Hey! You Got Funny Hair!

by Sweet Street Symphony

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Yyyeeesssss!
We fully rerecorded our first album in a real studio!
We worked real hard and long on this one.
We think it sounds great, give it a try.

credits

released October 31, 2012

Mister Shameus Pan Greymountain- Banjo, Lead vocals, Kazoo
M'ssa Fleming- Trumpet, Flute, Lead Vocals, Harmonies
Jason Cash- Alto Saxophone, Clarinet, Vocals
Taylor I. Smith- Double Bass, Vocals
Josh "Jams" Marotta- Drums, Vocals
Adam Traugott- Accordion, Vocals
Joshua Brown- Trombone, Vocals

Byron Asher- Tenor Saxophone on Tracks
Salvatore Geloso- Vocals on Tracks 1, 4, 5, and 11
Al Tharp- Vocals on Track 3

All Tracks Written By Shameus except:
#2 By Casey Chambers and Others with new arrangement by SSS
#4 By Ooo Miss Rizzy, Corey Mcguillivary and Mister Shameus
#6 By Adam Traugott
#9 By M'issa Fleming
#10 By Stuff Smith and Mister Shameus
#11 By Heather Fisch
#12 By George L. Cobb and Jack Yellen
#13 By Robert and Richard Sherman
All tracks copyright their respective owners

Recorded By: Ratty Scurvics, Al Tharp and Taylor I. Smith
Mixed By: Al Tharp
Mastered By: Joseph Faison

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Sweet Street Symphony
1335 Frenchmen St.
New Orleans, LA
70116

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Track Name: The Low Down, Itchin', Scratchin' Blues
THE LOW DOWN, ITCHIN’, SCRATCHIN’, BLUES
Well I’m dang sick of all these fleas, bringin’ my pup dogs to their knees
I got some meds, I combed their hair, bathed them twice but the fleas still there
Well I don’t know me what to do about these new Orleans dog fleas blues
Well summer’s ‘bout here and we’d like to leave but the van ain’t legal and the fleas are pleased…
I GOT THE LOW DOWN
LOW DOWN
I GOT THE LOW DOWN
LOW DOWN
I GOT THE LOW DOWN ITCHIN’, SCRATCHIN’, BLUES
Now, I just may use DDT, concerned about what the side-effects might be
I GOT THE LOW DOWN
LOW DOWN
I GOT THE LOW DOWN
LOW DOWN
I GOT THE LOW DOWN ITCHIN’, SCRATCHIN’, BLUES
Wonderin’ where I get my hands on, One of them atomic bombs…
Used frontline and all the rest, but they seem to be impervious like a bullet proof vest
I got some meds, I combed their hair, bathed them twice but the fleas still there
Well summer’s ‘bout here and we’d like to leave, but the van ain’t legal and the fleas are pleased…
Track Name: Pony
When I grow up I want a pony, Im gonna ride him from dusk til dawn
I'm gonna feed him right, keep him strapped all tight
Keep him sheltered from the storm
If I had a pony, well all I'm really tryin' to say is
Will you be my girl?

When I grow up I want a baby, I'm gonna name him after Ralph Stanley
I'm gonna feed him from my teet, make sure he eats lots of meat,
So he can grow up to be real manly
If I had a pony, well all I'm really tryin' to say is
Will you be my girl?

chorus:
Yo-da-la-he Yo-da-lo-hu you really rock my world
Yo-da-la-he Yo-da-lo-hu when I grow up I want to be your girl

When I grow up I want a cowboy, with the dust all over his jeans
He likes to roll them tight, he like to treat me right
Well he's nice but he looks so mean
If I had a pony, well all I'm really tryin' to say is
Will you be my girl?

chorus:
Yo-da-la-he Yo-da-lo-hu you really rock my world
Yo-da-la-he Yo-da-lo-hu when I grow up I want to be your girl
Track Name: Khave Song
Sittin' down here in the middle of New Orleans
At a little coffee shop called Khave
Drinkin' music, playin' coffee, hangin' with our friends
GO GO GO LILY GO!

Smoked half of my tobacco pouch here
Rain came and went we had no fear
Little wet coffee buzzzzed la da da da da
What the heck is going on?

Now where we going we end up at The John
Drinkin' those mixed drinks oh so strong
Playin' pool, ukulele, loading up the juke box
Now Now Gimme Some Soul Now!

Aint got no money but we're rich
Got no home but I got my friends
Nothin' that can hold us down, as we roam from town to town
Live! Love! all that good stuff!
Track Name: I Don't Want To Go Home
I DON’T WANT TO GO HOME
Woke up and someone stole my car, Now I’m standing at the repo yard
I don’t wanna go to bed tonight, Cause drinkin’ whiskey makes me feel alright
I don’t want to go home OH NO OH NO OH NO OOOOHHH NOOOOO!
Yesterday we made a little money, And we picked up a couple of bunnies
I burned a hole in my shirt, I wish I was wearin’ a mini skirt
I don’t want to go home OH NO OH NO OH NO OOOOHHH NOOOOO!
Well, here I am in New York again, Playin’ music with all my friends
Hope ya’ll are feelin’ fine, Bet yer ass I’m havin’ a good time
I don’t want to go home OH NO OH NO OH NO OOOOHHH NOOOOO!
Track Name: Arrival
ARRIVAL
It’s hopeless… someone said, We will fight knives in our teeth / All that we feel is enough, is enough to die for
Lie in wait until we know… Our day has come the king is dead / Our meaning has become
This is enough , this is enough for me / What lies in store / What is is what will be
It’s hopeless… someone said, Knives in our teeth we will fight / All that we feel is enough, is enough to die for
Lie in wait until we know… The king is dead, our day has arrive / Our meaning has become
This is enough , this is enough for me / What lies in store / What is is what will be
Track Name: Phoebe
Well Phoebe's always got some problems
I'm just lookin' for ta solve them
Busted up and broken down now
I'm tryin' to look without a frown now
Wouldn't you say that its a funny
That gal she takes all my money
I'd drive her into the sunset
If she'd just co-operate

O Pheobe you drive me crazy
O Pheobe you drive me crazy
O Pheobe you drive me crazy
All around this town

Well Lily's got a Hematoma
Pop that sucker in Oklahoma
Syringe in there I know that hurts
Blood flowin' out redder than red dirt
Little Side-Pocket ease my troubles
Til I caint see through them bubbles
Betsy she don't give a damna
New Orleans or Alabama

O Pheobe you drive me crazy
O Pheobe you drive me crazy
O Pheobe you drive me crazy
All around this town
Track Name: Whiskey Flask
WHISKEY FLASK
Well I’m goin’ up this track bring my whiskey flask back / I’m tired of livin’ this way
Train forty five just as sure as you’re alive / When that whistle blows, that whistle blows on time
Always on time
Well I’m goin’ up that track, got these tears in my eye, / Tryin’ ta read a letter from my home
If this train runs right I’ll see my friends tomorrow night / And a thousand miles from my home
And I hear that lonesome whistle blow
Well I’m going up this road got no shoes on my feet, / Blisters from my heel to my toe
If I don’t get a ride, I’ll just walk it off in stride / When that wind blows, that wind blows so cruel,
And I hear it whistlin’ a tune
Track Name: Viper
Dreamed about a refer five feet long
Mighty mint but it's not too strong
You'd be high but not for long
If you'se a viper

I'm the king of everything
Gotta get high for ta feel that swing
Light that tea and we will see
If you'se a viper

When your throat gets dry, you know you're high,
everything is dandy
Take a trip to the candy store,
bust your chops on some peppermint candy

Now that you know you've been sent
Don't give a damn if you can pay the rent
The sky is high and so am I
If you'se a viper


Now Cash has got the refer O so strong
Hit it one time and you'll soon be gone
Fire and smoke make up you song
If you'se a viper

And if you find yourself feelin' low
Walk right down to my front door
Light that flame you know your name
If you'se a viper


When your throat gets dry, you know you're high,
everything is dandy
Take a trip to the candy store,
But you can't find no peppermint candy

Now that you know everything
Gotta get high for ta feel that swing
Light that tea pass it to me
If you'se a viper

Now that you know everything
Gotta get high for ta feel that swing
Light that tea pass it to me
If you'se a viper
The sky is high and so am I
If you'se a viper
If you'se a viper
Track Name: Down County
A pot for you, a drop of dew, down by the corner from the
Don't miss a beat, the steamy seat will get the blood back in ya
So turn on heel release a squeal, no need to pay the bills tonight

La luz azul, the empty pool, the billards are askew
In morse code, a pigeon holds, a secret scroll a message
So sign up quick, get your hair slick, it's time to toast the wine and shine


Down county Down county I'm going down O O O
Down county Down county and I aint comin home til the break of day