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There are too many sad songs in the world So fuck you, I ain't writing another one Though there's plenty to talk about this time of year Well if we all just believe in something They say we'll never have to fear When the morning comes and she's no longer here There are so many pretty girls in the world But fuck you, I won't marry another one Though there's plenty who will break you just the same If I could only marry my mother And have sex with lots of strangers It'd be chicken soup and mornings without shame Oh Lord, you can strike me down I'm just trying to sing the truth Though you may not like the sound Thank you for death metal and disco But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't want to know There are too many bloody wars in the world So fuck you, I ain't starting another one Though there's plenty reasons for a first strike You know I'm not a real spiteful guy But only fools say they don't mind When another man's holding hands with his wife Oh Lord, you can strike me down I'm just trying to sing the truth Though you may not like the sound Thank you for Henry Miller and Thoreau But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't want to know There are so many hungry kids in the world So fuck you, I ain't making another one Though I'd love to see your face inside a child's They say you don't know what you've got until what you've got is gone So I'll hold on to you picture for a while Oh Lord, you can strike me down I'm just trying to sing the truth Though you may not like the sound Thank you for Len Dykstra and Shoeless Joe But I'd trade 'em for the things I don't want to know
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Looks like you're gonna take the easy way out I heard you on the telephone with a friend You said, "Maybe we'll meet someday in the middle of the street?" But I know I'll never see you again The Santa Ana's blowing in a lullaby at dawn Same one I've been listening to all night I'll wake up in the same place tomorrow And you'll be gone And there won't even be a fight There are train lines There are bus rides That will take you back and forth from bad to better lives There are love songs And there are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here 'Cause none of these things will make you love me The clock reads the minutes that will turn into hours And the hours that will turn us into ghosts Your cup's here guarding time with dead and dying flowers And I can't move it from it's post There are train lines There are bus rides That will take you back and forth from bad to better lives There are love songs And there are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here 'Cause none of these things will make you love me I don't expect you to and I don't need you to and I don't wish you would I just wish you could I just want to sleep While the sorrow's cheap But I think I hear your keys There are train lines There are bus rides That will take you back and forth from bad to better lives There are love songs And there are desperate lives But none of those things will keep you here 'Cause none of these things will make you love me Looks like you're gonna take the easy way out I heard you on the telephone with a friend Maybe you'll whisper my name from an old widow's dream Maybe I'll never see you again
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There's a demon in my head He's shaking 'round the bed He's the saint of all my darkness and doubt There's a winding, dead-end street For the running of empty feet Where I leave myself for blindness and fear Oh, help me out Lord, don't you see? I'm a restless child I don't believe Oh, pull me up So I can breath Oh wear me out I've been deceived Yeah, I've been deceived There's confusion all around I hear the deafening sound And I cannot find my way out of this maze Is it the truth or just a trick 'Cause there is something making me sick There is too much pain to weigh the right and wrong Oh, help me out Lord, don't you see? I'm a restless child I don't believe Oh, pull me up So I can breath Oh wear me out I've been deceived Yeah, I've been deceived

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Ep#1 of the "Bedhead" series

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released January 21, 2013

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Alex Dezen Los Angeles, California

Alex Dezen is the lead singer and songwriter for the American rock and roll band The Damnwells, who have been touring and making records since 2000. This is his first solo effort.

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