Reap Some Debt

by Bron Sage

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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!

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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

We would like to thank any and all family members, friends, fans, supporters, venues, and artists.

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Track Name: Bad Vein
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
Track Name: Thimble Full of Snake Oil
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.
Track Name: Throw You Down the Well
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
Track Name: You're Nobody (Until Somebody Hates You)
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
Track Name: It Never Ends
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)