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Declasse

by Snowball 37

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1.
I'm a million miles from nowhere, in the place I've always been On the corner of lost and nothing left to win And the line gets so much longer while I’ve so much less to say Oh rejoice the time has come to make a choice or fade away And I wonder always wonder will my end be the end And I wonder when they find me will I be long dead and gone  Will it be in bed at night with the radio on  Will it come back to haunt me for the things I’ve said in song    Tonight I’ll be right here as I’ve been so long It’s been a while since I’ve been certain that the game was mine to win Oh it’s hard to face the facts of a second skin And if I don’t get away someway it’s my way or the highway To hell my friend and you can never come back from that again And I wonder always wonder will my end be the end And I wonder when they find me will I be long dead and gone  Will it be in bed at night with the radio on  Will it come back to haunt me for the things I’ve said in song    Tonight I’ll be right here as I’ve been so long Oh life it gets pretty hard sometimes to save the day Alright I’d like to get out sometime maybe today or tomorrow But I guess for now I’ll have to stay away And I wonder when they find me will I be long dead and gone  Will it be in bed at night with the radio on  Will it come back to haunt me for the things I’ve said in song    Tonight I’ll be right here as I’ve been so long Well tonight I’ll be right here as I’ve been so long  And I wonder when they find me will I be long dead and gone ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
2.
The early morning as rodents pound their way above And I know nothing What is love what is love what is love, love A distant warning To blatantly remove my head The voices carry me to bed As I bled straight ahead dead I say oh bother, goddamn the mom and father  For leaving me with dignity   And a flame of hope, it dwindles as the candles of the early mass Burn free and bright throughout the night The plight of seven brothers might Traverse that sky that takes me to that planet that now houses you I say anyway let’s seize the day and blow the infidels away To other worlds and other moons and redefine their long lost minds Give their rodents insatiable desire, take back what’s ours, our long forgotten birthright I say oh bother, goddamn the mom and father  For stripping us of dignity   The early morning Those rodents have left our happy home A lukewarm smile Oh bother seek forevermore          Oh bother seek forevermore Oh bother seek forevermore Oh bother seek forevermore ©2013 David Fagan/True Fish Music/ASCAP
3.
It's never pleased us to pick up the pieces To live and die like a rock and roll Jesus All the words to all our songs Buy it once then move it along Where are the heroes to fill in the zeroes Wastin' time the solution's clear-oh! Blow up your radio, kill your TV Keep an eye on the sky and you'll see me A new sensation is storming the nation We are the all star generation Wait for the fate and the new revelation We are the all star generation Oh oh It's not a crime to have a good time Fall asleep so we don't all fall in line Go to bed and rest your head Don't forget what the old man said What is the reason to go on pleasin' Bending rules broken hearts it's treason Build a mystery with these words It doesn't seem to be no concern A new sensation is storming the nation We are the all star generation Wait for the fate and the new revelation We are the all star generation We are the all star generation, oh oh We are the all star generation, oh oh We are the all star generation, oh They never named us, only blamed us We are the kids of the XY shameless Maybe twenty long years from now They'll come back to ask us just how A new sensation is storming the nation We are the all star generation Wait for the fate and the new revelation We are the all star generation A new sensation is storming the nation We are the all star generation Wait for the fate and the new revelation We are the all star generation ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
4.
Zoey Black 03:26
Black Zoey, sweet divine Told me again for the thirteenth time That lust eclipses trust in the game of falling in love Black Zoey dark like me Burned by the flame of I love you heat She made a summer day similar to a day in the grave The same old song and dance as it unfolds, telling me then It's the same old song and dance It's just the same old song It's the same old song and dance An encore for the fool struck again by a chord and a line Three days pass, so alone And here I'm lying there in the chaos construen The darkness of her wanton passion blinded me good I won't swoon, I won't fawn For her my eyes have shut to the plasticine dawn Made a summer day similar to a day in the grave The same old song and dance hits me then with a blow to the head It's the same old song and dance It's just the same old song It's the same old song and dance An encore for the fool struck again by a chord and a line She's very old, though quite young I saw her age when her face hit the sun A boy with my concerns has no place by the side of a queen Black Zoey, take me home And show me all the things we learn when we're alone No girl could ever do after knowing of a woman supreme Oh Zoey, take me home Oh yeah, I'm yours forever ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
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Baby, you're a star and a long lost meteor man You should have seen them when you left them Standing at the launch pad Sifting through the ashes of a name and life now gone And even when the day arrives and you know it won't be long Until you're dancing on the street to the same old song Playing on the phonograph you left downstairs Hurrah, hold tight If you want to make a difference, go into the light It's better to burn out than to fade away C'mon, last night The voices in your head seemed to save your life Even though your life ain't worth the film that it's printed on Maybe now you are, but you weren't before you came here Identity and status measured by a bankroll The product of a forty year old dog and pony show You heal the rich and poor by putting on your shows of make believe Pain and sorrow, and all those other things that the world believes Hurrah, hold tight If you want to make a difference, go into the light It's better to burn out than to fade away C'mon, last night The voices in your head seemed to save your life Even though your life ain't worth the film that it's printed on Someday we'll all go crazy The news, the songs, the TV Conscience in our books and magazines But all I want for Christmas Is something you can't buy A place within your shoes and shelter from this shallow life Hurrah, hold tight If you want to make a difference, go into the light It's better to burn out than to fade away C'mon, last night The voices in your head seemed to save your life Even though your life ain't worth the film that it's printed on ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
6.
Many years from now You'll hear the children say As they put their toys and comic books away I wanna be like him The girl up on the screen Spending money doing nothing, working hard to stay unclean We hear those things The ordinary people say But they don't know a thing about that pretty side of life The magazines and TV shows A new one every week Caters to the human beings enraptured by American deceit About a week from now We'll hear the people say As their simple logic rapidly decays We wanna buy the things They tell us we should buy Even though they sell us artificial lives We pay the price The average sucker pays And we don't take a stand to ever question their old evil ways Celebrities and socialites A new one every week Caters to the human beings enraptured by American deceit There's got to be a better way For those with something left to say Maybe we should just pack up and run the hell away We hear those things The ordinary people say But they don't know a thing about that pretty side of life The magazines and TV shows A new one every week Caters to the human beings enraptured by American deceit American deceit ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
7.
As we crawl from the ebb tide scratching clawing for our lives It’s all a part of it It’s all a part of something understood Believed to be my own worst enemy sick to death and ridiculed Bending breaking from the words they speak So ignorantly as if I were a brick Hurl my anger make them bleed, cleanse their souls of their stupidity And I, I sit here wounded by excuses, alibis And all the finer things in life Fucked up, but hey we need it to get by today Before all is buried in the ground and we all become one with the sky Can’t you see we need a way back out of here And something to hold back the urge to ever seek return We empathize our misery, insanity it’s plain to see The uselessness of time and plans and positivity In a graveyard of far fetched beliefs caskets bathed in light And the darkness inside me shines brighter Than the eyes could bear to see And I, I sit here wounded by excuses, alibis And all the finer things in life Fucked up, but hey we need it to get by today Before all is buried in the ground and we all become one with the sky And yesterday I dreamed of fiery realms Crimson skies the place I long to be long after I have died Can’t take it back from me, it’s mine you see The nightmare rides on in my mind to make me feel alive And I belong, belong to nothing at all nothing holds me back From time to time it’s all within the lies I’ve told to all of you You all the fools that I hate equally for judging me, before my story’s told Hello hello hello Hello hello hello, Goodbye to you and them I’ll see you again if you’re here in the end, if you’re here in the end If you’re here in the end As we crawl from the ebb tide Scratching, clawing for our lives ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
8.
Indigo 04:19
He often wondered as he walked on down the hall A lost romantic painting passion on the wall You are the best thing that I wish I ever had A sullen laughter floods the calm throughout his head I want to notice me She often fumbled broken hearts and sad divine The quick and simple life as she played its concubine I'd never take you for my own, you'd drift away And drown in sorrow and the memory of me Boy, wait til tomorrow No one wants you to go All I want you to see Is that you could melt away with me And be sheltered from the outside Make me cry He liked the stories of the dreams they lived to have And as they laid, they would listen as they laughed And when you leave me I will wilt away and die A kiss good night, and he cries himself to sleep Now soon forever more I don't want you to see No one will ever know As it seethes someday, to burn up and fade away To my eternal rest I take my feelings to my grave I want you to notice Poor boy, wait until tomorrow And be sheltered from the outside Now soon forever more, now soon forever more As it burns in indigo ©2006, ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
9.
So they say live free and follow your dreams Your dreams are now nightmares and your life's got a lien Sell your stories for fortune, curse all that which you lack Climb the stairs, walk but don't run, and never look back Say, listen up, and you'll hear it go away As you waste all your money just to waste all your days Not what you do so as much what you don't In the end we're all lining up to pet the scapegoat Wash it all away, even yesterday, it don't matter to me There's a song they sing around half past midnight No wrong or right, good or bad, truth or lies Everybody's there singing to the voices of life Trying hard to remember what they want to forget Everyone's speaking louder saying more than the last Spending time, buying selling, but they ain't never giving back Sit with me on a Sunday, together we'll see All we've got is each other, and all we want is to be free An old man once told me these words, and I quote Grab whatever you can, let the rest fall on hope But for those less fortunate, we'll take our chances and see There's a song they sing around half past midnight No wrong or right, good or bad, truth or lies Everybody's there singing to the voices of life Trying hard to remember what they want to forget Every day we fall farther, but we never rise Our ears to the truth and fact, always covers our eyes Not the world, it's the U.S., but that's not you and I Hey fool, the man never faltered he just changed his disguise There's a song they sing around half past midnight No wrong or right, good or bad, truth or lies Everybody's there singing to the voices of life Trying hard to remember what they want to forget A song they sing around half past midnight No wrong or right, good or bad, truth or lies Everybody's there singing to the voices of life Trying hard to remember what they want to forget A song they sing around half past midnight A song they sing around half past midnight ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
10.
Lately I've been thinking about quitting after all... Your nutrition's not so natural, you're outcome unpredictable if I were to rise Monday with you present on my breath I'd be ostracized and cast away to gatherings until you bury me Then I slip away and think of you, and all I can say is... Tear me apart from you And everything you've ever made me do Wouldn't it be nice to live a life of seven days at a time No more weekenders of hanging over board with you No more need or reason why for resolution Resolution, resolution, resolution, resolution Won't you share with me your secrets Now that I've diluted mine In your comfortable, compatible, unspoken friendly grasp You wipe from me my memory all but five days of the week We're immutable, and that's for sure, you'd never let me be Then I slip away and think of you, and all I can say is... Tear me apart from you And everything you've ever made me do Wouldn't it be nice to live a life of seven days at a time No more weekenders of hanging over board with you No more need or reason why for resolution Resolution, resolution, resolution, resolution Tear me apart from you And everything you've ever made me do Wouldn't it be nice to live a life of seven days at a time No more weekenders of hanging over board with you No more need or reason why for resolution Resolution, resolution, resolution, resolution Tear me apart from you And all those things you've ever made me do I'll finally live that life of seven sobering days At just one time Take my weekenders spend them far away from you With no more need, or reason why for resolution Resolution, resolution, resolution, resolution Resolution, resolution, resolution ©2006, ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
11.
Made from scraps of burlap and a sentimental skin Can’t touch the soul, so beautiful Miles away from me, impossible to see You never know what others thing, cause you’re so pitiful Forever, forever The days grow darker as I lie a thousand miles from you But if I lay there would you still be scared Leave your life to me The future's ours, you'll see No one could ever give you what you'll always get from me Forever, forever Corduroy girl when will you realize what I see in your eyes And if you don’t see what I see for us, will you let us be Forever, forever I’ll lock you in my soul cage tie you up with my heart strings No one here can harm you but me You’ll be mine forever more, be mine forever more And no one could ever do for you but me, No one could ever do for you but me Forever ©2009, ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
12.
Zero Road 03:20
Last chance reflections and memories of losing streaks Contempt for contention, a long lonely dead end street Take my hand, we'll find the long way home To zero road, we're all alone Impatient tendencies, they breed destructive reasoning The springtime snow will find the summer weather way back home And why I'm here, why am I here To live with sullen misery The misanthropes they've misinformed I'll find my way to zero road On zero road, we're all alone We'll take the long way home You'll be my eyes, I'll be the stone in your shoe Finding my way home Retrospect, return to sender And I'll take my leave of me The bleeding hearts, the august sky Goodbye, good luck, on zero road We're all alone We'll take the long way home You'll be my eyes, I'll be the stone in your shoe Finding my way To zero road, we won't be going home The road is paved with empty skulls Angel horns and devils wings And songs that we have yet to sing ©2006, ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
13.
I'm riding through the heat, one hundred sixty five degrees Throat is dry, face is burned Regret the lessons that I learned Right now I think the tumbleweeds are better off than me Shot a man in Tucson, he dared sing one more song Of my demise while I just drank a beer My future's certain, many my end is near I won't be home for dinner anymore Don't wait up cause I'm not coming home The posse's one half mile behind, and I've got hell to pay I know, I know that I should never play with fire But life's too short for me to work away And all these years I've lived I've lived beneath the muck and mire Time has come for me to earn my pay I'm running through the streets My horse is dead, I'm on my feet legs are racing, heart is too My head is filled with thoughts of you If I could redo what I've done I'd still be here and on the run Never going back to work, I won't die at the mill Where I've slaved with broken life and limb I've lived a life of loss and fear, to Mexico I go to lay to rest Sometimes we all just act upon instinct And to that balladeer I send my prayers I've gone from man to murderer, the hunted I've become To those in Hell, see you when I get there Sometimes we all just take the long way down Numbness in my legs, I've been on the run for days Sheriff's closing, posse's too And here I am to die the fool But I won't die on the hangman's noose, however many lives I stole Never hold you in the arms, you're on your own back on the farm On te ground die where I lie Beneath a violet sky My life of torture now is said and done And ends beneath the July sun Goodbye cruel world, I bid my last farewell I know, I know that I should never play with fire And to that balladeer I send my prayers I've gone from man to murderer, the hunted I've become To those in Hell, see you when I get there Sometimes we all just take the long way down ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP
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Oh, oh yesterday the weekend wore a hole right through my life But now today it’s you wears my heart, my love, my pride It’s you who waits for me and sighs You who makes my livin’ live You, if not for, I would die You who put the love into my life Oh yeah Now the story goes and it’s been told You live, you learn, you grow so old Oh, the world can grow so cold So right if you think you are bold One and one make two complete Yeah, I know I’ll have to reach To have, to hold, to love so sweet But you know that was never me, never me It’s you who waits for me and sighs You who makes my livin’ live You, if not for, I would die You who put the love into my life Yesterday the weekend wore a hole right through my life But now today it’s you who wears my heart, my love, my pride It’s you who waits for me and sighs You who makes my livin’ live You, if not for, I would die You who put the love into my… It’s you who waits for me and sighs You who makes my livin’ live You, if not for, I would die You who put the love into my life It’s you who put the love into my life It’s you who put the love into my life ©2013 David Fagan, True Fish Music/ASCAP

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Recorded at Treehouse Studios in Jersey City, NJ from September 2012-March 2013.

The cover of the album is singer/songwriter/guitarist David Fagan and his ex-girlfriend Conni Freestone's living space (including a mixed bag of personal belongings) destroyed during Hurricane Sandy.

This album is dedicated to the memory of Kurt Cobain, who inspired David to learn guitar and sing, as well as write music, and Neil Fagan, David's father, who died during the album's final mixes.

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released May 5, 2013

Recorded and engineered by Frank Marra at Treehouse Studios in Jersey City, NJ

Produced by David Fagan and Frank Marra

Album artwork by Conni Freestone

David Fagan: songwriter, lead and background vocals, electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Tim Fagan: drums
James Faust: bass
Brett Clor: saxophone, electric guitar

All songs Copyright 2012/13 David Fagan, Snowball 37/True Fish Music

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David Fagan is a singer/songwriter/guitarist from New Jersey, Inspired by 70s classic and 90s alt rock. David performs as a solo artist, with a revolving cast of musicians as Snowball 37. I’ve toured the U.S. in support of Snowball 37's album "Declasse", David’s been writing as he plan my comeback to music in 2020, with “Hell and Back”, and a new album later this year! ... more

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