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Salvation

by Mick's Jaguar

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1.
Skin Contact 03:30
Taste that forbidden fruit Skin contact   Fancy bottles Bitter tongues Empty wallets Give me a taste Give me a taste Lick the blood on your lips Skin contact   Broken bottles Bite your tongue Chug the jug It's a touch too much Wine and dine All night long Fill my glass Happy hour, two for one Keep em coming We're not done Give me a taste Give me a taste Oh! Taste that forbidden fruit Skin contact  Big bills Dry mouth Drink it down Spit it out Cheap talk Dirty knees More more more Please please please Skin contact  All skin contact  My favorite treat Give me a taste Give me a taste Skin contact Give me a taste Skin contact What you crave Skin contact Give me a taste Skin contact What you crave Skin contact Give me a taste Skin contact What you crave Skin contact Give me a taste Skin contact What you crave
2.
Bottom of the bottle I gotta get away Fight or flight that’s a choice to make Taste skin on the back of my fist Never thought it would end up like this Choke back tears choke on your words Find your voice be careful what you heard Bloody red days under dirty black sun Bite my tongue let me die young Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Keep an eye on the lawyers, see what they missed Or we’ll shut it all down with flick of a switch Put it on paper, sign your life away Dollars out the door, every single day Tell me what you want, I’ll tell you what I need Get it on the rider, bleed all over me Tell me what they said, show me where it hurts Power brings pain but it couldn’t be much worse than a Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal Hand shake deals Beg borrow steal
3.
Man Down 03:08
Sink or swim, do what you must Head above water, animal lust Money in the palm of your greasy hand How you lost it all, you’ll never understand Take it to the bank, break all the rules Put it in a safe, now you gotta move Delegate the duties, white collar blues Only tell lies that you can prove In the middle of the night Hey alright I’m a man down Push and pull, try and get ahead Swim with the tide, til your eyes turn red Arms getting heavy, success weighs you down Ain't no more for you in this town Think about quitting, think about death Think about taking one last breath Bells are ringing, strapped to the bed Come on now you’re not dead yet In the middle of the night Hey alright I’m a man down I’m a man down I’m a man In the middle of the night Hey alright I’m a man down
4.
Trapped in the dungeon Deep in the street Hear the broken glass Grind underneath Lying in the gutter Dying on your knees Back for another Drink and repeat Hey! Don’t you know Way down below Just let me be Cause it’s free Free Free on the street Yes I’m free Free I’m free on the street Take a look in the dungeon Tell me what you see Chained and starving Throw it down some meat Smell the skin burning Feel it on your feet This place is getting hot Can you stand the heat? Hey! Don’t you know Way down below Just let it be Cause it’s free Free Free on the street And I’m free Free Free on the street And be free Free Free on the street Yes I’m free I’m free on the street Free on the street Free on the street Free on the street Free on the street Free on the street Free on the street Free on the street And I’m free on the street
5.
Another bad morning Destructive debut Molotov children Had a cocktail or two Drinks are free Fool’s paradise Now it’s time To pay the price Burn that city Burn it to the ground Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it down Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it to the ground Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it down Flames spread quickly Nothing you can do Molotov children We always knew I’ll bring the matches You choose the day We start fires Get out of the way Burn that city Burn it to the ground Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it down Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it to the ground Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it down Death to the city x32 The city The city Burn that city Burn it to the ground Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it down Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it to the ground Woah oh oh Burn that city Burn it down
6.
Speed Dealer 01:42
Let me tell ya where I come from Right here, city of scum Don’t forget, what she needs Open your wallet, and watch it bleed Wake up tonight and we start again Cover my mouth don’t let the air in Grab my hair, turn off the lights Don’t be afraid it’ll be allright Faster faster gimme some more Again and again cause I never get bored Speed dealer Speed dealer Speed dealer Speed dealer Speed dealer Speed dealer Speed dealer My speed dealer
7.
Monday whiskey, Tuesday gin That warm glass is my best friend Yesterday’s pills, tomorrow’s laughs All those thrills are a day in the past Weekend battles, two dollar booze All aboard, ship of fools Stay at home, you gotta choose Pill me up cause I got nothing to lose (Nothing to lose) Nothing to lose! (Nothing to lose) Nothing to lose! (Nothing to lose) Nothing to lose! I got nothing to lose! Score a bad batch, from a friend My god, it might be the end Speak softly, sell your soul Fly your flag, let the dice roll All in good fun, money well spent No angels are Heaven-sent Bad memories form an old bruise And give me thrills cause I got nothing to lose (Nothing to lose) Nothing to lose! (Nothing to lose) Nothing to lose! (Nothing to lose) Nothing to lose! I got nothing to lose! (The most dangerous creation, of any society, is the man who has nothing to lose) Woah Woah Woah Woah
8.
Tell me about your lawyer Do you pay him by the hour To bathe your fortune In golden showers Speak in broken English Order dinner in perfect French With Portuguese models Bodies on a park bench You don’t have to go home But you can’t stay here Cause it’s 5am somewhere Somewhere Somewhere Somewhere Rolling through dark alleys In a bad part of town Riding down fancy streets Throw money all around Smoke the day’s last cigarette Meet Loraine at the bar Last call, so let’s go Empty out the jars You don’t have to go home But you can’t stay here Cause it’s 5am somewhere Somewhere Somewhere Somewhere Right here We don’t have to go home But we can’t stay here Cause it’s 5am somewhere
9.
Hell's Gate 03:44
Pack the bags, only what you need Whiskey and rope, someone’s gonna bleed Hoist the sails high, and leave at dawn The sun is rising and the wind is strong Make em pay, make em pay Make em pay, make em pay Make em pay, make em pay Make em pay, make em pay Bodies overboard, floating in the water I got something for your son and your daughter Hell’s Gate Take me to Hell’s Gate Hell’s Gate Get me through Hell’s gate Sitting pretty, standing tall Resting your head on a jail cell wall Now it’s worth taking the time to repent I knew then that the money’s all spent Make em pay, make em pay Make em pay, make em pay Make em pay, make em pay Make em pay, make em pay And I knew I was wrong Now the only witness is dead and gone Hell’s Gate Take me to Hell’s Gate Hell’s gate Get me through Hell’s Gate Make em pay, Make em pay Make em pay, Make em pay Make em pay, Make em pay Make em pay, Make em pay Is it only salvation you’re after Where we’re headed there’ll be no laughter Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape Hell’s Gate, no escape
10.
Wanna go on a drive Get out of here See you down the road man Grab my beer For nights and nights And days For nights and nights And days In the drive-thru line And I’m higher than a Georgian pine In the drive-thru line And I’m higher than a Georgian pine Let’s sit on the moon Shoot the stars Give me my medicine Let’s close this bar I'll be eating alone When I sell my soul Don't leave a scar Get out of my car For nights and nights And days For nights and nights And days In the drive-thru line And I’m higher than a Georgian pine In the drive-thru line And I’m higher than a Georgian pine In the drive-thru line And I’m higher than a Georgian pine In the drive-thru line And I’m higher than a Georgian pine And I’m higher than a Georgian pine And I’m higher than a Georgian pine And I’m higher than a Georgian pine And I’m higher than a Georgian pine

credits

released December 2, 2022

All songs written and performed by Mick’s Jaguar
Sam Cooper - drums
Alex Forbes - guitar
Grace Hollaender - guitar
John Martin - vocals
Donald Meehleis - guitar

With:
Jack Ridley - bass on 3, 6, background vocals on 4, 6
Aaron Roche - bass on 1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, percussion on 1, 2, 8, 9, 10

1, 2, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, recorded by Philip Weinrobe at Figure 8 Recording, Brooklyn, NY
3, 6, recorded by Nico Chiotellis at Rivington 66, Manhattan, NY
Background vocals on 4, 6, recorded by Chris Uehlein at Beach Hut Recording, Queens, NY

Mixed by Philip Weinrobe
Mastered by Kris Crummett at Interlace Audio, Portland, OR

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New York City rock n' roll. SALVATION out now on Totem Cat Records and Teepee Records

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