Inspiration: Vol. 1

by The Two Thieves

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Volume One of the Inspiration series. The mixes on these are a little low, so you'll need optimal volume while playing them or just boost the volume in iTunes.

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released May 31, 2014

All music performed by The Two Thieves.
Cover drawn by Jensine Robinson.

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The Two Thieves Bowling Green, Kentucky

Kyle and Jacob.
Making music people can't explain or categorize since June of 2014.

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Track Name: The Heart of Saturday Night (Tom Waits cover)
Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night

And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night

Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak

Stoppin' on the red
You're goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
You've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night

Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.

Makes it kind of special down in the core
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you stumblin'
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
And you're stumblin'
Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night
Track Name: Male Call (The Menzingers cover)
Blame the suits who lined their pockets with her tears,
Blame the boys in the blindfolds covering their ears,
Blame the magazines she read,
Join the righteous waning side,
It was a misinterpretation of the neon signs.

It was a rainy miserable Sunday,
Carried your cedar up the stairs,
Collared man did his best to apologize,
But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.

I’d buy your soul, but I can’t afford to pay girl,
They say that you get nothing for free,
Your lipstick adorns my collar,
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.

Then her father said to me,
“Tom I can’t ascribe a purpose to this atrocity”,
Trademark my messiah and call me an orderly,
I need 800 cups of Kool-Aid for my prophecy.

It was a rainy miserable Sunday,
Carried your cedar up the stairs,
Collared man did his best to apologize,
But the damage it was done, she believed in all their lies.

I’d buy your soul, but I can’t afford to pay girl,
They say that you get nothing for free,
Your lipstick adorns my collar,
While these thoughts of fire wrestle with me.
Track Name: .32-20 Blues (Robert Johnson cover)
If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
Send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none.

If she gets unruly, thinks she don't wanna do,
She gets unruly, thinks she don't wanna do,
Take my 32-20, boy, cut her half in two.

She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light.
.38 special but I believe it's most too light.
I got a 32-20 to make the camps all right.

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
Send for my baby, man, and she don't come,
Them doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none.

Gonna shoot my pistol, gonna shoot my gatling gun.
Gonna shoot my pistol, gotta shoot my gatling gun.
You made me love you, now your man have come.

Ow, baby, where you stay last night?
Ow, baby, where'd you stay last night?
You got your hair all tangled and you ain't talking right
Track Name: Lord, Send Me An Angel (Blind Willie McTell cover)
Good Lord, Good Lord
Send me an angel down
Can't spare no angel
Will spare your teasin' brown
Well that new way of lovin'
Swear to God it must be best
For these red-headed women
Won't let Mr. London rest

There's a crowd on the corner
Wonder what could it be
One thing but the women
Just tryin' to get to me
I went down to the station
Suitcase in my hand
All the women runnin', cryin'
Mr. K wont' ya be my man.

Well I used to say married woman
Sweetest women ever born
You better change that thing
You better leave married women alone
Take my advice, let married women,
Boy let em be
Cause their husband will grab ya,
Beat ya ragged as a cedar tree

Well I got two woman
You can't tell em apart
I got one in my bosom
And the other one is in my heart
Well that one in my bosom
She live in Tennessee
But that one in my heart
Well she don't give a darn for me
I'ma tell you pretty mama
Exactly who I am
When I walk in that front door
And hear that back door slam