1. |
Body Baggage Blues
04:29
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Body Baggage Blues
by Peter Kern
My arms hurt me
My legs hurt me
My hands hurt me
My teeth hurt me
My shoulders hurt me
My toes hurt me
My fingers hurt me
My knees hurt me
Whoa What am I gonna do
What am I gonna do
Feel like the reaper's standing outside my door
My feet hurt me
My nose hurts me
My heart hurts me
My ass hurts me
My elbows hurt me
My ears hurt me
My ankles hurt me
My lungs hurt me
Whoa What am I gonna do
What am I gonna do
Putrefied from every pore
Musical Break
Feel like a prisoner in my own body
Just like a passenger of the brain
Like a broken down old jalopy
Skidding recklessly through the rain
I need to call a conference
For my enemies to attend
For each and every body part
They used to be my friends
My wrists hurt me
My neck hurts me
My hips hurt me
My bones hurt me
My eyes hurt me
My thighs hurt me
My belly hurts me
My back hurts me
Whoa What am I gonna do
What am I gonna do
Like a tin man's petrified wood
Musical Break
These accusers are saying I'm guilty
That I ignored them all for too many years
Well then send bouquets of calla lilies
They'll make some deathly souvenirs
We got to some urgent steps
Try and rise up from the depths.
Together we can win
This internal war
you whore
Spoken:
That's what we gonna be
Do it like you done it before
It's gonna feel so good when were all strong and healthy again
I'll take you all out to a giant dinner...No?
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2. |
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You Don't Know How to Love Me
By Peter & Rachel Kern
Man: Baby, you been saying some things, and none of them true
Why you being this way, you know I love you
Come on over here for a minute, I want to kiss your sweet little cheek......pretty mama
Woman: You, you don't know how to love me
I said you; you don't know how to love me
I tell you time and again
You don't treat me right.
Man: I've been your man doing all I can for 15 years I thought we had a plan
You’re my woman. For you I’d lay down and die.
How can you say what you're saying?
Please clarify
Woman: You brought me to tears about the 15 years I got news for you Hun you aren’t fooling anyone
Was it part of your plan to put a drink in my hand?
When you're out there on the road, I think I'm gonna explode
Man: I just can't conceive, it's so hard to believe
The empty look in your eyes, how could you despise
A loving man like me, you must be out of your mind
Maybe you should pour another drink baby and try to unwind
Woman: When you started your band, and you weren't in demand
We didn't have no money, but you never had to worry
I put food on our table, because you were unable
Now you're big shot in your prime, well what happened to mine?
Woman: You, you don't know how to love me
I said you; you don't know how to love me
I tell you time and again
You don't treat me right.
Both: You, you don't know how to love me
I said you; you don't know how to love me
Man: From now on you’ll see a change
I'm gonna treat you so right
Woman: Well at least for tonight you love me right
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3. |
Pompous Circumstance
05:37
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Pompous Circumstance
By Peter Kern
Verse 1
This is my story
Not proud to tell
Brightest of stars, I reside inside a cell
The child life I led I didn’t pursue
So many mills I have crawled through
Verse 2
Was never determined
How my mother died
Awoke one morn she lay dead by my side
I thought she was asleep, and kissed her on the cheek
It was the only love I ever knew
Bridge:
Through pompous circumstance
My father saw his chance
Hiding me away I never went to school
He made me dance and sing
Kept away from everything
Each note and every step was nothing short of brutal
Verse 3
Was consumed
By what he taught
Buttons pressed I was his robot
The music from our island; he stole every song he could
“Mesmer-Lied” the world but good
Chorus 1
Fascinated people –I sang the songs and danced
Got inside the people – my name became their chant
Seemed like overnight, reached the highest of the heights
They said the talent of the son was nurtured by the father
With everything we had; I still couldn’t read or write,
Despicably successful life only got harder
Verse 4
Island smoke
Engulfed my head
Demonic voices I did what they said
A loaded parcel, no return address killed my father, this I must confess
Watched the vultures do what the vultures do
Chorus 2
Worshipped by the people – soon be done
Killing of the teacher – the stolen songs
The press and all its might, kindled hatred to ignite
Inferno of the father extinguished by the son
Death sentenced for my crime I know after I die
I shall wake up at my mother’s side
She’ll open up her eyes
And she will smile
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4. |
Come On Back To Me Baby
03:15
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Come On Back to Me Baby
By Peter Kern
Chorus:
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Bridge:
I was head over heels in love with you right from the very start
It’s grown deep, deeper and deeper in the time we’ve been apart
Chorus:
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Your folks were less than happy, I wasn't worthy they were right
Still your proclamation of eternal love, made me shudder with delight
Exquisite, fine, and glamorous, I put you on parade
To show the gang that this old boy really had it made
Bridge:
Then a smorgasbord of failures, schemes and ventures I devised
Put a strain on our relationship I never meant to compromise
Chorus:
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
On the trip down to Las Vegas we had planned to tie the knot
I chickened out, got wasted, she loves me yes, she loves me not.
The day after you left me, when the sense of loss set in
Your smile, your touch, your love was gone as if it had never been.
Bridge:
What hurts the worst is imagining that soon some other man
Will get to feel his putty inside those sweet soft gentle hands
Chorus:
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Gone through a case of bourbon haven’t bathed in seven days
Smoked twenty packs of cigarettes, four hundred butts in one ash tray
The only girl on God’s good earth who cared a damn for me
Down on my knees I’m praying to Jesus for your return to me
Bridge:
Love is an emotion of strong affection and desire.
It’s said to be a virtue representing human kind
Chorus:
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
Come on back to me baby Come on back to me baby
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5. |
Innerself
03:52
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Innerself
Lyrics by Peter Kern
Music by Filmscorz
As my fears take over me
The voice inside my head starts wailing
My inner strife hides way deep and down
Too many years of constant failing
Awful thoughts drums beating on my brain
Prevail upon the good things happening
So abstract and difficult to explain
The outer shell is slowly........
c r a c k i n g
Trapped inside the wreckage of my dreams
The loves I've lost, they still pursue me
Voices faces movement so obscene
Miles of time can't erect a memory
Massive music wafting through the air
Punchy rhythms pinpoint expertise
Approach my ears, no time to prepare
Like the catcher on trapeze
As I inhale the smoke inside my cage
I feel like I have found my peace
Fat mushroom cloud reveals a separate rage
A different plane it will not cease
Interlude
Tears of joy come rolling down my face
For the moment, satisfied with me
In this time there's nothing left to chase
Innerself combustibility
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6. |
A Bluesman's Blues
03:24
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A Bluesman's Blues
By Peter Kern
Why'd he send you 'round to tell me?
He don't wanna see my face no more
Don't be looking on the ground while you talkin'
That ain't no way to say it
Get my shit and get out the door
I ain't good enough no more for this venue,
He can kiss my big fat ass and lick my balls
My blood and guts is what I gave him
I played some nights with a bad jones, that's my problem
Lot's of times I saved him
I tended bar while the prick was out back getting blown
This gig is done, so what, I'll get another
It’s way too early to pick out my headstone
I've been a player for years, played through tears, and fears, and lots of cheers
I know how to work a crowd, get 'em loud, get ‘em mean and get 'em plowed
I'm getting older, but I'm getting better
I'll show that mutha fucka
I'm just now hitting my stride
and I still got my pride
Don't think I ain't had no other offers; I'm just a loyal man that’s what I am
Sure my fingers are a little stiff, but I can still riff
I can't believe what he's doing to me
Let me call him I'll fix it all up...
I'll make it right
I'll make it right...
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7. |
The Ball Within the Gag
03:55
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The Ball Within The Gag
By Peter Kern and Stephen Motroni
So you come to us insulted
Wounded, abused and torn
Portray yourself as victim
Teary eyed and scorned
Defending your own honor
And that of all the rest
So happy that you’ve chose this time
To get it off your chest
The imaginary hero
Sir Galahad in drag
Making sure our ears are pure
The ball within the gag
Charismatic, urbane, sophisticate
Narcissistic, scintillating, slime
Backbend underhanded dealings
“Devilishously” plotted crimes
Like the fair maid of Anomar
An innocent flower was she
Despicable untruths you bespoke on her
That so filled your soul with glee
And the operatic Italian
A butcher so well received
Mournfully regretful
Yet painfully deceived
A green thumb for the arts
Undeniably well endowed
Pitiful hypocrisy
Shall dissipate your crowds
The clock now ticks for tack
The stand still shows the band
The stab will strike you back
The brand you wear is banned
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8. |
When You Sing With Me
04:11
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When You Sing With Me
By Peter Kern
When you sing with me
My locomotives a moving
When you sing with me
A mighty bluesman ‘a grooving
When you sing with me
Steady my mercury will rise
When you sing with me
You make my soul galvanize
Got a thing for me
You put my brain in a daze
When you sing with me
It puts my heart out of faze
The lyrics leap from your tongue and lips just like flames
When you sing with me
Everything’s hard I can’t constrain
I got to know what I mean to you
Is it the tunes or you just passing through?
What do you feel for me darling
When you sing with me
When you sing with me
I melt like fudge on a sundae
Baby swing for me
Your golden tones are my foreplay
When you sing with me
Your smile lights up the room
When you move for me
It’s stimulation to swoon
I got to know what you’re all about
My dreams of love are all I think about
It’s so real to me
When you sing with me
MUSICAL BREAK
When you sing with me
The microphone is our reed
Your voice undresses me
They’re be no saddle for my steed
When you sing with me
Harmony blends our souls
Secret recipe
Intoxicates …no control
Just a glance of your entrancing mouth
Cause stormy rains deep down in the south
When you sing with me
When you sing with me
When you sing with me
My demons' fire needs embrace
Baby give to me
Your hot release in my space
Lava melts on my tongue and it craves
Your sweetest juice intoxicating taste
Overflowing me
As you sing for me
Baby sing with me
When you sing for me
You're so much more than I bargained for
I need your touch I cannot ask for more
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9. |
Valentine
05:08
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Valentine
By Peter Kern
My eyes started burning as their words jumped from the page
All the love I had been feelin, was now consumed by hate
I was a fool this time.... Valentine
She was the reason all my friends abandoned me
So charmingly appealin', she was a hotbed of intrigue
Casting pearls before swine...Valentine
We had a rocky beginning; there were rumors that I heard
It took a lot of convincing, and I remember her every word
We had a helluva time...Valentine
Late night conversations, feathered whispers on her hair
Tingling sweet sensations, there was music in the air
Come rain or shine...Valentine
Break
She had the key to my apartment, and would come and go as she pleased
We planned a fancy future custom tailored to our needs
I thanked the lord she was mine...Valentine
I entertain in nightclubs, and she never missed my show
My girl looked like a movie star, decked out from head to toe
Turned every head every time...Valentine
Each time he phoned her I wondered, why her father would make her cry
He'd talk to her for hours, and she would sob when they said goodbye
Could I have lost my mind....Valentine
So my eyes continue burning, simple things are hard to see
I was their fool in the letter but they haven't heard the last of me
Too many lies told too many times...Valentine
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Nothing Is My Middle Name
Peter Kern & Stan Loh
Verse 1
One thing in my life that I know for sure,
There’s a massive gap between the filthy rich and poor,
The poor pound their pulpits, Til their hands start to bleed,
For the rich are not concerned
About the common man's needs
Guitar Interlude
Verse 2
From the holy light inside my mama's womb,
To a tin cup scarce of pennies wearing a dead man’s shoes,
This albatross I carry,
My whole existence feels flawed
Wasn’t I was created
In the image of God
Chorus:
Oh “Nothing” is my middle name,
Walking the line between insane and sane.
The elusive game behind the game
I'm a prisoner in a viscous chain,
Go round in despair, exposed and bare, acid is the rain
Guitar Interlude
Verse 3
Chasing for the high but always wind up low
Been knocked around the system, long enough to know.
Dodging filth and darkness,
Eluding hunger and cold
Even contemplating a painless way to go
Guitar Interlude
Verse 4
I think about my mother, her life too short to see
The gap between two classes, erased her legacy
That albatross has crushed me,
It just wasn't her plan
God lived inside her soul, I was her image of man
Chorus:
Oh “Nothing” is my middle name,
Walking the line between insane and sane.
The elusive game behind the game
I'm a prisoner in a viscous chain,
Go round in despair, exposed and bare, acid is the rain
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In Lou of Flowers
By Peter Kern
In Lou of Flowers was a friend that stood erect
Volcanic in his spirit, flatulating with respect
The proctor and his doctor stroke the candles as they grieve
Horse apples from the range, noses wiped across the sleeve
In Lou of Flowers Cubans flocked to ride his griddle
Not a bartender alive who doesn’t steal at least a little
When slandered by a critic who fell ill from Lou’s chow mein
He spread his other cheek and simply changed the restaurant’s name
In Lou of Flowers, like a brother though a cad
My sisters all delivered the same day, same month, same dad
The rumors flew through Flowers, like a striped barber pole
Hazy crazy days of summer, naked knights with Nat “King” Cole
In Lou of Flowers, strode an angel in a suit
Transvestic golden showers fueled his quest of ill repute
His bucket now is kicked; his twig now lay at rest
His stain ingrained like acid rain immaculately dressed
Now I stand before you, Lou laid out in front of me
A horrid stench permeates this land of buy one get one free
In Lou of Flowers, Kentucky toasts its wayward son
A glass is good, a lass is good forever in the bum
In Lou of Flo----wers
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I Know What You’re Thinking about Me
By Peter Kern
Chorus:
You see me with a smile
And a scowl forms on your face
When the children hug me tight, I see you cringe
I'm hoping for the best, but prepared to face the worst
My love for you is unchanged but I know what you are thinking
I know what you’re thinking about me
Verse 1:
You glare at me dressing in the morning
You question where I go, though I can’t say
In the dead of night I feel your gaze upon me
When you finally fall asleep I hit my knees and pray.
Verse 2:
I told you from the start, my path was different
I urged you to be smart and break from me
But you brushed my words aside, and went against the tide
Made a home and started our own family
Verse 3:
My hustle was not meant to be your problem
The risk was mine that was always understood
I’m a creature of the street, what I have is all I need
I’ve never been to prison and I suppose that’s pretty good
Repeat Chorus:
Verse 4:
What I do I have to do to make a living
Outside the law is just the place I work
The skills that I possess can have awful side effects
It's a legacy I choose to not pass on
Verse 5:
"I told you so" you'll never hear me utter
Reflective introspection had its way
To live inside regret brings diminished self respect
Just because your eyes were open didn’t mean you were awake
Repeat Chorus:
Verse 6:
I share my cup of coffee with swirling memories
Like puzzle pieces scattered in a storm
Sincere sorrow I concede, but innocence I plead
Despite what you are thinking, my heart is sadly sinking
But my pride and I survive; you did what you had to do
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13. |
The Pressure of a Peer
04:11
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The Pressure of a Peer
By Peter Kern
Verse 1:
There’s a reason why you or I can go astray
Social settings from early ages create our fate
The common need in all of us is to congregate
Acceptance buys the power to which we instigate
Chorus:
The pressure of a peer
The pressure of a peer
Can lead to anything
Persuasive is the fear
The pressure of a peer can lead to anything
Verse 2:
Social scenes like movie screens inspire dreams
Good is bad, happy sad, self esteem is just a pipe dream
With whom you hang, who leads the gang
Means more than what you know
Repeat Chorus:
Verse 3:
New in town, feeling down, would kill for just one friend
Isolation reaps desperation tends one to co-depend
The stain of shame inflames the pain the soul is done
Wars waged alone un-chaperoned, are never won
Chorus:
The pressure of a peer
The pressure of a peer
Can lead to anything
Persuasive is the fear
The approval of a peer can lead to anything
Verse 4:
Looking back from where I sit in my life today
I often wonder if I’d been stronger back in my day
But what could have been is not a healthy place to go
Mistakes peer through though they have transformed into hope
Chorus:
The pressure of a peer
The pressure of a peer
The pressure of a peer
Can lead to anything
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Never Too Late (to become what you thought that you could have been)
By Peter Kern
@CPPK2013
Chorus:
It’s never too late to become what you thought you could have been
Look at the mirror and state the mission clear
Get up on yourself re-route the path to what should have been
Energize now and see where you are in a year
Verse:
Maybe mommy and dad made you feel kind of bad in formative times
Or somebody somewhere bullied you right into the ground
Siblings and teachers are all negative preachers perpetrating crimes
As low as the blows were you still have the strength to rebound
Guitar Solo
Verse:
Fatal attractions are chain reactions of low self esteem
Grim shadows of burden systematically erode the soul
Hate disguised in love may sound as sweet as a mandolin
Subliminal phantom assassins are on their patrol
Guitar Solo
Verse:
Treat every day in a significant way for a better tomorrow.
Slowly but surely positively beats standing still
Insist on yourself; persist on yourself charismatic traits will follow
The power of God can works wonders if you just have the will.
Repeat Chorus:
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15. |
Horse-Fly
03:02
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Horse-fly
By Peter Kern
VERSE 1
Horse-fly came to stay with us for a temporary time
Trouble seeking loud pariah, to our place she was assigned
With guarded toleration we prayed the time would go by quick
That was supposed to be the plan, but the plan became a trick
VERSE 2
Female horse flies feed on blood and live in rotting logs
Painful bites from knife like jaws can slice the flesh apart
Their agility to avoid the swat makes them think they’re hot to trot
When the itch becomes a ***** the insect must be stopped
VERSE 3
Horse-fly alone and bone dry perfumigated snuggy skirt
Disruptive and corruptive, the cackle feeds the flirt
Then the day arrived Horse-fly would fly away to our delight
But she didn’t make that flight so depraved she felt it was her right
To sink her teeth in the neck of an angel
That innocent benevolent angel
Was sacrificed but would soar to greater heights
And in the end stay loyal to your friends and keep an eye out for the Horse-fly
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16. |
Walking Papers
04:59
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Walking Papers
By Peter Kern
Verse:
I held my breath
Anticipation mixed with tension
As she arrived home from her job
Came through the door with not a glance in my direction
She walked into our bedroom and sobbed
Right away I scurried to the kitchen
This had become a routine
I poured some wine
Her very favorite kind
I tried my best to ease her way
I stroked her hair but she quickly jerked away
Her glass of wine, spilled on the bed
She cursed at me then reached for her nightstand
And handed me an envelope and fled
And it said
Chorus:
She gave me
She gave me my walking papers
Slip of pink pierced through my heart?
Signed and sealed
I’ve got my walking papers
Kissing her ass blew out our spark
Bridge:
Blinded by my loyalty
I'm the last of a dying breed.
I don't deserve the plight I'm in
Did she love me, did she ever care
My mind has turned into a questionnaire
Who was this woman I thought I knew
All I can think of is what could have been,
All I can think of is what should have been,
Her silly grin, her silky skin....her every whim
Verse:
The car is packed I have no destination
Just need to drive away the pain
Stuck between sorrow and humiliation
Will I be strong enough to stay away?
Of seven years, five with torrid passion
Two with residual heat
So what went wrong?
I’m tired of them askin'.
Love never comes with guarantees
It's clear to me…
Final Chorus:
She gave me
She gave me my walking papers
Slip of pink pierced through my soul?
Signed and sealed
I’ve got my walking papers
Our fire burned out long ago.
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17. |
Save Me from Myself
05:05
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Save Me from Myself
By Peter Kern
Intro
Save me
Save me from myself
Save me
Save me from myself
Win or lose I choose to lose these blues
Win or lose I choose to lose these blues
Stopped chasing the glory a long time ago
Stopped chasing the glory a long time ago
I could almost touch it if I stood on my tippy toes
I could almost touch it if I stood on my tippy toes
Interlude
Love tied its blindfold around my eyes, nose, and ears
Tapped out was my billfold strangled by a corpse of a career
Side jobs for the shylocks, kept my belly filled with beer
Conspiring yet endearing but never insincere
Save me
Save me from myself
Save me
Save me from myself
Win or lose I choose to lose these blues
Win or lose I choose to lose these blues
Interlude
I was groomed by the Excess Almighty to be his protégé
As a student of the Sultan one never dared to disobey
The code of the bulge divulged is, “Just Live for Today”
The code of the bulge divulged is, “Just Live for Today”
Save me
Save me from myself
Save me
Save me from myself
Win or lose I choose to lose these blues
Save me
Save me from myself
Save me
Save me from myself
Win or lose I choose to lose these blues
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18. |
Sara's Pride
05:25
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The Peter Kern Band Tampa, Florida
The Peter Kern Band is based in Tampa Bay, Florida. They play a fusion of blues/rock/country/alternative delivered in a
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