Saints of Disaster

by P. Everett

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released October 31, 2015

Produced by: P. Everett McPartland
Recording Engineer: Myles Rodenhouse
Mixed by: Matty Green
Recorded in various bedrooms in NYC and Los Angeles
and finally at Douglass Street Records in Brooklyn, NY

P. Everett McPartland - Vocals, Guitars, Synthesizers, Keyboards, Samples, & Programming
Jim Mellish - Guitars, Slide Guitar, & Vocals
Bruno Smith - Electric Banjo, Crystals, & Vocals
Shawn Carney - Bass, Double Bass, Vocals
Arthur Kapp - Drums, Percussion, & Vocals

Additional Musicians:
Myles Rodenhouse - Piano on Lump of Silence
Alex Spoto - Violin on Lump of Silence
Penn Sultan - Accordion on Baffled Saints of Disaster
Kevin Sullivan - Additional Bass on Jabberwocky

Thanks to our families, Ray Smith Studios, Douglass Street Records, and Reggie Rioja

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Track Name: Common Summer
Long gone lovers
Under covers,
My Days drip by
Just like long goodbyes.

I was a diver
And you were an anchor
I tied to my wrist
Back when we first kissed.

Slow down
Selfish darling
Let me drink it in.
There’s nothing
That I hope for
But plenty that could’ve been.

A common summer
Oh, what a bummer,
This tongue-tied year
Slowly disappeared.

Waiting on something
That sure isn’t coming
I’m spinning the wheels
To forget how it feels.

Break down
My darling
Let me watch you fall.
There’s nothing that I’m wanting
Nothing at all.
Track Name: Oblivious Moon
Your eyes are like ice
Diluting a drink.
The whole world melts
The second you blink.

We lie underneath
An oblivious moon
That waxes and wains
If your sick or immune.

We’re howling
Howling
We’re howling
Howling

The full moon shines bright
With a bone colored glow
That swallows the light
From the faces below.

Like an eye in the night
The oblivious moon
Dictates the tides
And enslaves womb.

We’re howling
Howling
We’re howling
Howling
Track Name: Blue Plate Special
Headlights
Shine like
Constellations
Through the night
And over pavement.

They flicker and fade
And disappear through the rain
To some place.

Rise and
Fall like
Breathing out and
Then into some
Lung to simmer.

You hold it in tight
And start to feel high
It’s alright.

How did
Memories
Work before
The movies—
Probably just some
sepia feelings

That you forget
But you loose all respect for
Eventually.

Headlights
Shine like
Constellations
Through the night
And over pavement.

They flicker and fade
And disappear through the rain
To some place.
Track Name: The Baffled Saints of Disaster
All that you got
And all that you know
Don’t count for much
When the night’s curtains close.

When all the best places
Have locked up their doors
And the one track mind children
Walk home with their chores

Then their road,
Their road home is closed.

Seems to me now
As the days creep past
All souls survive
In the heart’s looking glass

And the saints of disaster
Know not what to think
When some graveyard shift Romeo
Smiles on the brink

Cause he knows
No one’s alone.

A line it is drawn
On a tightrope on high.
Death sometimes comes
Years after we die.

Your ghost’s like white smoke
In a lung in the sky
That exhales a joke
In the red of her eyes.

And we’ll laugh,
Cause we all gotta laugh.
Track Name: A Part Apart
Where to begin?
I am lazy as sin.
While the world falls apart
Her excuse is the art.

I feel
I feel
I feel a part
I feel
I feel
I feel apart

Some girl, she smiles
Quixotic and wild
While the world falls apart
My excuse is the art.

I feel
I feel
I feel a part
I feel
I feel
I feel apart
Track Name: Make it Right
How you gonna make it right?
How your gonna make it?
Are you gonna stay the night?
Are you gonna fake it?
Give me something I can use
For when the night is cold.
Give me something I can use
For when I’m alone.

Is it wrong to think of you?
Is it wrong to think?
When the night is cold and dark
When I’m on the brink.

Give me something I can use
For when the night is cold.
Give me something I can keep
I can’t be alone.
Track Name: Jabberwocky
Will you? Won’t you? Will you? Won’t you?
Will you join the dance?

Will you? Won’t you? Will you? Won’t you?
Will you join the dance?
Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You killed the Jabberwocky!
Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You

Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You killed the Jabberwocky!
Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You

˙ǝqɐɹƃʇno sɥʇɐɹ ǝɯoɯ ǝɥʇ pu∀
'sǝʌoƃoɹoq ǝɥʇ ǝɹǝʍ ʎsɯᴉɯ ll∀
:ǝqɐʍ ǝɥʇ uᴉ ǝlqɯᴉƃ puɐ ǝɹʎƃ pᴉp
sǝʌoʇ ʎɥʇᴉls ǝɥʇ puɐ 'ƃᴉllᴉɹq sɐʍ┴’

Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You killed the Jabberwocky!
Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You

Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You killed the Jabberwocky!
Who killed the Jabberwocky?
You
Track Name: Ashes & Flames
Spark from a fire
Starts a new flame
But you never
You never
You never
Love it the same
Love it the same
Love it the same.

Look at the clock
Man's cruelest tool.
It's tickin
It's tocin
It's tickin
It's tocin
Like flint across steel
Flint across steel
Flint across steel


I feel the heat
I see the cold smoke
Rising up
Just like some kind of ghost.

I'll show you fear
Sharp as a spear--
Dead lilacs in the dooryard.

Hands full of dust
Covered in rust
Oxidized and used up.
Track Name: 1000 Little Songs
Tonight the streets are all almost empty.
And the sky is colored insomniac blue.
You and I are just a part of the whole thing-
When we die, some part of us stays part of it still.

A thousand little songs
Rattle through
The gutters along the street.

Your eyes shine like cubic zirconia
And you hips shake like dry leaves in the wind.
Other guys they just want to own you
But me I just need a place to begin.

A thousand little songs
Rattle through
The gutters along the street.
Track Name: Lump of Silence
The evening has come
And the darkness now covers
Like an itchy wool scarf round your neck.

It's scratching and burning
Like an angry priests sermon
That cuts you someplace you can't protect.

I'm trying to kill off
This thing in my mind that
Always comes out this time of night.

I pace the beige carpet
(It's the color of vomit)
And I'm losing my grip on what's right.

Nothing's right.

The hours go creeping
There no way I am sleeping
I can't have that dream one more time.

But if I leave the apartment
There's no telling just what
Kind of mishaps I will find.

I'm trying to cut off
The flood of the spill off
From some overfilled cup from my past.

I was trying to break even
But now I'm just breaking
Fuck it all here comes my best laugh:

HaHaHa.

It's four in the morning
The cabinets are snoring
They're creaking like some old man's bones.

As I stare at the ceiling
I'm struck by the feeling
That some nights I'm better off alone.

I'm trying to kill off
This thing in my mind that
Always comes out this time of night.

A lump of cold silence
Turns sound into violence
And makes every effort seem trite.

It's alright.