We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.
/

lyrics

This is the life, baby. Wouldn't you agree? I live in hell, I don't know what's wrong with me. But I've been under the impression that it's up to us to choose. I've got them stuck in this place, man, left here in a wasteland blues. I've got no friends, got no job, no car. Mistaken for a person didn't take me very far. And I've been shit on so much I've got nothing left to lose. I've got them kick you in the face and leave you in a wasteland blues. If you've never been alone, if you've ever felt free, if you've been happy at all you don't got nothing on me. It's cold, it's dark, and damn near everything is dead. Now, that ain't the kind of thing that I want in my head. And I don't know what is up there turning the screws. I've got them taken to the basement, dying in a wasteland blues. I've got them don't know where the days went, lost in this wasteland blues.

credits

from The Misanthrope and his Doubtful Faith, released January 18, 2007
Brooks Strause-guitars, bass and trumpet; Landon Strause-drums; Chris Brown-organ

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Brooks Strause image

Brooks Strause Iowa City, Iowa

contact / help

Contact Brooks Strause

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

Brooks Strause recommends:

If you like Brooks Strause, you may also like:

Bandcamp Daily  your guide to the world of Bandcamp

On Bandcamp Radio

Saxophonist Isaiah Collier chats about his new LP and the influence of Pharoah Sanders.
listen now