LOVELAG
EP 1 Lyrics
Released on September 19, 2020
*Show Business
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
some people get a little lost along the way
everything I’ve created somehow gets taken away
now diagnosed with syndrome K
gives me just enough to keep them away
the stakes go up when the mistakes get rough
you’re now importing China in a bull shop
longing for the short work week
dirty elbows ruin clean sheets
without the business, there’s no show
I guess I have no business so maybe I should go
without the business, there’s no show
I’m still confused why I took this role
no life guard now at the gene pool
it seems that even now, summer’s cruel
scoff-lawyers make decisions
for everyone else with precision
if you decide to take a wife
keep the receipt for a better buy
the coupon’s only good when she decides
through your nose or on your finger tight
without the business, there’s no show
I guess I have no business so maybe I should go
without the business, there’s no show
I’m still confused why I took this role
I’ll be taking the social path
I’ll be faking the social path
this momentary bliss is a stalemate
silent protest nemesis…a dui the next day
without the business, there’s no show
I guess I have no business so maybe I should go
without the business, there’s no show
I’m still confused why I took this role
*Swine
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
the funeral home has a measuring tape
the statute allows statutory rape
having the cash is so hard on the kids
the invalids now are just invalid
measure twice, but the bad people once
pay with the hell card and have yourself a morose overdose
if I had your money, I’d burn mine
rolling in mud, show the pearls to the swine
failing to prepare is preparing to fail
now I’ll pack my bags for the guilt trip and bail
I hate losing more than I love winning
if everyone knew the pentagram is slimming
everyone I know just wastes another Sunday
I’m calling God on all his past loans
the interest adds up now so pay
if I had your money, I’d burn mine
rolling in mud, show the pearls to the swine
*I’m Yesterday
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
I’m just a lifeguard going off the deep end
I’m just a mailman with no letters to send
I’m just a bone ready to break because I will not bend
no reason to start because I’m already at the end
remember when death was entertainment for us yesterday?
I’m just a cowboy riding into someone’s no-horse town
I’m just the fingers left to crack from all your hand-me-downs
I’m just the prince in all your fine prints magazines
I’m just the farmer who got swindled for some magic beans
remember when death was entertainment for us yesterday?
I’m yesterday
and though it’s noble for you to say
it’s past the point of global…and things will never change
remember when death was entertainment for us yesterday?
I’m yesterday
*Every Generation Got It’s Own Disease
(originally by Fury in the Slaughterhouse…additional lyrics by Chris Donley
lyrics reprinted with permission)
the more we take, the less we give
that’s the modern way to live
someone says “live fast, die young
but the time runs always faster, son
diseases come, diseases go
welcome to the final show
let’s shake hands with plastic gloves
and watch out for the last white doves
and believe me baby
every generation got it’s own disease
I’ve got mine so help me please
think that’ I’m too young to die
loved that world, so we say goodbye
change the staff, pollute the air
dismiss the doctors, just use prayer
use the best words, keep talkin’ tough
when will we say enough’s enough?
and believe me baby
every generation got it’s own disease
I’ve got mine so help me please
*Missing
Music by Cole Martinez
Lyrics by Chris Donley
I looked up a the sky today
could’ve sworn I heard you say
“Come on up, it’s time to play…
what do you have better to do?”
I think I’ll maybe
I think I’ll maybe stay
give me just one more lifetime to try
finally on the right line this time, but thanks for the sign
I’m feeling good
I’m feeling fine
thanks for the invitation
it really meant a lot to me
save me the reservation
at least I rsvp’d
I think I’ll maybe
I think I’ll maybe stay
give me just one more lifetime to try
finally on the right line this time, but thanks for the sign
you know I’ve been missing you
for some time
give me just one more lifetime to try
finally on the right line this time, but thanks for the sign
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TIME TO HEAL LIFE-RELEASE DATE-TUESDAY, MAY 28, 2024
*Time to heal life
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
Unless we learn things, there’s no point in moving on
Listen to the dull drums in the doldrums from now on
Nothing’s gonna’ keep you safe from hate that’s uninformed
Mobilize and plant the mines in minds that don’t conform
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
“Take no prisoners alive”
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
Tell the time to heal life
Fear is the enemy of progress never seen
When warlords will write the script
And hide behind the screen
To pacify the “patriots”, they’ll plan in secrecy
Learning from the history to not learn history
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
“Take no prisoners alive”
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
Tell the time to heal life
If hate is like fire, you’ll burn with your own
But I’m fighting with love, even if I’m alone
So pack up your guns...fun for everyone
Conquer the compassion...with guided bombs
Now you’ll see the misery
Your invasion...“liberation” can’t be undone
When no one has won
Can’t you see your own strings
Held by kings that don’t want peace?
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
“Take no prisoners alive”
An eye for an eye leaves everyone blind
Tell the time to heal life
Time is on my side
*Fried rats
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
he woke the rats up out of their holes
he led the rats all to their nearest polls
maybe jesus was mean
you say, “what do you mean?”
maybe you misheard him scream-
“don’t you dare “cross” me!”
you can’t commit career suicide
if your life never made you feel alive
Fried rats
you got all the chickens involved in the “fowl” play
no rooster in the hen house should be sitting on the eggs
the babysitting vulture will help domesticate
the yellow-bellied yardbird from every “bleeding” state
You can’t commit career suicide
if your life never made you feel alive
I’m no spring chicken no more
that don’t bother me
a job ain’t nothing but work, comparing meats
you can’t commit career suicide
if your life never made you feel alive
fried rats
*happy and i know it
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
raise your hands up to the sky
if you want to say goodbye, just say goodbye
but if you want to stay, put down your cash to play
the odds to speak and say what i’ve always wanted to be
there are so many things i still need to do
i’m “happy” and i know it’s “true”
put your hand unto your heart
there’s no way they’ll ever tear us apart
there are so many things i still need to do
i’m “happy” and i know it’s “true”
but if you want to stay put down your cash to play
the odds to speak and say what i’ve always wanted to be
there are so many things i still need to do
i’m “happy” and i know it’s “true”
*the best of me (featuring dallas riffle)
music: chris donley
lyrics-dallas riffle
i mourn the dying butterflies
when I’m looking through your eyes
there’s nothing left to compromise
when i’m looking through your eyes
eat me, drink me, gather ‘round and take your fill
’til there is nothing left of what i used to think was everything
that made me what i thought was alive
’til i realized I was dead wrong
and it gets the best of me
when I get the worst of you
and it kills the ones I love
to watch me drowning in your blood
my second life, it rots away
the longer that you stay
i long to stand and face the day
but there’s something in the way
something in the way
eat me, drink me gather ‘round and take your fill
’til there is nothing left of what i used to think was everything
that made me what i thought was alive
’til i realized i was dead wrong
and it gets the best of me...when i get the worst of you
and it kills the ones i love
to watch me drowning in your blood
bind my hands behind...peel this skin of mine
open my heart’s cage...fuck my dizzy mind
drain my curdled blood...leave this pile of bones
for the crows to scrape...let me die alone
i mourn the dying butterflies
when i’m looking through your eyes
when i’m looking through your eyes
and it gets the best of me
when I get the worst of you
and it kills the ones I love
to watch me drowning in your blood
and it gets the best of me
when I get the worst of you
and it kills the ones I love
yo watch me drowning in your blood
eat me, drink me
gather ‘round and take your fill
’til there is nothing left of what i used to think was everything
that made me what i thought was alive
to watch me drowning in your
to watch me drowning in your
to watch me drowning in your blood
*Husk
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
repent with the serpent now as we bomb with aplomb
doting on the antidote and peeping with the toms
mark my words
husk of a man, husk of a nation
it’s just the plan in the presentation
watch out for “reds” under beds
locked in where there’s comfort
stay tuned for commercial breaks
and count days that are numbered
mark my words
husk of a man, husk of a nation
it’s just the plan in the presentation
there’s no nobility in poverty anymore
there’s no ability to have soveriegnty anymore
the houses are creaking as if they were speaking i never know what to believe
cut off at the knees
but still armed to the teeth
put your filter on now to deceive
husk of a man, husk of a nation
kings are killed for the encore...war is politics and politics are war
there’s no nobility in poverty anymore
there’s no ability to have soveriegnty anymore
the houses are creaking as if they were speaking
i never know what to believe
cut off at the knees but still armed to the teeth
put your filter on now to deceive
husk of a man, husk of a nation
it’s just the plan in the presentation
killing kings doesn’t start wars…
it ends them…to open new doors
kill the king
*this feeling
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
your wish for turning up...my wish-refill my cup
if only wishes would just come true
your choice for hope will now...my choice will not allow
our choices will somehow pull through
this feeling is real and so healing
this craving is saving me
what is your heart’s desire?...to just sing with the choir?
determination will be higher… for me
and what is your deepest fear?...to not belong in here?
conviction will be clear to see
this feeling is real and so healing
this craving is saving me, you see?
discipline is an option to use at your discretion
but it will be your decision to understand the vision now...now
this feeling is real and so healing
this craving you see?
to understand the vision now
this feeling is real and so healing now
*leaving with a california tilt
written by tomas costanza (diffuser)
i never thought the day would come
when she would say goodbye
she’s leaving with a california tilt to live her life instead
i’m getting tired of holding back the words i want to say
i ran myself into the ground just hoping you would stay
she left on her own through stepping stones
she left on her own again
she left on her own
everything has got to end but good things never leave
a southern man once told me that love isn’t what it means
she left on her own through twisted roads
she left on her own again
she left on her own again
*still holding on (to something i shouldn’t)
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
i’m still holding on to something that i shouldn’t
still holding on
what makes you certain that there is something to save?
what makes you positive to just call it a day?
what makes you think there’s a reason to stay?
what makes you positive this tongue-the death of me…
but you always seem to know
i’m still holding on to something that i shouldn’t
still holding on
what makes you want to have me waste all of my time?
what makes you need to try and keep me here in line?
but you always seem to know
i’m still holding on to something that i shouldn’t
still holding on
are you afraid of not having a happy ending?
are you afraid of not having a happy end?
i’m still holding on to something that i shouldn’t
still holding on
miss lead
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
act like you got somewhere to be
and walk with a purpose with me
and see magicians are just professional liars
and poets are just professional thieves
the pregnant pause will make you wait
as you cross through the field of snakes
looking in every mirror that’s sold used
peruse the news, give abuse more views
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
I’d rather be heard than misread
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
maybe i was misled by Miss Lead
misled by miss lead ...misled
been breathing in dead air for years
braille screaming falling on deaf ears
a drinker knows a “drinker’s nose”
have wine and step on jesus’ toes
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
i’d rather be heard than misread
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
maybe I was misled by miss lead
misled by miss lead ...misled
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
i’d rather be heard than misread
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
maybe i was misled by miss lead
at least you’re remembered when you’re dead
i’d rather be heard than misread
* jabroka
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
the snow is too quiet...
i can’t hear it when it comes down
the snow is too quiet...
it can’t hear me when I come down
there’s no such thing as a bitter pill
with the right drug
where there’s a way, you know there’s a will
that i’m erased from
we’re all just aliens
pack my bags for the guilt trip...
I’m off to the country-cide
there are no more goodfella’ ships
the bosses just let it slide
dear nurse: you’re my nightingale...
yield of the riding crop
dear hearse: you’re my ride today
all the way, there’s no stops
there’s no such thing as a bitter pill
with the right drug
where there’s a way, you know there’s a will
that i’m erased from
there has to be a better way to kill
this broken kingdom
we’re all just aliens
i’d go to the ends of the earth for you
‘cuz now we have don’t have anything left to lose
they’ve taken it all and made us beg for more
there’s no such thing as a bitter pill
with the right drug
where there’s a way, you know there’s a will
that i’m erased from)
there has to be a better way to kill
this broken kingdom
hey you! you’re one of us!
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Mo
MOTHER EARTH-RELEASED MAY 26, 2026
*mother earth
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
Drinking the milk of mother earth
Until the last drop quenches your dying thirst
There is no such thing as “goodbye”
Until you make the “good” buy
Say “see you later’ to the cash now you will try
Drinking the milk of mother earth
Until the last drop quenches your dying thirst
Caught red-handed cutting off heads
Blood, bleed branded of all the dead plebs
This military industry sure is complex
Drinking the milk of mother earth
Until the last drop quenches your dying thirst
We’re all dead
We’re all dead and gone
Dead and gone
Draining the milk of mother earth
But nothing will quench Greed’s dying thirst
Nurture the suture to heal it complete
The wound was entombed in the mind of the “great”
“It’s not selling out, when you’re cashing in”…
*The best lines
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
I’d turn back if I were you
To replay the deja vu
Just being sold the illusion of choice
Keep coughing up blood til you find your voice
I’ve tried to tell you a million times
It’s the devil who gets all the best lines
I’m the poster child for milk carton art
I’ve been missing my heart right from the start
An amputee with a phantom limb
A deaf church goer screaming hymns
I’ve tried to tell you a million times
It’s the devil who gets all the best lines
You really think that you have a vote?
I’m just too lazy to write a note
I’ve tried to tell you
I’ve tried to tell you all
I’ve tried to tell you a million times
It’s the devil who gets all the best lines
*Christian Graffiti
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
money being the “root of all evil”
yet, you pass the collection plate
eat the body, then drink the blood
vampires-repent before it’s too late
I’m in awe of all the flaws
nobody ever joins a cult
you’re born into the false promises
the apostate is here to consult
and to recant all your confessions
I’m in awe of all the flaws
pick and choose what you want to
you pick and choose what you want to
you pick and choose what you want to believe
I’m in awe of all the flaws
pick and choose what you want to
you pick and choose what you want to
you pick and choose what you want to believe
just keep on writing your christian graffiti for
the ears of the young so you can
get to them before I can
*Every Show
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
Sleepwalk capsules have been jettisoned
to the suicide bridge
ready to jump, not knowing he’ll jump
we still know sleeping is only for the rich
Every show is just one closer to death
Every show for you all
you don’t know how I feel
walking a tightrope banana peel
got a tattoo of leprosy just so you would stay away from me
the pros write prose, “My” implies the ones that own
cries of help are ignored when no one reads lyrics anymore
Every show is just one closer to death
Every show for you all
They hear me but listen to you
They hear me but listen to you
Every show is just one closer to death
Every show for you all
*The real felony
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
if you try to commandeer my heart
make sure you know how to get the engine to start
if you bought the respect, via a la carte’
then, how are they supposed to tell you all apart?
isn’t it time to hang the trope at the end of the rope?
by placing blame on the accused
you replaced the claim of the abuse
call in for backup for civil disobedience
just to give another witness to the arrest
then imprison the truth without the evidence
or plant the proof to help you in your defense
isn’t it time to hang the trope at the end of the rope?
by placing blame on the accused
you replaced the claim of the abuse
we now obey the agency
of bribery…the real felony
we now obey the burglary
of democracy
it’s guaranteed
the failure of fairness
the fake oath awareness
the bankruptcy careless to you
alias against all of those that resist
accomplices of this, but who knew?
we now obey the agency
of bribery…the real felony
we now obey the burglary
of democracy
it’s guaranteed
*Molotov
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
I used to be so romantic
but love had to play it’s best trick
on me
regretfully
if you give too much, then you’ve given up
all the power, all the love
pills for thrills and cocktails of molotov
I used to be so indifferent
but then I at least had distance
between me and the guillotine
if you give too much, then you’ve given up
*all the power, all the love
pills for thrills and cocktails of molotov
No one wants to give up the artists they love
but no one wants their favorites to get popular enough
if you give too much, then you’ve given up
if you give too much, then you’ve given up
all the power, all the love
pills for thrills and cocktails of molotov
*Fuck Love God
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
Fuck
Love
God
all those words up on the tv screen
and not one of them means anything
going for my revenge
I gotta’ dig 2 graves
I will “goddamn” everything
“goddamn” don’t mean a thing
I’ve seen the face of a villain
with a villain for a face
all those words up on the tv screen
and not one of them means anything
have your soul back on up
to the loading dock
you’ve got coupons to cut
for the missing stock
I’ve seen the face of a villain
with a villain for a face
all those words up on the tv screen
and not one of them means anything
X2
words are words
if you say ‘em enough, they all lose their meaning
all those words up on the tv screen
and not one of them means anything
Fuck
Love
God
*Every other day hero
music and lyrics: Chris Donley
Hell for rent
evicted by “drys”
optimism spent on your own published lies
lootbeggars want
everything for free
the time will come when you won’t have me
every other day hero
still drinks alone
all the stones
have gone through windows
all sticks have been broken on bones of widows
I’m “chemo”drunk
though you wouldn’t think so
the emo shrunk…when love would not grow
every other day hero
still drinks alone
every other day hero
it’s someone you know
The rabbit died so she may be pregnant
The sparks all lied, the fire went stagnant
every other day hero
still drinks alone
every other day hero
it’s someone you know
The rabbit died so she may be pregnant
The sparks all lied, the fire went stagnant
every other day hero
still drinks alone
every other day hero
it’s someone you know
*Mal Carne
music: Chris Donley
lyrics: Scott Paris and Chris Donley
(Featuring Scott Paris/Steve Simbeck)
Let’t not forget that I stop
just short of mal content
and in case you hadn’t noticed
I leave no evidence, yeah
am I wrong?
am I the new guy
A mal carne til I die
*I hope you know I’m pulling for you
I hope you’re alive when I’m through
Let’s not forget that I start
just at a moment’s notice
I freak out and explode
a supernova in your orbit
am I wrong?
am I a disguise?
can you see it with your third eye?
*I hope you know I’m pulling for you
I hope you’re alive when I’m through
a cross to bear, a bear to cross
murder hornets please come and help me kill all the wasps
stop at the start
start at the stop
pick up your heart at the gift shop
am I wrong?
I hope you know I’m pulling for you
I hope you’re alive when I’m through
Am I wrong?
stop at the start
start at the stop
pick up your heart at the gift shop
Am I wrong?
