Even When The Cat Comes

by Andy the Doorbum

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I will recognize you I fear not At the end of the world where all truth lies in dust I have my throne in the ICU I rule my days from there I will recognize you I fear not The dragon soars when the light are cut off Thousands of eyes and wrinkles are sleeping I will recognize you I know that Among the shoe covers, the X-rays, the gas Drifting apart - a coat, a frame, a piece I will recognize you I fear not I’ll recognize you even after the last feast is done The stories grow old in the empty tone of days I will recognize you I swear it Born 1975 - punk’s not dead Thousands of eyes and wrinkles are sleeping I will recognize you I fear not At the end of the world where all truth lies in dust
2.
I know a dog ain’t got no legs Rolls all around on the ground when he begs Barks real loud when you trip over his head Shuts up real quick when he gets fed I wanna kill that dog but he’s loved too much I guess he hits the same button that the sick ones touch They put him in a wagon and they roll him down the street Take pictures of him wagging his tail for meat And as he gags his dinner down I watch the people standing ‘round And they all turn away Don’t wanna look at that today Don’t wanna see it in a week “Poor freak choking on the meat” Don’t wanna see it in a dream Gristle showing on the teat Time to head back to your sweets With a decor most likely peach… What a pretty color I know a woman who stays down the street Lives by herself ain’t got no teeth Buys dog food but she ain’t got a dog Heard she got a son lives in Illinois And neither one of them’s got a goddamn dime Been folks like that since the dawn of time You gotta be a master if you wanna have a slave You gotta make enough money to pay the maid You gotta be cold you gotta turn away
From the tears they cry and the things they say They don’t think like you they don’t think at all They bought the mill and you’re a fly on the wall But as the lights start going down It’s safe for flies to buzz around And take the spoils war After all that’s what war’s for Taking everything you can From the ignorance of man Separating from the fool What comes easiest to you What your hands were meant to hold Throw your arms around the gold… What a pretty color I wonder what it’s like when you take a ride And you know that you’re riding for the last time I’m sure that you still got a twinkle in your eye Even if your car won’t turn on a dime Cause your heart’s still pumping when the light turns red You can’t stop in time you speed up instead All kind of nonsense running through your head It ain’t much different when you’re dying in a bed And when the lights start going down If tonight you’re going down Will there be anyone around When you wear your deathbed gown Will you go into the light Knowing you did people right Or will you stay around and fight Holding on to your body tight Spitting blood into the light Making red out of the white… What a pretty color
3.
Steel yourself And cover up It’s colder than you think Avoid the vipers How can you tell? They’re the ones with the real mean stares You don’t have to get bigger But you have to get out of this space When your body’s tired Take a rest If you’re lost follow the sun You’ll need focus Strong back for work It’s going to take some time But not mine You don’t have to get bigger But you have to get out of this space How can I build it all? Use your hands and your will What if I feel afraid? Stay calm be still And if it falls apart? Well that’s luck And some things can only get better Steel yourself And cover up It’s colder than you think You don’t have to get bigger But you have to get out of this space How can I build it all? Use your hands and your will What if I feel afraid? Stay calm be still And if it falls apart? Well that’s luck And some things can only get better
4.
Skulls do not lie At least not the way they used to On our walls and in the hallways All the life’s been drawn away By taxidermy And I ain’t knocking it If I can remember Giving all my love to you And patting your head Until the end you’ll see me through No embracing in the morning And I’m missing every part of it Till I spy you propped up in the foyer Then I feel a little bit By taxidermy And I ain’t knocking it If I can remember Giving all my love to you And patting your head Until the end you’ll see me through Skulls do not lie At least not the way they used to On our walls and in the hallways All the life’s been drawn away By taxidermy And I ain’t knocking it If I can remember Giving all my love to you And patting your head Until the end you’ll see me through
5.
Make it feel better Make it heal Make it end please You could make it feel so good Make it cotton candy Oxycontin candy I want you to know right now I want you to know right now I want you, I want you I want you more right now I want you, I want you Maybe more than ever Taste heaven inside of you By the time I’m empty and quiet I realize what love can do It can make even tame dogs violent Stare you in the face and laugh Take away your pain then bring it back Kiss you on the lips so fast Revert you to a kid then stab your back Told me you were searching for a god Sounded like you were giving up We can watch our bodies fall apart They can call it modern art No more need for questions All the answers packaged In a pretty pink form A pretty red form In some form… I want you to know right now I want you to know right now I want you, I want you I want you more right now I want you, I want you Maybe more than ever Papi hid you in the top drawer With the cottons and the stick pins Half dead man in the living room We were all born victims That don’t mean shit Nothing’s prettier to any human being Than this meaningless existence Full of wish after wish after wish after wish after… Guts all scattered on the floor Picasso Injured bird in your palm We will all be fossils But for now let’s feel less awful Tread lightly and walk slow That’s the gospel That’s the gospel That’s the god that… I want you to know right now I want you to know right now I want you, I want you I want you more right now I want you, I want you I want you more right now
6.
Fat boy riding on a little moped Leaving Waldriff’s Tavern Big semi rolling 'cross the interstate Pretty soon they’re gonna come together Down by the bridge at the bottom of the hill Where the creek runs high and the chemical spill Covers the air with a sulfurous hue In the early morning Wild dogs running ‘cross the soy bean field Rutting, fighting, killing While the sickle moon slices ruby red clouds And it lights the blood they’re spilling You can hear them howl as the sirens cry State police go blasting by On the road that runs right by our house In the early morning Wake up my love Let me take you in my trembling arms The night is filled with terrible things That mean to do us harm In the early morning Found a skeleton sitting in an office space Of a building I was selling Fully clothed telephone in hand I wonder who that guy was calling If your telephone rings and there’s no one there It might be him but don’t be scared He’s just trying to reach someone out there In the early morning Wake up my love Let me take you in my trembling arms The night is filled with terrible things That mean to do us harm In the early morning
7.
You held up your arms Arms Held up your arms like branches on a tree The trees roots they were your feet Deep in the ground And yes it was me Me Yes it was me who came into this world broken But no more broken than the rest of you Look around And how’d you like the sound of the swarm Howling on the wind just off your shore And I will be the one calling your parade A nameless piece of filth So many towns Towns So many towns down beside the water Towns with marvelous market places Faithless faceless cold mayors So I pose a toast Toast I pose a toast to those guilty ancestors Big-bellied butchers And lily-livered old fools One hardly likes the way they’re turning all there buildings into morgues Or could it be the way the abattoir is slowly draining men And when a candle shivers on the edge of where the breeze has been It’s really just a sinner making plans Towards a win See I liked you more More I liked you more when you were poor and silly And I feel sure you liked yourself More too back then When you held up your arms Arms Held up your arms like branches on a tree And the roots they were your feet Deep in the ground
8.
March with us into the cold You’ll never grow old Once we possess you Seek the path that you have made So each soul that you have slain Will come to redress you March with us into the cold You’ll never grow old We’ll never let you Sink into the abyss The more that you resist The deeper we will press you Arise Your shadows will ride In marrow and hide We come to confess you Tear the seals from your eyes These ones you despise Will come to collect you Arise Your shadows will ride In marrow and hide We come to possess you Tear the seals from your eyes For hate never dies We’ll never let you prevail FIGHT HARD LVE FREE
9.
Are we the ones Left behind By those who weave Cords that bind They draw the marrow From our very bones And we in turn Turn on our own Stood in line in horsehair shirts We queued up To eat the dirt We traded lumps On narrow streets Can’t bite the hand When you’ve no teeth And it’s a standing ovation For the shadow of a stone As we dig into the soil beneath our homes The future’s further day by day As our fathers turn away And leave us clinging to a mother who eats her own The granite gaze Upon us now A skulking mass Recalling how To plant a secret And tell no lies For now we own Those same stone eyes And it’s the last gasp of wonder For a cretin on the throne As our daughters sneak away across the foam The future’s just a thing we say To keep the sordid past at bay And still we cling onto a mother who eats her own We are the ones Left behind In swaddling bound With bailing twine They stole the marrow From our very bones And we in turn Turned on our own
10.
Did a wolf ceremony Conjured it up out on Brickyard Road ‘Round about 12:30 On a Tuesday night They took the blood from a misunderstood Grindcore Autobell employee They carved pentagrams into their forearms They listened to Obituary Wolf ceremony It’s out there In the Carolina woods So close to suburban tract homes Eating cats, possums, and vagrants It’s glad to be alone Wolf ceremony There’s a howling You went looking for lovers You need a nemesis What’s more dangerous than grown up relationships Like an amputee feels a missing limb I can feel your body beside me What of all the girls to whom I’ve never spoken She keeps a secret She’s got a hate for them Where knives are sharp And there’s an ancient scraping sound Open wounds left untended Our true love will begin And she’s so ferocious I long to see her tearing them limb from limb She’ll tear them limb from limb The way your Mama was speaking in the church yard Way too many words I’ll never understand Why are there claw marks on your kitchen floor There’s an evil that’s been working ‘round here And this is madness and I’m sure of it This bet is gonna send me straight to hell Wolf ceremony…
11.
All the rest of my days I will waltz All the smoldering, smoldering waste Of this horrible, horrible love With two hearts in my chest I will pray for the never return Of the hell that I escaped When you left me here to burn Oh I thank you For destroying me Oh I thank you Thank you For destroying everything And I will sing to the cruel Surfeit of the world Oh destroy my heart Now destroy it again With your horrible, horrible joy And I will plead the doomed sky And all the doomed race of men Oh pour and pour all of your horror And all your poison in And then I will lay down all Of my perfect flesh On the table of that cannibal called love Who eats himself And will not be fed Oh I thank myself For destroying you Oh I thank myself For destroying something true And I will… Sing Amen And I will sing it again And again and again Amen
12.
I’m sweaty and I’m hopeful on a summer night I read the news I shouldn’t think that everything will be fine But the stripes on your shirt reminds me of something long ago Maybe the pattern on the carpet of an airport floor or I don’t know I don’t know In the future our shoes will no longer give us blisters And everyone will know the correct anatomy of the clitoris And whether or not we should get a new phony gadget Whether or not we will be forgiven for our sins And you know Being a person It really fucks you up But something here feels right I think we might both be alive We might both be alive And I refuse to believe that big plans will work out So I knock on every single wooden surface in town It’s the anxiety percussion symphony It’s a highly abstract piece of music And I’ve somehow gotta get to the bottom of this Find the prize in the cereal box It’s hit or bliss I’ll fix this world I’ll make it right for us I’ll make nice people out of all these assholes And you get a special kind of scar when you grow up in a zoo Where there’s a different kind of elephant in every single room We fed the holy spirit with breadcrumbs And we watched it shit on all our things Sometimes I imagine the Westboro Baptist Church Picketing our funerals And I hope no one else will And I’m standing the corner of Church and State Avenue I’m balancing five cents on the tip of my shoe And in the yard there’s a sign with a clumsily painted dove Saying something heartfelt and generic about love Like… You know Being a person It really fucks you up But something here feels right I think we might both be alive We might both be alive
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Would you call me needy If I asked you not to be so needy I can tell you sweetly That you really don’t need me I’ve been hanging out All by myself I need some solitude To get my demons out This town is a trap It makes me feel like shit I try to open up my eyes But I can’t wake up from this nap Maybe I should just let it go Destroy my ego I go out and walk the tracks To get some feeling back I’ve been depressed Feeling complete worthlessness I need a new mental plan To be born again I’ll find a better way… To kill the pain

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This record consists of my interpretations of the songs by 13 artists whom I both respect artistically and am fortunate enough to be able to call my friends. The title is a play on the old saying "birds of a feather flock together until the cat comes." I feel honored to exist within artistic communities that, rather than scatter to the wind when trouble is on the horizon, actually pulls together more strongly. We birds of a feather flock together "Even When the Cat Comes." When times are dark. When tragedy strikes. This album is meant to reinforce that bond and to point people toward the work of these amazing artists whom I consider family. I hope you will look further into their work. If you would like to donate to my work as a whole you can find me on PayPal under uglydobro[at]gmail[dot]com, venmo under [at]andythedoorbum, or cash app under $andythedoorbum. Thank you for supporting independent art. I hope you enjoy.

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released May 22, 2020

Arranged, performed, mixed, and recorded by Andy the Doorbum. Written by Various Artists. Mastered by John "Spud" Murphy at Guerrilla Sounds Studio in Dublin, Ireland. The release of this album on digital streaming platforms was made possible by a generous contribution from Erik Ireland.

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