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Lowlife

by Michael Krapovicky

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1.
Lowlife 04:08
Found your dreams in magazines Made cutups from their pasted faces And all the while your own smile Took you to the darkest places You stayed numb and played dumb And honed your antisocial graces The high life – the low-lives Never seem to find The high times -the low-lives Never leave behind You scheme and pipe dream Get rich quick or you’ll die trying You tried the whole time Selling out but they weren’t buying You suit up you shoot up Well designed to keep you flying The high life – the low-lives Never seem to find The high times -the low-lives Never leave behind No they never leave behind Broke up and broke down Your resolve is slowly slipping You give out you give in Down and out and ego-tripping You sold out you hold out And now you spread your wings for clipping The high life – the low-lives Never seem to find The high times -the low-lives Never leave behind No they never leave behind They never leave behind
2.
I’m the weekend warrior and my sword is drawn and raised Potential victims slowly come in focus through the haze. My advances uninvited temptation unrequited There's nothing like a slight to take the wind out of my sails I got nothing –is nothing good enough for you? I got a bottle of wine and a pickup line that never fails I’m nobody’s fool and I’m out of school and I’m telling tales And I’ll be clean and sober Monday morning, but fair warning All is fair in love and war and weekends My chariot’s a shopping cart full of unrecycled cans My home’s a cardboard mansion - but there’s expansion in my plans I got some dreams and wishes, and the right to make demands But when it came time to stand and fight, well, I just turned and ran I got nothing – and nothing gets me down I’m the weekend warrior – and that’s my story Living in the past and holding on to former glory Don’t give away my secret – it’s my fatal weakness I just sit here wishing that the good times never end And I got nothing – and nothing’s in my way
3.
You’ll never be the president; never be that one percent that owns everything You won’t trade with inside men, you won’t cave and you won’t bend the rules for them They won’t trust you with the things that make or break the corporate kings They’ll take all that they can find - through law and lie, tax and tithe... I don’t mean to break your spirit – I just want to break your fall Don’t get caught up in their schemes Sifting through the ashes of the white man’s dream Burn the flag if you need something to keep you warm ‘Cuz you’ve got something to live for. Shoot yourself in the foot to avoid the war Buying low selling high, backroom deals made on the sly Up and down upon a whim –always theirs to lose or win As the markets crash and burn - the poor and weak will feed the furnace Underneath the war machine through mind control, blind and cold I don’t mean to break your spirit –I’ll spirit you away Don’t let them make you pick up the pieces of the games that they play Burn the flag if you need something to keep you warm ‘Cuz you’ve got something to live for. Shoot yourself in the foot to avoid the war ‘Cuz you’ve got something to live for. Even old men on the side of the road drinking wine at nine in the morning Got something to live for. Don’t ever doubt or think that you live without Something to live for… To those that think they pull the strings and got their hands in everything To those who think there is no choice – afraid to speak with their own voice When the rich man’s son is on the front lines – then I’ll think about sending mine Forgive me but I love my son more than I love America I don’t mean to be no traitor I just want to make you see You don’t have to give up your freedoms Just to be free
4.
Sky 04:50
Heading out from my hometown so long ago it seems I journeyed to a western town I’d seen once in a dream A long long way across a land so beautiful and free And high above there was a voice so sweetly calling me The rocky coast is good for most to live out all their days And restless thoughts are often lost or fade away with age But for me security was just a padded cell So to all I‘d come to know I gave a fond farewell I knew some help and comfort in the towns that I would stay And found the charms of open arms some nights along the way But these were not a home or love to last but for a night And I was on the road again upon first morning’s light The road ahead rose like a snake around a mountain side The cliffs with jagged rocks below had claimed a thousand lives The wind that fanned the flame that burned the bridges once I’d pass Brought the rain that hit the ground as hard as shattered glass Lightning crashed and thunder roared -the rain turned into hail I slept beneath that mighty storm so powerless and frail All night long and each day since I’ve had to wonder why What I’d done to bear the hate that poured out from the sky A waterfall that spilled out like the wounds of Jesus Christ Resurrected in a rose whose petals blush the night An early morning rainbow poured its color from the sky And drew its mighty arc across the road less traveled by The visions I had followed there appeared before my eyes And carved in stone the town and home I’d thought I’d never find And thanks I give for there I lived a short and blissful time I never did feel so alone the day I said goodbye I returned to my hometown- please don’t ask me why And now I sit and dream away the days of all my life Don’t you shed a tear for me- and please heed my advice If you dream of new horizons go and don’t think twice The sky will rise against the tide to cool the setting sun And though my journey's at and end, for others just begun A moment’s touch of wanderlust will drive a man to find The path to dreams that others leave to wish on stars and sky
5.
Seasons 05:52
Spring is a carpet of green The sun shines its life-giving beams Awakens the flowering fields A garden of color the sunlight reveals Treasure that the earth yields Summers a fiery dream Cooled by a swim in a stream Dried under cloudless blue skies Fading to nighttime it closes its eyes And the fire subsides Autumns a soft gentle breeze Stirring the shift in the trees Red yellow orange leaves glow And fall to the ground so another may grow As the northern winds blow Winters a blind aching cold Chill cutting down to the soul Sweet dreams in front of the fire Warming our bones till its time to retire As the howling grows higher
6.
Bad Dreamers And their gambling ways Nothing to lose And nothing to gain The thrill of the moment When the horse is ahead Just leaves you empty in the end An easy mark My heart on my sleeve I’m always losing And still I believe One day I’ll be walking On those paved golden streets On the day when Pretty Rose comes in I’m a Bad Dreamer It's bad for my health Feeding the slot machines - more than I feed myself But I got a good feeling –I’m going all in Notify my next of kin When she’s at the start - She’s breathing heavy Let her go boys; she’s always ready Pulling on the reins, open up the gate… I know my Pretty Rose is coming in Bad Dreamers Tattered and torn Bad news coming from the overhead horns Ticket falls from my shaking hand When I hear them say the winner’s name… All the pretty horses – have all crossed the line Gone are the days of roses and wine My Pretty Rose lost by a nose I’ll never say her name again
7.
Loss for words, never heard a better story out of nowhere that I can recall You’ll be an star on the movie screen Before you’re seventeen or not at all Sit and wish for things that you will never hold See how far you’ll get before you get too old You won’t see California with just a taste for gold Keep on trying as the winter comes in cold You’re a star and you look far ahead To the moment in the spotlight as the carpet rolls out red Here’s your scene - up on the movie screen Even though its make-believe it goes right to your head Sit and wish for things that you will never see Got a thousand miles to go before you sleep But you still see California and the golden city’s key But you’ll go without my blessing; there’s nothing there for me Comes a day when the rays of light Come shining on the silver of the painted maple leaves You’ll be back; you won’t burn your bridges You were always wise beyond your dreams Sit and watch the things that you will never touch Out the window heading eastward on the bus You’re leaving California – your dream left in the dust And tell yourself you never really wanted it that much
8.
Here and There I am here and you are there I’m not angry any longer As I cower in the corner Stronger feelings push me to the side Im still weak and it was weeks ago Living in denial only holds a little while Never found a way to reconcile The longing for another life to spoil I am here and you are there And I feel the distance There can be no forgiveness For letting mysteries unveil I am not the all and mighty one That somehow you made me out to be Hard to see how I could have fooled you for so long Just shallow minds waiting for some better times I was here and you were there Poor excuse for conversation I don’t believe in explanations Just hollow sounds in an empty room You were bombed out like a Dresden doll When I came home with the rising sun All your friends were spilled out on the floor Bottle in your hand – I think I understand I am here and you are there As I’ve been all too often From inside the coffin I hammer home the final nail I’m afraid I’ve lost my sense of time My eyes complain as the darkness fades The curtain falls on the last charade And the coat check girl leads you to the world
9.
The city, they cut down the tree; ‘cuz its roots had all died I used to sit with my back to it out of the sun’s blinding eye And wished I had someone to carry my name when I’m gone And tried to define passing time in the lines of a song Its all or nothing ‘Cuz nobody listens To the words to the wise unless they’re disguised in a song You don’t realize you’re truly enlightened Until you find it was something you knew all along The last time you left me I didn’t get out of bed for four days I broke all the records in the jukebox that we used to play I broke my last wineglass reaching for the last sip of wine Wishing that you’d realize what you’d left behind I’m going to quit my job and let my hair grow out long Spend all my days at my desk writing all that is wrong Spend all my nights breaking vows and breaking hearts that aren’t mine And though every word is a lie I’ll be doing just fine

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My first release from 2010 - "Lowlife" re-released here on Bandcamp. Enjoy and pay what you can!!


Acoustic based guitar folk-rock with sharp, poignant lyrics and a laid-back dreamy feel. Songs comprise feelings about love, loss, travel, philosophy, and views on society as it affects the individual.



1.Lowlife - song about friends and their foibles and failed ambitions...

2. Weekend Warrior - song about a would-be Casanova's delusions

3. Something to Live For - a parent's advice

4. Sky - a trip cross-country and back

5. Seasons - ode to spring, summer, autumn and winter

6. Loss For Words - message a lost love seeking her fortune in Hollywood (RPM Challenge 2008)

7. Pretty Rose - a gambler's lament (RPM Challenge 2010)

8. Here and There - a song of a broken relationship (RPM Challenge 2008)

9. *BONUS All or Nothing RPM Challenge 2008. Bruce Hobart on fiddle, Eric Bauer Drums.

credits

released January 1, 2010

Copyright 2010. Music and lyrics by Michael Krapovicky. Recorded, mixed and mastered by layitdown productions. 'Loss for Words' and 'Here and There' initially recorded for the RPM Challenge 2008. 'Pretty Rose' recorded initially for the RPM Challenge 2010. Eric Bauer: percussion on "Pretty Rose" and "Loss For Words." Photos by Eric Bauer. Thanks to Melissa Costa, Mom and Dad, Matt, Narnia, Marcus and Emelia, Eric, Nicole and Will Bauer, The Grumps, Sue and Rick Fournier, David Muise, Ben Leonas, Justin Walton. Scott Rioux and family, Dave Rowe, Thomas J "Bummah" Gurney, and everyone who supported my music over the years.

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