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Singe

by Lo Wolf

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1.
Alabama 03:19
Alabama streets say I cannot hold your hand Want me to want you to, but they could shoot us where we stand While the sky and water is blue To die would be an honor Except for losing you To die would be an honor At the cost of losing you An honest thief only steals your lines Playing second fiddle Only scrunches up your spine Well, I was not good at hide and seek I tried to hide my love Secrets made me weak You can try and hide your love Secrets make you weak Alabama sheets, cotton starched and burning white My to-do list was getting done last night Hell, your smell is still on my hands You tell me, if they hear us coming, they could shoot us where we stand If they hear us coming, they could shoot us where we stand I’d gladly suffer that again again again I’d gladly suffer that again again again To die in Alabama with your smell still on my hands What better way is there to die than Alabama holding hands
2.
Give me Nair and Nicotine I’ll be every dandy man’s wet dream 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 The minutes pass until I’m smooth again Antiseptic where my animal once lived If you're not getting any It’s cause I got no more to give If you're not getting any It’s cause I got no more to give Give me Nair and Nicotine I’ll stay hot forever I’m addicted to the scene Gave me his worse guitar He wanted me to cream Why do they call good sex the kind that makes you scream I got a perfect score on the verbal S.A.T. I can lie better than you could ever lie to me I can lie better babe than you could ever lie to me Give me Nair and Nicotine One keeps me horny and the other’s the machine I get some fresh air, wait for the medicine to work I can’t tell the difference between a nice guy and a jerk Either way they’re guessing what you like If the bark don’t take, you can bet they’ll try to bite If the bark don’t take, you can bet they’ll try to bite Give me nicotine and nair Does it count as going hungry if your lunch is made of air I’m not too short too tall too skinny I’m not too fit I don’t leave indentations on the cushions where I sit Sunken hollows where my cheekbones used to be I’m only starving cause you’re feeding off of me I’m only starving cause you’re feeding off of me I got a perfect score on those racist S.A.T.’s I can lie better than you could ever lie to me
3.
R Is there room at your table Is there warmth in your cold hands Is there beer in your cold fridge Are you ready to make a stand Is there room at your table for me Do you ever call your mama Did you ever meet her husband Do you ever call your father Did you ever make a good friend Is there room at your table for me Love comes when you least expect it Turns around if you don’t respect it Love comes to the strong and willing Love makes us god fearing Is there room at your table Did you ever get your teeth fixed Are you ready with a clean car Are you ready for the magic trick Is there room at your table for me Did you ever quit your running Did you leave behind your heartache Do you still smoke a pack a day Are you ready for your new kid Is there room at your table for me Love comes when you least expect it Turns around if you second guess it Love comes to the strong and able Love makes us Cain and Abel Is there room at your table Is there room at your table for me
4.
Singe 03:32
Car engine humming by I hear the train whistle for the very first time Think of that morning in the back of your truck Ate cider donuts and I counted my luck Riding fast over the cracking black top Stole salt and pepper from a roadside gas stop Drinking bad whiskey, burning sunshine My legs on your shoulders makes everything fine Watch your p’s they said watch your q’s Love like that could make you come unglued Sharper the scissors, the finer the fringe Maybe you’re better off as friends Back to the girls the books the lonely bed I forget about the night that the sky turned red Smoking in my underwear, passing out in stalls How easy to forget how you can almost have it all Riding the bus over the rain wet bridge Said he’d take me out to drink if I was old enough for it Fought in his basement to a glowing tv His mama said she never seen one like me Watch your p’s he said watch your q’s Love like mine is easy to lose He said she said is that abuse I guess we’ll know by the size of your bruise I am the age now that you were then You dropped me at the airport said you’d see me again I don’t forgive you for the way you turned mean I guess you’re an orphan whether clean or unclean Rain falling on sultry streets Our lies getting tangled in the soaking sheets No one knows what the other sees Do you remember the best or the worst of me We kissed in the water where the ice & fire meet You said you’d been wanting me wet all week Tasted like coffee, sweat, and nicotine Bioluminescence played at our feet I watch my p’s, I keep on my q’s Love like mine is salt in the wound Hotter the stove the deeper the singe Living well is the best revenge They tell you, living well’s the best revenge I watch my p’s, I keep on my q’s Love like that could make you come unglued Sharper the scissors, the finer the fringe And living well is still revenge They tell you, living well’s the best revenge We were never never never never never never gonna be friends We were never never never never never never gonna be friends
5.
Sex 03:05
Woods and ferries, outdoors in tents Every way that stings or bends Tipis, mattresses, hardwood floors Pillows and beds, up against glass doors Lightning storm and winter’s cold I’ll want your love even when I’m old Get on my belly and in my hair Put me on knees and hips Love’s not fair Yours and mine, we’re stoned, we’re wined And when the lights go out the body does what’s right Slower than the summer rain I’ll want your love til wanting it brings me pain Blood on the wall, we’re quiet like mice Loving the flesh is my only vice Cowgirl gets slapped across the mouth My favorite thing is when you head down south Springtime’s coming when the sap runs clear I want your love, just not at cost my dear Roses are red, violets are blue You can fuck right off and your little dog too My mama’s married ever since she signed She may be married but she’s not blind Won’t you tell me daddy when it’s time I can be your love but I’m no St. Valentine I’m the only boss of me It gets lonely up there on the tallest peak I’ll die with wine in my cup, cum on my lips I’ll be screaming your name while the earth softly splits in two I’ll do it in spite of you I’ll do it in spite of you
6.
Sailor 04:42
You got the car, I got the place Get the money, I’ll be your bank I don’t care to be the one You remember names, I’ll remember faces Write a number one hit to pay for her braces I don’t care if you’re the one Lemme make up your mind for you Let me make up your mind I ain’t known for all that much I’m dead if I’m defined Not your first, I’m not your last Girls call you iconoclastic I never claimed to be a real class act Not your last, I’m not your first Denying you only makes it worse Been swimming in fresh water dying of thirst Let me break this down for you It’s my mistake to make Might be a late late bloomer But I’m coming for that stage I like your words, I love your mouth Say I’m such a damn yankee must be from the south I don’t care where I’m from I like your words, I love your taste I hear them whisper to each other it’s a damn darn waste Tell me I’m too pretty to vacuum a rug Let me spell it out for them, it’s not like I failed I played it straight for quite some time Captain that ship sailed Cover it up quick, strip it down real slow Did I fool you once or were you in on the peep show I do not want to hold a pick Slim choosing’s coat check box full of battles Grave diggers gonna rob those cradles Nothing is so hard as missing a month Let me settle the bet for you I bet I’ll make you sway She might be a smooth smooth talker But she’s quiet at the end of the day Let me spell it out for them, it’s not like I failed I played it straight for quite some time Captain that ship sailed
7.
Welcome to Rape City, USA Where it can happen any time of day If there’s a camera I’m below Make sure they see me come and go Yeah, it gets me down Rape City, USA, that’s your town It’s me and the truckers My mom says mother fuckers I don’t think she means what I think she means A day just for women I’m not celebrating You can keep it, I don’t want it. I want things to change. Welcome to Rape City, USA Watch your drink, bring your pepper spray For every good guy, one is bad That one could even be your dad Yeah, I’ve done the math Rape City, USA, it’s what we have It’s me and the drinkers They tell me I’m an over thinker I could turn hate to love if I’d only rise above It’s me and the smokers They tell me to take a joke I’m not laughing I’m not backing down It’s the land of the free, but not for me Welcome to Rape City, USA Doesn’t matter if you’re straight or gay You could even be a man They’re taking from our open hands Yeah, you’re not alone Rape City, USA, that’s our home And Yeah, I can do the math Rape City, USA, it’s not that bad
8.
Pay Me 04:26
Walked into the store it was early spring I asked what he wanted, he said “everything” On his hand was a wedding ring Ooh, oh he didn’t know what tomorrow brings Show me the money, I’ll show you the time Show me the money, I’ll show you mine Heaven ain’t a place you can buy So show me I can take your pain away I could make you rue the day I’ll do it if you do it too Ooh oh It’s a boot strap buckle, any size will do My love is funny, it’s not free My love is funny, it’s not free Heaven ain’t a place on earth for me So Pay me Pay me the money and I’ll shut right up A-ooh Pay me the money or I’ll bust your guts Pay me the money and I’ll shut right up A-ooh Pay me the money or I’ll bust your guts Picked me up on our very first date Ooh-oh it wasn’t good, I did great Next time, I’ll show up late Ooh-oh next time, I’ll raise my rates Show me the money, I’ll show you the time Show me the money, I’ll show you mine Heaven ain’t a place you can buy A man can’t die before his time If you wanna survive, you better try and Pay me Show me the money, I’ll show you the time Show me the money, I’ll show you mine Heaven ain’t a place you can buy A man can’t die before his time If you wanna survive, you better try and Pay me Show me the money, I’ll show you the time Show me the money, I’ll show you mine Heaven ain’t a place you can buy A man can’t die before his time If you wanna survive, you better try and Pay me Pay me the money and I’ll shut right up A-ooh Pay me the money or I’ll bust your guts Pay me the money and I’ll shut right up A-ooh Pay me the money or I’ll bust your guts
9.
Tryin 03:56
Tryin too hard for not tryin I’m not tryin hard enough to get by The sun comes up every morning It’s saying all you can do is to try Oh all you can do is to try I quit drinking, now I smoke like a chimney One who loves to burn up her insides I’ve thought about my time of dying Cause when I die, I’ll be back in their arms When I die, I’ll go back to their arms There’s a hole in the room where I’m living There’s one who sleeps with a gun by her head They say I tell too many secrets Can you imagine the secrets I’ve kept Can you imagine the secrets I’ve kept Salt air blows in from the ocean Mountains send it back to the sea The loneliest people among us Are saying please, won’t you please, bother me Ooh oh please, won’t you please, bother me The sun comes up every morning It tells me all you can do is to try I’ve thought about my time of dying Cause when I die, I’ll be back in their arms When I die, I’ll go back to their arms

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released July 1, 2020

Recorded in Asheville, NC at The Cat’s Claw
Engineered, Produced and Mixed by Kayla Zuskin
Mastered by Harris Newman of Grey Master Marketing
Music and Words by Lo Wolf
Album Art by Delaney Storm Brown

Guitar and Vocals: Lo Wolf, Drums: Will Younts, Bass: Valorie Miller, Electric Bass: Kayla Zuskin, Harp: Lo Wolf, Fiddle: Jason Krekel, Lead Guitar: Kayla Zuskin and Laura Blackley, Pedal Steel: Mike Johnson, Back-up Vocals: Laura Blackley, Valorie Miller, Krista Shows and Lau Magie

I could not have recorded this record without the generous financial and spiritual support of my community. Thank you. Special Thanks to producer and friend Kayla Zuskin for her patience, wrangling of my wolf-like nature, and always listening when I asked for more vocals. I thank her for lending her musical brilliance to this project. Extra Special Thanks to Laura Blackley, a true friend and a precious source of wisdom, encouragement, love, and support. I owe the soul of my art to my twin sister Devan. Thank you from the yipping howling center of my heart.

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Lo Wolf writes and performs from her Asheville, NC home. Her latest recording, Singe, has been described as “clever and bold," "an admirable and well rounded debut" and "achingly honest, rich, crisp and clear."

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