1. |
Go to Ground
03:12
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Go to Ground
(McCallion/Krieger)
You never thought that at your age, you’d be working two jobs for minimum wage
Scrolling down a cell phone screen, wondering when people got so mean
You could have messed it up yourself, but this time you had help
Everybody go to ground, ashes, ashes we all fall down
Watching death counts on TV, the latest news from Italy
Your wife is holed up with her phone, you live together but you’re all alone
You could have messed it up yourself, but this time you had help
Everybody go to ground, ashes, ashes we all fall down
You used to think that at your age, you’d be playing guitar like Jimmy Page
Rocking at the local bar with an IRA and a Vox guitar
You could have messed it up yourself, but this time you had help
Everybody go to ground, ashes, ashes we all fall down
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2. |
And the Band Played On
03:05
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And the Band Played On
(McCallion)
Life is too hard to not get along
To feel so lonesome when everyone’s gone
If you’d paid attention you might have a friend
But what does it matter we’re alone in the end
And the band plays on…
Sometimes I picture you there in your room
Cold in the evening but lovely at noon
Perhaps if you’d kept it all under your sleeve
The boys wouldn’t laugh and the girls wouldn’t leave
And the band plays on…
How lovely she sways
As the memory plays
A love so divine
To last throughout all time
We all got caught in the muck of the day
Night caps at sundown to wash it away
By three in the morning you toss and you turn
The cure isn’t working but you never learn
And the band plays on…
The old speakers rattle in the new concert hall
The moon is replaced by a bright disco ball
The clink of the glasses the liquor’s perfume
The loneliness waiting at home in your room
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3. |
No Room at the Inn
02:15
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No Room at the Inn
(McCallion)
No room at the inn, no room at the inn
For all your weary travelers your kith and your kin
There’s no room at the inn
We’re barring the door, we’re barring the door
To all your huddled masses, your tired and poor
We are barring the door
On a cold winter’s night, on a cold winter’s night
The mother of exiles is dousing her light
On a cold winter’s night
No room at the inn, no room at the in
For the least of our brothers who die for our sins
There’s no room at the inn
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4. |
Bones in the Sand
04:23
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5. |
Run Mijo Run
03:24
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6. |
Even in My Own Home
02:11
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7. |
The World Today
02:48
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8. |
Between the Wars
02:58
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9. |
Pandemic Papa
03:17
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10. |
I Don't Wanna Go to Bed
03:26
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11. |
Bella Ciao
03:30
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Nancy McCallion Tucson, Arizona
Nancy McCallion is best known as the songwriter and vocalist for original Celtic-Norteno folk-rock cult band The Mollys, who racked up seven indie releases and countless shows in the U.S., Canada, Europe, Australia and New Zealand before disbanding in 2003. She recently had her songs included in the 2015 film, Age of Adaline, and in the Netflix series, Living With Yourself, starring Paul Rudd. ... more
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