Eat Rent b​/​w Hobo King (Digital Single)

by WAR PARTY

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Part three of War Party's trilogy of EPs and singles for 2015, following "Teenager on Drugs b/w D.R.U.N.K." 7" on Windian Records & "...And the Queen Makes Three" Cassette EP on Lo-Life Recordings.

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released 04 August 2015

Recorded at Electric Berryland in December of 2014 with Jordan Richardson. Mastered by Danny Kalb.

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WAR PARTY Fort Worth, Texas

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Cameron Smith-Guitar & Vocals
Peter Marsh-Drums
Tyler Moore-Bass
Ricky Williford-Guitar, Piano & Trumpet
Chris Waldon-Organ & Trombone

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Track Name: Eat Rent
Slam the door, check the lock
(Every day, Every day)
Take a step down the block
Guard your stash and avoid the cops
(Kids will play, every day)
And you find the nerve and you punch the clock
collect your pay, waste away and do it right
cause we may do this more than twice.

Gear and bags, tetris game
(Every day, every day)
500 miles in a brick of white
Every day and every night
Enough alcohol to make you blind
I grab my guitar, press my eyes
The band is going to play tonight
and wrong or right, we may do this till we die.

So when the problems fit right but the jeans are a little too tight
still you know its a helluva bargain so lift that nightgown and choke that rent down
its a chance you get like once or twice in a lifetime so eat that rent now
eat that rent and do it right
cause we may do this every night.
Track Name: Hobo King
Get away from me, man, I don't have any money
No long stories. Save us the heartache.
This whole world gone and broke you down;
gave out teardrop tattoos on your brow--
I don't have any money.

Let me walk home by myself tonight.
Last drinks out by the track--that's tight.
Once more for the shakes and I'll be alright,
I just need to be beside myself.

"Listen to me, man, I wanna tell you a story;
Not looking for cash, just the milk of human kindness.
This whole world is gonna tear you in half,
unless you love the ones who love you back
... so can I have some money?"
("Just a few pennies?")

Let me walk home by myself tonight.
Last drinks out by the track--that's tight.
Once more for the shakes and I'll be alright,
I just need to be beside myself.