Kurt Vile Puppet To The Man

Well I think by now you probably think I am a puppet to the man

Well, I’ll tell you right now you best believe that I am

Sometimes I’m stuck in and I think I can unglue it

Sometimes I’m stuck in and I think I can unglue it

This one goes out to all those who want to rap to survive

Enough comes by saying, looting, I want ’em to die

My sister’s stuck and she don’t think she can unglue it

Sometimes I get stuck in a rut too, it’s okay girlfriends

Sometimes I been rough so much I want it to end

Well I think by now you probably think I am a puppet to the man

But I shout it out loud because I now that I am

Sometimes I’m stuck in and I think I can unglue it

Will you help me do it, will you help me do it?

Will you help me do it, will you help me do it?

Will you help me do it, will you help me do it?

Will you help me do it, will you help me do it?

Will you help me do it, will you help me do it?

Kurt Vile Jesus Fever

I packed my suitcase with myself

But I’m already gone

I cleanse myself with vitamin health

But I’m already gone

I saw a rising though the river rising

And I saw it fall

The Jesus fever is falling all over you

Believers and lovers

But Jesus fever’s fallin’ all over

You believers and lovers

In a black bowl, I found a broken skull

Now I’m already gone

You can write my whole life down in a little book

When I’m already gone

I started shakin’ and my heart breaking

And my belly crawls

The Jesus fever is falling all over you

Believers and lovers

When I’m a ghost, I see no reason to run

When I’m already gone

If it wasn’t taped, you could escape this song

But I’m already gone

Kurt Vile Over Everything

When I’m all alone on my own by my lonesome

And there ain’t a single ‘nother soul around

I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs

Over everything

When I’m by myself and it’s daytime cuz down-under

Or wherever it is I live when it’s evening

You know I speed-read the morning news and come up with my own little song also

…too

When I step outside to a beautiful morning

Where the trees are all waggin’, my hair-flag waving

The scenery ragin’, my life/love cascading, and the smog hangs

Over everything

When I’m outside in a real good mood

You could almost forget ’bout all the other things

Like a big old ominous cloud in my periphery

Don’t wanna talk about it

Simultaneous I shout it

When I was young I liked to hear music blarin’

And I wasn’t carin’ to neuter my jams with earplugs

But these days I inhabitate a high-pitched ring over things

So these days I plug ’em up

When I’m strugglin’ with my songs I do the same thing too

And then I crunch ’em up in headphones, cause why wouldn’t you?

You could say I hear you on several levels at high decibels

Over everything

When I’m all alone on my own by myself

And there ain’t another single one around

I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs

Over everything