American Millennial Cowboy

by This Criminal Soul

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released July 7, 2017

Christoph Whitbeck - vocals, guitar
Sean Conway - percussion, backing vocals
Gretchen Werda - bass, backing vocals

Recorded, Produced, and Mastered by Travis Bell at Adorea Recording Studio in Hamden, CT between November 2015 and August 2016.

Gang vocals on 'American Millennial Cowboy,' 'Burn,' and 'Ride or Die' by This Criminal Soul & Kacey Perkins, Andrew Pappas, and Robert Roche.

All songs by Christoph Whitbeck

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This Criminal Soul New Haven, Connecticut

Born out of the theatrical project The Devil Plays Poker, This Criminal Soul became the vehicle for all things Rock and Roll produced by Christoph Whitbeck.

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Track Name: '65 Corvette
‘65 Corvette

Go!

Driving through the canyon after dusk
With you by my side, the only one I trust
Blue hair blowing in the hot sunset
With a six-gun by your side, in a ‘65 Corvette

A brown case full of not a damn thing but cash
The last thing we heard your father say was, “You better watch your ass”
The sheriff's posse ain’t caught up yet
With out-of-state plates on the ‘65 Corvette

Go!

The desert nights are dark and cold
But I got bourbon and my girl
There ain’t no place I wouldn’t go
With you around this goddamn world

And we set out for the river at the break of dawn
Such a rude awake from the sun unbearably strong
But your fingers caressing my aching head
Riding getaway shotgun in a ‘65 Corvette

The desert days are terribly hot
When monsoon lightning rakes the sky
As if a warning from the gods
To get out now or die

It’s all for you, It’s all I do
The car, the cash, the gun, the bourbon too
I could give it up all for you
To see you through
The lightning, heat, the desert sky
They never needed a better reason why

Oh no!

Up ahead the road appears to split
One way dark tunnels, the other dangerous cliffs
I hear the sirens screaming in my head
And red lights flash in the bumper chrome of the ‘65 Corvette

This is goodbye, but it’s not death, oh no
You held ‘em off, and I... turned my back on the west!
So roll me up one last cigarette
And see if these fuckers could keep up with me in the ‘65 corvette!

The forest nights are dark and cold
Spending every one alone
While desert sunlight haunts my dreams
I’m buried in cold December snow

City nights are terribly hot
I’m tossing, turning, drenched in sweat
One taped up picture’s all I got
Of you and me and that ‘65 Corvette
Track Name: Fuck You California
A one way ticket
And you, you took it
A short nap on that overnight to the land of setting sunlight
And how I asked you not to go
Remember I pleaded, “No, no, no!”

Now you’re live-tweeting your trip
Yeah now she’s got you in her grip
And it’s tearing me apart, this boring city with no scene
And maybe it’d be worth living here just to live here with me
If you ever come back to Connecticut, I’ll say

“Fuck you, California!
When you sink in the ocean, I won’t even mourn ya
Hope the fault lines collapse
And the redwoods they crash
I won’t miss you after you’re gone!”

But til then, keep her safe and sound
Cradle her in evergreen boughs
Rock her gently to sleep
In a route one back seat

And bring her back home east safely to me

The chance of a lifetime
And who in their right mind
Wouldn’t want to leave their home
For a job halfway around the globe?
And I cried when you were leaving
I was heartbroke, and lonely, I was grieving

But remember that I still helped you pack
And hugged your mom at the Amtrak
And now it’s tearing me apart
This country’s prisoner I feel
But maybe one day you’ll take a good look in that rearview
And if you ever come back to America, I’ll say

“Fuck you, Japan!
With your rock candy metal bands
I hope your technology backfires
Then you are all quagmired
In a robot war until the end of time!”

But til then, keep her safe and sound
Cherry blossoms falling gently all around
With a warm cup of tea
On the cold nights, or hot sake

Then she’ll stumble home drunkenly to me… to me… to me… to me…
Track Name: American Millennial Cowboy
Come on!

Now I was on the second beer of a two-beer shower
Getting clean feeling mean I was ready for love
You know I feel death creeping closer every hour
I’m soon to meet the lord up above

Or the devil down below with his green eye smile
In a tight red dress with those money heels
But til they come to take me, I’d spend every day
With you, my love, with you

Go!

But I got myself a ticket for the long way ‘round
On a one way train with no way back down
I’d love nothing more than to take you with me,
But we both know you’d miss your mom

A millennial American in New York City
No money, no plans to ever come back home
But I’m gonna give ‘em all that I got
Well, I’ll be Caesar, y’all be Rome!

Chorus:
American Millennial Cowboy
American Millennial One-of-a-Kind
American Millennial Cowboy
I’m out of my goddamn mind

Chorus

Show me what you can do!
Is that all you got?

Chorus

A millennial American, with nothing on hand
Down in L.A., or up in San Francisco
Hit the disco with a bag of cocaine
I said, “You motherfuckers better learn my name!”

Chorus

Said I’m out of my goddamn mind!
My mind... My mind… Out of my mind… Oh!
Track Name: Sharon
Sharon
She won’t take her medicine
Do you think there’s anything you can do
Sharon
She’s not listening to me
But she might still listen to you
Do you think you could talk to her
For just a minute or two
Thank you
I don’t know if she can even hear you
But thank you

And I don’t think anyone
Should ever have to do
What you had to go through
And I don’t think anyone ever even could
But you did
For her
You would

Sharon
Help her out
Please
If anyone still can
You could hear her out
But when she tells you she went to that healer
She’s a liar
Yeah I know she only went to see her dealer
That motherfucker

And I don’t think anyone
Should ever have to do
All the shit she put you through
And I don’t think anyone ever even could
But you did
And if you could
I know you would do it again

Sharon
She’s asleep now, she’s in my lap
Guess she found the rest of the whiskey
She’s taking a little nap

And I turned her head to the side
I held her there
I cried
But I made sure that I turned her head to the side
On those darkest nights
Track Name: Mostly Naked/Where My Drawers?
Let’s go!

Now I spent most of today mostly naked
And I was naked all yesterday too
I wonder why everyone wants to wear clothing
I wonder if they really do

And I spent most of today mostly wasted
I drank a lot yesterday too
My friends keep telling me I’d be better off sober
I’m starting to think it’s true

But now it’s one more night
That I would have been alone
If I didn’t have a bottle of booze
And I’m drinking it down
It’s getting me stoned
And it’s better than thinking of you

Well I guess you could call me a low-life
I guess you could call me a slob
I know my apartment needs to be vacuumed
And I know I need a better job

But there’s some things that have to come first
So I’m taking care of my head
How it hurts to remember the details of your love
When I could just be drunk instead

So it’s one more night
that I would have been alone
if I didn’t have this bottle of booze
And I’m drinking it down
It’s getting me stoned
But it’s reminding me of you

One more night
And I could have been alone
If I didn’t have this bottle of booze
But I’m drinking it down
It’s getting me stoned
Making me think about you

So I was drinking and thinking and singing a song
It’s all I ever seem to do
I was drinking and thinking and thinking ‘bout singing
A song that won’t remind me of you

Oh I guess you should know I’m getting better
At songwriting and singing too
But the one thing I never seem to remember
Is to stop fucking singing to you

So it’s one more night
and I would have been alone
If I didn’t have this bottle of booze
But I’m drinking it down
It’s getting me stoned
It’s better than thinking of you

I said it’s one more night
And I could have been alone
If I didn’t have a bottle of booze
But I’m drinking it down
It’s getting me stoned
It’s better than thinking of you

Now it’s one more night
And I could have been alone
If I didn’t have this bottle of booze

But I’m drinking it down, it’s getting me stoned
And I wish that felt better than drinking with you
Track Name: Yo-yo Blues
I ain’t no yo-yo baby
You can’t throw me away
Leave me hanging
And then reel me back someday

I ain’t no boomerang
You can’t throw me away
Leave me out there, floating on thin air
And expect me flying back someday

I’m the bullet yeah
That you shot into the air
When I bury myself in the dirt
I’m staying right there

I ain’t your fucking lapdog
So if you shove me away
Don’t expect me coming crawling back on all fours
Tail tucked between my legs

And I ain’t your fucking collector
So when you hang up on me
Don’t expect me calling you
Calling you back
To beg and plead, that’s not my fucking job

Baby I’m the arrow
You shot from your bow
When I land in the dirt
I swear that’s my final home

I’m the bullet yeah
That you shot into the air
When I land in the backstop baby
You’re gonna lose me there

Baby I’m the arrow
You shot from your bow
When I land in the dirt
That’s my final home

I’m the bullet yeah
That you shot into the air
When I land in someone’s heart
They’ll bury me there

Right there right there right there right there
Track Name: Animal
When death came for my friend
He met it with his arms folded across his chest
He said come on come on come on
Before he took his little nap
He drank a bottle of pills and then a bottle of jack
He laid down on his back
Come on come on come on come on yeah
Come on come on come on come on yeah
Come on come on come on

Show me what you’re made of
Are you divine or animal?
Is the power of love
Enough to stop you
Now take off that disguise
See I don’t have time for lies

And when I first made love to my first love,
We laid down on our backs with stars above
She said come on come on come on
Before we died those little deaths
She held me with her arms around my neck
And whispered soft and fast
Come on come on come on come on yeah
Come on come on come on come on in
Come on come on come on

Show me what you’re made of
Feed this hungry animal
Give me all of your love
There’s nothing here to stop you
Why you wear that timid disguise
When I don’t have any more time for lies

They came to take me
To my mind to break me
But I stood my ground with my friends around
Come on come on come on

It came to take me
A demon in my mind to break and erase me
But I stood my ground yeah I threw down
Come on come on come on come on come on

Show me what you’re made of
Are you instinct or emotional?
And I know the power of love,
And it’s more than enough to stop you
You wear a pitiful disguise, and I
Can see right through your lies
I’m stronger than you can ever know
You have no power over me
You are not welcome here
Why don’t you fucking try me
I said you are not welcome here
Begone, demon of animal fear
Track Name: Burn
I never cared for heaven so well
As this planet where animals dwell
Birds flying high on a summer breeze
Billions of trees all buzzing with bees
And all these angels glued to the ground
Smiling and laughing making their sounds
Learning to love learning to speak
How to use thumbs and stand on two feet

Under our feet lay mountains of stone
Deeper we dug, ground flesh into bone
Satisfying those curious minds
Building our homes and challenging time
Under that stone lay mountains of coal
Beautiful gifts from forests of old
Using that fuel we heated our homes
Keeping our children safe and warm
Healthy and warm we all grew up strong
Reading and writing singing new songs
Bettering tools preserving our hands
Harvesting love while murdering land
So we dug deeper churning the soil
Ovens and cisterns burning to boil
Drilling down deep to reap the bees’ toil
Under that dirt lay an ocean of oil

Ninety-nine barrels under the ground
Drill a few up and pass them around
Eighty-five Ninety-six million barrels a day
Burning our cold and troubles away
When they hike up the price at the pumps
No other choice but fueling her up
Now will you listen now will you trust
Darkening skies with clouds swelling up
Stuck in between the earth and the air
Poisoning both with barely a care
We burned the ground up into the sky
Then wondered what happened to the sunshine
Wondered what happened to all the trees
Wondering what became of the bees
Where did those mountain majesties go
Didn’t that low tide used to be low

But you burned but you burned all the mountains
And you turned all the ice into oceans
Just to poison the air that we breathe in
Now dark black clouds are closing in

I never cared for heaven so well
As this planet where animals dwell
Smiling and laughing making their sounds
All of these angels glued to the ground
Track Name: Ride or Die!
Why don’t you sit back now and let your old man tell you a story

He was born in the tail of a plane over international waters
And left for dead in a baggage claim with no mother letter or father
They raised him up on a mission there all Hail Marys and Our Fathers
Until they gave him a tricycle and he creamed all the other toddlers

It was ride… or die

A thirtieth century gynoid awakens in french quarter New Orleans
Breaks in the back of a tourist trap steals some fleur-de-lis blue jeans
A pair of boots matching jacket too and the motorcycle keys
Outracing the breakneck pace of future mercenaries

It was ride… or die

Now just like Frogger jumping on logs
Or Edward Furlong in T2
To traverse a hostile environment
You’ll need a transport under you

So like an ewok on a speeder
Or a hesher in a sea of beliebers
Climb aboard your four fifty CC'er
And ride motherfucker ride…

Or die!