BAD LUCK (EP)

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Simple songs with guitar and drum machine.

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released May 1, 2014

James Wesley Nichols: songs, singing, jazzmaster (rhythm/fuzz/feedback), programming, recording.

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James Wesley Nichols Greenville, South Carolina

All songs, voices, guitars, keyboards, drums, percussion, sequencing, tape and digital recording, artwork, design, packaging, and so on, by James Wesley Nichols, unless otherwise indicated.

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Track Name: BAD LUCK
It was bad luck when you met me.
It was bad luck when you met me.
I stole all of your cash,
smoked up all of your stash.
It was bad luck when you met me.

It was no good right from the start.
I only meant to break your heart.
I asked you on a date,
showed up 12 hours late.
It was bad luck when you met me.

How I live to stay out all night,
drag in drunk so we can have a fight.
Wail then cry a lake,
then we'll make this trailer shake.
It was bad luck when you met me.
Track Name: EVIL OLIVIA
Olivia,
Please tell me why you act as if I don't exist.
Why don't I catch your eye?
Olivia,
You are so cruel. Your icy glare could freeze the sun.
But Olivia, I love you all the same.

Evil, evil, evil, evil Olivia,
Evil, evil, evil, evil Olivia,
Love you, love you, love you, love you Olivia.

Olivia,
Where are you from? Only a hellish girl could be so mean.
Are you a demon?
Olivia,
You've enchanted me. Your evil magic has me bound.
I am not free,
But Olivia, I love you all the same.
Track Name: WE'RE OVER
The only thing I know about your dreams is I ain't in them no more.
Nothing is as it once seemed; my guts are down on the floor.
You were my sweet nightingale, my emerald, my red catchfly;
you came and broke me out of jail. Now I only wonder why -
We're over. We're over. We're through.

There is only one name on your shitlist and baby we both know it's mine.
It's plain to see that we're finished, now honey don't waste my time.
You were once the fleur-de-lis, now you are the candytuft,
hydrangea or narcissus. Or are you the wild plum?
We're over &ct.
Track Name: ALL BURNED OUT
He made a splash, but he's feeling trashed.
His brain is cashed.
He's all burned out.
He's a real car crash, track marked and lashed.
His mind's the blade, his soul the gash.
He's all burned out.

Don't ask him for nothing, 'cause he's all burned out.

He's been coast to coast, he can proudly boast.
But his brain is toast.
He's all burned out.
This unholy ghost with no more barbed ripostes
Ought to get himself diagnosed.
He's all burned out.

He's seen it all, too high to fall.
But he hit a wall.
He's all burned out.
He's in a public stall; he's on a sewer crawl.
The night before he can't recall.
He's all burned out.
Track Name: I DON'T CARE, CARE, CARE
You don't love me.
No, no, no.
You don't love me.
So, so, so, so what?
So what?
You don't even like me.
No, no, no.
You don't even like me.
So, so, so, so what?
So what?
I don't care!

I don't care, care, care, care no more.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

I don't love you.
No, no, no.
I don't even like you.
So, so, so, so what?
So what?
I don't need you.
No, no, no.
I don't even want you.
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