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Here's what it's all about - our songs. We've got many influences that cross all kinds of stylistic boundaries, and you'll find various flavors in the final concoctions.

Hints of ska and reggae, old-school funk and hard rock all show up in our musical cocktails. Enjoy!

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Check Yer Thang [lyric]

You've got this funky streak you just can't hide We can feel it It keeps on welling up from deep inside Don't conceal it, you must reveal it We want to make you move, we want to hear you sing We want to see you shake that thing Ain't nothin' better than a funky groove Makes you want to hit the floor and move, so let's move We want to make you move, we want to hear you sing We want to see you shake that thing
Cherry Kool-Aid [lyric]

Music by Maurice Adams, Mike Adams and Scott Martin
Words by Scott Martin

Once upon a time when I was a boy
Every day was mine for me to enjoy and
My friends and I were cowboys and kings
Playing secret games, doing crazy things
In the summertime, last day of school
Running though the hose, swimming at the pool
Pocket full of change, a spot in the shade
Grandma in the kitchen making cherry Kool-Aid

Hard to believe it was really me

And the sun would shine, days would get hot
Try to steal a beer, hope we don't get caught and
My friends and I were thicker than thieves
Playing in the dirt, climbing through the trees
Take a bike ride, riding all day
Knocking on the door, can Mikey come and play?
Sitting on the porch we'd stay up all night
Laugh until it hurt, but it always felt all right
All right

Hard to believe it was really me
It seems like someone else's dream

Hard to believe
Hard to believe it was really me

Feels like a dream
It's just a dream, it's not really real
It's all a dream
Hard to believe

Once upon a time when I was a boy
Every day was mine for me to enjoy and
My friends and I were rock stars and kings
Playing secret games, doing crazy things
In the summertime, last day of school
Running though the hose, swimming at the pool
Pocket full of change, a spot in the shade
Grandma in the kitchen making cherry Kool-Aid

Hard to believe it was really me
Sleeper [lyric]

Music and words by Scott Martin

Feeling like I'm on the ropes again
You complain, keep saying it's not real
You can't explain why it hurts so much
I'm bleeding from your touch

Hit the mat about an hour ago
But I know that millions know just how I feel
You can pretend you don't know what it's about
But you can't count me out

Everyone's got secrets
Someone could get hurt
Everybody cheats
The sleeper never works

Lullabye and goodnight
Close your big bloodshot eyes
Time to sleep, let's not fight
Everything will be all right

I don't know who you think you're fooling
You know exactly what you're doing
You know the moves, you call the guys by name
You make believe this is just some crazy fling
While you steal glances at my ring
Starting To Slip [lyric]

Music by Scott Martin
Words by Maurice Adams

I'm starting to slip
It's showing itself in so many little ways
The gears are losing their grip and
I'm not sure what to do
I know I'm starting to slip and
I think my friends have turned against me
Does it sound strange to say
I think my family has too?

Losing my understanding of the situation
Everything in life is an aggravation
Feel me starting to slip like I never done before

It seems I'm starting to slip and
I laugh at this inevitable path
It's been deep inside me
Since I cried my first tear
The gears have been stripped
There's no denying it this time around
They say I'm perfectly fine but
How the hell did I wake up here?

I've tried to control it, but I'm getting so tired
How do you kill the unquenchable fire?
See me losing my grip as my head hits the floor

I'm living to slip, it's the first sign I've seen
It tells me so much about who I've always been and
I'm my own guide on this trip
As my tormentors beat down the door
The One In Love [lyric]

Music by Scott Martin and Mike Adams
Words by Scott Martin

Thought you had it all right there in your hands
Then like sand through an hourglass
Everything fell through
There was nothing you could do

It was a dream too delicate to last
Can't build today with bits of the past
Too good to be true
She’s not the one in love with you

All the songs that you write
The demons that you fight
Every sleepless night
Couldn't make you see the light
When will you learn
Some bridges are destined to burn
And all the words that you spill
The silences you fill
Every second that you kill
And still your fate is sealed
Her back is turned
You should consider it a lesson learned

When you were alone in the lost and found
Did you drown in a memory
No air left to breathe
Too much pain to ease
And when you came to did you shed a tear
For the years of wasted time
In a life that you slept through
She’s not the one in love with you
Angry [lyric]

Music and words by Scott Martin and Mike Adams

Angry again and I don't know why
I'm starting to think I'll never be satisfied
Seeing red is no way to go through life
But if I had a choice would I change my mind
Could I change my mind

White knuckles on the wheel and I feel like I’m trapped
And I can’t relax
As I grind my teeth to the bone
I don’t know if thrown away every chance I had to be happy
(Don’t save me I’m happy angry)

Angry again it just don’t seem right
I didn’t show up here looking for a fight
Wanna smile but I grimace when I try
And if I had a choice would I change my mind
Could I change my mind
Advice Again [lyric]

Music and words by Scott Martin

And when you think it all over
And you decide you can’t go on
Just another day older
And nowhere is as far as you have gone
And everybody’s got advice
That starts to sound like stuff
You’ve heard a thousand times
Yeah they all got their advice and
I say "stuff it up your #ss"

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
True wisdom only comes from pain
Everything is for the best
And if you ask me I might suggest
Get on that horse again

And when you’re clean and sober
And realize you’ve had enough
So much weight on your shoulders
And no one told you life was gonna be so rough
And everything that people say
Is rearranged and paraphrased, but still an old cliché
Yeah they all got their advice, but I say
You better think twice

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
God works His will in mysterious ways
And everything is for the best
And if you ask me, I might suggest
I say it once again
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
God works His will in mysterious ways
And everything is for the best
And if you ask me, I might suggest
Your luck is bound to change (because)

Every cloud has a silver lining
Good things come to those who wait
All you need is a little timing
It’ll work out, you know it’s never too late

The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
True wisdom only comes from pain
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
God works His will in mysterious ways
And everything is for the best
And if you ask me, I might suggest
I tell you once again
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
God works His will in mysterious ways
And everything is for the best
And if you ask me, I might suggest
You don't listen to a word I say
Player [lyric]

Music by Scott Martin and Mike Adams
Words by Scott Martin

I know the script
I've memorized my lines
I play the part
I sleepwalk with open eyes
Pretending that I believe what I know in fact are lies

I 'm on the stage
Standing in the spotlight
I hide my rage
But I won't give up without a fight
I’ve got to make you believe that you’re so wrong and I’m so right

There’s a smile on my face as I’m selling you lies
Is the mask that I wear leaving you hypnotized?
Here's a shoulder to cry on, my heart’s on a sleeve
The show has begun so suspend your disbelief

So here we stand
Marionettes on our strings
Waiting for the show to end but
The fat lady never sings
She just juggles chain saws while she's laughing in the wings
Get U Fed [lyric]

Music by Scott Martin and Mike Adams
Words by Scott Martin

You say you want to be happy
But you spend all your time
Tripping over dollar bills to pick up the dime on the sidewalk
Just the way you've been taught
Like enlightenment and happiness are things that can be bought
But that's a psyche-out in a world we never made
You can think and you can fight
Or you can let yourself be played 'cause
If you're blind deaf and dumb
And you don't care if you're free
Then you'll never become what you always thought you would be

I pulled the wool over my own eyes my friend
I fell asleep behind the wheel
(You know how it feels)

Feels like a needle in a haystack
I know you're looking for it Jack
With your mouth hanging open and a monkey on your back
Just a catatonic stare unaware nothing's fair
But as long as you get fed I guess there's no reason to care
Well that's a cop out that you use 'cause you're afraid
To look beyond the simplified
Escape from the mundane
Yeah you want to be tough
And believe that you're deep
But until you wake up you're just walking in your sleep
FWOP [lyric]

Words and music by Scott Martin and Maurice Adams

These freaky wacked-out people keep on knocking on my door
I’m hiding in my bedroom, I can’t take it anymore
They won’t leave me alone, the refuse to go away
I can’t stand to be surrounded by them for another day
Oh no

There’s just something about them I can’t put my finger on
So pale and so neurotic, I just wish that they were gone
Their histrionic voices have me climbing up the walls
I’ve unplugged my telephone just in case one of them calls
Oh no

At the supermarket or the local shopping mall
The bar where I hang out sucking down the alcohol
I don’t think there’s anyone as sane and straight as me
But I’m trapped with this secret
That’s the funky irony

These freaky wacked-out people, well they’re driving me insane
I see them on the Tee Vee, I can feel them in my brain
I’ve boarded up my windows but I still don’t feel secure
‘Cuz these freaky wacked-out people keep on knocking on my door
Oh no
Jim's Lament