Jagoff Hearts

by Akrasia

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Featuring:

BILL DANYLO on vox, geetar, and clavinova
BENJI BALIX on bass, clavinova, bg vox
DR MIKE BURIC on geetar, ebow, and banjo
FLETCH on drums and percussion
CLAY SCHOLTZ on clavinova
JORDAN AUTH on geetars
DAVE LOWENSOHN on geetar
PAUL TABACHNECK on brian wilsons
CHAD GERBE on geetar
BLAISE CASTELLI on geetar
JIM EMANUEL on geetar
AL FALER on trombone
BRANDON TAYLOR on banjo
JARED PAKLER on geetar

(c) (p) 2012 akrasia llc
all songs by Bill Danylo
except #3 (Danylo/Scholtz)
and #5 (Danylo/Dawkins)

Akrasia is a rock & roll band that jams like a jam band but likes to take showers.

They are slackers with guitars and computers riding the vibe of the muse through the tangled webs of this reckless game of Risk, this perpetual game of Othello that is life in this modern age.

They are prophets and poets. Observers and wanderers.
Actors in the great unwritten play. They play music for beer and they like it.

They dig fast cars, finely grilled red meat, long walks in the woods, free interpretation, extra innings, pure opium, the History Channel, listening to music through good headphones and relations with pretty girls.

They embrace freedom of the mind, the right to have a good time, and our eventual alien overlords.

The band is an always-evolving, usually-revolving musical collective currently featuring whoever shows up.

Akrasia has released nine or twn albums.

They're pretty decent. If you dig decent music, you might dig them.
They're probably currently recording another one or two. They will be most excellent.

Their live shows are a spontaneous, groove-tastic romp through their catalog of hundreds of original songs and a bunch of songs that they didn't write also.

Each show is different and special, like a snowflake or a vagina.

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released March 19, 2012

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Track Name: Later On
I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on

I rise to the east and set em on the table
Spit versitile lines like the Tower of Babel
Sow what I reap and I reap what I sow
Wash it all down with a bottle of Crow
I rise to the east and set em on the table
Spit versitile lines like the Tower of Babel
Sow what I reap and I reap what I sow
Wash it all down with a bottle of Crow

I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on

I got sacks of gold, man, I own the floor
Ima last cash lenda to the standard and poor
I ride with the king and I ride with the sage,
Great engineer for the golden age
I ride with the king and I ride with the sage,
Great engineer for the golden age
Got sacks of gold, I own the floor
Ima last cash lenda to the standard and poor

I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on

I cook my meat with a pound of butter
Last night's party's still lying in the gutter
I rhyme sublime and I give the best hugs
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
I cook my meat with a pound of butter
Last night's party's still lying in the gutter
I rhyme sublime and I give the best hugs
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
Pack volcanos
Pack volcanos
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs

I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on
Track Name: Pretty Girl from Millvale
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home

Met you outside of a Lotus set
Said you're feeling good, the night ain't done yet
And can I take a drag off your cigarette
I said sure
You said thanks, I don't really smoke

Said you seen the band ten times before
They don't play Moonrise anymore
But Wax was sick and Marisol
And maybe later they'll play Woolly Mammoth

Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home

Said I wish Pamela's was open
You said Pancakes? You want pancakes?
I make better pancakes.
Said the bar my cousin works at gots
Bell's on tap and dollar shots
Not that one
It's another one
There's a lot of em
Might as well keep a buzz in this

Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home

I gave you a holler
Standing in line at the Family Dollar
Velveeta shells and cheese, generic laundry sheets
Got a govenment card but it's not enough and
You live with a guy who don't do much
But you might move back with your sister
Both grew up just down the road
By a church that ain't a church no more
Not that one
It's another one
There's a lot of em
Even God had to bail this

Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home

Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home
Track Name: Got Love If You Want It
Ain't bringin none that jive to me
Got love if you want it
Ain't bringin none that jive to me
Got love if you want it

I wish I let myself be happy
Wish I lived when I was young
Wish I didn't need the money
Wish I could hug my mom
Wish I let myself be happy

I asked for honey
And she gave me bees
I asked for honey
And she gave me bees

I wish I let myself be happy
Wish I lived when I was young
Wish I didn't need the money
I Wish I could hug my mom
Wish I let myself be happy

I wish I let myself be happy
Wish I lived when I was young
Wish I didn't need the money
I Wish I could hug my mom
Wish I let myself be happy

Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Track Name: My Soul, My Own
Pawned the family Bible
Prayed my last Amen
Mainline's down and my smokes run out
But I'm never going again
No, I'm never going again
No, I'm never going again

Took my daddy's rifle
Traded my IOUs
Got some favors saved with the vile and depraved
But ain't no one coming though
Ain't no one coming though
Ain't no one coming though

When the dark times come are you wise or are you older?
River on fire and the winds getting colder
Who's gonna hear you when you break down crying
Put a blanket on your bed when you fall down dying

My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Was it something that you thought
That you should be, but you're not
Do you think that you get it? You get it?
You get it but you don't
My soul, my own

Every man's a sinner
And I've done more than I should
Never had much but a smile and the touch
But I got it when I could
Yeah, I got it when I could
I got it when I could

When the dark times come are you wise or are you older?
River on fire and the winds getting colder
Who's gonna hear you when you break down crying
Put a blanket on your bed when you fall down dying

My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Was it something that you thought
That you should be, but you're not
Do you think that you get it? You get it?
You get it but you don't
My soul, my own

Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now

Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now

My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Was it something in a smile
Made you throw down on the pile
Ride out the turn, you and me, and our jagoff hearts
My soul, my own

My soul, my own
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Track Name: On Top of the World
What if only sound
Was the music we need
To make the future clear
Bring you near to me
What if only sound
Was the music we need
To make the future clear
Bring you near to me

I'm on top of the world
But it feels like it's sinking
I'm on top of the world
Floating high like a cloud
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
I'm on top of the world
But I'm on my way down

What if only life was here
To make us sad to see
You weren't here to sing
The songs you could've sung with me
What if only life was here
To make us sad to see
You weren't here to sing
The songs you could've sung with me

I'm on top of the world
But it feels like it's sinking
I'm on top of the world
Floating high like a cloud
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
I'm on top of the world
But I'm on my way down

What if our only time
Is wasting in the prime
It aches your back and
Takes your sleep and
Drives your mind
What if our only time
Is wasting in the prime
It aches your back and
Takes your sleep and
Drives your mind

I'm on top of the world
But it feels like it's sinking
I'm on top of the world
Floating high like a cloud
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
I'm on top of the world
But I'm on my way down
Track Name: Last Cigarette Day
Last night
I quit smoking cigarettes
Started again this morning
Started again this morning

Last night
I quit smoking cigarettes
Started again this morning
Started again this morning

I got a cough, won't go away
I got a brain, forgot how to sleep
Between the Afrin and the Primatine
I'm half on life support
And that's bad

So I looked at my smokes and I said we're done
Somewhere along the line you just stopped being fun
Sometimes you gotta burn your lungs
But the rest of the time
It's fucking stupid

So I quit

(Yeehaw)

I woke up
Pretty good so far
I ate some breakfast
Kinda tasted like breakfast should
I thought about going for a run
Thought about playing some guitar
Thought about cigarettes
Thought I might like to have one

But I didn't
No I didn't
Well, I didn't
Til I did
Didn't wanna do it
I got bored
Don't judge me
Thought I'd feel better
But I just felt tired
And pretty disapointed in my lack of self-control
And I thought- tomorrow
I'll quit tomorrow

And this is the last day I'll smoke cigarettes

This is the last day I'll smoke cigarettes
This is the last day I'll smoke cigarettes
This is the last day, last day, it's the

Last cigarette day
Last cigarette day, for real
It's the last cigarette day, for real

Better do it right
Just one last pack
I'll call some buddies
That like to smoke cigarettes
And we'll eat Crunchburgers
And we'll drink IPAs
And we'll smoke cigarettes
Yeah, it's gonna be a good time
Good time

Everyone I know came down to Millvale
El Mambu was there and Taylor Swift and Big With Seed
And we smoked and drank and smoked and it was spiritual
And everyone decided
In unison decided

It was the Last Cigarette Day
Last Cigarette Day, for real
It's the Last Cigarette Day
For real

So I ate some shrooms and I jammed with band
And I stared at the wall and I stared at my hand
There was fourteen hours of Settlers of Catan
And I drove to the beach and played with some sand
And traded my car for a catamaran
And sailed away
Like David Crosby

Yeah, I did

Last night
I quit smoking cigarettes
Started again this morning