Running To The Moon (LP - 2016)

by Smokey Joe & The Kid

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released May 2, 2016

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Track Name: Six Feet Below (Feat. Pigeon John)
Closing the casket on me
My eyes wide open seeing in the dark
And when they lower me underneath all six feet
Suddenly I had a strong urge to talk
They call me Johnny on the double double vision in trouble
Always caught in a cuddle plotting schemes in a huddle
Bagging up all the rubble stepping in all the puddles
And even if they hate it deep down they ‘gon love you
I never told the truth and in that I’m lying
But what is the proof if a man is defining
And here’s a silver lining a second chance at hiding
Love is aloof in a poof its comes riding
Girl you know I love you
I gotta card up my sleeve just to bug you
I know it’s hard to leave so I hug you
But love only let’s go so salud
and let’s toast and set the city aflame
I know it’s easier to point the blame
From now on it’ll never be the same
We’ll hold hands and we’ll sing in the rain
Without a wish for the weather to change

Bury me six feet (5x)
Why don’t you bury me six feet
Bury me six feet (4x)
Bury me six feet below
Bury me six feet below

You do hate me, don’t you Johnny
I don’t think you have any idea how much
Hate is very exciting emotionally (what?)
I hate you too Johnny (what?!)
I hate you so much (uh huh)
I think I’m going to die from it

Addicted to the Cha Cha drawn to the fire
Elixir in the water only fans the desire
I want to take you higher balance on the wire
A thousand feet up in a tux I admire
Soak in the lava my yachts at the harbor
Dinner for two in a pursuit of your pajamas
Make up on my collar cologne on the Wonder Bar
I wanna make you holler then pretend that I never saw
Love is in the air but lust is on the riverboat
Crime without a care, a brick that will never float
Locked to the safe key under the tongue
You might as well get it while you’re still young
And make sure ya hum while you take it all in
When the push comes the shove will never end
So let’s pretend the dream is over, awake and never sober
The devil lives in heaven and his hand is on your shoulder

Closing the casket on me
My eyes wide open seeing in the dark
And as they lower me underneath all six feet
Suddenly I had a strong urge to talk
They call me Johnny on the double
Yeah they call me Johnny on the double
They call me Johnny on the double
Double trouble

Bury me six feet (5x)
Why don’t you bury me six feet
Bury me six feet (4x)
Bury me six feet below
Bury me six feet below
Track Name: Bank Holiday (Feat. Ua Tea)
At last it's summer, i returned to gather the aquatics flowers, stumbling over the same polished pebbles, where we had tread together. I was alone, your image close to me, and i have to confess, i miss you. Crying soft tears, even though my heart is happy, it will be my secret, tender in silence. At last it's summer, i returned to gather the aquatics flowers, stumbling over the same polished pebbles, where we had tread together. I was alone, your image close to me, and i have to confess i miss you. I'll say nothing, i'll stay like like this, crying soft tears.
Track Name: Prohibition (Feat. Yoshi)
COUPLET 1

-J'suis pas connu dans la noblesse mais no stress God bless
-les cotelettes et les paupiettes les grosses fesses et les topless
-Les cocktails bien dosés les girafes de Chouffe
-Les couplets bien posés et les beats fats de ouf
-Les teufs entre potos les belles entrecôtes au-
-Tour d'un verre de pinard d'un quelconque quel que soit le coteau
-J'aime prendre l'apéro tôt et vu qu'j'ai pas d'moto
-Boire ou conduire fallait choisir? Y'avait pas photo

-J'bois pas à outrance au bout d'trente verres j'suis bien
-Au bout d'une quarantaine j'ai l'accent mexicain
-Au bout d'cinquante j'péta l'premier verre qui vient
-Au soixantième je te parle du complot reptilien
-Je refais le monde avec mes parigos accoudé au comptoir
-J'avais déjà commencé mon histoire dehors sur le trottoir
-Avant d'entrer dans l(e)bar j'ai fini ma canette
-Puis je me suis gratté les couilles avant d'aller piocher dans les cacahuètes

-Barman n'oublie pas mon mètre de shots
-Tu peux même en mettre 4 vu qu'j'suis avec 2 potes
-Faut que j'les cogne qu'on célébre ainsi l'été
-J'ai comme une envie de me mettre en état d'ébriété
-lancer des WAAAW comme ça pour l'plaisir
-lancer des CHAT BITE comme ça sans prévnir
-Ouais j'ai la con mais que veux tu je m'aime comme ça
-Tu bois pas et tu m'trouves chelou? Ca m'étonne pas

COUPLET 2
-Tu peux me trouver dans les p'tits bars à téter des nibards
-Hilare oui car j'suis l'pire des vicelards
-Du lundi soir jusqu'au dimanche matin
-Je bois pour oublier qu'ce monde est rempli d'immenses catins
-Mais J'veux pas noyer mes soucis, j'fais boire mes joies
-En buvant de la bière dans un p'tit bar Liégeois
-Après ça je fais du mal à mes gars
-quand j'arrive sur la piste dansant la macarena

-L'alcool te rend beau? Moi il m'rend beauf gars comme
-Quand ya plus de rhum et que j'enchaine a la vodka pomme
-Pour la promo d'l'album Le gros Dino s'la donne
-Et entame un moonwalk à faire palir ce pauvre jackson
J'tourne sur la tête nan ma tête tourne
ce que tu bois ou que tu vois dis toi qu'moi j'ai l'double
J'vois ptet trouble mais j'ai toujours un oeil avisé
qui surveille ma jolie bouteille ne t'avise pas d'la tiser

L'alcool me réchauffe à moi l'alaska
On ne peut pas boire au travail donc je n'travaille pas
J'fais des concerts que pour les caterings j'aime qu'on m'donne a manger
Vu que mon budget est allégé par mes rhums arrangés
j'remplace ton boss déchu j'vois tous tes potes déçus
Dis leur bien qu'ici c'est Big Yosh qui botte des culs
Avec ses abdos kro et ses pecs la mauny
Invite le a ton apéro s'tu veux connaitre la folie
Track Name: So Sexy (Feat. Blake Worrell)
VERSE 1
She got them lips that I'm itchin' to kiss
She got a lotta love that she's willing give
She got a good sense of what I'm talkin' about
She got a little thing about me makin' up sounds
She got booga wooga that I love touch
She got a funny way of playin' officer bitch
She got a little grin that be makin' think
She got friend there too that be willin' to play
She got a cool style that she rock on the block
She got a big smile that be makin' laugh
She got a walk so cute -I wanna hold her hand
She got skin so smooth -I wanna be her man
She got a wild thing goin' with her hair it's the best
She got a way she make moves that I love watch
She got legs so long I like to see them cross
She got a dress so hot it seem to make -ahhh! Ahhh! aahh!
CHORUS
You lookin' so sexy you make me so crazy
BRIDGE
I get so stupid when I lookin' at they woowoo
I wanna wiggy wiggyi uh -what?
I make 'em silly when I ticklin' they moomoo
they want dippy dippy -huh!
Oh my there's just so many
choices I can't just simply
choose one
they all got some
thing 'bout them that I love so much ohhhhh
VERSE 2
She got helluva look
She got killer way that she movin' to this
She got me thinkin' things that I'd never of thought
She got me in a strange way messin' me up
BRIDGE 2
I can't go on this way no
she got me on that voodoo
I'm goin' loose my mind ayayayayay
CHORUS
You lookin' so sexy you make me so crazy
Track Name: The Gravel Sack Incident (Feat. A.S.M)
F Payson, GT Malone
Case file 453
The Gravel Sack Incident

As tradition dictates.. It started with a dame
Bout a month back claimed to seek shelter from the rain and
F Payson even called it on the spot “black raven”
Hence the present time palaver headlights to the harbour

Thick smoke.. Fog lies heavy on the docks
Cigarettes glow from the corner where they stock the crops
Shots of the scotch no rocks
Straight from the hip-flask glance at the clock tock-

Tick-ing indicating that the operation saving black raven
Is a go stroll down to the yachts
Something doesn’t smell quite right - gas cooker
Laced with the faint perfume of high-class hooker

Veronica, quite the looker
The wail of violin harmonics echo in the harbour
Hook a left and leave mental image resting in my brain
Just in case we bust the case and must escape

Board the vessel, sense the millions
Malone and Payson handshaking through the minions
And in this line of business the trick is to...
"Wait Pays, look, the staircase! the Princess!"

CHORUS
Where the snakes rub shoulders with the kings
Every minute in the midst makes it harder to clock
Who's who in the cesspool sink or swim
Shark fins circling the block

X2

Lucky us, the princess is the boss' only offspring
The reason 20 unsuited suiters lie in coffins
Grim stories over gin of their demises
Requires this sire outside for oxygen

As we walk on to the dim lit deck
Necks almost twist to check through the mist
A swiftly approaching boat in the distance
Mysterious from the hull to the engines

Truth.. I make it 4 silhouetted suits on the approach yo
Throwing out a rope between the boats so
We infer quick, judging by the pattern of the pack
2 leads in the front.. plus the muscle in the back that pack the

briefcase…. mink-laced.. black leather gloves clutch
Subtle stir of tension in the nerves of the lady dove
It maybe love… Siberian clime frosty
Diamond sacks… Liberian mine sourced

CHORUS

The grand finale crowned with a curtain drop
Couldn't know Veronica's a hurting cop
Heels never Birkenstock, twerking ¬up the dance floor
Working hard and finally reveals her work of art

Stern and smart delivery of boss arrest, no sympathy
The man she knew by skin of D, stripped of being free, consequences
On the fence of how to proceed
When a glimpse of the pimps with the diamonds reveal

Ey yo, they’re breaking out, over the rail
Into the lifeboat as slugs rain, heard a voice bellow through the hail
“It’s Smokey Joe and the Kid!” infamous, wanted by Interpol
For decades… Jewel thieves top of the list

The mist clears, and there within the bath of the floodlights
Snagged a bag of diamonds of the blood-type, marauders
Briefly caught their eyes across the water
Grabbed the gravel sack quick then dipped with the daughter

CHORUS x2
Track Name: Yesterday is Gone (Feat. Waahli)
Verse 1
Can I ctl alt delete my day & prolly just start a new one
Sun is brighter for my neighbour eating sorbet
Morning cup of coffee 1st sip missed my mouth
From 2 inches dropped it floor thank god i have no carpet/
Looking to the mirror reflection is still sleeping
Corruption on the daily copulate the headline /
But yesterday must be greater than tomorrow/
But yesterday seemed to be filled with sorrow/

Chorus:
Yesterday was greater than today, so they say x 3
So they say! They saaaaaaaaaay!

Verse 2
Up bright and early here’s a price for you nerdy
See My brain stays sunny, never once chase a bunny
i wish i found a brown paper bag leaning for me
but last I seen it was destined to a deputy
Im late for work i can find my keys, I’m sweating bullet,
The corporation owns forest who lends the money
Im daily throwing freebies, with a bag full of candie
With some confidence on the plate, im bond to hit a birdie
Bumping jay elect ,my favourite is candyman
Why we Feed the idiot box just like a bag of sand/
Rapping to my wall paint a picture so clear
Spin the wheel, staying focus and also stay near
trust the process and do more and say less
leave the door open and let in some fresh some air
But yesterday must be greater than tomorrow/
But yesterday seemed to be filled with some sorrow/


Chorus: Outro
Yesterday was greater than today, so they say x 7
So they say! They saaaaaaaaaay!