Therapy (Animated Cover)

by American Gun

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1. Therapy 04:26
2. No More Friends 04:13
3. Procrastination 03:37
4. Lie To Me 05:03
5. Lonely City 03:51
6. Love Song 01:31
7. Breaking Up 02:45
8. Moving On Down The Line 04:42
9. 1500 Jessicas 03:59
10. Love Me Til Sunday 03:12

credits

released May 10, 2011

American Gun is:
Todd Mathis (vocals, electric/acoustic guitars, piano, noise)
Kevin Kimbrell (bass, noise)
Andrew Hoose (drums, percussion)
Noel C. Rodgers (electric/acoustic guitars, noise)

With Special Guests:
Mitch Easter: guitar track 9 &
Richard Putnum: organ tracks 1, 4, 5, 9, piano track 1
Paul Bodamer: vocals track 1

All songs by Mathis © 2011 stepoutofthelinemusic BMI
Except “Movin’ On Down the Line” by Mathis/Kimbrell/Hoose/Kyle Petersen/American Gun &
“Lie To Me” by Mathis/Rodgers/American Gun
both © 2011 stepoutofthelinemusic, ultracoldsound, americangunsmakemusic BMI

Produced by Paul Bodamer and Todd Mathis for the Appalachian Mining Co.
Recorded/Engineered by Paul Bodamer and Mitch Easter at the Fidelitorium Kernersville, NC September 2010
Additional Recording/Engineering by Paul Bodamer at jangly records Columbia, SC December 2010
Mixed by Paul Bodamer at jangly records Columbia, SC January 2011
Mastered by Dave Harris at Studio B Charlotte, NC March 2011
Artwork by Joe Baden www.joebadon.blogspot.com
Layout by Kevin Kimbrell www.ultracoldsound.com

American Gun would like to thank:
Paul, Mitch, Kyle, Richard

Also, thank you to these people for supporting the band:
Kyle Petersen, Annie Boiter-Jolley, Eli Petersen, Cindi Boiter & Bob Jolley, Jeff Crews, Julian T. Raymond, Clayton Mathis, David Stringer, Tim Morgan, Jack Beasley, Ryan Foster, Mayer Danzig, Tom Osborne, Don, Cathy, & Teeter Sears, Libby Carnohan, Heather Green,
Mark & Angel Hjarding, Kevin Hall, Butch Bowers, Todd Caroll, Debbie Johnson, Letitia Kimbrell, Baljinder Sekhon, Marty Fort, Art Bar, Claire Ramberg, Tom Utsey, Erwin Lutzens, Mayer Danzig, Nicholas Annan, Andrew Lyons, Tammy Brooks, Daniel Machado, Sabrina Todd, Heather Brown, Jonathan Bouknight, The Sea Wolf Mutiny, Ralf Rischke, Brian Havens, Mike Carnohan

American Gun uses Caroline Guitar pedals www.carolineguitar.com

www.americangun.net
www.janglyrecords.com

© 2011 jangly records / Step Out of the Line Records

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American Gun Columbia, South Carolina

Over the past five years American Gun has racked up a years’ worth of shows throughout the Southeast, traveling to any dive that will have them and broadcasting their own unique spin on rock and roll while attempting to (and most often succeeding) connect with fans on a personal level. They also have a pretty darn good time themselves in the process of all the madness. ... more

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Track Name: Therapy
Therapy

VERSE
All the therapists in town they know me by name Cause all the girls that I see they’re a little bit crazy I mean I don’t get around not as much as I used to I’ve started settling down, not as much as I should

PRE-CHORUS/TEASE
Don’t judge a book
Take another look

VERSE
Bottle of wine and a baseball game Replaced a bottle of scotch and someone to blame Priorities get clearer, then lovers disappear I’m not saying I’m old I’m just saying I’ve changed

PRE-CHORUS/TEASE
Don’t judge a book
Take another look

CHORUS
Let’s go out and have a good time tonight Let’s go out say everything’s just right Pick a color any one is fine but blue We gonna paint the town darlin’, just me and you

BRIDGE
See the hipster boys in their skinny tight jeans
Cuff em’ up or cuff em’ down then head out, hit the scene
VERSE
All the therapists in town know me by name Frequent flyer girl friends intoxicating games I still like to have a good time, still like to get loud Hang out on the back porch, or go some place with a crowd

PRE-CHORUS/TEASE
Don’t judge a book Take another look

DOUBLE CHORUS
Track Name: No More Friends
No More Friends

VERSE
Take me home and drain (fuck) the alcohol out of me
I need to be sober
I can tell you that I won’t remember anything
So don’t talk too serious

PRE-CHORUS
I can promise not to love you
I won’t even bother to call

CHORUS
I don’t need anymore friends I need someone like you
We can make it just what we want
So we can make it through
I can be there for the good times, the bad times, or not at all
I don’t need anymore friends I need someone like you

VERSE
Let me go I don’t need a lot of these pills
Just a few will get me by
Talk in code all you want but I can tell you now
That I can read your mind

PRE-CHORUS
I can promise not to love you
I won’t even bother to call

CHORUS
I don’t need anymore friends I need someone like you
We can make it just what we want
So we can make it through
I can be there for the good times, the bad times, or not at all
I don’t need anymore friends I need someone like you

BRIDGE

FINAL CHORUS
I don’t need anymore friends I need someone like you
We can make it just what we want
So we can make it through
I’ll be your sunshine, you be my bleeding heart
I don’t need anymore friends I need someone like you
OUTRO
Track Name: Procrastination
Procrastination

I coulda been famous but I get too tired
Giving it up, ain’t as easy as it looks
Tell yourself you’ve got something else good
Put all out there, just misunderstood
Shootin blanks with a 6 shot limit
Bored as hell with comin’ up with a gimic
And there’s so much on tv, and video games
Who the hell needs another rock song

CHORUS
And there’s girls out there in their underwear
all over my flat top screen
And the baby’s been cryin
And the wife she’s callin
And the bills don’t seem to stop
No the bills they never stop

And I can’t get shit done when it needs to get done
So I fall back in a hole look like I’m on the run
But in the back of mind there’s a genius at work
But she’ll take a day off when I need her the most
Yeah, she’ll take a week gone and I piss someone off

CHORUS

You say one of these days then you turn around
And your ass is 33 (You’ve turned 33)
Nashville’s only 8 hours away
And you want to know what they think
If you write them a check, they’ll say your songs are good
Hell, you might even get one on tv
Promise you the world and in a few short minutes
They’re off to the next big thing

LAST CHORUS (do twice)
And there’s girls out there in their underwear
all over my flat top screen
And the baby’s been cryin
And the wife she’s callin
And the bills don’t seem to stop
No the bills they never stop

There’s girls out there without underwear
all over my flat top screen
And they’re making more money than I ever will
But, that’s all right with me
That’s all right with me
Track Name: 1500 Jessicas
1500 Jessicas

Fifteen hundred Jessicas and I don’t have the time
To bottle up my crazy and try to make one mine
The scenes of crowded bars where all the smokers pile outside
Huddled in the heat, the sweat, the stink of all their lies

You get into a knock down drag out shotgun kind of fight
And I’m left looking backwards without even a knife
I could have used a warning but babe that’s not your style
Light it up and walk away stay gone for quite a while

CHORUS
I’m not
The only
Fool in this town
I just
Happened to
Be hanging around

When you set your sights on kill and conquer attack and then divide
I didn’t know what hit me couldn’t find a place to hide
Stopped into the only bar I knew you’d never been
Spent the next 3 hours doing shots with all your friends

CHORUS

SOLO

I’m not
The only
Fool in this town
And yes I
Wish I
Would see you around

To try and get you home with me
Put you in the bed with me
Try to get your heart to see
Break it once and make it bleed
Try to get you home with me
Lock you in the room with me
Look you in the eyes to see
Just what you would do to me
Track Name: Love Me Til Sunday
Movin’ On Down the Line

Jesus built my hot rod
But it needs a new transmission
My soul won’t go
I’ve lost my flow
Giving out bad emissions

And the devil’s selling parts
For half the price as God
So I made a deal
Got behind the wheel
And now I can’t stop

I keep moving
Moving on down the line
Moving
Moving on down the line

I race to win
And ignore my sin
With no angels by my side
Heaven and hell I’ll fare thee well
I’ve still got roads to drive

Push it to the limit
I’ll push it until it breaks
Take past regrets
And place my bets
On a life of blind mistakes

I keep moving
Moving on down the line
Moving
Moving on down the line

Glory glory Hallelujah
Well the good lord forgive me for what I’ve done
Glory glory what’s it to ya
If I’ve still got, roads to run