I can play it pretty sweet,
But I can’t suffer for your fantasies,
‘Cause when you’re here
The bile runs clear.
Your black mind binds on childish boundaries.
You talk about the ghosts who haunt this town
And cast your eyes aside when you see mee.
I’m an absentee, a tiger in a tree.
Back away, let me grieve.
I can play a cruel guitar,
But I cannot unsee your twisted snarl,
‘Cause when you’re near
The blood runs queer
And celibate among the stars.
Recorded in quarantine, the latest from Blues Lawyer hits the indie pop/post-punk sweet spot, and will be out on 5x7 flexi in August. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 30, 2021