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Institutionalized
03:25
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Institutionalized by Andrea & Mud
Written by Kyle “Mud” Moseley and Andrea Colburn
I’m committed
To loving you
I may have lost my marbles
My screws are loose
The pain inside I can no
Longer hide
From the things you’ve done to me
I’m Institutionalized
Won’t you set me free
Notions of the past
Won’t even get me through
These pills that you’re giving me
They just make me drool
If I could just scream out loud
Maybe you’d understand
The painful shrieks inside of what
Once was a man
I’m committed
To loving you
I may have lost my marbles
My screws are loose
The pain inside I can no
Longer hide
From the things you’ve done to me
I’m Institutionalized
Won’t you set me free
Bananas and nuts taste better
Day after day
I guess I’m just used to being
Treated this way
I’m committed
To loving you
I may have lost my marbles
My screws are loose
The pain inside I can no
Longer hide
From the things you’ve done to me
I’m Institutionalized
Won’t you set me free
There ain’t no glamour
Of this life in the rubber room
Designer helmets, sequin straightjackets
Can’t brighten this gloom
Fluorescent lights are beating down on me
But no one is home
You’re knocking at my door
But my mind is out to roam
I’m committed
To loving you
I may have lost my marbles
My screws are loose
The pain inside I can no
Longer hide
From the things you’ve done to me
I’m Institutionalized
Won’t you set me free
I’m Institutionalized
Won’t you set me free
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2. |
Mama He's Crazy
05:03
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Mama He’s Crazy by Andrea & Mud
Written by Kenny O’Dell
Mama, I found someone
Like you said would come along
He's a sight, so unlike
Any man I've known
I was afraid to let him in
'Cause I'm not the trustin' kind
But now I'm convinced
That he's heaven sent
And must be out of his mind
Mama, he's crazy
Crazy over me
And in my life is where he says
He always wants to be
I've never been so in love
He beats all I've ever seen
Mama, he's crazy
He's crazy over me
And Mama, you've always said
Better look before you leap
Maybe so, but here I go
Lettin' my heart lead me
He thinks I hung the moon and stars
I think he's a livin' dream
Well, there are many
But ones like him
Are few and far between
Mama, he's crazy
Crazy over me
And in my life is where he says
He always wants to be
I've never been so in love
He beats all I've ever seen
Mama, he's crazy
He's crazy over me
Oh, and Mama, he's crazy
He's crazy over me
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3. |
Bankman
04:15
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Bankman by Andrea & Mud
Written by Andrea Colburn and Kyle “Mud” Moseley
The bank may own my house
They don’t own my soul
Can’t take it from me
No matter what I owe
I don’t care how nice their suits are
Or if they driving a f*cking Rolls
You might could take my house
But you’ll never get my soul
You may own my truck
My old pirogue
But take another look at me
‘Cause I have so much more
And I’d rather drive a ten speed
Than have you knocking at my door
So go on take it Bankman
You need it more than me I’m sure
Bankman, Bankman, Bankman
What’d you do to lose your soul
Well that 3 piece suit and leather chair
Can’t be your big life goal
Bankman, Bankman, Bankman
Think you’re really on a roll
Well think again won’t you Bankman
Can’t take it with you when you go
[Spoken]
Hello?
This is Ms. Colburn
Yeah, I’ll hold
I’m still here
No, I need to talk to your manager
I’m not ok with this
I’m really not ok with this
You need to get your manager on the phone
What’s your name?
Who’s this?
Let me talk to Bankman
Bank may own my house
They don’t own my soul
Can’t take it from me
No matter what I owe
I don’t care how nice their suits are
Or if they driving a f*cking Rolls
You might could take my house
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4. |
Trouble's Gone
03:00
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Trouble’s Gone by Andrea & Mud
Written by Andrea Colburn and Kyle “Mud” Moseley
Trouble’s gone
Trouble’s gone
You won’t find it here no more
Ever since I started living
Like I never lived before
Trouble’s gone
And I don’t miss it none
You won’t find it anywhere
In my mountain home
Never have I been as happy as this
And man does it fit just right
All my treasures fit
In this one room shack, I sit
And trouble is nowhere in sight
I got doors
I got windows, I got floors
Got a fancy television
In my Taj Mahal
No more chores
And no landlord anymore
No one tells me what to do
This dump’s all my own
Now that I am home
I don’t ever cry no more
Every day’s
The best day of my life
I never get the blues
And I ain’t got much to lose
Trouble was my sacrifice
Trouble’s gone
You won’t find it here no more
Ever since I started living
Like I never lived before
Trouble’s gone
And I don’t miss it none
You won’t find it anywhere
In my mountain home
Tonight I went outside
And I thanked my lucky stars
Seems like they’re all shining just for me
I made myself a wish
And I blew it in the wind
Everything I need’s already free
Trouble’s gone
You won’t find it here no more
Ever since I started living
Like I never lived before
Trouble’s gone
And I don’t miss it none
You won’t find it anywhere
In my mountain home
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5. |
Psycho
04:19
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Psycho by Andrea & Mud
Written by Leon Payne
Can Mary fry some fish, papa?
I'm as hungry as can be
Oh lordy, how I wish, papa
You could keep the baby quiet 'cause my head killing me
I've seen your ex last night, papa
At a dance at Miller's store
She was with that Jackie White, papa
I killed them both and they're buried
Under Jenkins sycamore
Don't you think I'm psycho, mama?
You can pour me a cup
If you think I'm psycho, mama
You better let 'em lock me up
I won’t hand the pup to you, papa
You might squeeze him too tight
I'm as nervous as can be, papa
Let me tell you 'bout what I
Saw you do last night
You woke up in Johnny's room, papa
Standing right by his bed
With your hands around his throat, papa
Wishing both of you, and the puppy, were dead
You think I'm psycho don't you, mama?
I just killed Johnny's pup
You think I'm psycho don't you, mama?
You'd better let 'em lock me up
You know the little girl next door, papa
I think her name is Betty Clark
Don't tell me that she's dead, papa
I just seen her
Walking with you in the park
She was sitting on a bench, papa
Thinking of a game to play
Seems you were holding a wrench, papa
Then your mind just got up
And walked away
You think I'm psycho don't you, mama?
I didn't mean to break your cup
You think I'm psycho don't you, mama
Mama, mama why don't you get up?
It’s time for you to get up
Fetch me some coffee
I reckon, it’s time
Mama
Mama, get up
Mama
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6. |
A World Just You and Me
02:27
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A World Just You and Me by Andrea & Mud
Written by Kyle “Mud” Moseley and Andrea Colburn
Mark another “X” on the calendar
Because today was just the same
It’s another fight, another quarrel’s
Got me feeling oh so lame
You just got home and you’re carrying on
About the way things ought to be
It’s another day
Fading away
In this world just you and me
I can’t do it on my own
We’ve got troubles so you’ve shown
If misery needs some company
We might fit the part
Another day, another dollar
Won’t cut it up here in the holler
The way it seems
There ain’t no satisfaction
Unless the fights aren’t so clean
The clockwork of time
Had made us rhyme
Singing in harmony
It’s another day
Fading away
In this world just you and me
Constant angry attitude
Is but a delinquency
If misery needs some company
We might fit the part
The trouble of it all
Is I’m trapped behind these prison walls
Can’t guarantee another plea
Of peace and harmony
Left alone, these problem will show
A way for you and me to be free
It’s another day
Fading away
In this world just you and me
Mark another “X” on the calendar
Because today was just the same
It’s another day
Fading away
In this world just you and me
It’s another day
Fading away
In this world just you and me
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7. |
Kitchen Floor
03:28
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Kitchen Floor by Andrea & Mud
Written by Andrea Colburn and Kyle “Mud” Moseley
Lately I’ve been losing sleep
Done a lot of crying over you
I just spend most of my time
Looking for the right shade of blue
I can’t find the right words
Can’t keep from being misconstrued
Feels like my whole life
Has been one big interlude
I ripped open my heart
Laid it on the concrete just for you
Found out the whole time
You were sad too
Lately I’ve been singing wrong lines
Seems like I’m in a different tune
I can’t get nothing right
No matter what I think I prove
I try
Try to make it work with you
But you ain’t pulling your fair share
And you’ve got some work to do
I ripped open my heart
Laid it on the concrete just for you
Found out the whole time
You were sad too
[Spoken]
Baby, I’ve been thinking lately
Bout me and you
How come it still don’t work
What did I forget to do?
Maybe this whole time
When I was picking out my favorite shade of blue
I shoulda just got up off that kitchen floor
And end this interlude
I ripped open my heart
Laid it on the kitchen floor just for you
Found out the whole time
You were sad too
I ripped open my heart
Laid it on the kitchen floor
Just for you
You
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8. |
Committed to Parkview
03:31
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Committed to Parkview by Andrea & Mud
Written by Johnny Cash
There's a man across the hall who sits staring at the floor
He thinks he's Hank Williams; hear him singing through the door
There's a girl in 203, who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs and the star that she should be
There are lots of special people staying in or passing through
And for one thing or another committed to Parkview
There's a girl in 307, coming down on Thorazine
And a superstar's ex-drummer trying to kick Benzedrine
There's a real fine Country singer who has tried and tried and tried
They just brought him in this morning, an attempted suicide
There are those that never made it those that did but now are through
Some came of their own good choosing: some committed to Parkview
There's a girl who cries above me loud enough to wake the dead
They don't know what she has taken that has scrambled up her head
There's a boy just down below me who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother
'Cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bum from down on Broadway and then a few quite well-to-do's
Who have withdrawn from the rat race and committed to Parkview
They wake me about 6:30, just before the morning meal
While they're taking blood pressure they ask me how I feel
And I always say: "Fantastic! There ain't nothing wrong with me"
Then they give me my injection and I go right back to sleep
And my days are kind of foggy and my nights are dreamy too
But they're taking good care of me committed to Parkview
But they're taking good care of me committed to Parkview
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9. |
Hard Life
03:01
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Hard Life by Andrea & Mud
Written by Kyle “Mud” Moseley and Andrea Colburn
There’s a red sun on the rise
Tears in your eyes
I can’t say this is the first time
We’ve been feeling this way
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
There’s no money in my pocket
There's water dripping from the faucet
They say day by day
There’s no help on the way
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
And it’s the wrong way to be together
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
There's nothing but gray in the sky
To show how time flies
You’re sitting here but I’m all alone
In this place we call a home
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
There’s a red sun on the rise
Tears in your eyes
I can’t say this is the first time
We’re feeling this way
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
It’s the wrong way to be together
It’s a hard life that we’re living
It’s a hard life that we’re living
It’s a hard life that we’re living today
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10. |
Devil Got Me Down
03:20
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Devil Got Me Down by Andrea & Mud
Written by Andrea Colburn and Kyle “Mud” Moseley
Don't you say nothing
Don't you speak your mind
Devil's gonna come for you
He'll get to you in time
Don't you say nothing
Don't you speak your mind
Devil's gonna come for you
He'll get to you in time
Devil got me down
Run me out of town
Devil got me down
Run me out of town
You can't run from him
Ain't nowhere to hide
He's been doing this
Since the dawn of time
If you are a pretty girl
He'd love to take your life
You'll never have a senior prom
You'll never be a wife
Devil got me down
Run me out of town
Devil got me down
Run me out of town
He doesn't leave no peaches
In the summertime
Eating apples in the fall
Won't be on your mind
Don't you say nothing
Don't you speak your mind
Devil's gonna come for you
He'll get to you in time
Devil got me down
Run me out of town
Devil got me down
Run me out of town
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11. |
This Time
04:06
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This Time by Andrea & Mud
Written by Andrea Colburn and Kyle “Mud” Moseley
What have you done?
Life use to be so fun
We can’t laugh anymore
Because you’re down on the floor
I can’t see you this way
You look so haggard these days
This ain’t funny anymore
So don’t pretend
And now I’m you’re only friend
Choose the bottle or me
You only get one this time
You’ve cashed in your sorry’s
And I’ve seen you walk the line
You chose the bottle, not me
Please don’t do that this time
You’re always wailing for whiskey
When the world stopped, you got off
All you have is a jukebox and a barstool
But I’m the one who’s a fool
Choose the bottle or me
You only get one this time
You’re still jonesing for trouble
‘Cause afterall, you’re just a man
You chose the bottle, not me
Please don’t do that this time
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12. |
Welcome to Blue Skies
02:54
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Welcome to Blue Skies by Andrea & Mud
Written by Kyle “Mud” Moseley and Andrea Colburn
Welcome to blue skies
They’re never gray
Your destination
Is lonely minutes away
Worth a thousand miles of thumbing
From Atlanta to San Antone
The grass is always greener
On the side nearest home
I’m not saying that I’m running
Away from things in the past
But there’s a million things that cloud my mind
And show me that it’s time to fly away
Lonely minutes is all the time
It takes to send me on my dreary way
Toting my life’s work on my back
Holding nothing I can’t check
A few hundred miles to go
And I’m still flying pretty low
Slowly touching the tarmac
And I’m still thinking of the past
There’s a million things that cloud my mind
And show me that it’s time to fly away
Lonely minutes is all the time
It takes to send me on my dreary way
Welcome to blue skies
They’re never gray
Your destination
Is lonely minutes away
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13. |
Just Dropped In
04:33
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Just Dropped In by Andrea & Mud
Written by Mickey Newbury
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
Tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
What condition my condition was in
Pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
Watched myself crawlin' out as I was crawlin' in
Got up so tight, I couldn't unwind
Saw so much, I broke my mind
And I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
What condition my condition was in
What condition my condition was in
Someone painted "April Foolsl" in big, black letters on a dead end sign
Had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta Memphis, got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
And I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
What condition my condition was in
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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14. |
Blue Skies Reprise
01:13
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*See "Welcome to Blue Skies"
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Andrea & Mud Atlanta, Georgia
Ever wonder what it would have been like if Johnny and June were backed by the Cramps? If Conway and Loretta toured with the Ventures? If Link Wray and Amy Winehouse fell in love, started a band and everything they put out sounded like it was for a new Tarantino movie? That's a good start to describing ATL band Andrea & Mud but you need to listen to their music to understand. NEW ALBUM OUT NOW. ... more
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