Summer Bummer

by Colonel

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released October 1, 2015

All songs written, performed and recorded by Colin Mosely

Colin Mosely: Guitar, Vocals, Synthesizer, Violin
Hugh Sato: Accordion, Violin

Produced by Colin Mosely
Mixed by Colin Mosely
Mastered by Carl Saff
Jacket by Hugh Sato
Layout by Paul Asta

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To my friends and family who helped me realize I could do this.

© 2015 Colin Mosely. All rights reserved



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Track Name: New Mexico (1975 Remix)
I can't believe what you said
to me, as I send myself off

to climb the white sand

of New Mexico. You know
I seek solace out there. I wish
I could get to know you but I can't

get that close. And I guess
its not 1963, cause I can't catch
the wind I breathe. And I guess

its not 1975, though the politics
are cruel-- and I can't get that close.
Track Name: Sad Sap
Jacque Cousteau and Sylvia Earle

Fisheries whining with lovers quarrel

Inner tube, I'm too fat to get in you

not like that, I'm just floating on

without you, both are strong 75' Jaws

and poems about coke and loss.

‘cause I'm a sad sap
and you're a...

‘cause I'm a sad sap
and your waves are weeds.
Track Name: Ochre House
Rifted up it's the wild west. I don't know
what I've been thinking off my meds.

Brick by brick it's a ladder straight
to bed. I've been missing all those sacred

places to live. Table for two white table
cloth is set. I don't know what I've been

thinking what you said. Here the chairs
aren't sturdy and the cloth is criss crossed

in red. So it’s a country house and it seems
so wrong I've misplaced your blouse. Now,

I've been put in my place. Its the friends
you worship whether you deserve it,

a warm bed, still and set but you're a baby
thats just been born, your legs are shifting

and you're uncertain whether you exist.
It’s the bitter cold. It’s the icy snow.

It’s the chemicals in my brain.
Track Name: Carney
I remember last halloween

Oh I wish I had a party:

I would dress like Leon Russell,
from his old album, Carney.

I remember last halloween

Oh I wish I had a party:

I would dress like Marilyn Manson 

and not look in the mirror.
Track Name: Blackfish
Hanging off of me

Flick it to the street

Crush between my toes

Bloody that is me
You got me beached

I'm taken like a stray--

Oh what a bummer

Summer hunger

‘Cause I'm that black fish swimming around
killing what keeps it from dying young

And I'm that carnival clown

They say up on a tight wire
One side is ice another is fire

I don't know what you singers say
I guess that means you're talking about the gray


Full circle back to me

Looks like I've been seized

Abused like cigarettes 

Self conflicted bet

You got me beached

I'm taken like a stray

Oh what a bummer

Summer hunger

Oh what a beach bum

I have become 

Between you and me

Like an inside joke from "Carney"
What a beach bum bumpkin.
Track Name: Down Tide
Surfs up, but I've never been told

about the danger of what's beneath the undertow

It’s like a pot of gold--

like surfing that I've never done

Brian and I talked about self esteem

Just like me and strangers talk about what russell sings
our faces feeling ochre

I think I must be older
collectors edge but I'm not so quick

All the old ladies with their satchels picking up them

Like surfing down a river

Feeling orange almost citrus

‘Cause it’s all down tide

and I think I found some down time
Track Name: Amity
Always cool to complain

But it's fine, not insane

Mr. Dead and Mrs. None

Internet doctor that I caught
Living of a little mime

Open up your mouth and say

Keep your eagerness in mind

Some say forgiveness is a little lame,
I don't feel like complete Amity

The police aren't here 

Scientists like those 50's moms left home to work all day

Fishermen doing their job

Listening to the 70's sob

Thinking will make you sad

Gotta feel like you have