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Demos from January 2011.

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released January 10, 2011

Written and performed by Derrick Johnston.
Recorded by John Lindsay.

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Tragical History Tour Dundee, UK

Blood, sweat and tears acoustic folk/solocore cowpunk from the east coast of Scotland.

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Track Name: What I'm Doing Here
What I'm Doing Here

I must applaud the impeccable timing
of your decision to leave
Abandon all our dreams
As it tears me apart at the seams.

You've made your choice
But my brother,
I can't silence the voice.
It's the only thing I own,
The closest thing to home
And it keeps me from being alone
With these screams.

When what you want is gone
Do what you can to stay strong.
Keep on singing along.

When what you need is hope
Do your best to keep afloat.
Keep on singing your songs.

It's what I'm doing here.

Well, I hope you're right
but it feels like a Saturday night
That's gone too far
Spent too long in the bar
And we've ended up in a knife fight.

But I wish you luck
O my brother, I can't cover up
Just how bad I feel,
This is so surreal
But I guess it's all part of the deal
Anyway...

When what you want is gone
Do what you can to stay strong.
Keep on singing along.

When what you need is hope
Do your best to keep afloat.
Keep on singing your songs.

It's what we're doing here.
Track Name: Tall Tales
Tall Tales

I'd write a song about myself
but it's more fun to pretend
that I'm someone else
so I can tell tall tales.
Celebrate success.
Ignore the fails.
But you're right.
You're right, I'm not right.

But I will fight
every day of my life
to get some sleep tonight.
It's been like this for years,
write a song and fight back the tears.
But you're right.
You're right, always.

But I'm still here
And I'll face my fears,
But deep inside, I'm paralysed
When I feel you draw near.

So, what do think?
Was it cold down there?
How far did you sink?
Did you see me down there?
Were you well-prepared
or were you scared?
It's alright, it's alright
Always.

Because I'm still here
And I'll face my fears
But deep inside, I'm paralysed
When I feel you draw near.
Track Name: Last Song For You
Last Song For You

I was angry at the start,
never thought it would fall apart.
I thought love was a work of art.

But then, I looked at you,
saw you didn't have a clue
about the hell that we'd go through.
You couldn't care less.

So time said 'take a chance',
It's the last stop for romance
A victim of the circumstance.

But I didn't look, I leaped,
thought I landed on my feet
but I fell in far too deep
and now I'm stranded.

I hope that you can tell
my sincerity as well
as my deep regrets.
I hope by now you know
sometimes that's how it goes.

This is our last dance.
The last song for you.

Now time brings with it change,
new rules to the game
and I don't know how to play.

I'd be happy staying sane.

I hope that you can tell
my sincerity as well
as my deep regrets.
I hope you're happy now.

I hope by now you know
sometimes that's how it goes.

This is our last dance.
The last song for you.

You're still priceless.
Track Name: The Village Idiot
The Village Idiot

The village is missing it's idiot
now I'm so far from home.
I'm dreaming.

I miss the beer bottles
and the pointless brawls
but it's time to let it go.

Let it go.

Hold the sunrise 'til we're gone.
I'll send a message from the road.
It's the only life that we know.
Hold the sunrise 'til we're gone.

Now I've got a plan,
get together with my band.
It's time to hit the road, dreaming.

I dream of Transit vans,
eating beans straight from the can.
It's nothing, but it's our own.

At least it's our own.

Hold the sunrise 'til we're gone.
I'll send a message from the road.
It's the only life we know.
Hold the sunrise 'til we're gone.

The village is missing it's idiot
now I'm so far from home,
I'm dreaming.

I miss the beer bottles
and the pointless brawls
but it's time to let it go.

It's time to let it go.