Unstopperable

by The Goat Family

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released July 1, 2004

The first Goat Family release featuring jugs, washtub bass, washboard, jews harp, banjo, Tahitian banjo-ukelele, steel six-string, toy piano, castenets, maracas, glockenspeil, coo-coo, nightingale, mosquito, wind wand, coconut shells, musical saw, kazoo, whirly, slide whistle, marching bass drum, dobro, snare, dumbek, finger cymbals, Chinese gong, gourd, sistrum, alto-recorder, cuica, penny whistle, bongo, triangle, suona, accordian, harmonica, ukelele, train whistle, duck call, sandpaper blocks, mouth siren, frog rasp, banjo-mandolin, acoustic bass guitar, bamboo flutes, double agogo, autoharp, ocarina, egg, the mophone, popgun, bolex, and lastly our own Vox Inhumana.

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The Goat Family San Francisco, California

With harmonies storming in from the West and rhythms shaking loose from the American songbook, this band packs folk, country, banda, and blues into a wobbly wagon on a cross-country trip bound for butt-shaking happiness.

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Track Name: Dress My Soul
Dress My Soul

I love her, oh but she loves him
Dress my soul - shed my skin

All I own is on the outside
All I have is on the inside of you

In a hurried voice, I make a shaky choice
It comes slipping through my breathing tube

White line time seldom lies
Watching signs, feeling left behind

You come waltzing in and I go walking by
Track Name: (That's What My) Mommie Said
That’s What My Mommy Said

Now I remember when I was half of sixteen
My Mommy seemed to me to really be mean
She laid the law down with a steadfast hand
I had to listen, ‘cause I was her “little man”

That’s what my Mommy said (That’s what my Mommy said)

“Now don’t go sliding on them newly waxed floors
And don’t be slamming that kitchen door
That pie’s for later, now go wash up your hands
Go call your brother and go wake up your dad”

That’s what my Mommy said (That’s what my Mommy said)

My Mom’s a hundred now and I’m eighty-one
She often scolds me for having “too much fun”
I’ve come to listen without hearing a thing
It might be wrong, but it’s my way of coping

‘Cause I remember when I was half of sixteen
My Mommy seemed to me to really be mean
She laid the law down with a steadfast hand
I had to listen, ‘cause I was her “little man”

That’s what my Mommy said (That’s what my Mommy said)
Track Name: Jolly Young World
Jolly Young World

No ”do nots” for we babies, only wars of pleasure allowed
And continuous abandon in a young world
No need for experience, no Oil of Olay
Just slo-mo’s and freeze frames, da rule of the day

Just a young world, a yum yum yum world
Such a young world, such a jolly young world

Regular abundant comforts, rotating planes of delight
Mandatory happy face profile in a bright gold light
Communication, just buzz words - we show a sleek svelte silhouette
We keep the baldies and the grannies anticipating our whims

Everybody rich and seductive, nobody needs want
All we mamas making moolah for the young world
Carefree backdrops provided while we cop and rave
So awesomely tanned too - have a nice day

Pensive pouts echo oceans of concern
Regular trains to Jordan, nobody’s gonna burn
Designer clothing in motion, aerobic cocktails o.k.
Facial tucks get those washboard tummies, no fat chicks no way

No perilous procreation or diseases to fight
Just break out the video have sex all night
Stamp out crow’s feet, cancel the cellulite
Test-tubes and sperm banks make sure we all pretty white (right?)
Track Name: Little Birdie
Little Birdie

Little birdie, little birdie
What makes you fly so high?
It's because I’m a pretty little bird
And I do not fear to die

Little birdie, little birdie
What makes your hair so red?
After all that I’ve been through
It’s a wonder I ain’t dead

Little birdie, little birdie
What makes your wings so blue?
It’s because I’ve been a’grieving
A’grieving after you

Little birdie, little birdie
Come sing for me a song
It’s a short while that I’ll be here
And a long time I’ll be gone

Little birdie, little birdie
What makes you fly so high?
It's because I’m a pretty little bird
And I do not fear to die
Track Name: Tonight
Tonight

Well sitting by the night water, fire burning low
Watching Nile riders roll on down the river
And I told myself a story to a boy who just don’t know
Kept me company, we sang and laughed a little

But I’m sitting on the other side of the world tonight
Tonight baby tonight

Well the heart is rippling like the waves and my fever’s rising fast
And I’m thinking ‘bout my friend, well she’s my lover
And sure, she’s up in the morning and her hair is all a mess
But she climbs back in bed and she lays down with another

Well we spent the night by the low fire, nothing more than coals
Sharing cigarettes and a bottle of water
And sometime he would understand and smile like he knows
That I would swim across and lay down and I love her
Track Name: Death Letter Blues
Death Letter Blues

She wrote me a letter, now how do you reckon it read?
She wrote me a letter, now how do you reckon it read?
Come home sweet papa, your loving baby’s dead

I went to that depot, I caught that train on time
I went to that depot, I caught that train on time
When I walked in my baby was slowly dying

My mama said howdy, my papa said goodbye
My mama said howdy, my papa said goodbye
That could poor boy couldn’t do nothing, but hang his head and cry

Lord, he went down to her bedside and looked down upon her face
Lord, he went down to her bedside and looked down upon her face
He said I tried to love you baby, but I can’t take your place

So many hacks and buggies are hanging round
So many hacks and buggies are hanging round
They’re all waiting to take my baby, take her to that burying ground

You don’t take my baby to that burying ground
You don’t take my baby to that burying ground
I said, get away from that momma she ain’t going to that burying ground

You don’t break my heart Lord, til you let her down
You don’t break my heart Lord, til you let her down
You know you don’t break my heart Lord, til you let her down

I went down to the headboard and I fell down on my knees
I went down to the headboard and I fell down on my knees
If you can speak one word babe, give this heart some ease

Don’t your house look lonesome when your woman has gone?
Don’t your house look lonesome when your woman has gone?
Don’t you feel mistreated to see your love so?

You don’t miss no water til your well runs dry
You don’t miss no water til your well runs dry
You don’t miss your momma til she shakes your hand goodbye

Will you tell me pretty mama what kind of woman is you?
Will you tell me pretty mama what kind of woman is you?
Just want to know pretty mama but how come you treat me like you do?