Jason Moody

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Recorded at home, and at Tom O'Neill's garage. Cleaned up by Garret Hammond at The Brill Basement, Downers Grove, IL.

These songs fill in the blanks between Moody's former band Zerostars and his new batch of songs currently in production.

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released September 19, 2011

Jason Moody - Guitars, Vocals
Garret Hammond - Drums (trk 5)
Daniel Knox - Piano (trks 2, 7)

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Track Name: My Imaginary Life
In my imaginary life
I was your hero and you my blushing bride
But my wife she doesn't blush as much
And my acts of heroics have all but died
Track Name: Babyland
Stone by stone and brick by brick
All the names pass away on our lips
Hell to offer in Babyland

Squirrel don't jump from grave to grave
Graveman come and dig for pay
Hell to offer in Babyland
Hell to offer in Babyland

Field of bone and crooked towns
They hid their faces they turned around
Hell to offer in Babyland
Hell to offer in Babyland
Track Name: Slow Chase
Shuffled paper
I froze out the clock
Stapling down everything for a whole city block

And in a moment
Outcome unaware
My fall from grace came out of nowhere

Slow chase this madness
Hats off to you

Two years in an instant
I’m two years behind
A cloudy reception paraded outside

My indoctrination
Was far from over
But I'm free all the same
Calling contacts for a name change

Slow chase this madness
Hats off to you

Hey Ma
Don't let her get upset
Hey Ma
Don't hear a word I said
I'm in love at the filling station

Hey Ma
Don't let them tip your hand
Hey ma
You'll never understand
I'm in love with the situation

Laugh when you’re angry
Cry all you might
Trade all your glory days for impossible nights

Here is the new song
It’s not worth anything
Full of imagination but nothing to sing

Slow chase this madness
Hats off to you
Track Name: Time Spent, Time Served
Time spent
Time served
Sleeping in a waking world

Little gained
Much risked
Rarely has it come to this

You become the sound
Of new beginnings
This sad bus will run all evening

Time spent
Time served
Sleeping in a waking world

Let’s rush
Headlong
Through the length of some old song

Let this melody
Convince you and me
The needy truth must be told

Time spent
Time served
Track Name: Freaks of the Family
I’ve got permission to steal the show
Picking up steam, rolling up sleeves
Here we go!

I’ve got permission to steal the show
Picking up steam, rolling up sleeves
Here we go!

You and Me
Freaks of the family
Your moral compass is broken
Yes I see that it’s bound to explode yeah

We’ve passed admissions, we’re covered in snow
Freezing our hands, making our plans
As we go!

We’ve passed admissions, we’re covered in snow
Freezing our hands, making our plans
As we go!

You and Me
Freaks of the family
Your moral compass is broken
Yes I see that it’s bound to explode yeah

Freaks of the family, family of freaks
I can tell you straight what’s inside you and me
And you can’t find it just anywhere
No you can’t find it just anywhere

I’m on a mission, the rest of my days
Hair going grey, swinging my way?
Here we go!

I’m on a mission, the rest of my days
Hair going grey, going my way?
Here we go!

You and Me
Freaks of the family
Your moral compass is broken
Yes I see that it’s bound to explode yeah
Track Name: Not Tonight, Josephine
Half an hour later, you're still in that room
Can't you see I've got a lot to do?

I can see you through the keyhole baby, making your next move
Every face on the fire escape comes down to you
Every face c'mon, c'mon cries out to you

But not tonight, Josephine
Not tonight
Well you can read a passage out of your good book baby
Incidentally there's nowhere to hide
You have a fine life, could you get it right?

It's no wonder by the shoulder and there's no gas in the tank
Passenger sighs easy on her way back from the bank
Sail sadly backwards through the kite trails of your mind
You were holding steady to me tethered to the line
And I guess we always thought we had more time

But not tonight, Josephine
Not tonight
Well you can read a passage out of your good book baby
Incidentally there's nowhere to hide
You have a fine life, could you get it right?

Sally found out the hard way
She had about enough to take
Quick inspection of the highway
It had to be the breaks
And it feels like going home
And it feels like going home

Suzy ran the numbers cleary
There had to be a big mistake
Climbing to the rooftop
You know she had a lot at stake
And it feels like going home
And it feels like going home

But not tonight, Josephine
Not tonight, Josephine
Not tonight
Well you can read a passage out of your good book baby
Incidentally there's nowhere to hide
You have a fine life, could you get it right?
Track Name: Bad Days
We're winding down through forests of trees
To measure the scope of our calamities
Safe the pressure for the drive home

And you loved your wife gradually
But honey I'm still a honeybee
Slipping slowly
From the way home

And he's loved before but he wants to know
Can he subscribe to what you've got in store
He may be on to something

And I'm gonna claw and I'm gonna bite
And I'm gonna slam my fists all right

Bad days
Track Name: South
If this is where we stand
I don't want to know otherwise
I loved you best
I can't speak for all the other guys
I'm gonna take it from you
And take it all apart

If it kills me
I'll be your cocaine
It took me years
Now I don't think there's a need to explain
Don't start running away because of what you're thinking

Outside your apartment
The scars in the pavement
That's where our story went south

I'm only keeping the peace
I can only hold out so long
Languid in love cost me a place where we could belong

You sweet unspeakable you
You tear me all apart

If it kills me
I'll be your cocaine
It took me years
Now I don't think there's a need to explain
Convince this angel in me
To cure his awful heart

Outside your apartment
The scars in the pavement
That's where our story went south

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