Gettin' Strange

by Open Country Joy

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Gettin' Strange was recorded in November 2009 at Velvetone studio in Ellensburg, WA by Sam Albright.

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released May 14, 2010

Open Country Joy is: Brandon Brooks, Jeff Dermond, Seth Garrido, and Matt Rieger.

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Open Country Joy Ellensburg, Washington

Open Country Joy is Ellensburg's homegrown hometown band, specializing in booty-shaking country funk since the year 2000!

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Track Name: High Time
Can't tell we're not hippies by what I drive
And how she shaves her legs
You may mistake my manner as passive
But mama insisted I behave
We met the hour that things go sideways
Around nine o'clock or ten
Played some pool and drank some booze
And fell in love at the bar

There are places in this world that won't let you be who you are
I've roamed this country, and I've seen how they are.

I love the soil and the toil and to
Watch it grow in the sun
She wants to grow old and doesn't mind my
Receding hairline and crooked toes
So don't you give out
Don't you step down
'Cause you have not found it yet
I can say that I know what pain is
And there is more than one path

There are people in this world who won't let you be who you are
I've roamed this country and I've seen how they are.

Can't tell we're not hippies by how we act or
People who cross the line
I have respect for those who step out
But not by product of design
You have your own feet and you can buy steel
It does not mean you are apart

There are people in this world who will not let you be who you are
I've roamed this country and I've seen how they are.

And it's high time you grow up from yourself
High time you harvest from the shelf
High time you took a look outside
High time
Track Name: Pliers
I heard a rumor that you fell down the stairs again
You're hanging on but you can't seem to grasp a thing
The puzzle is too big and there is no time
And you're buried alive by the things you must do

Yeah I know how it feels to loose time now and then
To feel the wind pushing too hard on your back
And you say that it's nothing
Yeah you say that it's nothing
Nothing worth the time it takes to speak

The common man ain't nothing but a platform
For politicians pushing insurance plans
It could be fed row
It could be wall street
These days always the twain shall meet

And it won't be long before they completely turn on us
With doctored food and poisoned wine
It's gonna cost ten grand just to fix your mouth
All I needed was a shot
14 pills
and a pair of pliers

So tip your glass sip your wine and drink your beer
'Cause it sure as hell feels like the end is near
Tip your glass sip your wine and drink your beer
'Cause it sure as hell feels like the end is near

And you say that it's nothing
Yeah you say that it's nothing
Nothing worth the time it takes to speak
And you say that it's nothing
Yeah you say that it's nothing
Nothing worth the time it takes to speak
Track Name: Rise
Why hold your hands out for the shackles
You are the innocent ones
Why sacrifice your soul
For the profit of your captors
You've got to dance on the Earth
And use the life you've been given
Cause none of them give you freedom
None of them leave you living

Don't let them fool you
No don't fool yourself
Don't let them take you
And hold you in their hell
You've rested your souls
But they're slipping away
Lift up and arise
For the coming of today

Jah children rise
Rise rise rise
Fill your souls with Jah light
Rise rise rise
Sing your love sing your rights and rise
Rise rise rise
For the coming of this long night
This long night

You're walking on sacred ground
The fruit of Jah Earth in abundance surround you
Why do you turn your head away
The further that you stumble and fall
The further to climb out of Babylon walls
Keep love as your answer come what may

Don't let them fool you
Oh no don't fool yourself
Don't let them take you
And hold you in their hell
You've rested your souls
But they're slipping away
Lift up and rise
For the coming of today

Jah children rise
Rise rise rise
Build your souls with Jah light
Rise rise rise
Sing your love sing your rights and rise
Rise rise rise
For the coming of this long night
Track Name: Open Country
Maybe I was too hard on you
Maybe you were too hard on me
The city boasts more than it is
And it can take more than it gives

Thoughts of going our separate ways
Maybe it's the city that's to blame
But I would rather be strung up a tree
Than to ever again leave the country

The underground is a siphon well
Slaves run the rigs 'cause they can't spell
There is no silent revolution
It's just class evolution

I would rather be strung up a tree
Than to ever again leave the country
Track Name: Meatboot
They came and got me right when I pulled in
Should have known I couldn't win
I left my boots just inside the door
All the kids were on the floor
The stereo was just confusing us
We were waiting for the bus

The bus arrived and everyone was there
Owen climbed up on a chair
Backwards walk from there to here
Then he tried to steal my beer
Went outside and there was stuff to burn
Everybody got a turn

They warned me that he might want to share
But I don't know why he put it there
He walked over with a little grin
He walked over and just dumped it in

Owen gave me the meatboot.
Track Name: Fourth of July
I'm crossing the great divide
Morning sun is shining bright
In a solitary light
First few hundred miles
I'd never gone alone
Behind the wheel
Didn't know where I would end up
Don't expect to find out now

Back to the open country
It's gettin' strange here
I'm broke but I'm happy
To live with the rocks and the woods
Winter times I've felt I died
But I'm happy to be alive

I've never liked being
In one place too long
Try to stay as long as it takes
But I'm tired of missing my love
And birds will fly
No matter what you try
It's more the way I feel
Leaves me with nothing to say

Two hundred miles past
Fourth of July Pass
Track Name: What is Wrong With You
What is wrong with you?