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Be Right Back

by Dead Wren

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1.
Killin' Time 03:02
Oh Lord you've given me Everything that I could need Strong back Able hands Three eyes and a leg to stand Heaven dropped down my baby girl now I could take on the whole wide world Feel like the winnin' kind I think its killin' time Car broke down and the bikes gone flat Got no way to call you back, but heck I been from Hell to here Got nothin left to fear Everything but my pockets fat Soul is wide my hearts on track Feel like the winnin' kind I think it's killin' time Well life it seemed went by real fast drank myself to sleep and it passed always thought that I had tomorrow This ship was built to last But the angle of death was comin' in hot I woke up I got the drop I stole his eyes and I said goodbye Hit the road it's killin' time If you wanna get free you're gonna have to get your hands dirty If you wanna get free you're gonna have to get your hands dirty If you wanna get free you're gonna have to get your hands dirty Live and die Come back to life The cattle came home Oh now it's killin' time
2.
Believe 02:57
I was walkin down Vanango Feelin so Morose Like a disheartened artist the way only this town can know When off to the right through an open door Bathed in light 3 women a chorus Came 1 word that brought me to my knees Oh believe believe believe I was walkin down Virgil street Feelin kinda melancholy When a tambourine flew out a church door and knocked me off my feet Now I dont' care what they worship there I could pray to this Got the music runnin' through my blood And I didn't ask for nothin Oh believe, believe, believe Now I just wanna be a little more Like the child I knew before rich or poor Stop askin why me and just get born And it seems to me in the world today there's a million ways to show your praise But the only God worth a damn to me is love Oh believe, believe, believe
3.
Devil In Me 03:37
I know there's a devil in me I know there's a devil in me Same dark that gives me power Same dark that makes me weak I know there's an angel by my side I know there's an angel by my side Same song singin me to sleep same song opens up my eyes And i'll be slow dancin with those demons Till the day i die I knpw there's a warrin in my mind I know there's a warrin in my mind On the scales of what a man desires What he deserves And who decieds And I'll be slow dancin with those demons Till the day I die Makin my way one foot in the grave And if I cant escape that place I'll bring it all with me
4.
Fire up the incubator You will need extra labor If earth will ever be subdued Love double tap your neighbor He’s got a different maker Made in the old image of you All wrapped up in the wires And the code Where do you get your good news Your nuts and bolts and if you don’t like what you hear Hang up the phone Knee deep in sheep All bitchin' bout the heat Never mind it’s just the sound of peace Binary embolism Your algorithm aint got no rhythm You can’t write a substitute for me All wrapped up in the wires And the code Horrified by the show Give it all to me Put it all on screen Every pill that I could eat I’ll take what I want I'll flush the rest to sea Cuz all I really wanna to do is sleep And my dreams don’t taste right without A bit a blood in my mouth Give it all to me Put it all on screen Every pill that I could eat I’ll take what I want I'll flush the rest to sea Cuz all I really wanna to do is sleep And my dreams don’t taste right without A bit a blood in my mouth
5.
Dusty Lungs 04:49
Looks great honey I think you’ve done it again Elbows off the table Johnny Sarah why don’t you lead us in prayer And while you’re all wrapped up in grace I’ll think I'll disappear Cuz I just don’t know How we’re gonna make it through another year we’ll have to sell all the machinery To keep the bank at bay Means we’ll have to work double have to work double But winter means less day Now Lord Oh Lord I know we’re all in the same boat So why do I feel so God damn alone? Son better get some rest In the morn your daddy’s gonna need all the help he can get Be still daughter be still While I comb your hair You’re coming into town with me tomorrow And we always look our best when we go there You know the Johnson’s had to foreclose five months back Aint no shame in leaving now it’s just a place on a map But my baby’d never leave pride has got’em trapped And the dust is just too much for my little girls lungs Now Lord Oh Lord I know we’re all in the same boat So why do I feel so God damn alone? Doctor on my bed says its somethin' like dust pneumonia My mother don’t see But my body’s taken me as far as it can go And while they pray and weep I’ll disappear Now Lord Oh Lord They told me I was comin home So why oh why Do I feel so God Damn cold and alone
6.
High Low 03:40
How quickly we forget Tangled arms tangled lips and legs If you don't want me round you got a funny way of showing me out This love has washed away everything about me thought I knew I know you feel the same Don’t lie to me And say you don’t love me too How High can you get before your heart come jump jump jump jump Jump right Out your chest How low can you go Before love takes you so far down You know you cant turn around She said your all I see When I close my eyes Take my breath from me Your bed’s the only place I wanna be But Those blues Its no use Cut me loose there’s far too much to do Aint nobody got the time for love right now? We’re all turning around She said when it all ends you'll make one great chapter in my book Dont you write me short cuz your afraid of what you've been waiting for How High can you get before your heart come jump jump jump jump Jump right Out your chest How low can you go Before love takes you so far down You know you cant turn around
7.
Windows rolled low Winter in Skull Valley driving home Crisp cold, Black road, and slowly falling snow Sunshine on yellow lines It warms the tar and those flakes just float Holding on And gone In the blink of any eye Kinda reminds me of love in my life Every one that slides crossed my lips on this crazy trip Nothin seems to stick Watch me go Fly past all my ghosts Its been a good time since I lived The heart will hide, but it never quits Cuz I been a bad brother Been a bad lover Been a bad son Been a bad friend Its easy just to blame the drugs Now Im out of Im sorry Speak it 3 times and and you’ll be back in hell with me Now this body’s got a few more miles Than this truck has left on the frame to make things right Cant stop to heal get fixed Gotta rock it till the wheels fall off or you get bit In the blink of an eye County Road 10 killed me today on the way to the 89 And I know there aint no place but up to go And i feel as if I’s tethered all this time to heaven And Im comin home Watch me go Fly past all my ghosts It’s been a good time since I lived Oh the heart will hide but it never quits I said someday I’d make it back to your arms not all that wanders is lost Oh but now Im back i’m back Im back to sing that song To the light you left on Watch me go Fly past all my ghosts Its been a good time since we have kissed The heart will hide, but it never quits
8.
Only wrong you done Was love a man too much Never asked a cut You aint got no gut Love is money too I make no excuse Still I know you'll hunt Afraid to feel the gaps in you Grab your gun your man in lieu and run run run run Escape the empty bed with red I’ll be waiting here for you My Venus Girl barrel on the door red dress between your rosy knees I know your there to bury me Im no good I Never claimed to be And If my bones From within your mind had spoke for me they told you lies But nonetheless Get on with it Lay my evil soul to rest Hang me Higher I don’t mind it Hang me higer I kinda like it Hang Me Higher Be your villain when I ride in
9.
Already Dead 02:56
Im a bag of rattlin bones I grind my teeth all night long Im drinkin blood in my sleep Ashes in my bed Am I finally livin yet Or am I already dead I know I aint got no future I just want a little hallelujeur Over worked Underemployed Sip my cup to fill the void Gotta keep that masheen movin Keep that masheen movin Lab rat on a wheel Bizness don't care how I feel Gotta keep that masheen movin Keep that masheen movin I know I aint got no future I just want a little hallelujeur I'll keep workin until I shuffle off this mortal coil And when I'm gone I'll be sweatin with the worms in the soil Singin inside my grave still tryin to get saved I know I aint got no future I just want a little hallelujeur
10.
I made a few friends this year But its the one I lost that brought me here Drove past your house and stopped Got Your front door in my mirror It Reminds me of the fools we used to be All the burning bridges and the gasoline And me blowin' it to smithereens Heaven don’t mind me Im just outside your door I know you can’t let me in Im just trying to keep warm Only for for the night And I’ll let you go Id promise to make it right But time only knows I got a packed suitcase It acts like a dresser drawer Never moved in anywhere since you Coming back was a whole other war This place was everything And now it seems so small So Lord tell me why can’t I shake The feeling I've lost something so large Maybe one more drive around the block before I go Heaven don’t mind me Im just outside your door I know you can’t let me in Im just trying to keep warm Only for for the night And I’ll let you go Id promise to make it right But time only knows

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released November 9, 2018

Produced By:
Johnnie Burik & Andrew Haun

Recording:
Recorded by Johnnie Burik at The Hobby Shop West, Highland Park, CA

Additional Recording at:
Kingsize Soundlabs, Glassell Park, CA
Stagg St. Studios, Van Nuys, CA
Assistant Engineer at Stagg St. Studios: Bil Lane (not a typo, “Bil” with only “l”)

Prescott, AZ
Fab’s Lair, Burbank, CA


Mixing:
Mixed by Johnnie Burik

Mastering:
Mastered by Gentry Studer at Epicenter Mastering, Nashville, TN

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Dead Wren Portland, Oregon

Dead Wren is Americana, blues, country, rock, and roots music from the mind of Andrew Christian Haun. Born and raised in Arizona, Andrew Haun is a self-taught singer, songwriter, guitar, and harmonica player. His sonic menu offers anything from cheeky gospel hymns to murder ballads; all peppered with twangy country guitar licks over a raw desert blues base.

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