UNDEFEATED


Forever Became Never Again

Words and music by Bobby Bare Jr.


As forever became never again

Your soft blue eyes were rolling to the back of your head

The future was over before it began 

as forever became never again

 

As forever became never again 

welcome to the beginning of the end

Don't you look at me like I'm a fish swimming in the dirt

Making up or breaking up I can't tell you which one is worse

 

Forever became never again 

what's going to be collided with what might have been

The sound flew in like a drunk honey bee

It was whispering in our ears 

till our ears began to bleed

Whispering in our ears 

till our ears began to bleed


Blame everybody (but yourself)

Words an music by Bobby Bare Jr. 


From wild and crazy to mild and lazy

In less time than it takes to get shot from the hit 

from Wild and crazy too mild and lazy 

in less time than it takes to sink the whole damn ship

 

And I'm going to blame everybody

Oh yes I'm going to blame everybody 

but myself

 

If you leave something good just lying around 

somebody else just my pick it up 

you love me so little I did not notice that you had stopped 

You loved me so little I did not notice

 

And I'm going to blame everybody

Oh yes I'm going to blame everybody 

I'm going to blame everybody 

(he's going to blame everybody)

I'm going to blame everybody 

(he's going to blame everybody)

everybody but myself


Don't Stand at the Stove

Words an music by Bobby Bare Jr. 


She heats the water into steam

She breathes and slowly brings it to steam

Looking over her shoulder he knows just what she told him

But it's hard to believe it's true

Looking over her shoulder he knows just what she told him 

but the stick is turning blue

 

She breathes for him

 

She heats the water into steam

She breathes and slowly brings it to steam

Looking over her shoulder he knows just what she told him

But it's hard to believe it's true

Looking over her shoulder he knows just what she told him 

but the stick is turning blue

 

She breathes for him


Don't wanna know

Words an music by Bobby Bare Jr. 


There's a calmness in the way you ask 

don't want to know I don't want to know 

there's a baby crying in your lap 

don't want to know I don't want to know

 

You keep looking out the door

 and I keep staring at the floor

 

I saw the message that you wrote

 I don't want to know I didn't want to know 

Georgia is too far from home 

I don't want to know I don't want to know

 

Our baby thinks you live in a phone 

He just don't know he just don't know

 there's slobber all over the phone 

he just don't know he just don't know

 

Please come back to Tennessee 

second best is good enough for me


If She cared 

Words and music by Bobby Bare Jr.


if she cared where I was then I wouldn't be here right now

If she cared where I was then I'd be right back where I really want to be 

fucking around to the sound of the sad songs that make her so happy

If she cared where I was then I wouldn't be doing were about to do 

if she cared where I was then I'd be doing with her what I've been doing with you

And I know that you know because your silence is screaming at me

That girl from Mississippi got no use for me 

M i s s i s s i p p i


My baby took my baby away 

Words and music by Bobby Bare Jr. and Hayes Carll


He comes stumbling to the door with his bottle in hand 

Screaming while he's crying Now he's laughing again 

Collapses on the couch in my den 

closes his eyes while his mumbling

 

Makes a mess of everything and you don't care 

rolls around the kitchen in his underwear 

screaming all day -crying all night

why am I all wrong while he's alright

 

My baby took my baby away 

with his itty-bitty boots and his big fat face 

I'm a long gone lonely daddy 

while my baby took my baby away

 

Things have changed since he moved in

 I'm so in love with you but you only love him 

I'm getting jealous and I can't understand

 how I lost you to this little man

 

He's short he's sweet so many things I'll never be 

but you are my wife while I play second fiddle for the rest of my life

 

My baby took my baby away 

with his itty-bitty boots and his big fat face 

I'm a long gone lonely daddy 

while my baby took my baby away

 

He ain't got no job and he don't pay no rent 

he just lays there giggling with slobber all over his chin

He has never told you a lie he has never made you sad enough to cry 

you say his round belly is so fine and then you make fun of mine

 

My baby took my baby away 

with his itty-bitty boots and his big fat face 

I'm a long gone lonely daddy 

while my baby took my baby away

 


North of Alabama by morning

Words by Bobby Bare Jr. Music by Bobby Bare Jr. and James Matt Rowland


North of Alabama by morning from North Hollywood 

the diesel will burn and the wheels will wiggle like worms

it smells like a wet monkey sweating in a yellow suit

North of Alabama by morning from North Hollywood

 

Oh oh oh We'regoing home 

screaming right through New Mexico

0h oh oh were going home 

speeding right through new Mexico

 

Am I holding the steering wheel or is it holding me 

the transmission is slipping like a pigeon through a tigers teeth

The lines on the road swim like a dog drowning in the sea

Am Iholding the steering wheel or is it holding me


The big time 

Words and music by Bobby Bare Jr.


You're going to miss me after I hit the big time 

you won't see me around here no more 

you're going to miss me after I hit the big time 

I'm going to go get brand-new famous friends

 

And don't bother phoning me after you see me on TV 

my old phone number you know I had to have it changed 

you can wave at me from your balcony seats

 but these bright lights have made me blind

 

You won't recognize me after I hit the big time 

because my Asian stylist will be in complete control

 I'm going to speak so differently after I hit the big time 

because this Southern drawl is just dragging me down

 

And don't bother phoning me after you see me on TV 

my old phone number you know I had to have it changed 

you can wave at me from your balcony seats

 but these bright lights have made me blind

 

You can't hurt me no more after I hit the big time

 because I will be far away only caring about myself 

and if you see me on the street and you try to talk to me 

I'll say you have mistaken me for someone else 

you have completely mistaken me for someone else

 

And don't bother phoning me after you see me on TV 

my old phone number you know I had to have it changed 

you can wave at me from your balcony seats

 but these bright lights have made me blind


The elegant imposter

Words by Bobby Bare Jr. and music by Bobby Bare Jr. and James Matt Rowland


You must be the imposter such an elegant imposter 

you look so much like her but your words are in reverse

 

Was she running or did she crawl 

out from the house through burning walls 

and if she feels anything but Numb

 please tell her were all waiting patiently back home


UNDEFEATED

Words and music by Bobby Bare Jr.


I so adore your indifference it's like missing a ghost 

who is stepping right through you while headed back home

Repeat repackage rekindle just trying to get through 

learning to dance with the feeble stumbling parts of you

 

Undefeated she's undefeated she just ain't gonna to feel it

 

There will be no signs of emotion as she's slipping away 

whatever your devotion she's well hidden away

 

Undefeated she's undefeated she just ain't gonna to feel it


A STORM – A TREE – MY MOTHER’S HEAD


YOUR GOAT IS ON FIRE

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. © DEC 2010


THE ASTROLOGY GUIDE

IS BENEATH THE ARTIFICIALLY WEATHERED JESUS BOOK

THE PEOPLE MAGAZINES -ARE WITHIN REACH OF EVERY SEAT

THE KOSHER OREOS

SLIDING DOWN YOUR HOLLOW THROAT

MAKES A DISHONEST MIND FLOAT

LIKE A FLAMING ARROW THROUGH A WET GOAT

IN THE DARK HAMONY LOUNGE-WITH THE LAYZIES AND THE CLOWNS

NO ONE REMEMBERS MAKING OUT – IN THE DARK HARMONY LOUNGE

STRAITEN THE RUGS

LIKE THEY ARE BEING PULLED

BY  ANGRY BUGS

WITH THOSE RAZORBLADE SHOES

PLAYIN THEIR FAVORITE TUNES

IN THE DARK HAMONY LOUNGE-WITH THE LAYZIES AND THE CLOWNS

NO ONE REMEMBERS MAKING OUT – IN THE DARK HARMONY LOUNGE

PLAYIN SONGS THAT SOUND SIMILAR BUT NOT THE SAME

LIKE BORDOM IS TO PAIN

SIMILAR BUT NOT THE SAME


SAD SMILE

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. © AUG 2007


LAST NIGHT I GOT BUSTED

FOR ACTING JUST LIKE MYSELF

WHILE WISHING I WAS SOMEBODY ELSE

AND EVERYONE KNOWS JUST WHO I AM

I AM THE CHEWIN’ GUM STUCK IN YOU HAIR

WHATS MAKING YOU SMILE

IS MAKING ME SAD

I KNOW WHAT FEELS GOOD

THIS IS GONNA BE BAD

AND ALL OF MY BLESSINGS JUST MAKE YOU MAD

WHATS MAKING YOU SMILE IS MAKING ME SAD

WHEN YOU SAID GOODBYE

I HEARD HELLO

WHERE YOU GONNA GO

I’M THE ONLY FOOL YOU KNOW

WE FOUND A PLACE

BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE

WHERE NOTHING FEELS THAT GOOD

AND NOTHING FEELS THAT GREAT


DON’T GO TO CHATTANOOGA

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. © JAN 2010


I DON’T WANNA GO TO CHATTANOOGA

I WANNA STAY HERE WITH YOU

I DON’T WANNA GO TO CHATTANOOGA

THE JUDGE SAYS IT’S WHAT I GOTTA DO

OOH WHO LAYING HERE WITH YOU

WILL YOU WAIT 4 WEEKS FOR ME

WILL YOU WAIT 4 WEEKS FOR ME

THE MOON IS SHINING ON THE WATER

AND THE WATER IS ALL OVER YOU

LOVE ME ONE LAST TIME IN THE WATER

TO MANCHESTER I WILL WALK WITH YOU

OOH WHO GOING HOME WITH YOU

WILL YOU WAIT 4 WEEKS FOR ME

WILL YOU WAIT 4 WEEKS FOR ME


SWOLLEN BUT NOT THE SAME

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. & Kai Welch © JUNE 2009


IN THE RECRUITMENT LINE LIKE A FISH ON A BUN

WHEN WE HELD OUT OUR HAND THEY GAVE US A GUN

A GUN – A GUN – THEY GAVE US A GUN

A GUN – A GUN – BULLETS FOR BLOOD

THE COLD METAL STEAL FELT LIKE THE STICK OF A DEAD MAN

IN THE HANDS OF AN EAGER NECROPHILIAC

SWOLLEN BUT NOT THE SAME

SWOLLEN BUT NOT THE SAME

WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE SOME DAY

THE PAIN WILL ALL FADE AWAY


ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. & Bobby Bare Sr. & Kai Welch © JULY 2008


SAW YOU – WITH YOUR HANDSOME NEW DUDE

KISSIN’ AND SMILIN’ LAST  NIGHT

I WOULD RATHER HAVE POISENED BEAKED SPARROWS

PLUCK OUT MY CRYIN’ EYES

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO – BABE

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

HOW IT PAINS ME TO TELL YOU SO BABE

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

I CLIMBED TO THE TOP OF THE GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE

BUT I FORGOT – I’M AFRAID OF HEIGHTS

PUT BULLETS IN THE PISTOL – PUT THE PISTOL IN MY MOUTH

BUT THE BARREL DID NOT TASTE RIGHT

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO – BABE

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

HOW IT PAINS ME TO SAY IT’S SO BABE

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

THERE’S NO SUICIDE FOR THE COURAGE OF A COWARD

BUT – ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

SITTIN HERE OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW THINKIN’

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

YOU DON’T SEE ME BUT I CAN SEE YOU

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

WITH THE HAMMER PULLED BACK -

MY FINGER SHAKES ON THE TRIGGER

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

YOU SMILE SO TRUE AS HE IS RUBBING ON YOU

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO

ONE IS NOT ENOUGH AND THREE IS TOO MANY

ONE OF US HAS GOT TO GO


LOST IN THE PUZZLE

Words written by Bobby Bare Jr. 

Music by Bobby Bare Jr., Tommy Blankenship, Matt Rowland, Carl Broemiel, Patrick Hallahan, and David Vandervelde

© NOV 2009


LOUD COUPLE

DRINKIN DOUBLES

IN A TUSSLE

ANGRY MUMBLES

SLOWLY STUMBLES

INTO A TUMBLE

BOUNCER FLEXES HIS MUSCLES

WHILE TAKING OFF HIS MUZZLE

LOST IN A PUZZLE

A LATE NITE SUNDAY

SAD GIRL SASSY

LAZY DRESSY BESSY

MAKEUP MESSY –

LISTEN TO ELVIS PRESLEY –

TISSUES READY-

SQUEEZIN ON  HER TEDDY

AINT NOBODY’S BABY


A STORM – A TREE – MY MOTHER’S HEAD

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. © FEB 2008


THERE IS A TREE LAYING ON HER HEAD

AND THAT TREE DON’T CARE IF SHE’S ALIVE OR DEAD

BRANCHES BOARDS AND BONES – COLLIDING ON THE FLOOR

AND THAT TREE LAYING ON HER HEAD

THE NIGHT THE STORM WAS ROLLING IN

THE RAIN FLEW SIDEWAYS IN THE WIND

AT 100 YEARS OLD – THAT TREE WAS TIRED AND READY TO FALL

THE NIGHT THE STORM WAS ROLLING IN

MY MOMMA SCREAMS AND SHE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO HEARS

MY MOMMA SCREAMS AND NO ONES THERE TO HEAR

AND MOMMA DON’T KNOW IF SHE’S GONNA DIE

ALONE IN TENNESSEE TONIGHT

MY MOMMA SCREAMS AND SHE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO HEARS


THE SKY IS THE GROUND

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. © OCT 2010


THE RIVERS HUNGRY FOR CRYIN BABIES

ALL OF THE GRAVITY HAS GOT A HOLD OF ME

WITH MY LITTLE BROWN FEET IN THE TOP OF THE TREE

I SEE MY GRANNY RUNNIN AFTER ME

chorus

THE SKY IS THE GROUND- WHEN YOUR UPSIDE DOWN

THE SKY IS THE GROUND- WHEN YOUR UPSIDE DOWN

I GIGGLE TREMBLE GASP AND CHOKE-I THINK I BROKE ANOTHER SPOKE

I GIGGLE TREMBLE GASP AND CHOKE

I SMILE WHILE  I SCREAM

IT’S A  REAL LIFE ACTION SCENE

WITH THE TRAININ WHEELS AND STEEP GRASSY HILLS

GUYS IN A FIRE ENGINE GIVIN GRANNY OXIGEN

I SHOULD A STAYED AT THE TOP BUT I WANNA ROCK

MOMMA HELD MY HANDS – DADDY HELD MY LEGS

THEY PUT METAL IN MY HEAD

MOMMA HELD MY HANDS- DADDY HELD MY LEGS

MY BLOOD TURNED BROWN WHEN I DRIED ON MY GOWN

WHY DOES THE BLOOD TURN BROWN WHEN IT DRIES ON MY GOWN


ROCK AND ROLL HALLOWEEN

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. & David Vandervelde © NOV 2008


SLASH WALKS IN WITH AN OVERWEIGHT MADONNA

ORDERS 2 BUD LIGHT AND A CRANBERRY VODKA

MAROLYN MONROE DANCES DIRTY WITH DARTH VADER

JAMES DEAN HOLDS WITH A CHER IMPERSONATER

ATLANTA GEORGIA-ATLANTA GEORGIA- ROCK AND ROLL HALLOWEEN

ATLANTA GEORGIA-ATLANTA GEORGIA- ROCK AND ROLL HALLOWEEN

DRINKIN WITH THE DIXIE CHICKS FROM NASHVILLE TENNESSEE

THE FAT ONE IS FLIRTING WITH ME

ED SIZZERHANDS GETS ANGRY – WHILE WRESTLIN’ WITH THE CIGARETTE MACHINE

BRIDGE

I SAW THINGS THAT I – HOPE YOU NEVER – NEVER EVER HAVE TO SEE

I SAW ELVIS – MAKE OUT WITH JESUS IN A YELLOW LIMOSINE

HOOKER NURSE-HOOKER COP—PLEASE PLEASE DANCE WITH ME

PREGNANT NUN – PREGNANT BRIDE – PREGNANT GUY HITTIN ON ME

LONELY YOU – LONELY ME –DANCIN’ DRUNK ON HALLOWEEN

ATLANTA GEORGIA-ATLANTA GEORGIA- ATLANTA GEORGIA

ATLANTA GEORGIA- ATLANTA GEORGIA – ROCK AND ROLL HALLOWEEN


LOST JESUS SANDALS

Written by Bobby Bare Jr., Patrick Hallahan, Carl Broemel & David Vandervelde © NOV 2009


MY JESUS SANDALS ARE MISSING

AND I THINK I LEFT THEM ON THE BACK OF THE STAGE

OR WITH THE ANGRY DIVORCEE WHO WAS TO HELP ME GET AWAY

THEY WERE LIKE SLEDS MADE OF GENTAL LEATHER

THAT WOULD ALWAYS CARRY ME SAFELY THROUGH

I DON’T WANNA BUT I’M GONNA PUT ON MY BOOTS

AND THIS IS NO GOSH DARN HOAX

MY TONAILS ARE BURRIED AND NOT BREATHIN

BENDING YELLOW AND COARSE

I DON’T WANNA BUT I’M GONNA PUT ON MY BOOTS

MY JESUS SANDALS ARE MISSING AND WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO

A GURU WITH NO SANDALS

STUCK IN HOUSTON TALKIN’ TO YOU


LIZ TAYLOR’S LIPSTICK GUN

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. on a train between Portland and Seattle  © SEPT 4, 2007


HEARD THAT OPIE TAYLOR WAS LIZ TAYLOR’S SON

THEY LIVED IN MOUNT PILOT TILL THE SUMMER OF 71’

AND THEY WERE AS CLOSE AS A BURGER IS TO A BUN

I HEARD THEY WERE AS CLOSE AS A BURGER TO A BUN

AND ONE CHRISTMAS HE SPENT A MONTH IN A  SHED

BUILDING  A GUN THAT SHOT LIPSTICK INSTEAD OF LEAD

AND IN EVERY KINDA COLOR- BUT NEVER RED

AQUA  – CANNERY – CHOCOLATE – BUT NEVER EVER RED

SHE WOULD USE IT ON SUNDAYS JUST BEFORE DUSK

WAVING HER CANON AT THE CAROLINA SUN

SHOOTING AT THE NEIGHBORS-  JUST TO SEE EM RUN

AND IT MADE HER AS HAPPY AS REBEL ON THE RUN

AND IT MADE HER AS HAPPY AS A HAG ON THE HUNT

AND IT MADE HER AS HAPPY AS PIGSKIN AFTER THE PUNT

AND IT MADE HER AS HAPPY AS A PRIEST ON TOP OF A NUN

AND IT MADE HER AS HAPPY AS A PREPOSITION IN A PUN

AND IT MADE HER AS HAPPY AS LIPSTICK IN A GUN

TILL DARKNESS CAME AND EVERYONE DID RUN

HOME TO HIDE FROM  LIZ AND HER LIPSTICK GUN

AND THERE NEVER WAS A HAPPIER RED HEADED SON

I HEARD THAT OPIE TAYLOR WAS LIZ TAYLOR’S SON


SUMMER OF 93’

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. © JAN 2010


WILL YOU SELL YOUR SHIRT TO ME

I SAW THEM WITH SONIC YOUTH  IN THE SUMMER OF 93

THE SINGER SPIT WHILE HE  SCREAMED-

WITH BROKEN COWBOY BOOTS

WRAPED AROUND HIS CROOKED FEET

WILL YOU SELL YOUR SHIRT TO ME

I DON’T CARE THAT YOU CUT OFF BOTH THE SLEEVES

THE GUTAR WAS AS  ANGRY

AS A LONELY DISEASED PORCUPINE IN HEAT


BUT I DO

Written by Bobby Bare Jr. & Bobby Bare Sr. © MAY 27, 2008


I DON’T WANNA HURT YOU – BUT I DO

I DON’T WANNA NEED YOU – BUT I DO

I KNOW THAT IM NO GOOD FOR YOU -

AND I DON’T WANNA LOVE YOU -BUT I DO

I DONT WANNA DRINK- BUT I DO

CUS I DON’T WANNA THINK ABOUT ME WITHOUT YOU

ANYBODY BUT ME WOULD BE BETTER FOR YOU-

AND I DON’T WANNA LOVE YOU -BUT I DO

-BRIDGE-

I DON’T WANNA LEAVE- BUT I WILL

LEAVIN SUCH A LONELY HOLE TO FILL

YOU MIGHT HEAR ME SAY THAT

I AM OVER YOU -AND THAT AINT TRUE-JUST AINT TRUE

I DON’T LIKE TO  LIE – BUT I DO

AND I DON’T WANNA MAKE YOU CRY- BUT I DO

I DON’T KNOW WHY I DO THESE THINGS I DO

I DON’T WANNA LOVE YOU -BUT I DO

DONT WANNA DREAM – BUT I DO

CAUSE I ONLY DREAM ABOUT ME AND YOU

I KNOW IM GOOD FOR NOTHIN’ WITHOUT YOU -

AND I DON’T WANNA LOVE YOU -BUT I DO