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Ennui and The Golden Age of Youth

by the Underground Divas

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1.
Ennui 03:32
No one comes around here anymore No one comes around here No one comes a knockin on my door Maybe i did something maybe I did something wrong Maybe I did something maybe I did something wrong No one comes around here anymore No one writes a song like that no more No one writes a song like that Make me skip and whistle down the road Maybe i could write one maybe i could write a song Maybe I could write one maybe I could right all the wrong No one writes a song like that no more No one comes around here anymore No one comes around here Knockin' on my window or my door Maybe i did something maybe I did something wrong Maybe I did something maybe I just don't belong No one comes around here anymore
2.
If all the world's a stage then anyone can play Come to this stage and leave this house electric The Writer to the page,,Dream on a higher plane The Actor to the stage..Dream on a higher plane In this house electric A house that stands so long must have a strong foundation The ties that hold it's bones can make this house electric The Builder with his hands..Dream on a higher plane The Architect with his plans..Dream on a higher plane In this house electric So if all the world's a stage then anyone can play Come to this stage and leave this house electric The Painter with her paints...Dream on a higher plane The Dancer with her grace..Dream on a higher plane The Poet with his rage..Dream on a higher plane The Singer with his pain..Dream on a higher plane The Builder with his hands..Dream on a higher plane The Architect with his plans..Dream on a higher plane The Writer to the page,,Dream on a higher plane The Actor to the stage..Dream on a higher plane
3.
I want no part of the new country I wear the old country right on my sleeve Give me an old backwater baptist revival cause i want no part of that new country beat Now i'm a believer in progress and fusion I can mix anything into my hash But i don't mix my Dylan in my Sinatra Stop laying metal into Haggard and Cash I want no part of the new country I wear the old country right on my sleeve Give me an old back porch sunshine recital cause i want no part of that new country thing Now I'm not offended by ways of seduction I like me a little sugar in my tea But clown painted hussies in high heels and leather Don't make no honky- tonk angels to me I want no part of the new country I wear the old country right on my sleeve Give me an old campfire nighttime rehearsal cause i want no part of that new country scene Now i like a fiddle I like steel string and banjo If I need a rhythm I'll slap on my knee What in the world are you banging so loud on? You don't need a hammer to bring home the heat I want no part of the new country I wear the old country right on my sleeve I'll take the high road you take the opry cause i want no part of that new country beat I want no part of the new country
4.
Here the sound of rushing water Rushing water all around In the distance gentle music Coming from the little town Peaceful valley Campfire mile where the music plays Soft and low like a gentle rain It’s a state of mind it’s a state of grace Take it down to campfire mile Hear the sound of church bells ringing Church bells ringing all around All the people sing together Voices ring off the mountain side Sunday Morning Campfire mile where the music plays Soft and low like a gentle rain It’s a state of mind it’s a state of grace Take it down to campfire mile Here the sound of rushing water Rushing water all around In the distance gentle music Coming from the little town Campfire mile where the music plays Soft and low like a gentle rain It’s a state of mind it’s a state of grace Take it down to campfire mile
5.
PenNPaper 04:01
I got something on my mind I need me a pen and paper I got something on my mind I need me a pen and paper It’s a message to my woman To let her know I’m coming to get her I’ve been runnin all over town playing cops n robbers I’ve been runnin all over town playin cops n robbers They want me in the jailhouse Ain’t no way I’m stopping I got trouble on my mind I need me a Rye and Ginger I got trouble on my mind I need me a Rye and Ginger Gonna drown away my sorrows Until I got the whole thing figured I got a pounding in my brain I need me some pillsNpowder I got a pounding in my brain I need me some pillsNpowder Gotta get me on the level To find my way outta this matter We’re getting outta town no more cloak dagger We’re getting outta town no more cloak dagger For the rest of our days we’ll be looking over our shoulders Police at my door ain’t no happily ever after Police at my door ain’t no happily ever after Spend the rest of my days until we’re old and grey In the slammer I got something on my mind I need me a PenN paper I got something on my mind I need me a pen n paper It’s a message to my woman to let her know I won’t forget her
6.
Some people dance and some people swing Some people shout and some people sing Some people don't do anything Some people bore me to the bone Oh me ain't it a shame! I put the blues on everything Sugar's sweet but it's not the same I put the blues on everything Monday morning always brings me down Tuesday comes and I still wear a frown All week I get no relief I like Sunday and the rain Poor me! Ain't it strange! I put the blues on everything Pardon me if I wreck your day I put the blues on everything Some people want and some fools pray Some people come and some fools stray Any day now I shall believe I don't mean to complain Woe's me! I'm in chains I put the blues on everything Cry me a river and tie down the beast I put the blues on every street I put the blues on every train I put the blues on everything
7.
Someone's been playing with matches Things are burning all over town Ain't nothing left but the ashes and strange footprints all around People downtown are hearing strange things in the alley Keeping them busy at the fire brigade Picking up the pieces of the mess that He made Cause the Devil with a matchstick Ya he burned it to the ground Ya the Devil with a matchstick He burned it to the ground Someone's been pissing off the people Everybody's running around Holy Rollers talkin bout evil Something strange goin' down Everybody's sayin' that there must be something in the water Keepin' them busy at the police stand Someone's in the alley with something in his hand It's the Devil with a matchstick gonna burn it to the ground Ya the Devil with a matchstick gonna burn it to the ground
8.
Gently loose your hand from the medicine man Plant a seed in medecine bowl Take the wheel if you feel you can ride it with ease Wipe your face of the Karmic Debris Wipe your face of the Karmic Debris Kindly leave a pen for your fellow man Take the lead in a background role Write a letter if you please Off the light and leave the keys Wash your hands of the Karmic Debris Wash your hands of the Karmic Debris Sadly pack your blues and your fine suede shoes Hide em in a blue suitcase Hop a train out of Spain in the pouring rain Clear your mind of the Karmic Debris Clear your mind of the Karmic Debris Blindly place your faith in the tightrope walker Bury your pills in the sand Mind your eyes of the light from the two smashed truckers It's left it quite impossible to breath It's left a lot of Karmic Debris It's left a lot of Karmic Debris Gently loose your hand from the medicine man Plant a seed in medecine bowl Take the wheel if you feel you can ride it with ease Wash your face of the Karmic Debris Wipe your face of the Karmic Debris
9.
the Haunted 03:59
Listen to the Haunted Haunted or afraid to be alive? Listen to the Haunted Haunted in death as in life Leave a candle on the ledge To lead them to some kind of light Put a sign in the window to lead them back home alive Listen to the Haunted Leaning on the headstones of their graves Listen to the Haunted Splashing through the puddles in the rain See them tangled in the web That dangles between the great divide Where time has rendered you Helpless, useless for life the Haunted are dead and alive Shadow and light Daytime and night Dead to the world with no memory We are the Haunted Listen to the Haunted Living in the alleys and the streets Listen to the Haunted Looking for somewhere to sleep May the light of God be on you In your hour of darkness and strife May gentle arms surround you If you make it through tonight the Haunted are dead and alive Shadow and light Daytime and night Dead to the world with no memory We are the Haunted
10.
Until the end of the world Until the end of the world Even if this world ends My love never will Until the sun don’t shine Until the sun don’t shine Even if the sun don’t shine My love always will Life favors light Light shines on love and always will The greatest love Always bleeds onto film How great is life With someone who won’t look back It plays to the end And the film fades to black Until the end of the world Until the end of the world Even if this world ends My love never will
11.
In the hollow tombs of heartache Where only darkness thrives Upon restless souls in isolation Tethered to emotion Helplessly we claw Seeking only some kind resolution Waiting on the shoulder Where two roads now divide Choose wisely for the Coming of the light And the road that will lead you to the new life you will find Will bring no reward without conviction Trusting in only blind faith to guide you back Following only intuition Haunting are the visions When life and love collide Step blindly to the Coming of the light In the Coming of the light All will be revealed Comforting your mind in revelation In the afterglow of contacting a higher plane of thought Onward to your new world revolution Slipping into places Where space and time divide All welcoming the Coming of the light In the Coming of the light Everyone is healed Come with me all will be revealed In the Coming of the light Everyone is healed Lead me gently never to look back The Coming of the light
12.
Under a paper moon We chased balloons in summertime The golden age We were magic in bloom Fountains in tune With the golden age of youth There are no stars tonight Let’s find a place to hide Out of view The golden age We sat on a roof Howled at the moon In the golden age of youth How high did we climb? The paper moon is in fire No trampoline We broke all the rules Laughed at the fools In the golden age of youth

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A collection of the best recordings from my 52 week song journey of 2015. One song a week written and recorded. These songs were all recorded in 3 to 4 hour sessions. Fearlessness is what drove these sessions. The initial urgency of each moment shines on these 12 recordings...These are truly basement tapes...once again recording in my Hometown of Verdun, QC.

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released October 5, 2017

All songs written and produced by by Rick Murrin
All instruments played by Rick Murrin
except...Andrew Macneill Vocals and Percussion on Track #6
Engineered by Eric "Grimy" Doskas in Grimy's basement in Verdun
Samples were recorded off of my android phone from YouTube

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