Relovolution

by The Dead Exs

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1.
Relovolution 02:43
Relovolution Relovolution gonna come to your town Relovolution gonna jump up and down Relovolution got the birds and the bees Relovolution's got you and me Aint no resistance cause its right for the times Aint no mistaking when the bell tower chimes Get on your boots come on and shake a leg Aint got no bossman got no reason to beg Cause hey hey ho relovolution at your door Hey hey ho relovolution at your door Hey hey ho let's get up and go When we unite we get it right Relovolution on your internet phone From New York City to Sierra Leone We send a message and the path is clear We’re 99 percent we got no fear Cause hey hey ho relovolution at your door Hey hey ho relovolution at your door Hey hey ho let's get up and go When we unite we get it right Relovolution aint no rockets red glare Relovolution aint no bombs burst in air Just keep your head and keep intentions high Relovolution gonna light up the sky Cause hey hey ho relovolution at your door Hey hey ho relovolution at your door Hey hey ho let's get up and go When we unite we get it right
2.
Don’t Mess with the Girl from Texas Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She don’t play when the sun goes down Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She got your head spinning round and round She got sunshine in her eyes She got full moons every night Whiskey drinking start a fight Ain’t no preacher set her right Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She don’t play when the sun goes down Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She got your head spinning round and roun She got green grass growing high Cotton fields and lullabies Country strong and city wise Honky tonks and starry skies Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She don’t play when the sun goes down Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She got your head spinning round and roun She got oil men back at home Making dates down in San Antone Send you packing for the railroad She gonna ditch ya at the Alamo Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She don’t play when the sun goes down Don’t mess with the girl from Texas She got your head spinning round and round
3.
Get Over 02:36
Get Over Well if you aint got money And you aint got love You better get yourself a reason To get yourself over Well if you aint got work If you aint got school You better get yourself a purpose to get yourself over To get yourself over to get yourself over To get yourself over to get yourself over If you aint got a girl And you aint got a car You better play that drum You better pick up that guitar You gotta sing a little song Just make it all up Get another reason to get yourself over To get yourself over to get yourself over To get yourself over to get yourself over Baby got tired Baby got lazy Baby got misery Baby got me feeling like a plain jane Listen to us complain. complain, complain Well if you gotta be a judge You aint gonna make it If you gotta be a hater You might as well just stick it You gotta get a good reason to get yourself over To get yourself over to get yourself over To get yourself over to get yourself over
4.
Paper Doll 04:41
Paper Doll Dress me up baby I'm your paper doll Make me look pretty I'm your paper doll Rock & roll t-shirt in the summer Motorcycle jacket in the fall Color me in crayons you can tattoo me in ink Sit me at your table pour me another drink I ain't gonna fuss ya babe You wont even see me blink You can cut me from your pages Give me long brown hair Let your imagination run wild I ain't gonna care Do it up baby I'm your paper doll From New York City to Wichita Falls I can play the dirty lover every night of the week I can touch your pretty lips kiss you on the cheek I can be your morning lover I can be your midnight freak Dress me up baby I'm your paper doll Make me look pretty I'm your paper doll Rock & roll t-shirt in the summer Motorcycle jacket in the fall
5.
White Collar Crime White Collar Crime Fixing up my medicine White Collar Crime Paying those bills White Collar Crime Get me to the doctor Cause big big business keeping me ill White Collar Crime Eatin’ like a rich man White Collar Crime Battered and fried White Collar Crime We're dying like flies for the Big big money and American pie Heart attack 6 pack shake shack get back Hanging all over the house Burger boy no joy me and brotha Leroy Eating everything in town White Collar Crime Profits are sky high White Collar Crime They’re turning the screws White Collar Crime And everybody knows They’re rip rip ripping off ripping off you Revelation generation corporation regulation Free fall far and wide Stimulation aggravation need another vacation Babe we got no place to hide White Collar Crime Get what you're after White Collar Crime Get what you're owed White Collar Crime You make another buck And the blue collar man is towing the load Heart attack 6 pack shake shack get back Hanging all over the house Burger boy no joy me and brotha Leroy Eating everything in town
6.
Girl Trouble 03:42
Up against the backdoor on a Saturday night Pretty little liar she don't put up a fight She came on to you strong like a miami heat Leggy little girl with a body so sweet You got girl girl trouble and then she walks Tell it to the jury baby tell it to the judge She don't return phone calls but she don't hold a grudge She looked so sweet with those big brown eyes She's gonna take u down man she's crafty and wise You got girl girl trouble and then she walks Pull yourself together baby yesterdays gone The pretty little liar is moving on Aint nobody cryin for the boy done wrong Ladies got it made yeah they just string you along We got girl girl trouble and then she walks
7.
Get Right Time I hear you say u feel like dying Everyday I hear you crying Working time you paid your dues Ain't no escape no use in trying Come on over get right time Come on over get right time Come on over get right time Right time ain't wrong right time ain't wrong In your prime the wine was flowing Double time the band was blowing It rocked you here and left you there Now rotting vines and weeds are growing Come on over get right time Come on over get right time Come on over get right time Right time ain't wrong right time ain't wrong Come over late come till your soil No time to wait my seed don't spoil Ain't no walls ain't no excuse Open the gate my love is loyal 
Come on over get right time Come on over get right time Come on over get right time Right time ain't wrong right time ain't wrong
8.
Let The Natives Loose Spending days stuck in the rubble Wasted nights with a head full of trouble Hung the rope and you knotted the noose Love done let the natives loose Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… Once got paid moving the money Chasing tail dipping in the honey Had golden eggs but we killed the goose Love done let the natives loose Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… And the natives say We got no money We got no trouble And we fight the pain Painting our faces With our sisters and brothers Banging on these drums And we'll make that change Devil tongue boy and a cut throat queen Backstabbed love in a limousine Betting on an ace but they drew the deuce Love done let the natives loose Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… And the natives say We got no money We got no trouble And we fight the pain Painting our faces With our sisters and brothers Banging on these drums And we'll make that change Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah… Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
9.
Got The Time if you got the time i got the love if you got the time i got the love u got the touch i’ve been dreaming of if you got the brains i got the balls if you got the brains i got the balls we gonna rage like niagara falls jump back step left head right outside and lets go and bring it on home if you got the wham i got the jam if you got the moves i got the groove if you got the moves i got the groove you and me got nothin nothin to prove jump back step left head right outside and lets go and bring it on home if you got the wham i got the jam if you got the time i got the love if you got the time i got the love i got the touch you been dreaming of
10.
Midnight Eyes You can run but you can't hide It's on your face and deep inside Let down the guard and the disguise Let's get behind those midnight eyes The parties come the lovers go We say too much after hello But I ain't like those other guys Let's get behind those midnight eyes Maybe we got lost in the city routine Got a little money and a high class scene Can't find love see the forest for the trees Too much going on baby baby please One day I'll let this rabbit loose And show you I'm the man with the juice There ain't no future in living these lies Let's get behind those midnight eyes

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Recorded live in the studio over the summer of 2012 in NYC and Brooklyn.

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released September 16, 2012

Produced, recorded, mixed and mastered at Flow NY by David Pattillo
Tracks 1, 3, 4 & 5 recorded by Jason Finkel at Rubber Tracks in Brooklyn and mixed at Flow NY by David Pattillo

Cover Photo: Kristin Viens
Design: David John de Horton/David Pattillo

David Pattillo - GUITAR, VOX
Wylie Wirth - DRUMS

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The Dead Exs New York, New York

The Dead Exs ain't just a back to basics blues revival. With David Pattillo's gritty wails and garage punk delta slide and Wylie Wirth's thunderous finesse of an old Ludwig kit there is immediately a sense that these guys do something fresh and new.

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