BAR BLUES

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
David Parkin Acoustic Guitar

I been on the docks
Thinking of you
Out there on the waves
Remembering our better days
A phone call in the night
And i got a whisper to hold you tight

Widow of the bar
Hit by the light
Drinking in the darkness with the pleasure of the bite
A phone call in the night
And iv’e got to whisper to hold you tight

Walk into the river
Drowning me my fill
You were one part gin
And all the rest was perfect sin
A phone call in the night
And i got to whisper to hold you tight

Flesh to the bottle
Finger to the bone
Shadow from the wall
Nailed to the floor
A phone call in the night
And iv’e got to whisper to hold you tight

She cried i’m so alone
And i got the bar blues,,,,,,,

CONEY ISLAND

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
David Parkin Electric Guitar

She got loaded, and i got nothing
She’s pure Coney Island
With her head held High
She say i don’t care much for your Rock and Roll
Got a girl in the New York barbie dolls
Queen of the back seat majority
She’s a messed up pill popping bride to be

When she come by, i found a reason
But once in awhile, oh sweet nuthin
She say i don’t care much for the girls you touch
And i do like to paint with a female brush
My long lost girl from the promised land
She say your always gunna be my man

Jackie Jane, shes a crazy feeling
She loves the sun, so cool it down
When you go to the bar and by some drinks
And meet new freinds who’ll soon need shrinks
Kicks down the doors of society
She says i’m sure glad you like to play with me

Iv’e got a gift for you
It’s called Coney Island
Iv’e got a gift for you
It’s called Coney Island blues

STONE BY STONE

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitars
David Parkin Electric Guitar

Rocking the boat for the money
Working the bar for the gold
You know it seemed so funny
I was struggling on,
You know it seemed so funny
That you had me high, so wrong
She was the one i was falling on

Cool’s the breeze by the ocean
Trees bend to the weight of the wind
They bent low for her trouble
And the sky shone blue
She said i like the way you drink
I said i’d like to drink to you
She was falling i never knew

Was crusing the bars of Vegas
I was rolling the dice on the night
Could v’e been my honey
Should have been my lass
You know you aint that lucky
When you v’e fallen through your glass
I was the one who was falling fast
I was the one who was falling fast
And i was the one who was building a home
Stone by Stone

VENICE IS SINKING

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitars

Bonnie and Clyde stole my girl once again
They said dont roll the dice till youv’e set how there loaded
I laughted at your wants cause i wanted them more
So i bet all my money to buy us this bar
Venice is sinking and i dont want to swim
Venice is sinking and i dont want to swim

I was falling in a dream
I was dreaming of a fall
Dont fear the dreaming or dont dream at all
You cant find a shadow thats hid by the night
I’m just a blind man thats hit by the light,,

Venice is sinking and i dont want to swim,,

MEXICAN LOVE SONG

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
David Parkin Electric Guitar

One, Two, Three, Four
Ive been drinking in Mexico
Ive been doing good in Tijuana
And gee its good to see you again , how you doing ? Where you been ?
I fell down in Italy
I got sacked in Rome
And i got shot, just to please ya
I bleed all the way to Pisa
She got talking south of France
Spainish in the Cote D Zur
And Tijuana i should have knew
Typical of you

She said to many words,
or just enough,
For a recepie that goes like this
And i love it real slow,
when you lay it down low,
And kiss my heart, like’s bliss
The menu ‘s made of butterflys wings
And Vinnie Van Gogh’s lips
Higher honey, how you been
Good to see you back again

Vegas on the deset floor
Elvis layed the bed
And hotel Luxor overnight
She stopped in and had a bite
Dawn found me in El Dorado
Running once again
And i had Vegas on my mind
A shotgun wedding close behind
She was waiting in the west
Knew my bars real well
And Tijuana i should have knew
Typical of you

She said to many words,
or just enough for a reciepe that goes like this
And i love it real slow when she lay it down low
And kss my heart, like’s bliss
The menu’s made of butterflys wings
And Vinnie Van Goghs lips
Higher honey, how you been
Good to see you back again

GREEN SUNDAYS

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals,Acoustic Guitar
David Parkin Acoustic Guitar

Spare me a nickle
Spare me a dime
Lend me a dollar
Or buy me the time
I never thought i’d need to call
But i’m running from the law
And i got no information
And by the time i see your door
I’ll be the outlaw of the nation

I got the memories for dollars
A TV and gun
I got the price and the cost
Of all that is lost
I got your number on me
She said i’ll meet you by the train
But i aint got a bed tonight
Cause i lost my loving last time
And if you think you can find some more
My bed aint burnt down since thursday

So i got me a hide out
Laying it low
I got my girl and my beer and my guitar near
I got a ticket for friday
Reverse charges to Amsterdam
And i found me a brand new friend
Whos bed burnt down last tuesday
And she says i can stay awhile
And i’ll be smoking pot on sunday

KATIE O CONNOR

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitars
David Parkin Acoustic Guitar

Theres a red light sunset
Thats fallen on London
And the queens on the Edgeware
Smoking a ghost
Well the west ends rusted from drinking the river
Been loving a woman in hard times

They say that Katie O Conners been whispering Irish
And i been whispering too,,Katie O Conner

Well the angels have flown
On the wings of desire
And the birds clipped there wings
Cause theres nowhere to fall
The pilots been dreaming
Of blue skys and white clouds
Been loving a woman thats flying

They say that Katie O Conners been whispering Irish
And i been whispering too,,Katie O Conner

Well the taxi ride meters been spinning in circles
She emptyed my wallet and bought me a smile
And i jumped in her arms when she promised a car crash
Loving a woman whos hearts made of gold
Well im drinking in a bar where the lights are down low
And this is the kind of place where i can be alone
Theres a girl with a pool que and a smile in her eyes
Looking for trouble, looking for love

Her names Katie O Conner, she been whispering Irish
And i been whispering too, Katie O Conner,,

FLYING PETER PAN

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitars

Lily,Lily took a trip
Lily,Lily took a trip
Lily took a trip
In the never never land
On the stone bridge
The water,reflected on the dawn
As she settled down at Ricky,s
And drank a coffee juice and coke
With a pink haired negro
In a green velvet coat
That cats got gold
Lots and lots of gold
And old Van Gogh
He’s got his ear to the street
Its been singing a song
A song called flying peter pan

And there were three wise chinamen
In a bar last night
Each had a story, each had a stone
One stone magic, one stone rock
Rock been written down
Eygpt been spinning around
And old man Moses
Hes been singing in tounges
I been humming alomg
A song called flying peter pan

FRENCH LOVE SONG

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals ,Acoustic Guitar
David Parkin Electric Guitar

When i saw her on the train
Traverling from Clermont Ferrand to Nimes
Crocadile high heels
A bottle of red
She had the kind of eyes that fed on the men she bed
And she said
I think i saw you in a bar
Under the souhern cross and playing a guitar
Gotta little high
And drank a little much
And you screamed the kind of scream
That i been dreaming of
And i know
Every cities a lonely home
I been in the catacombs
Been stripped down to the bone
And i been drinking around the town
My loves the kind of love
Thats been shaking the underground
And she said
My loves French
And i’m going down
Down to St Tropez
Where she can lay around
With her crocadile high heels
And bottle of red
Feeding on the boys
But she wont be fed
Until she comes and holds me sweetly
In her arms

I WANT YOU

written by Sean Gottschalk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
David Parkin Acoustic Guitar

Wham, baam, thank you maam
We’re off to fight for New Amsterdam
Wham baam thank you maan
I want you

Grandpa said, lucks come to town
And perk up that smile cause hells coming down
Well i’ve been to Africa, Europe and more
For our way of life boy i killed them all
Said dont worry son, you’ll soon get to go
Your dad got to fight in Vietnam long ago
But dont get a shoe shine cause nothings for free
Dad blew his balls off into a tree

Singing wham baam thank you maam
We’re off to fight for New Amsterdam
Wham baam thank you maam
I want you

Bubble bubble boil and trouble
Half of the world is under the ruble
The falling of Saigon got nothing on this
I remember that girl when i was young that i kissed
She said that i dont like the planes that fall from the sky
And i dont like war cause it makes children cry
So you scratch me, and i’ll scratch you
And we’ll go bleed together

Wham baam thank you maam
We’re off to fight for New Amsterdam
Wham baam thank you maam
I want you

This aint the one, two, three
For sure its hell at the door
They burnt down the towers
The’re rolling the dice
Ther’re breaking the hearts
Been made out of ice
They say theres a man
In the old Middle East
We’re fighting against some knew kind of beast
The terrorist polititans, you know how it is

Wham baam thank you maan
We’re off to fight for New Amsterdam
Wham Baam thank you maam
I want you, again

LAST CALL

written by Sean Gottscahlk

Sean Gottschalk Vocals
David Parkin Acoustic Guitar

Last call of the evening
Last call for drinks
Lets fly to Tahiti
Last call of the evening

I Know a girl and her names JJ
The kind of girl that’ll roll in the Hay
Hey its saturday, and shes holding the bar
Shes the kind of girl that’ll go real far like
On the moon where shes been walking
And in the bars where she been talking
She was red know she drops a blue
She’ll change her colours for you

Last call of the evening
Last call for drinks
Lets fly to Tahiti
Last call of the evening

I got the dawn and a bottle of tequila
My girll JJ and i need to feel a
Rush from the bar, a click of the que’s
She plays pool you’ll sure to loose
She said are you the kind of drive thats safe to ride
A flash of her legs a smile in her eyes
I got the keys to her car so i’m doing alright
Working on the girl so she’ll hold me tight

Last call of the evening
Last call for drinks
Lets fly to Tahiti
Last call of the evening

My sweety pie that i call JJ
Shes a girl that’ll blow you away
I got the knives, she got the guns
I think trouble she thinks fun
She said lets roll the day away
And then tonight we can go out and play
Hitting the clubs and hitting the bars
Saturday night with the blues guitars

Last call of the evening
Last call for drinks
Lets fly to Tahiti
Last call of the evening,,