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Stars and Streetlights

by Heimlich County Gun Club

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Genjing Records Long live Korean punk! Favorite track: Skunkhell.
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adamadamadam Great writing turns a record you'd listen to for weeks into a record you'll listen to for years. Favorite track: The Rebel Beat.
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1.
Instumental
2.
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
3.
Skunkhell 02:48
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
4.
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
5.
Days 04:06
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
6.
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
7.
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
8.
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
9.
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
10.
A Little Bit 02:22
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
11.
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
12.
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
13.
The Way Home 04:24
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
14.
Up On Top 01:12
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
15.
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
16.
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
17.
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
18.
The Price 02:48
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
19.
The Promise 04:08
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

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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

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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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