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HEAVY META

by Ron Gallo

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released February 3, 2017

All songs written by Ron Gallo
Ron Gallo Music Publishing / New West Independent Music Publishing (BMI)


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Produced by: Joe Bisirri & Ron Gallo
Mixed by: Joe Bisirri
Recorded by: Joe Bisirri
Mastered by: Ryan Schwabe
A&R: Kim Buie

Package Design: Ricardo Alessio
Front Cover Photo: Lindsey Gardner
Back Cover/Insert Photos: Gina Panarello
Other Photos: Liz Maney, Devon Bristol Shaw, Eric Tsurumoto, Ron Gallo, Lindsey Gardner, CJ Harvey, Rachel Cabbitt, Ryan Michael White.

Thank you Paige, Mom, Dad, Jerry and my whole family. Thank you to the Divine Oneness. Thank you Joe Bisirri, Dominic Billett, Jerry Bernhardt, Dylan Sevey, Josh Friedman, Matt Kelly, The Lawsuits, Brian Strouse, Brendan Cunningham, Vanessa Winters, Reed Kendall, Satellite Hearts (Keaton Thandi, Justin Pellechia, Lucas Rinz), Kirby Sybert, Rich Domings, Carl Bahner, Jamie Timm, Charlie Shea, Ryan Elwell and all my friends who have brought these songs to life with me over the years. Thank you Philadelphia for a transformative decade and the teachings. Thank you Nashville for welcoming me. Thank you Lindsey Gardner, Chris Sunday, Kim Buie and everyone at New West, DB Burkeman, Alex Collier, Ryan Schwabe, Jackie Nalpant, Dave Kaplan, Carly James, Jeff Colvin, Stephanie Edwards, WXPN, CJ Harvey, Converse Rubber Tracks, Mason Pince, Angela and Ken Becker. Thank you to every person that has ever come to a show. Thank you darkness and thank you light. Thank you to all my past, present and future real friends - there are too many to list and if I forgot someone I would never live it down, and so you know who you are. Lastly and most leastly, thank you Ron Gallo because I couldn't have not not done this without you.

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Ron Gallo Nashville, Tennessee

Straddling the fence; between two (2) mindsets - 1. THE WORLD: is completely fucked and 2. THE UNIVERSE: is inside you. TRYING: to lean more towards the latter.

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Track Name: Young Lady, You're Scaring Me
Let’s get a house, you and me and your twelve cats
We’ll put mirrors on the ceiling
We’ll have a bunk bed by the bath
You’ll line my mattress with nails
One for every time something psycho came out of your mouth
Your cavern eyes are preying
Your scarlet lips half saying
A sales pitch for the circus in your mind


Young lady, you’re scaring me


Dumbbell right to the temple
Carry me to your shrine
Dedicated to the prince of the last of your nine lives
She waited in the darkest corner all night
Until I closed up shop, I turned out the lights
Then she begged for me to drive her home
I thought about the Kensington Strangler as I was about to say “NO”
When we pulled up to her bleeding dollhouse
She said, “Park behind the hearse.”
I said, “No need. Get out and take your purse.”


Young lady, you’re scaring me


Remember that time you wrote me two hundred letters, never once to a single reply?
Remember they all referenced a love that wasn’t real?
Considering we talked maybe one or two times


Young lady, you’re scaring me
Track Name: Put The Kids To Bed
Put the kids to bed
I need you to lie beside me
Remind me that I’m dead
The guest room
Two spools of thread
I hide the needles behind the bed
With my garter belt and my cigarettes
Put the little ones to sleep
I need you to tell me lies
To fill my empty uninspired mind


When we we’re young we said one day
Honey you and I, we’re gonna share a grave
I didn’t know it’d come so soon


The feeling in my belly of living with but not loving you
It keeps me longer at the corner store
Smiling out of necessity
Just showing teeth to keep the peace
Working out to induce sleep
So as to healthily avoid you


When we we’re young we said one day
Honey you and I, we’re gonna share a grave
I didn’t know it’d come so soon


Put the kids to bed
It’s about time I assume my role
Just hiding my black holes
Beneath blankets of love gone cold
Track Name: Kill The Medicine Man
Well I just want some truth
Yes I just want the truth
Stay close to the ground
Because everything above the billboards
And everything above the highrise
Is nothingness


The only time that I felt dead
The only time I really lost my head
Was when I took your medicine
No, I don’t need it
No, I don’t need it
To sound free
No

You take your medicine
You say you feel like a man
Because you can’t deal
Oh, forget the world
You’re just running from the hurt
If you face it, you can kill it
If you face it, you can kill it

Kill off the medicine man, dancing around your head
Nothing is sacred
Track Name: Poor Traits Of The Artist
Every single ugly day
What am I trying to say?
A good line here
The idea’s there
And it’s scribbled on some bill that I can’t pay

Catch 22 since I was twenty two
Never ever ever knowing what to do
I doubt myself
I beat myself down
And I’m closer to death when I wake up the next day

But I never need anyone when I have you
No, I never need anyone

It’s easy to blame work, love and weather
It’s easy to act like you’ve got it together
But behind my door, and on my floor
Is a man who can’t stand what he stands for

What am I even doing?
Is luck a pursuit worth pursuing?
The cream will rise
Up to your eyes
Then bury you there shortly after

But I never need anyone when I have you
I never need anyone
Track Name: Why Do You Have Kids?
Why do you have kids?
Why did you make children?
Falling asleep standing up on the corner
With cigarette ash falling in the stroller

Why do you have kids?
Why did you make children?
You gave all baby daddys money for food
To the dead eyed street pharmaceutical dude

Accidents having accidents
Now mother like daughter
Father like son
R.I.P. next generation
Goodnight, honey
You’ve got nothing to look up or forward to

Why do you have kids?
Why did you make children?
You beat your son at the grocery store
Because he cried a little when his eyes were sore

Why?

Baby runs around shoeless outside
While mama’s dressed to the junkyard nines
Feed them garbage so they stop crying
They’ll look just like you in no time

Accidents having accident
Now mother like daughter
Father like son
R.I.P. next generation
Goodnight, honey
You’ve got nothing

The kids got nothing to look up or forward to
No chance
Track Name: Please Yourself
Trying to please everybody
You just let everyone down
Including yourself

Don’t wanna be like the old oak tree
Spend my whole life helping everybody breathe
Now I’m a bench in a courtroom
Everyone is trying to blame it all on me

Don’t want to be like the asphalt on the street
Spend my whole life letting everybody walk all over me
All the pressure and the cracks
Now they’re all trying to blame it all on me

Trying to please everybody
You just let everyone down
Including yourself
You’ve got to please yourself
1
2
1, 2, 3
Track Name: Black Market Eyes
She bought new eyes on the black market
The kind where history flies by and is erased by her iris
I watched the eclipse as the sun drips across her eyelids
Her beast lingers where no one else can see

A darkness I can’t understand
A past I can’t get past
A future I can’t feud over
I will try to understand you

Then I taped her eyes open
And crawled into her soul
Yes, I stared as she shuddered
Because I knew there was a hole

A darkness I can’t understand
A past I can’t get past
A future I can’t feud over
Leave everything behind

She wanders into the ground
Thinks herself down and down
Hits the wall at the bottom of it all
Then knocks and turns around
Track Name: Can't Stand You
You’ve been learning as you go
Somehow you’ve only gotten worse
You’ve been trying to fill the void
But your method’s in reverse
Now I can’t stand you

Everyone sees what you do not see
That you’re insufferable to talk to
Everyone else’s little words
Are just fluff for your public self-absorption
No one can stand you

Ever since your baby took off
With you clinging to its side
You forgot that luck is what made you
And you let it eat your insides
Good thing you have a little power now
Otherwise no one would need you
Oh yeah, they’re knocking down your door now
So eager to meet you
But they can’t stand you

I can’t stand you
Track Name: Started A War
The rain it did pour
She’s storming out the door
Slamming her boots against the floor
She’s doing everything with force
I started a war
And all I said was nothing

She caught me at a bad time
Didn’t like what was on my mind
She criticized for my crimes
La di da da di da da di die
I started a war
And all I said was nothing

So go on let the silence fly around the room
Because all I said was nothing to you

The sun it did shine
She’s fuming from her eyes
You tell me all the time
I’ve got to speak my goddamn mind
I started a war and all I said was…

So go on let the silence fly around the room
Because all I said was nothing to you
Track Name: Don't Mind The Lion
Oh, she smoked herself into oblivion
Oh, her teeth are like the daisies in the yard
Colors pouring out her eyes
With hips and a heart on trial

Crawl into my bed beneath the redwood tree
Don’t mind the lion, he’s sweet as can be
Just stare into my eyes
Let your life pass me by
I’ve never done this before

Oh, she dances alone naked in the snow
Oh, her cheeks are like a Japanese sun
I wonder how she’s still alive
Juggling knives with other knives

Crawl into my bed beneath the redwood tree
Don’t mind the lion, he’s sweet as can be
Just stare into my eyes
Let your life pass me by
I’ve never done this before
Track Name: All The Punks Are Domesticated
All of the punks are domesticated
All of the freaks have gone to bed
All of the pioneers are saved for
Information tech
Or wrinkled and dead
They’re dead
Now every room is sterilized
All risk is paralyzed
Meanwhile, the pop tarts climb the pop charts
The blood clots block your heart parts
And no one really has anything to say

All of the rockstars are behind the bar
Serving computers with acoustic guitars
It’s a travesty
Rock and roll matinee
Songs about sunny days
Or love in a pretty way
All of our expression is uniform
All of our food is mostly chloroform
It’s not even a secret
It’s easily accessible
Just like anything on the planet
And no one really minds
It’s just a sign of the times
To numb your dime a dozen mind
In a world that gave everyone a voice
We have no other choice
We’re all so important
Tell me about yourself
Tell me about yourself
Tell me about yourself
I will be forgotten in two generations
What will have been my big mark?
A couple little tears dangling in the dark
An impressive collection of digital remarks
An apple falls at the park
Where your body lay
Deep within the clay
It’s just another day
Where all of the punks are domesticated, all the freaks have gone to bed.