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Reap Some Debt

by Bron Sage

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1.
Bad Vein 05:51
lyrics
I want you to tie yourself to me, That’s what you’re good for Latch onto glory and grief, That’s what you’re good for You say you’re too smart, For your own good, But sayin’ it don’t make it true Your “what to do’s” and your “what to say’s,” Are such wonderful ways To show us you’ve got class, Such wonderful ways, to make it easy on us You’ve got your feelings, I’ve got some too, But now I’ve only got one opinion of you You’ll tie me up And pull me down, You’ll cry and I will drown, Well I don’t know What I’m gonna be, But if it goes to plan, I’ll be me You struck a nerve, you struck a vein Insanity’s claimin’ you’re sane You struck a nerve, you struck a vein Insanity’s claimin’ you’re sane Bad vein in me, bad vein in you Bad vein runnin’ through
2.
Thimble Full of Snake Oil 03:45
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Who to believe, who to believe? Step right up, don’t be shy Take a sip, lick the thimble dry You can always trust a man with pearly whites, If you don’t you know you’ll pay the price Ain’t no smoke and mirrors, Ain’t no hokum here Who to believe, who to believe? Heaven above, Hell below If I killed you tonight, where would you go? Now I ain’t slick, I’m just sellin’ truth And for a low, low price I’ll sell it to you Ain’t no smoke and mirrors, Ain’t no hokum here, This thimble full of miracles Will cure what ails ya Sign it over, take the oil Who to believe, who to believe? Would you believe, could you believe? That’s a real hot pen.
3.
Throw You Down the Well 07:27
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Do you see what I see? I see an opportunity Because I broke my one rule, I forgot to forget to forgive you Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Leave some sighs and bones behind, So there’s something to remember you by You’ve become my own worst fear, What I see is what I get and what I want is what I hear Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Come on, baby, won’t you die a little for me? Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Well, oh, well, I’ll drag you down to Hell Hell, oh, Hell Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well Come on, baby, won’t you die a little for me? Come in, come here, come on, I’ll throw you down the well I’m just playing it safe by playing God, I can’t concern myself with right or wrong
4.
You're Nobody (Until Somebody Hates You) 06:41
lyrics
There’s a man on a northbound train, He wears a rubber band where his wedding band ain’t And there’s a woman hobbling down a walkway, She’s out looking for a new wooden leg And there’s somebody holding a dead man’s gun, He lost that battle but his war’s long won A huckster, a leper, a trickster, a scourge Maybe I don’t wanna be saved By Jesus and his lawyers You’re nobody until somebody hates you Don’t trust a man who has everything, And don’t trust a man who has nothing, And I’ll hide away in the great wide open, Just as soon as I pick my poison A huckster, a leper, a trickster, a scourge Maybe I don’t wanna be saved By Jesus and his lawyers, Because You’re nobody until somebody hates you
5.
It Never Ends 11:29
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If drive-by living is your fantasy, Then drive-by dying ain’t a remedy Just ask the black rat As she rolls down the alley way The hole in the sky is getting bigger, But it don’t look like its pictures Let me out, keep me in, I need a ventilator I don’t choose to lose, I just don’t win, I’ll sip your fine wine twice and throw it up again Don’t look at me like the eighth deadly sin All I know, it never ends, it never ends On top of the world but it ain’t going my way, Show me your tricks, I don’t care about your trade Spare me your title, now I need a name King of the flies, buzzing high, up above my head I asked for salt, not water, I asked for meat, not bread Don’t look at me like the fifth horseman All I know, it never ends, it never ends Nobody said it’d be easy Nobody said it’d be hard Nobody said much of anything Kill ‘em where it hurts Kill ‘em where it hurts It never ends, it never ends (recording contains portions of John Milton’s Paradise Lost)

about

The second official release from Bron Sage, the Reap Some Debt EP is independently recorded and released by Bron Sage in the spirit of indie record stores and the D.I.Y. mentality. Musically, Reap Some Debt is reflective of Bron Sage’s occasional intimate (or “acoustish”) live sets and features reimagined versions of Bron Sage songs, previously unreleased songs, and a brand new song written specifically for the album. Please support local record stores and artists!

credits

released April 18, 2015

Andy Adamietz - trumpet, melodica, accordion
Jason Bank - guitar, lap steel, banjo, cigtar, mandolin
Wes Broske - acoustic bass, upright bass, lead vox
Kyle Merckx - guitar, software
Robert J. Murphy - percussion, whistling, harmony vox

backing vox by Bron Sage
and featuring Stephanie Tschech - cello and vox on Track 5

All songs written by Jason Bank and Bron Sage

Recorded and mixed by Kyle Merckx at Crapitol Hill (Madison, WI) in March-April 2015
Mastered by Wes Broske
Produced by Bron Sage
Art and Art Direction by Bron Sage

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