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My Blues Suck

by Mister Graves

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Backsliding Blues 04:36
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Backsliding Blues I was doing so well, Sober and strong and shit, But all it took was one drink All it took was five drinks. Now I’m backsliding Back into bad habits Back into a world headaches Back into a world of hangovers. I’ve been here before, Probably a few dozen times, Maybe I’ll try to slow down Maybe I’ll just drown. I know it’s wrong for me, And it feels worse every time I got the backsliding blues, It ain’t a victimless crime. Do I check myself in, At some recovery center? And lose my damn job Just to save my damn liver. I’m all the way down, now. I can see the bottom. But nobody, nobody Is laughing down at me. I know it’s killing me, And it gets worse every year. I got the backsliding blues, And I can FEEL the fear. Yeah, I lost another gig I got friends in the same place We enable each other’s deaths While we try to laugh in its face. I got the backsliding blues I don’t know how to make it through I’m not gonna make it, dude I’m not gonna make it through.
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Celestial Blues 03:24
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Celestial Blues I look in the sky I look in the sky I see the stars So far away I got the celestial blues But I’ll get there, someday. I look at the Earth I look at the Earth The celestial Kingdom So far away I got the celestial blues I can’t pray it away. I look in the grave. I look in the grave. I see my body So far away I got the celestial blues Something even death can’t change. I look at the stars Whirling around Forever expanding No other life to be found I’m the observer of all To existence I’m bound.
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Church Blues 03:22
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Church Blues I go to church, Every Sunday But God, God never speaks to me. I go to church, I pray at church Every Sunday But God, God is silent to me. Where is God? Do I not know how to listen? Is he speaking? Am I not hearing? God, I’m bout to lose my faith I’m bout to LOSE my faith. Now I go to church, I just sit there, I sing the songs, but I got no soul. Now I go to church, I go to church With a gas can and a match And I burn the fucking thing down And I can hear God laugh.
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Crunchtime Blues 03:14
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Crunchtime Blues Work, work, work, work Work, work, work, work All I do is work All I do is work Get me outta here, The fuck right outta here. Boss needs that report, Boss needs it like now, Boss needs that report Like an ox needs a plow. Get me outta here, I need a fucking drink. Work, work, work, work Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk All we do is work Work for a jerk Let me be clear, Let me the fuck outta here. It’s crunchtime, Crunch the numbers time. Bustin’ my balls time All for a buck, All of this sucks, Get me outta here. Work harder, not smarter Work longer, not stronger Crunch my time into a dollar sign, Get me the fuck outta here.
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Echo Chamber Blues 03:12
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Echo Chamber Blues All my friends, all think the same. Birds of feather, all stuck together. We got the echo chamber blues Cuz’ we know we’re better. All my friends, got the same memes. Steaming like a hot, black kettle. We got the echo chamber blues, And we aint gettin no better. 16 in the clip and one in the chamber Bout ready to make peace with my neighbor They say you’re Cain, I’m willing and able. Don’t know your mind, but I know you’re a danger. I’ve heard it in my chamber. All my friends, they know what’s real. False flags flying from our trucks. We got the echo chamber blues, So we’re all pretty fucked. Empty clip and one in the chamber Not my brother’s keeper, but his eraser. Dick hard cuz I’m righteous and a necro. No more sound, just the echo. Just the echo Just the echo Just the echo
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Everything's Gonna Be Ok Blues 03:20
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Everything’s Gonna Be Ok Blues What am I gonna do? All my shit is going smooth (so smooth). Everything’s gonna be ok, So how the hell will I sing the blues? I got a steady paycheck. I got no real beef in my life. Everything’s gonna be ok, And it’s scaring me, alright? No conflicts, no suffering, all my needs are met. Now all I got is time and space to sit and think of death. What am I gonna do? I moved to a place where there’s no crime. Everything’s gonna be ok, And I’m gonna sabotage the sublime. My belly’s full, no overdrafts No sicknesses, good luck Everything’s gonna be ok, And I know I’m gonna fuck it up. No conflicts, no struggling, all my needs are met. Now all I got is time and space to sit and get depressed.
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Fill-in Blues 04:08
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Fill-in Blues Your man’s out of town a lot And I’m always around I got the fill-in blues And it’s bringing me down. You got a businessman He does business things I got the fill-in blues And no wedding rings. Your man travels a lot Leaves you with some cash. I got the fill-in blues. And you just wanna smash. You got a sex drive But that’s about all I know I got the fill-in blues And it’s starting to show. Now tell me for real What makes you feel You wanna sit on my dick You gotta pay for my meal. I admit that we have some fun But filling in ain’t fulfilling I really got some blues And my body’s no longer willing.
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My Blues Suck 03:08
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My Blues Suck I got some feelings But my music is subpar My blues suck, I can’t even play the guitar. I got depression, And panic attacks, I got insomnia, High-functioning, Drug-seeking, My blues suck Broadly speaking (of course). My feelings are real (so real) But I can’t get them out right My blues really suck Like burning anthracite. I got depression, And panic attacks, I got insomnia, High-functioning, Drug-seeking, My blues suck In a manner of speaking. Goddamn my blues fucking suck.
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No Cure Blues 03:16
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No Cure Blues Went to the doctor, for some persistent pain And they came back, and they told me That I got cancer, and there’s no treatment And the doctor, tries to console me. Went to my friends, thought not to tell them Don’t want their pity, don’t want their tears But death’s on my shoulder, and I can’t hide it Their voices muffled now, I feel all my years I am dying, There is no cure for it What’s the best way to end it? The best way to go out? I feel outside myself. I sat alone, in the silence I wrote a will, I wrote a bucket list My time is short, don’t know the meaning Of anything, or of writing this. I watch the clouds roll, I see the mountains, I hear the birds sing, I feel the wind I smell the wildflowers, I love to be here It’s all a cycle, all seasons end. Why do I feel it all so much now? Will they speak of me, when I’m not around? I am dying, There is no cure for it What’s the best way to end it? The best way to go out? I have no answers.
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Spring Blues 03:30
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Trembling Nostalgia Blues 04:22
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Trembling Nostalgia Blues Junior prom. First handjob. House parties on a lake. When the parents were away. I got the trembling nostalgia blues For things I’ll never DO again. LSD. On the beach. Skipping class to get some ass. I got the trembling nostalgia blues For things I cannot DO again. Thin and tight. Up all night. Jet black hair. Skin smooth and fair. I got the trembling nostalgia blues So young and so without a clue. No mind to quit. Down for crazy shit. Never saying “no”. No tomorrow. I got the trembling nostalgia blues Now we’re just boring old fools.
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Trump It Blues 02:48
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Trump It Blues I opposed the government Protested for about a month All I got was this pink pussy hat And a couple Nazis to punch. I called my representatives I tweeted my rage I re-posted Trump’s little hands All the internet’s a stage. Now I’m tired of demonstrating And I got a job to work And I value my weekends And nightly circle jerk. I know shit is really bad But my reps don’t give a fuck All these vague promises To dump this burning garbage truck. Donated a few bucks to a cause And about 10x more to the bar It’s the safety of hopelessness Being white is my lodestar. The whole system is fucked And my voice is a hashtag I got some presidential blues From all these dogs getting wagged.
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Virtual Accordion Blues 02:36
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Virtual Accordion Blues (turnaround intro) I used to have one, It used to be real My little fuckin squeezebox I loved how it feel. But then I lost my job, But then I lost some care, Nobody gave a fuck, When it became software. I got 260 fans, And most of them ain’t real The virtual accordion blues Mute that on Spotify and hit ‘loop’. You used to take a second, Cuz you used to have a second, But back then my phone was flip But back then Myspace was the shit. I used to have one, It used to sound real My janky ass squeezebox Now by Ilya Efimov. I got 10,000 fans, I bought most of them on Fiverr, For less than the price, Of the Geneva by Excalibur.

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A blues concept album of sorts, where song titles and musical themes are stupid plays on words.

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released February 3, 2019

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Mister Graves Portland, Oregon

Mister Graves' is a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, stuffed into tupperware, shoved in the back of the freezer and forgotten about until the power goes off you start to wonder what the fuck smells so bad.

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