Sweetly EP

by Mercy Choir

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Sweetly 02:11
All the roses and the simple picture poses that she sent to you All the crying and the lying left you dying for a another view Or another clue Something laid out neatly Cause if she really loved you she would tell you sweetly She tried to hit you but she swung and then she missed you and she broke her hand She tried to hold you but you laughed because she told you that she loves your band She doesn’t understand She missed the point completely If she really loves your songs she would say so sweetly
Cage Act #23 02:39
Since you've been around I can't touch the ground I can't fill an empty hole with sound The fruit on the trees turned to brown You're sure to be late When you're waiting there for Kate Her once perfect posture isn't great Her spine used to be proud and straight Her face deteriorating at an even quicker rate Oh I'm a typical type of a man There are others with similar plans And how I will end is like how I began Since you've been awake I've swam in your wake And drank all the water in the lake We've both done the hippy hippy shake I've learned to decorate a birthday cake You're sure to be blue If you mail Peggy Sue The address she gives out isn't true You can't find her no matter what you do Her passport is under review She hates anyone who doesn't share her point of view Oh I'm a typical type of a guy I'm sure you find someone nearby With a beard and sunglasses if you're willing to try
well the angel in the rain had a habit to complain about the purity of the cocaine but she says she’ll learn now what she didn’t learn then when we get our shit together again Well the boy in new york took a road with a fork like so many other young men he told his young wife he’d stay with her for life when we get our shit together again here we are well the folk singer’s beard got grey and got weird but he still scrawled out words with his pen no one knows his name but he’ll still play the game when we get our shit together again
Free the drummer Let him out I can't even talk about How long he's been locked away I wonder if he's still able to play I woke up in the morning and I said to my wife, “Well, I’ve done everything and some things twice.” And as I took another sip of my morning brew, she said, ‘I can think of one thing you never do.” She said, “ you never play drums like you used to do. “ I thought about it for a minute, I said, “you know, that’s true. Let’s get in the car and go.” We took a ride down to the music store, I said, “hello sir, I know I look poor, but I saved a little cash so I can buy a set of drums, I used to play a lot and I know it sounds dumb, but I’d like to start up again.” He said, “right this way.” “I sat down behind a shiny new kit, the bass drum said “LUDWIG” and I said, “shit, you don’t even need to hand me a stick.” I said, “this is the one I’m gonna pick. “ So I handed the man some cash. “Throw it in the truck, Daddy-o.” The minute I got home I set em up in my room, the snare drum went CRACK the bass drum went BOOM, the cymbals vibrated my neck and spine, I opened up a bottle of Burgundy wine, I said, “this sounds alright to me.” And I started to feel free. I was playing 6/8, I was playing 4/4, until I heard a bunch of knocks on my front door, when I opened it up, I saw it was the cops, they said, “you’re playing too loud and you gotta stop.” I said, “you don’t understand, officer. I ain’t hurting no one.” I shut the door and I went on my way, but they just knocked again when they heard me play, and this time they were mad. I said, “what in the world did I do this time? As far as I know playing drums ain’t a crime.” They said, “your crime is disturbing the peace.” I said, “no my crime is disturbing police.” They put me in cuffs. They took me away. I guess it wasn’t my day.


"If you've lost track of what Paul Belbusti (aka Mercy Choir) is up to these days, that's OK. It's fine if you haven't heard about the current live lineup of Mercy Choir that is electrifying audiences all over the Northeastern United States. It's no big deal if you missed PPIANO, the instrumental, free-improv cassette released earlier this year. Don't panic if you aren't up to date on the latest release schedule which allegedly includes even more EPs and full lengths in the near future.

For now, enjoy Sweetly. It's a another new, solo, home recorded gem that somehow sounds like no other Mercy Choir release, yet manages to sound like absolutely no one else but." - dlr


released September 23, 2014

written, performed, and recorded by paul belbusti.
mastered by dan abatemarco: speakonion.com


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Mercy Choir is the musical project of Paul Belbusti, a person from the New Haven, Connecticut area of the United States of America.

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