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Resurrect

by Fire in the Field

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1.
Shadow Way 03:29
Stand back No this ain’t no car jack This is a Cadillac of all battle axes Free speech flabbergast If you can’t handle that Take up a ball and bat Dream up your perfect world Bland cheese to an ignorant rat Live in shadow On a sunny day Live under umbrella It’s the Shadow Way Go on home No this ain’t your war zone National dunce cap No there ain’t no thrones here You’re scared of peace in a nuclear rut Kneel down and listen up Live in shadow On a sunny day Live under umbrella It’s the Shadow Way So pack your bags Spit steam radiator Stagnate a culture, no class you extreme master-baiter You’re never gonna get it Got the gold mine Your big mouth’s a crime If we want a fake preacher there’s your servant in line So pry your ears open or you’re never gonna get it Live in shadow On a sunny day Live under umbrella It’s the Shadow Way
2.
In a deep dark Ancient land Anubis guard Pharaoh’s death Pharaoh’s death Howard must Pry the brick Hair stand up A curse is set King Tut was a bad mother Egyptian Jukebox Snake for me Snake for you Well it’s got your hand In a black tomb Oil lamp shine Glyphic light Truth of doom Truth of doom The crew shakes High priests of Ka Sledge & Bee Their song writ King Tut was a bad mother Egyptian Jukebox Snake for me Snake for you Well it’s got your hand Dance the tomb Egyptian Jukebox baby, yeah Egyptian Jukebox put another brick on top Pharaoh’s songs you can’t stop A curse is set King Tut was a bad mother Egyptian Jukebox Snake for me Snake for you Well it’s got your hand Dance the tomb Egyptian Jukebox baby, yeah
3.
Pump 02:41
Stranger In my heart Stranger Wasn’t here at the start Pump Oh my darlin’ I can feel you workin’ Pump Time to run now clock it won’t quit countin’ Pump Need a stint, need a scalpel Pump - Pump - Pump Stranger She must be fed Stranger She never go to bed Pump Oh my darlin’ I can feel you workin’ Pump Time to run now clock it won’t quit countin’ Pump Need a stint, need a scalpel Pump - Pump - Pump Pump Oh my darlin’ I can feel you workin’ Pump Time to run now clock it won’t quit countin’ Pump I Need a stint, I need a scalpel Pump - Pump - Pump - Pump - Pump
4.
Bossman 03:27
You got a hard head So hard it’s upside down You got a hard heart So hard it makes no sound You spit your blues at me When I go out my way I tried to keep the faith My pockets’ empty Bossman, what you want? Bossman, what you say? Bossman, now I’m gone You dog, go play dead I got your contract talk I never signed in blood You speak like John D. Rock I need some soap n’ sud Scrub stink off of me Hook out of my mouth Go fishin’ somewhere else now Go forth unto the drought Bossman, what you want? Bossman, what you say? Bossman, now I’m gone You dog, go play dead Good luck with your head Good luck with your heart I tried to make the bread I pray you wake up Good luck with your head Good luck with your heart I tried to make the bread I pray you wake up Good luck with your head Good luck with your heart I tried to make the bread I pray you wake up Bossman, what you want? Bossman, what you say? Bossman, now I’m gone You dog, go play dead Go play dead
5.
We Hunters 03:33
Whatchoomean2me As I got you on my arm I said I twist like roots up on you In this celestial wood No you ain’t my prey I said I ain’t no libertine Yes you're playing hard you're wet Yeah there’s hunter in your eye We are both hunters Yes we are We are both hunters Yes we are Digging on your style Sketch my caress top to bottom Yeah your breasts are talking as we stroll Turn gator wanna swallow ‘um Whatchoomean2me In this celestial wood Is in the owl calling there We’re just a natural progression We are both hunters Yes we are We are both hunters Yes we are Watch out for Belial He’s leap froggin’ through the swamp You know there’s gators blunderin’ round But you dance atop their heads A cannon shot is breaking Through the silence of the tree As we bill and coo We got a sexual healing We are both hunters Yes we are We are both hunters Yes we are We are both hunters Yes we are We are both hunters Yes we are

6.
It’s two fifty three in the mornin’ No coffee Just your face in a frame from last Halloween Dressed in white silk as an angel All done for me A whip of hair, your silly smile sayin’ “oh please” It’s too early to be thinkin’ bout ya in this new land Music City’s charms are lost on me Scandalous lightning For glory I used to love the storm but it’s gone ugly Scandalous lighting ain’t so pretty Thunder nods and I wake up wishin’ for you Thank god my computer died Tired is our private gold mine Oh too fine Oh I blew the last audition Don’t think of me here This message ain’t for you So who am I speakin’ with? These walls are paper thin The neighbor’s dog Chuck might know how down I really am Scandalous lightning For glory I used to love the storm But it’s gone ugly Scandalous lighting ain’t so pretty Thunder nods and I wake up wishin’ for you It’s three thirty one in the mornin’ Your smile speak A phantom chase No start or end You always seemed to plant yourself in dry riverbed and sweat years and bet on rain These forces within me seem to love & hate what we had and what we never had Scandalous lightning For glory I used to love the storm but it’s gone ugly Scandalous lighting ain’t so pretty Thunder nods and I wake up wishin’ for you

7.
Resurrect 03:59
Baby walk She walks right down to the swamp land Baby talk She talk right to my heart and When I move she move she say, “Not yet don’t go” When I scream she scream, “Haha, c’mon get it” When I stare she stares she say, “Taste a little, taste a little” When I cry she cries, “Boy lay down with me” When I die no she don’t die No she don’t die She stand stand to resurrect Stand to resurrect my heart Resurrect my heart Resurrect my heart, my heart Resurrect my heart Resurrect my heart, my heart When I walk She walks she says, “C’mon step to me step to me” When I talk she talk In a little voice sayin’,“Baby, baby” When I move she move she say, “Dance with me, dance with me” When I die she don’t die She stand to resurrect Stand to resurrect Stand to resurrect Stand to resurrect Stand to resurrect my heart Stand to resurrect
8.
I walked on water Had your shoes in my hand I walked on water Had your shoes in my hand I walked on water Saw the future sittin’ in my hand Taste the salt given to the sea Make it shine like sugar I saw red flowers Sprouted up from these tidal powers I picked those flowers They were shouting tidings of power Once I strayed from my row boat Drowned with desire right in my throat Taste the salt given to the sea Make it shine like sugar Taste the salt given to the sea Make it shine like sugar No more serpents in this row boat I shook my caverns clean I stroll with this wind under my feet From salt to sugar I walked on water No dirt only my clean hands I sift through the water Riches pour into my clean hands Taste the salt given to the sea Make it shine like sugar Taste the salt given up to the sea Make it shine like sugar
9.
See the rust of weathered hands weathered hands on grip Felonious in the ink drawn in the ink drawn war Done in by the pen and sweet sweet talkin’ teeth Delores was ninety-two when her meds when her meds went dry Stay back, stay back wolf I hear you howlin’ Fat rat of these burning streets Wrongdoer, un-seer, in a bloodletting veil These peccant deeds lead you to believe in your in your profit streak You trade by the scent of prey on the backs of children Arm them, work them They pay you to the tits baby Stay back, stay back wolf I hear you howlin’ Fat rat of these burning streets I see you runnin’ there Stay back, stay back wolf I hear you howlin’ Fat rat of these burning streets I see you runnin’ there Stay back, stay back wolf I hear you howlin’ Fat rat of these burnin' streets of these burnin’ streets See the rust of weathered hands Weathered hands on grip

10.
Start Again 04:01
Lean my way on cold skin Yes I need some warming to start again If I had the whole world all mine to be travelin’ Drown my power to wash on your shore You are stone Lightnin’ bottled gold Yes I’m here to start again Everything the way it was was alright but not profound Well, I’m used to an empty bed Don’t back away Retreat ain’t for the brave I used to drag like honey on bark I am starting I am starting to realize to realize I am starting I am starting to realize to realize You are stone Lightnin’ bottled gold Yes I’m here to start again Don’t sail along Used to hesitate Oh my hesitate babe let’s not be late The way you kiss kickstart the dead baby girl we are kindred Tattoo me in this ink of time I am starting I am starting to realize to realize I am starting I am starting to realize to realize I am starting I am starting to realize to realize

credits

released December 4, 2020

Music, lyrics, vocals, guitar, bass, and production by Mike Moore
Drums by John Santarelli on tracks: 1, 2, 7, 8, 9
Drums by Jobeth Umali on tracks: 3, 4, 5, 6
Backing vocals by Tory Quinn on tracks: 4, 6, 7
“Walked On Water” co-written with Schuyler Wheldon
Artwork by Jaclyn Tomasso Rosa
Drums & Bass Recorded at Pink Noise Studios in Somerville, MA by Tony Hamoui with Dan Thorn as assistant engineer
Engineered, mixed, and co-produced by Tony Hamoui at Stank Factory Recordings in Somerville, MA
Mastered by Nick Zampiello at New Alliance East in Somerville, MA
Cover Design by Michael Slabon
Michael Andrew Moore ASCAP
Funky Blood Publishing ASCAP
Copyright Fire in the Field All Rights Reserved 2020

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Fire in the Field Boston, Massachusetts

Fire in the Field immediately makes an impression with their eclectic style of heavy driving rock. The band's signature endorphin-releasing, guitar-driven sound has a bluesman's swagger and a punk heart. Mike Moore (Guitar/Vocals) channels Hendrix via Prince, both musically and in showmanship. Jared Graham (Drums), Jeff Badolato (Bass), and Moore explore a melting pot of influences ... more

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