never end
Those were the days
Way back when
Could we ever get that feeling back again?

No, those were the days

Now I walk the same old avenues
The same old ones that I walked with you
They say some things never change
But nothing gets better if it stays the same
Back then you know I felt so alive
I was living day to day just trying to survive
All that pure, raw energy, about to explode
but now I gotta ask myself where did it all go

Can anyone around here recall?
Back when we seemed to have it all?

Those were the days
Way back when
Those were the days I swear I thought would never end
Those were the days
Way back when
Could we ever get that feeling back again?

No cause those were the days

Can anyone around here recall?
Back when we seemed to have it all?

Those were the days
Way back when
Those were the days I swear I thought would never end
Those were the days
Way back when
Could we ever get that feeling back again?

No, cause those were the days
Those were the days
Track Name: The Rebel Beat
Must have been 12 years ago, I was on my way to the punk rock show
On a winding road, no turning back
Drinking beer by the railroad track
They all said that it was absurd but I couldn't hear the first fucking word
All I made out above the roar of the street
Was the roots and rock and rebel beat
It was passion and a simmering urgency that was absent from the culture surrounding me
To expose the world for what it was
Long ignored and pushed aside because
The underground values reality, not monetary status and celebrity
So many of us have come and gone, few remain
The rebel beat beats on

The rebel beat beats on

You punk rock prima donnas can't recall what it's like to have nothing at all
Took subculture and stripped away all that's real
Packaged and produced for mass appeal
Like Strummer said "and you think it's funny"
Then as now "turning rebellion into money"
You charlatans you only know deceit
There's still some here with the rebel beat
They say it loses meaning like age again and it doesn't mean now what it did back then
But now that I'm older and have eyes to see
These punk rock songs mean more to me
As I walk the same streets like back in those days
When the teachers all said it was just a phase
Here I am, 12 years on
Everything has changed
The rebel beat beats on

The rebel beat beats on
The rebel beat beats on
Track Name: Where the Blacktop Highway Ends
I wanna take you
Down the dirt roads
Through the meadows and around the river bends
Through the backwoods
And the hollows
Miles past where the blacktop highway ends
I'm going back
Where the blacktop highway ends

County roads and farm to markets
Have led this city boy astray
By the banks of the muddy river
Where my problems just seem to fade away

I wanna take you
Down the dirt roads
Through the meadows and around the river bends
Through the backwoods
And the hollows
Miles past where the blacktop highway ends

I'm going back, miles back
Where the blacktop highway ends
Way on back
I'm going back, miles back
Where the blacktop highway ends

Ozark mountains and river bottoms
Seeking refuge when I'm done fed up with this race
Misty mornings and dusky twilights
Where everything seems to fall back into place

I wanna take you
Down the dirt roads
Through the meadows and around the river bends
Through the backwoods
And the hollows
Miles back where the blacktop highway ends

I'm going back, miles back
Where the blacktop highway ends
Way one back
I'm going back, miles back
Where the blacktop highway ends
Miles on back
I'm going back, miles back
Where the blacktop highway ends
Miles on back
I'm going back, miles past
Where the blacktop highway ends
Track Name: Peace and Plenty
Let it ring, lock another magazine
Hold it tight to your shoulder
Come on just like I showed ya
Accept your share, no one said that life was fair
Dark storms in the distance
Stop offering resistance

Time and time
Our hands are coming up empty
in our land of peace and plenty

Consumption reigns, scapegoats take the blame
Glued to this bright attraction
Cause we need a new distraction
It almost seems, like up on the silver screen
Credulity's wearing thin
I thought the good guys always win

Time and time
Our hands are coming up empty
in our land of peace and plenty
Time and time
Our hands are coming up empty
in our land of peace and plenty

Time and time
Our hands are coming up empty
in our land of peace and plenty
Time and time
Our hands are coming up empty
in our land of peace and plenty
Time and time
Our hands are coming up empty
in our land of peace and plenty
Track Name: House At The End Of The Street
I used to see him sitting out in the wind and the cold
Dirty derelict front porch where he'd wait all alone
I heard the stories but didn't buy what I was told
I remember the fear in his eyes
When he said he can't play
Cause soon his daddy's coming home

It was the house
It was the house
It was the house at the end of the street

It was the house
It was the house
It was the house at the end of the street

Some nights you could hear the hell that echoed down the street
The neighbors pretended that they didn't hear anything
They said it was best to stay out and not get involved
"That clumsy kid
running around
He's always getting them bruises cause he's always falling down"

It was the house
It was the house
It was the house at the end of the street

It was the house
It was the house
It was the house at the end of the street

It was the house
It was the house
It was the house at the end of the street

It was the house
It was the house
It was the house at the end of the street
Track Name: A Little Bit
A little bit of whiskey
and a little bit of rye
and a little bit of BC
just enough to fill my pipe
I need little bit of country
and a little rock and roll
and a little bit of delta
and a little bit of soul

I've lived in excess for some years
making empty bottles and filling the tears
and I keep telling myself everything's gonna be alright
I need to drink my thoughts away
a crutch to get through another day
need another little vice to get me through the night

A little bit of whiskey
and a little bit of rye
and a little bit of BC
just enough to fill my pipe
A little bit of country
and a little rock and roll
and a little bit of delta
and a little bit of soul

Under a bad sign and born to lose
Lost again, substance abuse
Smoked out my lungs and drank my liver dry
Jack can get me through another song
Can't wait to rip on another bong
Here's your brain on drugs so let it fry

A little bit of whiskey
and a little bit of rye
and a little bit of BC
just enough to fill my pipe
I need little bit of country
and a little rock and roll
and a little bit of delta
and a little bit of soul

Just a little bit

A little bit of whiskey
and a little bit of rye
and a little bit of BC
just enough to fill my pipe
I need little bit of country
and a little rock and roll
and a little bit of delta
and a little bit of soul
Track Name: East Sprague Ave
East Sprague Avenue, summer of '96
Hanging with the lowlifes and the girls turning tricks
Hiking Dishman-Mica and smoking dope and sniffing glue
Dodging rusty needles behind the Deja Vu

Broken hearts and homes line the way on Sprague Avenue
Broken hearts and homes line the way on Sprague Avenue

Inland empire misery and Yates still on the loose
Addicts on the stroll with nothing left to lose
Some had lost it all and some were never found
Some put in the bank and some put in the ground

Broken hearts and homes line the way on Sprague Avenue
Broken hearts and homes line the way on Sprague Avenue
East Sprague
East Sprague
East Sprague
East Sprague
Track Name: Didn't See It Coming
When I joined the guard they called this place the heartland
Until that terrible September day
We threw a party before the dust settled on Manhattan
The future's uncertain
And we didn't see it coming

I left the factory that kept me from unemployment
Just like my father did before
I left for Baghdad on back to back deployments
The boys all marched to war
We didn't see it coming

I spent my post war years on food stamps and handouts
I took what work that I could find
My cousin in the hills he offered me a way out
Said "Don't breathe in the fumes"
We didn't see it coming

We used to feed the world with crops we used to harvest
We used to fire and mill the steel
Now we're cooking poison and we're only growing heartache (Methamphetamine)
Is this our legacy?
Cause we didn't see it coming
No
Now we didn't see it coming
Oh no
No we didn't see it coming
No no no
We didn't see it coming
Oh no
We didn't see it coming
Track Name: The Way Home
Hey mom it's getting hot here like you wouldn't believe
And now they've got us running around when we should be asleep
Just the other day they put a stripe on my sleeve
They said "Boy, here's your chance to take charge and lead"
I said 'You've must be mistaken, you've got the wrong man"
"I'm just trying to my best to help my fellow man"
"But if you want my advice I think we're stuck in a jam"
"I say we pack it up and head on home as fast as we can"

On that road
Paved in stone
The one I walk
Walk alone
Paid in blood
Flesh and bone
The one that leads
The way back home

Hey mom it's not at all like they said it would be
It's about a thousand times worse than they show on TV
Now we're out here with no mission doing what we can to survive
Anything that it takes just to get home alive
And then I catch a blinding flash in the corner of my eyes
And I hit the ground for cover and I'm not sure why
For the first time I think that I am scared for my life
Cause there's some boys out here that want me to die

On that road
Paved in stone
The one I walk
Walk alone
Paid in blood
Flesh and bone
The one that leads
The way back home

On that road
Paved in stone
The one I walk
Walk alone
Paid in blood
Flesh and bone
The one that leads
The way back home
Track Name: Up On Top
Up on top
The sun is shining
though the wasteland devoid of trees
How I miss
The Show-Me waters
and the oak stands and hickorys

Been some time
I've put some distance
From where the air is so sharp and clear
Now the hills
and flatlands call me
and that echo is all I hear

Up on top
The sun is shining
though the wasteland devoid of trees
How I miss
The Show-Me waters
and the oak stands and hickorys
Track Name: Last Train Home (Feat. Jeff from ...Whatever That Means)
The lights come on and we spill into the street
Mosh pit sweat throwing up the steam
Spent my last dime on the cover charge and beer
And I wander away into the cold winter night
"See ya'll next week" and I'm feeling alright
The amps and drums still ringing in my ear

Now I'm walking by myself but I just don't feel alone
It's well after midnight and I missed the last train home
I missed the last train home
I missed the last train home
I missed the last train home

A clear night above and icy river below
Cars rushing by, the drivers don't know
Crossing the bridge singing at the top of my voice
My breath in the air, among the urban decay
Watching my youth, the years slip away
The road up ahead, little seems to be of my choice

I'm walking by myself but I just don't feel alone
It's well after midnight and I missed the last train home
I missed the last train home
I missed the last train home
I missed the last train home

When the streets are packed, the pulsing faceless brigades
Passing on judgement, avoiding their gaze
I lengthen my stride, I pick up my pace
Among all these people, I feel out of place
While the city's asleep, that's when I come alive
Feeling this beat, this fire inside
Burning me up, there's no slowing down
Making me move, to the revolution sound

I missed the last train home
Track Name: Opinionated and Ignorant
Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent
Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent

I saw them on TV trying to make a mountain from a molehill
Talking about the decline and regression of our free will
What's gonna make the news today? (Talking heads)
What's the latest moral outrage? (No Spin Zone)
Tell me how many have fallen and how many have you saved
(The Great, The Great Unwashed)

Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent
Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent

Persecution complex moral soldier into battle
Squeaky wheel gets the grease and empty vessels tend to rattle
Manufactured cause (Aint they all)
Set to save us from it all (From us all)
Tell me what network did you get it from or was there nothing better on?
(Fair and Balanced)

Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent

Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent
Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent

Opinionated and Ignorant
Ill informed deliberate
You loud mouth malcontent
I'm not who you represent
Opinionated and Ignorant
(One Million Moms)
Ill informed deliberate
(The Discovery Institute)
You loud mouth malcontent
(Answers in Genesis)
I'm not who you represent
Track Name: Hongdae Streets (Feat. Jinsuk from Ska Sucks)
Hongdae Streets
Once again
ever since I can remember when
Hongdae Streets
Rise again
The indie scene must arise again

Hongdae Streets
Once again
ever since I can remember when
Hongdae Streets
Rise again
The indie scene must arise again

무관심 속에 살아오던 차가웠던 좋은날의 이거리는
언젠가 부터 추억속의 따뜻함만이 남았지
단지 가끔의 술안주 밖에 되질 않고

폭탄처럼 터져버린 길거리엔
발정난 병신들이 사건을 만들길 원해
더이상 안식처라곤 생각되질 않아
하지만 돌아갈수 밖에 없는 이곳

Hongdae Streets
Once again
ever since I can remember when
Hongdae Streets
Rise again
The indie scene must arise again

Hongdae Streets
Once again
ever since I can remember when
Hongdae Streets
Rise again
The indie scene must arise again

Gentrified, crucified like many before
the place that I once called home has been painted into a whore
to every trend and fashion and fickle disease
there's fewer standing here that can remember the scene

Fake plastic class spreading out of control
Contagious affulenza and it's taking it's toll
Contaminated, epidemic that no one can stop
the guilable masses swallow every last drop

Hongdae Streets
Once again
ever since I can remember when
Hongdae Streets
Rise again
The indie scene must arise again

Hongdae Streets
Once again
ever since I can remember when
Hongdae Streets
Rise again
The indie scene must arise again
Track Name: The Price
Some men march for king or country
and others bleed for a degree
Maybe pull themselves from the status they knew
and a chance out of poverty
I can't stop the feeling that we've been cheated
It doesn't make much sense to me
How we're shooting, bleeding, killing, in a far off desert
risking it all for a dream

It's the cost
It's the price
It's the cost
Human life

I don't pretend that I can understand
the justifications for this mess
All them filthy suits in power are getting richer by the hour
but I wonder how well they rest
Here's the situation, we're dying for education
a chance to get our foot in the door
Another in the breech, the dream is out of reach
further than it was before

It's the cost
It's the price
It's the cost
Human life

Interest rates and youth unemployment
Have played right into their hands
Fill the ranks and set for a deployment
Order march and issue the commands

Nevermind the price

It's the cost
It's the price
It's the cost
Human life
Track Name: The Promise
It screams
Down to your bones
That we've settled for less than what we're owed
It's true
My needs are met
Does that mean I'm supposed to be content?

They say false sense of entitlement
I say that the promise aint been kept

Was life
always lived this way?
Work toil and eventual decay
Spoiled down
Or so I've heard
That we ask far more than we deserve

They say false sense of entitlement
I say that the promise aint been kept
They say false sense of entitlement
I say that the promise aint been kept

Work, toil, subsistence wage
from the end of childhood to the grave
Lost years spent in emptiness
Pursuit in vain of happiness
Work, toil, subsistence wage
from the end of childhood to the grave
Lost years spent in emptiness
Pursuit in vain of happiness