Byron Allen

Luckie

I'm feeling lousy but lucky although I would have stayed
Philibus can't compete with logic gleaned from Mary Richards and...
Finding me's the chance of a lifetime being me's the thrill of a lifetime being free from all illusion of that once in a lifetime til it's there

Jo keeps me straight though Meg's the oldest Beth is my tranquility
Amy likes drumsticks and she don't get into labels just like me, we’ve got so much in common cause
Finding me's the chance of a lifetime being me's the thrill of a lifetime being free from all illusion of that once in a lifetime til it's there

I lit up from Vegas I was trailed by falling rocks Mo Jo Jo Jo got Mortisha looks like Bluto got Olive
I was tweeking bleak and freaking geeking, streaking cross the country seeking two thousand flushes for those forty-nine reasons
It was the season for a treason got to Chi my axe was freezing it was gravity, gravity
Contemplated violence like some ol burned out Superman gave the nine back but I kept the silver bullets

I work in a trailer park floating in a swamp feeling rode hard and pistolwhipped smile on my face and a song in my heart
Told my special friend that I just can't go there been there done that yadayada
Feeling lousy but lucky I
am the one

In the gravity of a paper moon as the sunset slides from the fingertips of…
(Come on Nick, Ralph's ready to go)

Since my recording setup sucks, I record rough drafts like you would on a pocket recorder or four track. I've done this many times in Austin and the musicians I've worked with got the basic idea and we honed the songs to a finish. The parts aren't written in stone. This dude named Leo King hacked me off once by going above and beyond. When I listened to the playback I was humbled.

I've been writing since high school. I've been in too many bands to list.

Fender Squire, Karea Bass