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Honey, Won't You Spare Some Bills (digital)

by Patrick Storedahl

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1.
Dream 03:59 video
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I want to dream… Dream, dream, dream away this pain I don’t want it now Dream… I keep trying to remember to forget how to remember all the mistakes that I have ever made Maybe you could help me darling, can you show me the way I keep messing with the potions and emotions of my life like I’m some crazy alchemist I see those faces from my past and I wonder if they even exist I’m afraid I need a fix darling, can you help me with this I feel eyes upon my staring like I’ve lost all sense of reason and I’m just a fatalist I take everything that’s good and destroy it like some kind of terrorist I want to dream… Dream, dream, dream away this pain I don’t want it now Dream… I keep trying to remember to forget how to remember all the mistakes that I have ever made Maybe you could help me darling, can you show me the way Maybe you could help me darling, can you show me the way I want to dream…dream…dream away I want to dream…dream…dream away I want to dream…dream…dream away
2.
Rub One Out 04:00
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You said, “Hey, hey,” when you woke up late You got nothing to give, you got nothing to say Looks like trouble’s on the way Well, if it’s trouble Momma you can’t stop it anyway Rub one out and see, Rub one out for me Rub it out soon and enjoy your afternoon You better just sit back…maybe take a nap You gotta relax and let it pass away Because your eyes are wild and you’ve been hanging off the lampshade Get your feet on the ground or you might just blow away You better polish up your stone before it rolls away Rub one out and see, Rub one out for me Set those cobwebs free, you can’t let it be Rub one out and see. Rub one out for me Rub it out soon and enjoy your afternoon You said, “Hey, hey,” when you woke up late Got nothing to fear, it’s a beautiful day Looks like sunshine’s on its way You know, sometimes mama you just gotta say, “What the hey”
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Meadowlark Lemon 04:11
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Chemicals and neon down at Cozy’s Bar & Grill We could all hear that jukebox humping and we couldn’t get our fill Molotov cocktail in stained glass gliding up to me My mouth felt just like a cotton ball and this is what came to me I’ll be Meadowlark Lemon if you can swing like a sweet cowgirl I can shoot and dribble while you wear those boots and spurs I’ll be Meadowlark Lemon and shoot a hook shot true and sure Let’s all sing Sweet Georgia Brown and dance right out the door She was no church Christ woman and I was swimming on a fiery lake She loved those words rolling off my tongue and so, I sang ‘em every night and day I’ll be Meadowlark Lemon and shoot a hook shot true and sure Let’s all sing Sweet Georgia Brown and dance right out the door It’s been more than a year now since she vanished and dropped that bomb She left me here high and dry with nothing but a song I’ve been sitting in a booth in Cozy’s every day since she’s been gone And everybody here well, they know my story and they all sing along
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Honey, Won't You Spare Some Bills 03:27 video
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I didn’t think she had a chance…That dragon’s just in her head You can tell her anything you want and she’ll forget everything you said That monkey might be funky but man, that girl ain’t got no bread Oooo, why don’t we… Lie down in the moonlight and stare up at the sky Or we could go down to the highway and catch ourselves a ride There’s the rooster and the duck…Sunday morning’s such a thrill I could get down on my knees and pray but I’d still be an imbecile Well, that Rooster he’s no chicken and Duck says, “Put it on my bill” I’m afraid I need a band aid…Honey, please just spare some bills
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Acapulco 03:52
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I skip down those crooked steps from your house again I take them two at a time With the wind in my hair and sunshine on my face I don’t even turn around this time I don’t even think about it twice I’m going down to Acapulco now I’m already gone, I’m already gone I’m going down to Acapulco now And I’m ready for whatever may come They all seem to know my name at the dancehall now He’s the one that can’t button his lip Even so, I don’t need your helping hand anymore I’m going to leave here before I slip I’m gonna take me a trip I can see the blue of the ocean in front of me I’ve got sand between my toes and a salty drink The breeze is warm and my eyes are closed And the sun’s just starting to sink And the whole thing makes me think
6.
Breakdown Saturday Night 03:30
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Lopsided in Lafayette, fever blisters and night sweats She can’t sleep and she can’t think, lost her dinner in the bathroom sink Seven hours on a bus stop bench, her back feels like a monkey wrench Counts my quarters and counts my dimes, takes her sixes and hides her nines She likes the sugar and she likes the spice, she says it’s really nice She likes her liquor straight on ice, she says it goes down nice Shake those hips and make it feel right, a little rock-n-roll on a Saturday night Dropped out in Baltimore, flats on the whistle but she can’t score Wrap it up quick and wrap it up tight, sprinkle some breadcrumbs out tonight She’s gonna squeal and she’s gonna bite, she’s gonna dance all night Not coming home ‘til broad daylight, you know those vampires they are out tonight
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Sunday Veil 03:48 video
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Daylight comes sneaking…I open up my eyes I feel her fingers start creeping…It always makes me smile Put on your Sunday veil Everybody smiles it never fails When she puts on that Sunday veil She sits down by the maple…she puts her feet on me She shuts her eyes and she smiles but she don’t say a thing Sunshine dancing on the water…she got daisies in her hair Fish can jump, jump, jump and mingle but I just whisper in her ear Put on your Sunday veil Everybody smiles it never fails When she puts on that Sunday veil Put on your Sunday veil Everybody sing, yeah everybody sings When she puts on that Sunday veil
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Don't Mean a Thing (Bury Me Under a Tree) 05:24
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Holy Rollers on the corner with signs in their hands I’ve sounded out the words, but I still don’t understand Scripture scribbled Jesus sticks have started to bleed While they crucify a cellist just for destiny Go ahead and bury me under a tree Take a deep breath in…Let a deep breath out Can you muster up the mustard just to scream and shout? Paint yourself some t-shirts and put up a marquee, But those rollers on the corner don’t mean a thing to me Fat kid on the corner with a Slurpee and a blade Newton dropped an apple and Skinner ran astray Weapons violations cross the line in Tennessee While the ghost of Charlie Chaplin’s paying alimony Go ahead and bury me under a tree Let a deep breath out…Take a deep breath in It’s time to let the wild rumpus begin Maybe you can help me, maybe you can see, But this fat kid on the corner don’t mean a thing to me Hey, hey Juanita…be my tortilla…just for awhile Take a deep breath in…Let a deep breath out Can you muster up the mustard just to scream and shout? Paint yourself some t-shirts and put up a marquee, But those rollers on the corner they don’t mean a thing to me That fat kid on the corner he don’t mean a thing to me You buggers on the corner you don’t mean a thing to me
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Under the Sun (You Can't Blame Me) 04:12 video
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You can’t blame me this time at all…It’s not my fault…no, not at all Dream…go ahead and dream, bathe yourself in milk and honey Dream, dream; fill your eyes up with everything under the sun You can’t blame me this time at all…It’s not my fault…No, not at all…You can’t blame me this time at all Smile…you’ve got to smile, there’s nothing free in this old world You got to smile, smile; watch those clouds part right open for you Maybe you could tell me something honey but I’ll tell you something and it ain’t that funny at all You can’t blame me this time at all…It’s not my fault…no, not at all Dream…go ahead and dream wipe those footprints off of the ceiling Dream, dream; fill your eyes up with everything under the sun
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(Hey Mama) Seven Stones of Happiness But I can't Shake These Blues 05:31
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I was standing ‘gainst the railing when the rain began to fall Flashlight bubblicious upside down out of my skull Dewdrop blindfold, five, one, two plastic bag taped ‘cross my window I hustled up a taxi, cross the river, to beat the cold I dialed up the Wang man, but he don’t take my calls no more I’m hanging down at the Clock Tower Hotel like a nail without a board Rasta Sadie and the Handshake Dumpster sell tie-dyes down below While the girls pray for a rainstorm that won’t damage all their soles Hey mama, can you tell me any news I’ve got seven stones of happiness, but I can’t shake these blues The elevator opened with rubber bottles and broken strings They asked me if I’d share a bite before the fat girl starts to sing Hey mama, can you tell me any news Hey mama, what am I supposed to do Hey mama, mama I’m three shades of blue Hey mama…Hey mama I was standing on the railing of the bridge just chewing gum While the mayor counted money and the police chief wiped his gun The rock star at the hotel he went crazy on the TV sets Now he’s a fat man in the bathtub with a bullet in his chest Hey mama…Hey mama The Wang man left a message with the Clock Tower concierge So I shook off all those sandstorm dollars and went to get my wares In the meantime, Sadie and the girls did a séance ‘cause they were bored They conjured up Mark Bolan like it was 1974 Get it on, mama bang that gong Hey mama, can you tell me what is wrong Hey mama, can you tell me any news I’ve got seven stones of happiness, but I can’t shake these blues
11.
Skimpy Tops 04:11
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Sunshine and summertime on my mind Lying in the grass just wasting time, All of the time, Everything is fine, Haven’t got a dime, But now that’s ok Sunshine and Good Vibrations now Raising up my glasses past my brow, Well I could show you how, She says, “Hey now… Whatcha talkin ‘bout?” I’ll tell you ‘bout the birds and the butterflies, But I can’t tell you why I like those skimpy tops Summertime and nothing’s going on Park birds with their radios, But nothing’s going on, Hey, what’s that song? Can you tell me, What the hell’s going on? I swear honey I’m not looking now, But I know you know that is a lie I can’t tell you why I like those skimpy tops Sunshine and summertime on my skin I’m just floating down a stream On my daydream again, Can’t be a sin, Chocolate covered aspirin I might be tripping once in a while, But you know what makes me smile I like those skimpy tops
12.
San Jose 05:35 video
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Going to San Jose, have we traveled 40 miles Summer rain ruts and ditch dug misguided trials Square toed and hollering, fire hydrant bust Running for shelter like rain dogs sprinting and those children in the street just keep singing La, la, la, la, one morning We just woke up on this road and it just keeps on going and going And all those children are singing La, la, la, la, la, la, la You can come to me in the morning but I never want to ride this road again Painted toes and piercings tore our pockets in a dust storm Hammered out and hammered in our legs are burnt and worn Pistol whipped on caffeine, are we lost again Shoplifting buttermilk; keep on running; hell, maybe we should have turned way back when Ooo, yeah, yeah honey We’re gonna roll right through the night Ooo, yeah, yeah honey we’re gonna roll Going to San Jose, seems like seven days Running for shelter like rain dogs sprinting and we’ll never escape all those children singing

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“Honey, Won’t You Spare Some Bills” is the third solo release by Patrick Storedahl. Storedahl is a multi-instrumentalist from Olympia, Washington that has also released CDs with the band, Just Plain Bill.
“Spare Some Bills” has a warm vibe chalked full of singable, toe-tapping songs that are reminiscent of 1970’s Rolling Stones, The Band, and Little Feat. Technically “Honey, Won’t You Spare Some Bills” has a basic rock and roll sound; however, there are hints of R&B, boogie, country-funk, folk, gospel, and soul throughout.

All songs by Patrick Storedahl
Copyright © 2016 Porksword Publishing
Dig Bee Records
Except Rub One Out, Under the Sun, and Acapulco by Patrick Storedahl and Douglas Blum
Copyright © 2016 Porksword Publishing
Dig Bee Records

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released January 24, 2017

Maria Joyner Drums (1, 3-12) Percussion (1, 4-5, 9, 11)
Riley Storedahl Sax (2, 4, 7, 8, 9, 10, 12)
Deb Brown Backing vocals (1, 4, 7, 11, 12)
Craig Brown Backing vocals (1, 4, 7, 11, 12)
Jenny DiMartino Congas (2-4, 7-8, 12) Backing vocals (3, 6, 8, 11)
Douglas Blum Backing vocals (2, 5, 9)
Marcus Storvick Trumpet (4, 8, 10)
Alex Blum Backing vocals (2)
Grace Blum Backing vocals (2)
Patrick Storedahl All the rest

Produced by Peter Jansen
CD Artwork and Design by Bill Thomas
CD Mastering by Ed Brooks at Resonant Mastering

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Singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist from Olympia. Has played guitar and keyboards with Just Plain Bill, as well as, sitting in with other local bands. He has been involved with many projects including 7 JPB albums, 11 of his own. He's now playing and writing in Alex Blum & the Roadside Quartet. ... more

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