Musicians
Doug Cowan vocals, guitars, keyboards, songs
Players include Ryan Dolan, Neil Collins, Jon York, John Nunan, Tom Kubasik, Todd Hutchisen, Ryan Wallace, Matt Meyer, Jose Ayerve, and Patrick Higgins.
Lyrics
Remember the Maine
Lead with the left/ that foot’s the best/ candidate
Slow but surely/ an inchworm’s surly/ getaway
This upper right hand/ corner of land/ can stay
But I’m going back west/ this take home test/ didn’t take
You can have your seasons
Texas may be plain
You’ll remember my reasons
And I’ll Remember the Maine
I follow bad maps/ with a mishap/ in Caribou
Too much scenery/ in those beany/ braided boots
And too my Yankee/ in them cranky/ quaint shoes
I tried to love/ just what you love/ ‘cause I do
Giving up up my lease and
Giving up my claim
Texas still’s the reason
But I’ll Remember the Maine
HiLo
I know what you wanted to be again
wanted to be again, so/ out of control
I know what you wanted to be again
Wanted to be again, no
You’re not so HiLo
In your second hand clothes
I know what you wanted to feel again
Wanted to feel again, oh/ make your boots go-go
I know what you wanted to feel again
Wanted to feel again, oh
And I’m so Hilo
You’re fair-to-middlin’/ just so-so
I’m so HiLo
But you ain’t second-fiddlin’/ ‘cause you bow it slow
And I’m so HiLo
All tortured notes and tremolo
So HiLo/ from my shaky noggin’ to my tappin’ toes
I know where you wanted to be again
Wanted to be again, oh/ all rock’n’roll
I know where you wanted to be again
Wanted to be again, oh
Now you’re so HiLo
Stuck in the kitchen with an old banjo
So HiLo/ Maybe even Steven can make you blow
Those Who Can't Do
When my divorce fell apart
I mistakenly blamed it on my heart
Don’t ya start what you can’t finish/ don’t even wish it
Just don’t start
Just two drinking teachers on the rocks
In it for the money and small talk
With retirement gone/ save for a few bonds
This is no time to take stock
Lucky we’re loaded / else I can’t afford it (So I can ignore/So Loaded…)
So those who can’t do/ will do (To…we ain’t through)
She holds the ashtray/ I do the smokin’
Share a habit/ much more than token
Outlaws in their eyes/ the school Bonny and Clyde
If it ain’t broken
I was wrong about Nina Simone
It was me who was off-key and atoned
Wrong about your taste/ like a kid eating paste
But I ain’t wrong about being alone
Flier
I’m a liar/ and a thief
See right through me like a black concert T
I’m a flyer/ honestly
I’m a bill of goods and shoulds and punk guarantees
3 is all you got
3 bucks and you bought…a flier
I’m a fortune cookie/ in 4/4 time
I’m just selling some distorted nursery rhyme
Take a lil’ look see/ on your dime
It’s loud with a crowd and warm all up inside
3 is all you need
3 bucks and you’re free
I’m a flier
Take a flier
Girl Friday
Monday is hard as ice/Wednesday softens nice
For a girl Friday
Finger painting on the fridge/still a nice set of getaway sticks/ on a girl Friday
Sleeps alone with her boy/ stubs her toe on Chinese toys
It’s her world someday
Weighed down by 2 angel anchors/who find a way to never thank her/ but she’s a girl Friday
Downtown/ up lights/ one day from Saturday night
Dim crowd/ too late/ looks for an expiration date
At some point she might want a man/ swings a hammer not a pen/ for a girl Friday
Hopes the next one was bottle-fed/ to share the loss with a kindred/ What girl Friday
Downtown/ fifth night/ away from Saturday’s light
To be found/ alive/ in this miraculous dive
It’s lousy/ with men/ she swears never again
Might smile/ might talk/ but won’t lean on some dependent rock
I’d push the world off its axis/but honey you know how my back is
That’s when I find her ache is different than your ache
And bones are gonna break
Mutiny on the Titanic
The day before we hit
You thought you’d just had it
You took your crew below/ the deck/ and stole my empty wallet
Called me Capt. Fantastic
Not some cranky ole’ bastard
And with a waitress’ smile/ went back/ and hid the life jackets
Mutiny on the Titanic
An act so heroic
Now which of you is rowing?
We were on the brink
When you threw our water in the drink
There it froze/ and slammed/ against the bow/ wouldn’t sink
Mutiny on the Titanic
Just because you can
Doesn’t mean you should find land
Doesn’t mean you have to play (in) such a sad deckhand band
(I’m your life jacket)