Escape From the Meat Market

by The Whiskey Predicament

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All songs written, performed and recorded by Nate.

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released 16 December 2013

This record is dedicated to Ma.

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Track Name: Saturday Comes
G-------------------------------A-------------------------------------C
I don't care what I do today, I don't care how I have to pay
------------------------------G-----------------------------
I'll laugh at anything, long as you see my feet are going
G----------------------------------A------------------------------------C
I don't care how I have the right, no matter who I have to fight
-------------------------------G----------------------------
I'll laugh at anything, long as you see my feet are slowing

G------------------------------------
Saturday comes, it's much too dear,
---A--------------------------------
to spend it doing anything here
---C----------------------------------
I'll take it on back, tomorrow I'll see,
---G------------------------------
just why you're looking so sparkly
----G-------------------------------
And all those barbecuing fools,
----A----------------------------------
will march out of their swimming pools
---C-------------------------------------
Diswayed when they see you and me,
----G----------------------------
this lovely secret community

G------------------------A----------------------------------C
Now give it all to me, don't you live in poverty,
---------------------------G-----------------------
don't you we don't know, we don't need a reason
G--------------------------------A-----------------------------------C
And when you take my hand, don't say anything so grand
-------------------------------------D-----------
Just say anything.. anything.. Anything!!

G----------------------------------------
Saturday comes, we'll drink some beers,
------A-----------------------------------
That debonair flair, we'll keep it right here
------C-----------------------------------
When everybody stares tomorrow I'll know
----G-----------------------------------------
just what about this just makes me glow and
G--------------------------
All those barbecuing fools
----A-----------------------------------
will march out of their swimming pools
---C----------------------------------
Displaced when they see you and me
-----G-------------------------------
And aren't you looking so smiley?

G--------------------------A------------------------------------C---
Now give it all to me, but don't give anything for free
-------------------------------------G-----------------------
Don't you, we don't know, we don't need a reason
G---------------------------------A-------------------------------C----
And when you take my hand, don't say anything too grand
--------------------------------------D----------
Just say anything.. anything.. Anything!
Track Name: Disco Christmas
-----------Em-----------------------------------------------Am-----
Well it's Christmas Eve in the Minnesota flats off Highway 94
----------------------D----------------------------C-----------
You got these two scrubby chums in the St. Paul slums
------------------Em-----------------------
And they're looking for a Christmas score
--------------Em----------------------------------------------
Well the room is bare, cause you know nobody cares enough
---------Am-------------------
to hang those stockings here
--------------D---------------------C-------
But the colored lights, are a dream tonight
-----------Em---------------
It's a Disco Christmas year.

<chorus>
-----------------Em----------------------------------------------
And all the snow is gonna show, and the winds are gonna blow
--------------Am--------------------
With a little knock on the door
-----------------------D-------------------------C
Well Santa makes the drop, and it's all they got
-----------Em---------------
It's a Disco Christmas score!
-----------------Em----------------------------------------------
And all the snow is gonna show, and the winds are gonna blow
--------------Am--------------------
With a little bag of Christmas cheer
-----------------------D-------------------------C
And when the sleigh bells ring, it's a dirty thing
-----------Em---------------
It's a Disco Christmas year!

Well, there ain't no presents, tree or guests or turkey here to see
Just a whiskey fifth, and a Christmas list
With the only one thing they need
And they hope that Santa's Mustang travels safely through the night
Though the thrill is gone, but the itch is strong
They're gonna scratch this Christmas right

<chorus>

This feel good Santa skips the chimney, and gives the door a rap
But this denim-wear and the stringy hair,
has got that feel good Christmas sack
And these scrappy chums in the St. Paul slums, that prayed for snow in here
Good tidings nigh, catch a holiday high
It's a white Christmas this year

<chorus>
Track Name: Better Than Before
(Capo on fret 8)

G----------------------------------------------------------------Em
Would you turn your back on the thrill of the open road?
---------------C-------------------D-----
With your brothers lighting cigarettes,
----------G-----------------D
in the shining sun so bold
G------------------------------------------------------------Em
But would you play your tunes in empty halls for dimes?
--------------C----------------------------D-----
Fighting hunger pains with the Mary Jane now,
G-------------------D
just to pass the time
C-----------------------------------------------------G
And the local drunks will fight you just for fun
C-----------------------------------
And the van is smelling poorly from
G-----------------------D
the sweat of everyone
------------------------G-----------------------------------Em
But would you step into the thrill of the open road?

C D G

<chorus>
------------C-------------D------------------G-------------------Em
And it's just like the nightime, it'll turn you drunk and fighting
----------C---------------------D-------------------G
in the rain, and leave you bleeding on the floor
--------------C--------------D------------G---------------------Em
And it's just like the ocean, it'll crash and leave you broken
--------Am-----------------D-------------------------G--C--G
But somehow you're better than you were before

G----------------------------------------------------Em
Would you dive into a love that wouldn't last?
------------------C------------------D-----
Would you mope away on a future day,
-------G---------------D
still living in the past?
---------------G------------------------------------------Em
Would you jump into a love with star-crossed fears?
----------------C-----------------------------D----------
Would you hold her tight when the end was right there,
G---------------------D
ringing in your ears
C--------------------------------------------G
And you feel so empty sleeping all alone
-------------C-------------------------------
And you curse the day when you cast away
--------G--------------------------D
your best friend from your home
---------------------G-----------------------------------Em
But would you jump into a love that wouldn't last?

C D G

<chorus>
And it's just like the nightime, it'll turn you drunk and fighting
in the rain, and leave you bleeding on the floor
And it's just like the ocean, it'll crash and leave you broken
But somehow you're smarter than you were before

G------------------------------------------------------Em
Would you occupy the streets of Oakland now?
------------------C---------------------D
Would you declare yourself American
--------G------------------D
Dissatisfied and proud!
------------------G-----------------------------------------Em
Would you march into that park to fight those banks?
-------------------C---------------------------D---
Would you bend your knees when security starts
G------------------D
calling in the tanks?
-----------------C-------------------------------G
And they'll headlock you for saying anything
------------C----------------------------
And the pepper spray will blow this way
---------------G-------------------D
And your eyes get red and sting
---------------------G------------------------------------Em
But would you occupy the streets of Oakland now?

C D G

<chorus>
And it's just like the nightime, it'll turn you drunk and fighting
in the rain, and leave you bleeding on the floor
And it's just like the ocean, it'll crash and leave you broken
But somehow you're stronger than you were before
Track Name: Greasy Machines
Chords: E A D A E A D A E (repeat all the way through)

I see you through the looking glass, through the jokes and the jive and the rat-pack class
I see you through the looking glass, through the looking out glass I see!
I see you in the morning light, when the blurry night's way out of sight
I see you in the morning light, in the morning light's sight I'll see!

<chorus>
And you're being a man with a smoke in your hand
And the plan's going grand in the fantasy land
And the pork and the beans and the greasy machines
And you're smirking on the side all day!
And the guys and the fries and the cyanide lies
And their eyes don't cry and their lives don't die
And this guy's so high
It's the poor man's lie
And you're drinking all the night away!

I see you through the looking glass, through the looking glass and that short-lived cash
I see you past the lazy flash, through the looking out glass I see!
I see you in the morning light, when the lights and the height have taken flight
I see you in the morning light, in the morning light sight I'll see!

<chorus>

I see you through the looking glass, through the jokes and the jive and the rat-pack class
I see you through the looking glass, through the looking out glass I see!
I see you in the morning light, when the blurry night's way out of sight
I see you in the morning light, in the morning light's sight I'll see!
Track Name: The Architect Song
(Capo on fret 2)

D G D G D G A
D G D G D A D A D

D----------------------------------------
I don't want to grow up to be a preacher
--------------G----------------------------------D
Shouting sermons from the stage all the day
---------------G--------------------------D-------------
You gotta be a model man for the people in the steeple
--------G---------------------A
And practice what you preach
-------D----------------------------------
I don't want to grow up to be a preacher
-----------------G------------------------------------D
And have to answer all the neighborhood's needs
----------G------------------------D--------
But I'd preach to you if you wanted me to
--------------A-----------------------------D
Cause I like it when you listen to me
--------------A-----------------------------D
Cause I like it when you're hearing me!

D G D G D G A
D G D G D A D A D

I don't want to grow up to be a lawyer
And have to argue with the suits all the day
For every client goes free, there's another three
on the chain gang slaving away
I don't want to grow up to be a lawyer
And have to drown it all in vodka drinks
But I'd argue with you if it was fun to do,
Cause it matters to me what you think
Cause it matters to me what you think!

<breakdown>
I want to draw the buildings, build the drawings
Additions, signs and houses always
Families, communities, I want to leave a town behind
this life, I'll leave something behind

I don't want to grow up to be the mayor
Slapping backs and raising money all the night
And everybody wants to chat with the big top hat
And try to get their bread buttered right
I don't want to grow up to be the mayor
There's failing schools and there's crime at the port
But I'd appropriate funds if you wanted it done
You can count on my full support
You can count on my full support!

<breakdown>
I want to draw the buildings, build the drawings
Additions, signs and houses always
Families, communities, I want to leave a town behind
this life, I'll leave something behind

I want to grow up to be an architect
And design an elementary school
And I could draw all the walls and talk to the builders
Yes I think it could be cool
I want to grow up to be an architect
So I could try a hospital design
And I could make us a home where we could be alone
Yes I think that it'd be pretty fine
Well I think that it'd be pretty fine!
Track Name: Take the Camaro
G---------------------------D-----------
Well take the Camaro, I don't care, oh
C-----------------------------D-------------------G
catch those keys and have a swell time cruising
G-----------------------------D-----------
Well here's another 20, should be plenty
C-------------------------D-------------------G
Stop by Rick's but don't over do the boozing

C-----------------------------D
I remember back in the Ohio
---------------G---------------------------D----
When the kids would play in the watering hole
C--------------------------------------------D---
Then we'd drink some beers at the Jackson's bar
-------------G-------------------------D
And I'd drive back home in my old man's car

Well take the Camaro, I don't care, oh
catch those keys and have a swell time cruising
Well pick up Mary if you like her
We got the hammock if you two need snoozing

I remember back in the Ohio
When we'd hit that old-time movie show
Then we'd throw some dice in the lot next door
And we'd dance all night till we hit the floor

C-------------D
No one's afraid
C-----------------D
We're all rich today
C------------------D
Why can't we stay?
C--------------------D
We've all got it made!

Well take the Camaro, I don't care, oh
catch those keys and have a swell time cruising
Well here's another 20, should be plenty
Stop by Rick's but don't over do the boozing

I remember back in the Ohio
When the kids would play in the watering hole
Then we'd drink some beers at the Jackson's bar
And I'd drive back home in my old man's car

Well take the Camaro, I don't care, oh
catch those keys and have a swell time cruising!!
Track Name: Don't Look Back
D----------------------------A-------------------------Em
You leave the office all right, on a hot Friday night
----------------------------A---------------
There's a vodka in sight, going downtown
D-----------------------------A----------------------------------------Em
But in the dark Boston streets, you never know who you'll meet
-------------------------A--------------------
On the brick alleyways when you come round
D--------------------------------A-----------------------------Em
You see the black-suited guys, with their fedoras and ties
----------------------------------A-----------
From the newspapers, famous for violence
D---------------------------A---------------------------------Em
Just this one ugly time, you had to witness that crime
------------------------------------------A-----------
Then you ran, now they would kill for your silence

<chorus>
D---------------------------------------A---
Don't you think you're gonna leave me
----------Em--------------------A
Say don't look back, don't look back!
D----------------------------A
Don't you even try to free me
--------Em--------------------A---------
Say don't look back, don't look back!
D--------------------------------A---
If you do, they're gonna bleed me!
--------Em------------------A---------
Say don't look back, don't look back!
D------------------------------A---
I'm gonna go with you, believe me
------------Em---------------------A---------
In that train out West, that new day's calling

It's a Federal case, and the exposure is great,
say the men from the Bureau, we need you-
To point your finger in court, no we have to resort,
to put the killers away 'fore they kill you
But since their reach is so wide, into a program you'll hide
There's no contact with sisters or friends too
Kiss them goodbye on the cheek, but now it's your time to speak
Is there anyone who wants to come with you?

<chorus>

I'm gonna hop on the train, and get a strange new name
There's no choice in the matter I tell you
What kind of world would it be, here if if I couldn't see
all the teeth that you show when I smell you?
We'll build a family around a nice New Mexican town
Then after beers you'll your head on my shoulder
I'd rather take my chance now, so I won't have to know how,
how bad I'd want those things I'd miss when I'm older!
Track Name: Plug It!
Chords:
G C G D C G

Plug it!

Well plug it real good like you know you should tonight
You wanna plug it so bad, like you’ve ever had tonight
Well plug it thick and plug it lean-
Plug it like they do in a magazine, just plug it!

Well plug it up high and plug it down low alright
We’ll plug it on the radio tonight
Well plug it sick and plug it well
Plug it like you’re running out of hell, just plug it!

We’ll plug it in your run-down shack today, hooray
We’ll plug it in your Cadillac today
Well plug a kiss and plug a hug-
Plug it like the last thing you ever plug, just plug it!
Track Name: Escape From the Meat Market
Chords:
Em (two measures)
Am (one measure)
B7 (one measure)
Repeat through whole song

All these people!
All these- people!

We're on a trip to the meat market, now tell me how we're gonna do it, how we're getting through it?
They got some style and some mild wit, but now they got to prove it- how they gonna do it?
They got their guys on every corner right?
With a cat that's cool, and an atrocious fool
And now we're gonna hear em sing tonight!
Why don't we try it, and buy it, and do it till the morning!

<chorus>
All these people!
You look around and then you see so much how they're all so equal
All these people!
You look around and then you see so much how they're not so equal
All these people! We're living on the second floor above a liquor store
All these people! And if we read it good, they'll treat us like they should

We're gonna try to quit the meat market, you know these jokers look familiar, you think they're gonna kill you
You've seen the coverage, you're sick of it
You know it's not that shocking, all it is is talking!
Why don't you try to close your eyes and sleep?
In the streets today, it's a sweaty parade
But you know you can't escape the heat
Why you try it, then buy it, and do it till the morning!

<chorus>
All these people!
You look around and then you see so much how they're all so equal
All these people!
You look around and then you see so much how they're not so equal
All these people! You live in paradise, if you can make it right.
All these people!

We're going back to hit the meat market, they ain't no second class Jimmys, not gonna split the winnings
You shift around and it's a decent fit
So let's go and get the boys in, c'mon and pick your poison!
And all the money's flowing in tonight!
We got the LA hipsters and Nebraska twisters
When all the dancing citizens unite
Why don't you try it, and buy it, and always get em next time!

<chorus>
All these people!
You look around and then you see so much how they're all so equal
All these people!
You look around and then you see so much how they're not so equal
All these people! Go ahead and pull it good, you might be understood
All these people!
Track Name: Open Up the Gates
G-------------------------------------------C-------------
We're a law abiding people, but not all the laws are equal
--------G--------------------------------------------D
And knowing that we've threatened to be great.
--------G------------------------------------------------C-------------
From buses, school and baseball teams, the freedom marches made the dream
---------G---------------------D-----------------G
come true you know we opened up the gates
G---------------------------------------------C-----------------
When human nature took a fall the better part did hear the call,
G--------------------------------------D
collectively we lifted up the weight,
-----------G--------------------------C---------------
But it's still a little shaky, cause a lot of us are flaky
-----------G----------------D-------------G
So let's hurry up and open up the gates.

<chorus>
C-----------------------------------------------G---------
And the sky's a little bluer when we look into the future
------------------------------Em-----------D
And approach it with a little bit of grace
---------------G-----------------
Cause it'll happen soon or later
--------------C-------------
so you'd do yourself a favor,
-----------G---------------D--------------G
If you'd go ahead and open up the gates

Well the good don't always win it, and the contractors admit it
when the senators they bought go vote for war.
But they ignore the one on poverty, at home it really bothers me
When lobbyists are slipping out their doors
And from occupy to Arab spring, there are noble movements floundering
But basic liberties we satiate
And though the bank still steals your money, and the Egyptian army's bloody
We still know how to open up the gates

<chorus>

Well we fixed the military, but not the basic right to marry
But it's probably coming sooner than it seems
And if he knew you helped us win the game, your grandson wouldn't be ashamed,
So go ahead and quit that losing team
And the party's kind of stupid if the list is too exclusive
And your friends inside they're sinners and they're saints
Maybe the hosts will understand it if the guests they all demand it
Let's tell em they should open up the gates!

<chorus>