“Killer Bee Brownie”
Written and performed by Cameron James Ford (ASCAP IPI #: 562740645)
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Cameron Ford in Chico, CA
Guitars: Will Watje, Matt Osterholt
Vocals: Cameron Ford, Lorna Such, Garrett Gray, Webster Moore, John Wold, Jen Benoit, Ben Ruttenburg
Produced by John Wold
“Enemy of Time” and “Lucky Punk” mixed by Will Watje
“The Worst Kind Of Life” written by Cameron Ford and John Wold
“Break On Through To The Other Side” lyrics by Jim Morrison/The Doors
- Killer Bee Brownie (QZFZ31930308)
- Enemy Of Time (QZFZ31930309)
- Break On Through (QZFZ31930310)
- Stranger To Love (QZFZ31930311)
- Ranger (QZFZ31930312)
- Lucky Punk (QZFZ31930313)
- Scumbag Comedy Hacks (QZFZ31930314)
- Worst Kind of Life (QZFZ31930315)
- Tough (QZFZ31930316)
- Why So Personal (QZFZ31930317)
Killer Bee Brownie
Running down the street
And I’m cutting down the trees
On my mind is nothing but the
Nothing on my mind is
Coming on out to play today
Follow me on this holiday
Walking on the lake and I’m
Feeling all awake cuz I
just jumped in with my two feet and
Now I don’t even have to think
Now that I got my remedy
Get all you want get all you need
Get all you wanted out of me
Come on come on miss killer bee brownie
Yeah Yeah
Everyday I thought about it
Might’a been a problematic
Lead up Lead up Lead up
To this day but
Now that I got to meet you I’ll
Never go back again
It’s the way that you look
Way that you look yeah yeah
Way that you look at me
It’s the way that you look
Way that you cook up that
problem-solving hazelnut sweets
Get all you want get all you need
I don’t wanna be your enemy
Come on come on miss killer bee brownie
I don’t wanna be a poet
I don’t wanna even know it
If I’m a tease apologies
It’s the way that I wanna be
Yeah yeah
The way that I wanna be
Get all you want get all you need
Get all you wanted out of me
Come on come on miss killer bee brownie
Enemy Of Time
I don’t wanna eat today
And not because I’m losing weight
The diner closing down ain’t on my mind
I just wanna be the enemy of time
I don’t wanna demonstrate
I ain’t chasing down the fame
I like walking down broadway
Without the hassle or the headache
Don’t wanna be a fan
Don’t wanna be the man
Don’t care to be the one
Who married his best friend
I know it’s a comedy
It’s already dawned on me
The way I’m living life might be a crime
I just wanna be the enemy of time
I can’t help it I’m afraid
She left me cuz I don’t behave
The end of me is the only thing that’s
Always on my mind
I just wanna be the end of me tonight
I just wanna be the end of me tonight
Break On Through To The Other Side
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Everybody loves my baby she gets high
I found an island in your arms
A country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lied
Break on through to the other side
Stranger To Love
If you only knew all the little things
that went through my head today
If I wrote them out
It would only bring you down
I ain’t the kind of guy who knows how to get by
when the going gets tough
I ain’t used to you baby
I’m a stranger to love
Stranger to Love
Sick in the head Sick of the home
Sick of the bottle Sick to the bone
Stranger to the lovers in the streets and in the bed
It’s all good
If I only had a little less pain
I’d be good to go again
But I don’t even belong in the city where I’m from
I don’t believe the world owes you anything
You’re a rat. You’re dust. You suck.
You better get used to it baby.
I’m a stranger to love.
Stranger to Love
Sick in the head Sick of the home
Sick of the bottle Sick to the bone
Stranger to the lovers in the streets and in the bed
It’s all good
Ranger
If you’re walking and you’re talking
About hangin out
I suggest you move along
I ain’t been kind to strangers
Even if they know it’s me
But she screams louder for the ranger
Even if they know how cold it is to be me
Falling down is twice the fun
When there’s nowhere else to run
I guess I’m taking money from the bank I own
Selling honey from the hive I’m holding
Your pillow smells like Cigarettes and El Patron
If your stalking and you wanna be walking
Next to me
I suggest you move along
Don’t take it personal
No I don’t want to be alone forever
Don’t take it personal
I don’t wanna show you what’s underneath me
Falling down is twice the fun
When there’s nowhere else to run
I guess I’m taking money from the bank I own
Selling honey from the hive I’m holding
Your pillow smells like Cigarettes and El Patron
Lucky Punk
It’s just a hop skip and a jump
Until you find the lucky punk
It will make you wanna wrong
All the rights and ride along
They’re out there I know it
I can see it all the time
They’re out there I feel it
Like the breeze in summertime
There out there I know it
They’re out there I know it
It’s just a hop skip and a jump
Until you find the one you want
A hop skip and a jump
Until you find that midnight sun
I don’t when I am gonna find that lucky punk
I don’t when I am gonna find that lucky punk
Scumbag Comedy Hacks
Hey don’t you know that I’m coming back again
I’m coming back again and I’m not listening to you
Anymore than I have to
Don’t you know that I’m coming back
For all the tax
And all those scumbag comedy hacks you fooled
Hey don’t you know that I’ve taken down the house
I’ve broken down the crown and I’ve been outta town but now
I’m back and I gotta get right with the city I wronged and I
Belong inside the tower I was qualified to rule
Now that I am running out of time
I wanna feel alive
I wanna be reminded of the good times
The Worst Kind Of Life
Never knew anybody could be so sad
But I don’t wanna be alone
Somebody out there’s got to be listening
To the rhythm of the wrong
Never knew the enemy would be so glad
Now That I am on my own.
Tell my god and tell my demons
Don’t hold back
And bring me the worst kind of life
Anchored to longing as it pulls me below
Lashing and gasping to stay afloat
I’ll make sure you don’t feel miserable
Pleading the tide to ebb me home
Bring me the worst kind of life
Bring me the worst kind of life
Tough
I can tell it’s happening again
Don’t know why I’m always worrying
Smoke another cigarette and pour myself a whiskey
I don’t think I’ll ever get out from underneath this feeling
After all the freaking out
I’m thinking of being a monk in tibet
I wanna be the one to help me.
Waiting for the pain to leave my body
How does it feel to be tough?
I can see the world leave me behind
I can tell they just don’t have the time
Crank another Valium and smoke ten thousand cigarettes
I don’t think I’ll ever get out from underneath the blanket
After all the freaking out I’m thinking of being a monk in tibet
I wanna be the one to help me. Waiting for the pain to leave my body (2x)
How does it feel to be tough?
Why So Personal
Why So Personal?
It takes the flow
It takes a long time
To get to know
These friends of mine
They always hide
They tell me why I like you so much
Better when we both try
Why so impossible?
So personal
The only mind I find you to be
Better after coffee in the morning
Or after midnight
Why so personal
I like you so much
Better when we both try