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Blood, Sweat & Beers

by Hatfield

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1.
My Lyrics Ain't No Shakespeare 03:56
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I ain’t got much talent but a lot of heart I hope that’s a start my guitar playing sucks I break a lot of strings among other things I keep my songs quite simple not the toughest chords just three or four my lyrics ain’t no Shakespeare guess they’ll have to do to get through to you I wanna hit the road and play a thousand shows before I hit the floor before I hit the floor drive from town to town and when the car breaks down I guess we'll busk around we'll just busk around I’d be happy to sing you a song I’d be honoured if you'd sing along sing along I wanna roam the lands, I wanna meet the bands I wanna shake some hands I wanna shake some hands I wanna write a line about a moment in time that’ll stick in your mind that’ll stick in your mind I’d be happy to sing you a song I’d be honoured if you'd sing along sing along I want the bars, I want the scars the sweaty clubs, strings full of blood I want the bus, I want the fuss I want the pain, I want the gain I want the crowd, I want it loud I want the sound and another round I wanna write a fine tattoo-able line I wanna write a line with a clever rhyme I wanna write a song about the rights and wrongs I wanna write a song for you to sing along I wanna write a song for you to sing along come on and sing along
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Radio Heartbreak 03:08
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this is Radio Heartbreak who’s on the line? come on tell us a story tell us why you’ve been crying did she rip your heart out? did he lie in your face? do you feel like dying? are you stuck in disgrace? ‘cause this is Radio Heartbreak here to mend your heart ache this is Radio Heartbreak we’re live on the air you need to get that load off you need someone who cares a strong conversation between you and me just a Dollar per minute the price to set you free ‘cause this is Radio Heartbreak here to mend your heart ache this is Radio Heartbreak our time’s almost up we bid you a good night and we wish you good luck take good care of your lover always treat them kind or you’ll find yourself crying on the Heartbreak line ‘cause this is Radio Heartbreak here to mend your heart ache
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The Astronaut 03:33
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I wish I was an astronaut out among the stars in a stationary orbit or on the way to Mars it wouldn’t be for science or to benefit mankind just to get away from all the pain that woman left behind I wish I was an astronaut steering through the void a couple hundred miles above things that bring me joy ‘cause joyful things on planet earth remind me of a time before I went and fucked things up, a time when she was mine but I doubt them boys at NASA are looking for my kind uncertified, unqualified, trying to kill some time until I find that one true love, until I find you dear I’ll wish I was an astronaut far away from here I wish I was an astronaut like Michael, Buzz and Neil drifting through the weightlessness few will ever feel it wouldn’t be for honour, country, crown or kin just to hide away from all the shame that woman left me in but I doubt them boys at NASA are looking for my kind just a heart-broke claustrophobe trying to kill some time until I find that one true love, until that girl finds me I’ll wish I was an astronaut defying gravity but a wish is just a wish, a dream is just a dream desires that stay unfulfilled are all they’ll ever be I have to find that one true love, I have to find her now ‘cause wishing I was someone else just ain’t working out
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Conversations 03:00
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hey there, Mr. Dylan, can I buy you a drink? let’s talk about this world and its people on the brink let’s talk about the rambler who ended up a star who burned down folk song standards with electrified guitars hey there, Mr. Springsteen, can I buy you a brew? let’s talk about New Jersey and Americana, too about blue collar honesty so eloquently wrapped in poetry about the struggles of the working class and when our conversation ends and you walk out that door I hope I’ll be a little wiser than before and if I quote you wrong in my next song don’t be stumped because I have to admit there’s a lot I forget when I’m drunk hey there, Sir McCartney, can I buy you a beer tell me what it’s like to be in everybody’s ear let’s talk Hamburg and Blackbird and song-writing greats let’s talk about the most successful four-man-band to date hey there, Mr. Turner, the next round is on me let’s talk history and pirate ships and the open endless sea let’s talk about the forks that you encounter on the road one way leading to your origins, the other leading home and when our conversation ends and you walk out that door I hope I’ll be a little wiser than before and if I quote you wrong in my next song don’t be stumped because I have to admit there’s a lot I forget when I’m drunk
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Bars & Booze 04:49
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sitting around with nothing to do drinking beer and a shot or two drowning my sorrow, killing my pain nothing to lose and nothing to gain things you did, the words I said floating around inside my head counter-attacking all the thoughts of you by making friends with bars & booze making friends with bars & booze unable to walk or to tie my shoes don’t need anybody to help me through 'cause one of these days I’ll get over you empty glasses fill my view discussing life with my bar stool radio’s playing all our songs the ones we danced to before things went wrong who’s to blame here, me or the booze? maybe both of us, it’s hard to choose but knowing the name of every barmaid has helped me cure a lot of heart aches making friends with bars & booze unable to walk or to tie my shoes don’t need anybody to help me through 'cause one of these days I’ll get over you the alcohol just kills me at the same time it heals me making me feel guilty you might as well stop crying you might as well stop trying just leave me here I’m dying making friends with bars & booze unable to walk or to tie my shoes don’t need anybody to help me through 'cause one of these days I’ll get over you
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The Drinking Dead 02:59
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in a bar somewhere in Nowhereville the drinking dead debate on what went wrong with all mankind and the trouble it must face Einstein shares his thoughts on the wars that lie ahead if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead JFK and Lincoln at a table dealing stud talk about the grassy knoll and spilling brother’s blood it don’t matter if your politics are blue or if they’re red if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead Dr. Martin Luther King and Ghandi both agree equality of man just ain’t as far as it should be color blindness is the only place for us to head if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead Teresa of Calcutta with a wine glass in her hand quotes the holy book on the tyranny of man the road to absolution has some obstacles ahead if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead strumming his guitar Woody Guthrie sings aloud ‘bout fascist pigs and Nazi snakes and the evil-doing crowd don’t buy the lies they’re selling, don’t let them in your head if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead Orwell raises up his glass, a toast is long past due the future he predicted has eventually come true the knowledge in those books is power ready to be read if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead lest we forget the words spoken in another time by men and women brave enough to say what’s on their mind the right to share your thoughts is a freedom that some dread if you wanna change the living, you have to listen to the dead
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Old Green Tractor 04:10
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going to the football game on Sunday afternoon meeting up with old time friends to watch the home team lose Grandpa’s at the side lines, he’s cussin’ up a storm the referee has had enough and sends the old man home sitting in the village pub with all his old time buds a coke for me and a beer for him and a dozen cigarette stubs he’s had a few, it’s getting late, it’s time to drive me home he says “the cops got nothing on me, one more round before we go” hitchin’ a ride on that old green tractor, hitchin’ a ride home school is out, we’re all grown up, but times are getting tough he’s gotten sick and he’s gotten weak, the last few years were rough a coke for him and a beer for me, it hurts to see his pain he hates the smell of that hospital, but it’s time to go again in the end he found his peace, though the funeral was sad the number of attending folks showed how many friends he had I’d like to think he fired up that tractor one last time and drove it home on a forest path out between the pines hitchin’ a ride on that old green tractor, hitchin’ a ride home
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Song For Kurt 03:17
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if you were still around would it freak you out to see your face on every other t-shirt in this town would you even care that many of these brats don’t know a thing about the man whose shirts they wear would it make you proud to know the songs you’ve written have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd would it make your day to know how many people you have managed to inspire along the way and would you be surprised to hear the stories and the rumors that revolve around the day of your demise would yor realise that a gunshot wound inflicted to the head can alter more than just one life would it make you proud to know the songs you’ve written have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd would it make your day to know how many people you have managed to inspire along the way 15 books on Amazon, I really doubt that turns you on a dozen films called it a wrap, tell me what you think of that another clothing line for sale, does that make you wanna bail a legacy that’s grown sky high, they’ll milk this sucker till it’s dry would it make you proud to know the songs you’ve written have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd would it make your day to know how many people you have managed to inspire on the way does it make you proud to know the songs you’ve written have turned in to guarantees to please a crowd would it make your day to know how many people you continue to inspire along the way
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Empty Bottles 03:20
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four empty bottles of beer on a Wednesday night I'm waging war with my fear I think I'm losing the fight the memory creeps up from behind like a horror film villain I'm trying to get you out of my mind but the villain won't let me kill him please don't tell me I'll get over it don't tell me everything's OK don't tell me time heals all wounds 'cause these wounds, they're here to stay four empty bottles of beer and it ain't even nine my head is aching and I feel ashamed but I think I'll open up the wine

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released September 8, 2016

Words / Music: Mark Hatfield
Songs 1, 3, 4, 6, 8: Recorded by Christian Heinz @ mute audio (labs) in Höchberg, Germany
Songs 2, 5, 7, 9: Recorded by Mark Hatfield @ Home (literally)

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Mark Hatfield from Würzburg, Germany. Folk-punking stages around the world with his trusty live-sidekick Konstantin Vey. Well, maybe not around the world. Just Germany. Come to think of it... Bavaria. OK, northern Bavaria...

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