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Restaurant Rat (live, GemsOnVHS field recording)

by the Hill Country Devil

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And there we were, on a beautiful, chilly day in Tennessee. Paths had crossed and Hayden Karchmer's cross-country trek to NYC coincided with some time Matt Heckler was spending on Interstate 40. We convened at my house in the woods for some good times around the fire. We almost burned down said house. Then, Hayden asked me and Matt to jump on his new song for an impromptu session. Sure, why not? So with the lyrics written down in handwriting fit for a kindergarten class, and the worst attempt at harmonies known to man, we set out for perfection. Many fuck-yeah's were had, and this song was brought to life.

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I'm a feeder on the bottom
I say smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
The illusion of perfection, sleight of hand, and misdirection
I'm the curvature on the columns
I'm the song that the sirens are singing
I'm the gloves that left your ears ringing
I'm a stain along a dipstick, and a hog dressed up in lipstick, I'm the comedown that the morning's bringing

There ain't no saving face on this rock here in outer space
but you can polish a turd with a brush and a word
Everything's got its place
So I'll keep losing weight, being sick and pale,
Then getting fat like a restaurant rat when they throw my ass in jail

I'm a grower, not a shower
I'm the maidenhood that hardly had known her
I'm a fire on the freeway, I'm the lights that clog up Bee Caves
I'm the stone wrecking up your mower
Buddy, I'm your writing when it's lagging
Hey, fuck it, I'm the mummer's dragon
Georgie, add another page on, slap an “F” and call me FAegon
I'm just dying to know what happened

There ain't no saving face on this rock here in outer space
but you can polish a turd with a brush and a word
Everything's got its place
So I'll keep losing weight, being sick and pale,
Then getting fat like a restaurant rat when they throw my ass in jail
Then getting fat like a restaurant rat when they throw my ass in jail

credits

released May 18, 2021
Lyrics, Composition, Guitar, and Vocals: Hayden Karchmer
Fiddle: Matt Heckler
Banjo and Backing Vocals: Anthony Simpkins

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The Hill Country Devil (AKA Hayden Karchmer) seems to bring back something from beyond the edge with every song he pens, exorcising harrowing demons with every performance. Despite a burdensome life spent on the run from his own worst habits, always picking up the pieces just to pawn them off, he's somehow still here with us, still dangling from the edge, still plumbing unknown depths of the soul. ... more

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