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The Devil is Alive And Well in Nashville

by The Songs From Nowhere Project

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1.
out there on the west side the songwriters stay up late at night chasing dreams of a set of wings from the people who hold their puppet strings and out there on the broadway half a mile from the highway they play guitar for the people at the bar who ain't even gonna remember their names 'cause it's a city of exploiters a city of exploiters i'm beginning to fear there's nowhere here for the girl who sells you your cigarettes it's a city of exploiters a city of exploiters i'm beginning to fear there's nowhere here for the girl who sells you your cigarettes at city's edge nathan forrest stands waving a pistol from his dirty hands to send a message to a city that's stressing over whether musicians can record in their homes while the homeless sleep on the empty ground the city done went and put a fence around to take away a place to stay from people who already got nothin' at all it's a city of exploiters a city of exploiters i'm beginning to fear there's nowhere here for the girl who sells you your cigarettes it's a city of exploiters a city of exploiters i'm beginning to fear there's nowhere here for the girl who sells you your cigarettes well the message it isn't subliminal maybe we should all be criminals there's plenty to rob who don't need a job 'cause they bought a house before two thousand ten or maybe we need revival 'cause it's a struggle for survival to lay our desires on the funeral pyre or burn it all down in a holy fire 'cause it's a city of exploiters a city of exploiters i'm beginning to fear there's nowhere here for the girl who sells you your cigarettes it's a city of exploiters a city of exploiters i'm beginning to fear there's nowhere here for the girl who sells you your cigarettes
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well moses went up to the mountain of the lord he was looking for some spiritual law seeking for wisdom from the one he adored he came back down and this is what he saw he saw people laughing and dancing around spilling their wine on that hallowed ground clappin' and a singin' and a bowin' down to some gods that they made themselves they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we're gonna rock and roll tonight! they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we're gonna rock and roll tonight! well moses went on over to a hickory tree broke a limb off with his hands stripped off the bark with a pocketknife and began to lay into every man they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we don't want no piece of you they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we don't want no piece of you all you party people gonna drink your gods better grind 'em down into powder fine hope you don't die when you sip that gold all mixed in with the dirtiest wine they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we're all gonna die tonight! they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we're all gonna die tonight! they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we're all gonna die tonight! they said get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) get back, moses! (get back, moses!) we're all gonna die tonight!
3.
i live in a city where they block out the sun where the blue skies fade into gray i sit there and watch as the rail cars go by wishing one would take me away for my love has gone to a far away land a place where there's ice and there's snow the coal cars roll north on those two narrow rails one day i'll just pack up and go well it doesn't take much just to leave what you know just a leap that's lacking in fear the train leaves the station from this city of sin but for now something's keeping me here so let's meet past the limit of the skyscraper's shadow where the wind still blows through the pines where the light of the stars is our pathway to walk and maybe there you could be mine
4.
there is a cloud of witness that couldn't have my back they told me all about my sins and the virtue that i lack but i just couldn't seem to to grasp the thing i want the most i'm swimming in a sea that's haunted by ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts there was a time i looked to them in many different ways to fill the hole inside of me and brighten up my day but they took just what they wanted and left for unknown coasts i'm swimming in a sea that's haunted by ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts i once thought they were human that we were all the same they told me i was special and i knew them all by name but then one day they faded and left me alone and lost i'm swimming in a sea that's haunted by ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts as i paddle through these waters peaceful and serene i cry for human contact but there's no one to be seen for the only other living here is just the lord of hosts i'm swimming in a sea that's haunted by ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts ten thousand ghosts
5.
oh father of lies and master of disguise I will not follow you oh father of lies and master of disguise I will not follow you though you offer your hand and the promised land I will run away and take my stand I will set my face in the secret place and gather my strength for the whole human race oh father of lies and master of disguise I will not follow you oh lord of the lost and concealer of the cost I will not follow you oh lord of the lost and concealer of the cost I will not follow you though you offer me all I would not heed your call I’ll cover my ears lest I should surely fall I will find my way in the light of day and guard my steps so that I won’t go astray oh lord of the lost and concealer of the cost I will not follow you oh king of the world with your legacy unfurled I will not follow you oh king of the world with your legacy unfurled I will not follow you for the words you speak mean death to the weak and for another way we all must surely seek so I’ll travel the land and speak of my plan so those who hear might learn and understand oh king of the world with your legacy unfurled I will not follow you I will not follow you I will not follow you
6.
hey pretty baby won't you walk my way? we could find the beauty of sky and sea but you're into burning buildings and overthrowing democracy but when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) you chose barabbas your eyes are the color of deepest blue like pools of water i could fall into but your heart is dark and it's as cold as stone you built your city on the workers bones and when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) you chose barabbas your hips are slender and your legs are long and your smile makes me break out in song but that's not enough for me to be with you i need a woman with a conscience too cause when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) when the time has finally come to choose (when the time has finally come) you chose barabbas
7.
let me tell you a story about nashville it's the place to come to if you've got a soul to sell if you're willing to pay the price and make your heart the sacrifice he'll give you fame and take your soul to hell 'cause in this city the devil is alive and well well he left his home in LA cause he couldn't pay the rent and he lived out there in Hermitage in a revival tent then he moved into the churches and took over city hall but he held out cause he thought the music business would be his greatest throne of all so if you have the talent with selfishness and greed there he stands with open hands to give you what you need and if you choose to come to him with a heart that's filled with pride he'll give you your desire, his arms are open wide cause in this city you won't be denied let me tell you a story about nashville it's the place to come to if you've got a soul to sell if you're willing to pay the price and make your heart the sacrifice he'll give you fame and take your soul to hell 'cause in this city the devil is alive and well

about

This album is effectively a stub. The plan is to begin releasing one track a month. Historically, I have operated solo, at least as pertains to recording. This collection of songs is a deliberate departure from that. With very few exceptions, hopefully none, all of the tracks on this will be live recorded with at least one other person.

It has been quite a while since I have released music. "I Am Not Resigned" was an EP written over a fairly short period of time and recorded during a lull in work and an extremely turbulent time. Basically, it was forced by events.

"The Devil is Alive and Well In Nashville" is a a semi-thematically coherent work encompassing many (but not all) of the songs written during my time here in this place.

Nashville has some problems. There's a lot wrong with it. But I've also made some really good friends.

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released July 26, 2023

so far:
Peter Dickson guitar/vocal/producer
Guy Christiano guitar
Sophia Keown vocal, guitar
Brian Cashin, violin
Averre Neff vocal, guitar

Cover art: Hope Pasztor, Peter Dickson, Jeremy Wyatt, Dab

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