SARNIA BOYS

by John Pippus

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SARNIA BOYS is David Puzak and John Pippus.
www.sarniaboys.com

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released November 3, 2016

Produced by David Puzak
Words and music: David Puzak and John Pippus

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John Pippus Vancouver

"He has a gift for making us believe that he's been down the road and around the block, and is still kickin' it.” Shelley Gummeson, Earshot Magazine,

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Track Name: ARE WE FALLING APART
my hand is shaking
the whiskey is gone
there’s nothing left between us
i think that’s what you said

where you gonna go to
when the wings come off
what am i to you now
are we falling apart?

you’re a vision for the ages
i’m a soldier in the field
you’re blinded by your beauty
and i’m dying for the cause
but chance is on my side
cuz i’m still on the run

where you going to end up
when you're body is done
what am i to you now
are we falling apart?


where you gonna go to
when the wings come off
what am i to you now
are we falling apart?

where you gonna go to
when the wings come off
what am i to you now
are we falling apart?
are we falling apart?
Track Name: I FOUND YOU OUT
When I first met you
You were always running people down
I was right there laughing
I was just your little clown

I found you out
You’re nothing but a snake
I found you out
You’re gonna reap just what you sow

I heard someone say to me one time
You’re known by the company that you keep
Well I wanna look in the mirror
And like the guy that I see

chorus

I told all my friends about you
Told them you’re nothing but a low rent whore
A back stabbing liar too
Now they know the score

inst.

You said you did it for the drama
Just to get your kicks
You don’t know nothing ‘bout integrity
Now i don’t know what makes you tick, woman

chorus

Hey I found you out
You better take your bad news out of town
Be gone woman



© 2014 David Puzak and John Pippus
Track Name: CRUSH THE FEAR
Can’t believe it happened
Can’t believe he’s here
Self important dummkopf
Stoking all our fears

Silent conversations
Tension in the air
Can’t trust the president
Bad omens everywhere

It’s getting heavy… crush the fear
It’s getting real now… crush the fear

History is written
Bad guys sometimes win
When they game the system
Gotta take them from within

Gonna fight with humour
Gonna fight with truth
We gotta pull together
Until our voice is heard

It’s getting heavy… crush the fear
It’s getting weirder… crush the fear

It seems so clear now
We’re walking on a ledge
And if we fall
We just might end up dead

If you don’t agree
iI he really is your man
Are you gonna wear it
When the shit hits the fan

Crush the fear
It’s getting real now… crush the fear

we’re in a bind its not a time to be silent
the flame of hope is out we’re gonna have to relight it
we wanna end the hate so we have to confront it
can you understand that they want to divide us

it’s not a time to be silent
it’s not a time to be silent
Track Name: NoNON
No NoN

when the shit hits the fan
and you mistake your fellow man
for a loud feeling
double back on the double
and call your mother
your wreckage is real
like a fatal mistake
and the dope is making you sick

(whispering…)
where you ate last
thats the trouble
i think i’m on the bubble
at the door is a rope
why don’t you take it
no NoN (no NoN)

cars zoom and gasp
out their last dying breath
back alley saints ain’t
the ones in the Bible (bible)
It’s all going to fall one day
this edifice of stone
and bone and bricks and dollars
hey there’s a girl (hey)
got my eyes peeled for you darlin’
got my mind of steel
its sort of awake
(mumbled): brown/green kinda mistake

No NoN (no NoN)

(whispering…)
my love is
wet paint for you
tall trees
kiss me. call me larry
my car is solid
but my flesh will know
(indistinct)

crawling on the beach at low tide
man, it’s a whole world out there
the plucking of the strings
is it my phone you hear
or a rocket to mars
in any event it’s over
and i’m the one you wanted
i was just slamming
pay attention pay attention!
i asked her where she was born and she said on a kitchen table in a farmhouse in Saskatchewan


© 2017 John Pippus & David Puzak