A sweet little song by a grandma lady from out west "Melvina Reynolds" bless her heart and excuse the language, Smile don't mind failing in this world, I don't mind failing in this world, Don't mind wearing the ragged…

we ain't got no song for the kids who wanna dance....this was recorded live in one take in a small garage in vermilion county illinois usa, opening track for the 27 track masterpiece THE VILLENS ARE DEAD

Do you ever feel, like sometimes you can't wake up, Your dream of broken locks, And you're one of them. Do you ever feel, like some times you can't move on, There comes a breaking dawn, And you've turned your back, again. Do you ever feel, like…

Miss the last train home, yeah we'll talk it out. Sit down by the phone, maybe shout it out. It's ashame, that the flesh on our bones, Is the last thing we have left to call home. Shoo the flame from the wick, yeah wax it out. Crack the crown…

They say we're dangerous, that we never really cared. That we're selfish, we're blind, and pessimistic. But I'm not wired for disaster, I'm not broken at the seams. Alas, I've been watching them, rip away from me. Digest my insides, they are…

Everything has a beginning