Ghost Hits

by Readum & Weepers

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released 07 February 2013

Musicians:
J-Je Weeper - Keyboards, Percussion
Quibeaux Rebelyelle Weeper - Vocals, Bass Guitar
T.C. Weeper - Vocals, Guitars
With additional Percussion by Dusty Readum

Engineered and Mixed by Colin Prins
Produced by Readum & Weepers
Recorded at Mesabilly Headquarters,
Arroyo Grande, CA

©2013 Mesabilly Recordings
All Rights Reserved
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Track Name: Country GIrl
This country town just can't hold a girl like you
So you left with $20 and your favorite high-heeled shoes

Went to the city where you knew you'd be a star
Got a job dancin' at a local corner bar

Got your postcard yesterday, well, you're gonna be a star
Ain't gonna be that little country girl no more
Met a guy he's making movies from his hotel room
Gonna see your name in lights, and you're gonna see it soon

All those guys offer you fortune and fame
But they only love you when you show up with cocaine

Stole your roommate's guitar and you pawned your mamma's pearls
What ever happened to my little country girl?

Got your postcard yesterday, well, you're gonna be a star
Ain't gonna be that little country girl no more
Met a guy he's making movies from his hotel room
Gonna see your name in lights ...

"Had to tell you I'm doin' great out here on my own
Clubbin' in the city sure is fun, not like the broken-down honky-tonks back home

"Met a man and it's gonna happen! I'm finally gonna be a star!
Start filmin' up in room 819 after we meet up at the hotel bar

"Had to run out on my cellphone bill; could you send $500 to the Western Union 'til I get paid?
It takes at least a month for one o' these movies to get made ..."

Got your postcard yesterday, well, you're gonna be a star
Ain't gonna be that little country girl no more
Met a guy he's making movies from his hotel room
Gonna see your name in lights ...

Gonna hear your song tonight
And if things don't work out you can come home to me

© 2013 J. Machamer, L. Litonjua, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: K'Ching (Intro)
Y'all, ol' Pappy Weeper used to say to me, "Quibeaux, the Devil drives a hard bargain. Ain't nothin' wrong with doin' a little barganin' back."

Here in the Weeper clan we like to sing a song about that and it goes a little somethin' like this ...
Track Name: K'Ching
A-one, a-two, one, two ...
FIVE-FOUR-THREE-TWO-ONE-K'CHING!

That girlie's got a swingin' gate|gait and some loose drawers
That girlie's got a swingin' gate|gait and some loose drawers
And when it comes to partyin'
Don't even get me started
She's lettin' 'em in the front and the back doors

Met a man on the web who said, "Let's make a deal!
Thought I'd seen it all, but girlie, you got appeal
All you need's that birthday suit
Pageant smile and them cowboy boots
In no time at all you'll be rakin' 'em in for real!

"What if everytime you came it was like 'K'CHING!'
The world'd be your oyster each and every day!
When push come down to shove
It's easy street when you spread that love
Sign right here you'll be on your way: no work! All play!"

This ain't a fable with a moral, there ain't no use pretending
But, fo' sure it's a story with a happy ending
Don't you worry 'bout her future
As a woman with a past
'Cuz at least she's keepin' herself in Brazilian Wax

What if everytime you came it was like "K'CHING"
Would any road you looked down be your getaway?
Would all that f*ckin' money
Be worth the price you pay
24/7 on display, all work, no play?

Now, all that livin' while you're givin' gives society a big frown
But if it's easy bein' sleazy why would you ever settle down?
Teen, Vixen, Milf, Mature, then Grannie
The gold mine 'tween her legs's uncanny
If it was you you'd dig it 'til your 6-foot in the ground

What if everytime you came it was like "K'CHING"
Would the world be your delicious oyster each and every day?
Would all the love and money be worth the price you pay
To live a life where work is all play?
FIVE-FOUR-THREE-TWO-ONE-K'CHING!

© 2013 L. Litonjua, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: Get it Treated
Last night I had myself a good time
Yeah, I guess I really tied one on
And I done some things, I probably shouldn't have
Yeah, I done some things I knew would piss you off

Last night I had myself some problems
I thought was gonna drink away
Now I got something I gotta tell you
But, darlin', it ain't easy to say

Don't worry
It's gonna be alright
Don't you cry now
I'll get it treated this time
And in one week I'll be cured so dry your eyes
It's just one week and then I'll surely ease your mind
I'll get it treated this time
I'll get it treated this time

Last night, I had myself some whiskey
I thought it might help wash my worries down
Instead I find I've got a brand new set of 'em
And they're so much worse than the ones I tried to drown

Well I knew when you walked in somethin' was shady
Ain't gonna pretend that I'm not hoppin' mad
But I just got a text sayin' "Get your girl parts checked"
Darlin' you ain't the only one that's been bad

Don't worry
It's gonna be alright
Don't you cry now
I'll get it treated this time
And in one week I'll be cured so dry your eyes
It's just one week and then I'll surely ease your mind
I'll get it treated this time
I'll get it treated this time

© 2013 C. Prins, L. Litonjua, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: Weird Shit
Free love and threeways
Deep hips and wide lips
Cheap chicks and one night stand

Girls who wear glasses
And girls with big asses
Who do things I don't undertand

I admit I'm a pervert
With my fair share of issues
And a list of things I adore

But as time slips away
All I can say
Is there's something I love even more

So I'll give up the weird shit for you
I'll be tender and gentle and true
I'll come home every night
There's no need to fight
'Cuz your love is all I'll pursue

There's a mountain of women
Each night in my slumber
Who wait for me in my dreams

But when I awake
Here in your arms
It's your love that's all that I need

Yes I gave up the nightlife
In search of the right life
To learn things I already knew

That the flirting and laughter
And emptiness after
Will never be sweeter than you

So I'll give up the weird shit for you
I'll be tender and gentle and true
I'll come home every night
There's no need to fight
'Cuz your love is all I'll pursue

Inverting crosses
Affairs with my bosses
Mushrooms and blunts and cocaine

Whiskey for breakfast
Hookups on Craigslist
Lovers without a last name

Chakras and Polarity
Reichian Therapy
A Landmark˝ seminar or two

There was something I needed
But now I'm completed
I'll give up that weird shit for you

So I'll give up the weird shit for you
I'll be tender and gentle and true
I'll come home every night
There's no need to fight
'Cuz your love is all I'll pursue

© 2013 J. Machamer, L. Litonjua, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: Interstate Blues
The winter has come and I'm leaving here
I can't stand you anymore
Well these short dark days and lonesome nights
Man, they'd kill me for sure

They'd kill me for sure
I know they would

I loved you before, but not anymore
At least that's what I'm gonna say
Though you hurt me so, you will never know
And that's why I've gone away

Grey skies and rain clouds is all you gave to me
Even if I know that it's a lie
And every time I say it the less true it seems
But I don't want you anymore

You're back at my door
And I'm letting you in

Love breaks you down
Like nothing else could


© 2013 C. Prins, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: Lemoore
Lowdown and lonesome in a laundromat
Lemoore, California
I went looking for my darlin'
I know I left her in there

Now I don't know where she run off to this time

Soon I'll be depraved and dejected and dyin'
Of thirst in some dive
Full of loose women and lifelong hard-luckers
Just waitin' to die

Now, when I came to this place I had two shirts
And when I go, I suspect, I won't have one

I'll pull up that familiar old bar stool
Where I spent so much time
Poppin' pills and blowin' my nose out
Among the dregs and the swine

I'm at home here I guess. I don't mind it

Still these days go by too slow for you I guess
Though I don't know when, I swear to god I will
Soon I'll go somewhere, but right now it's nowhere
I'm just here,
I'm just here

Lowdown and lonesome in Lemoore

© 2013 C. Prins, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: Chambre de Bonne
You asked about the songs we used to sing
Like it's the only thing worth remembering
I gotta say that ain't what comes to mind
For me, its mostly sex and cheap French wine

And wandering in the middle street
Looking for some place to get high
And make each other right
In the city of lights, coated in grime
Running out of time

I wanted so badly to be right
Believe me babe, I done my best, I tried
I don't know what I'm gonna do
I hope it ain't going home without you

I wanted to stay by your side
As long as I could
You said I was no good
Yeah, you made it pretty clear
You didn't want me there
You didn't want me near you

A phone call from a friend far away
Sleeping on the Metro, New Year’s Day
I know it must've been pretty hard to watch
Me rip apart everything I had

If I could take it back I surely would
I guess I misunderstood
You said I was no good
You made it pretty clear
You didn't want me there
You didn't want me near you


© 2013 C. Prins, Mesabilly Recordings. All rights reserved.
Track Name: Swore I'd
Young, dumb, headstrong and highstrung
That could describe us those days
We fought and we frolicked and both for good reason
And now we've got nothing to say

You were an island and I was a sailor
I wept at the sight of your land
And many ports later I still hold so dear
The day my ship hit your sand

See I was no different than most boys my age
I talked to get into your jeans
But now you can see that I'm not 23
I've returned to say what I mean

I swore I'd remember to never forget you
Told you I'd love you always
But oh how the times have changed both of us
But still I mean what I say

Though love from the heart will fade
Love from the soul will stay

Young, dumb, insecure, out for fun
Raised up on tabloids and reality TV
But hard knocks and living, all those visits to prison
Done made, eventually, a realist of me

I thought you was a sailor, and I was your ocean
No matter where you'd run to, the only thing for you was me
But no amount of bitter tears could wash the wear from all these years
Guess even sailors grow weary of wandering at sea

But I swore I'd remember to never forget you
Told you I'd love you always
But oh how the times have changed both of us
But still I mean what I say

Though love from the heart will fade
Love from the soul will stay

© 2013 J. Machamer, L. Litonjua, Mesa Recordings. All rights reserved.