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Crooked Soul
04:04
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C G
Am G C
My bones are cold
And I haven’t been feeling like myself
And I’ve been away
I’ve been screaming at night and dreaming all day
And I have found that I am scared
And I’ve been pulling out my hair
A empty spot to fit my crooked soul
Crooked soul
Crooked soul
My sleep is wrecked
But it’s never been normal anyway
And I’ve been down
I’ve been filling my mind with colors and sound
And I have found that I’m a ghost
Grinding my teeth like I’ve done most my life
Trying to smooth out my crooked soul
Crooked soul
Crooked soul
And once again
I’m drinking whiskey from my mug
The things in my head
Keep me at home, keep me in bed
And I have found I’m not alone
And we could call the streets our home
A revolution for the crooked souls
Crooked souls
Crooked souls
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2. |
Man of Few Words
04:32
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C E Am E
(last line of chorus: C E Am G)
I’m quiet ‘til I start singing
And folks don’t trust me ‘cause I’m a man of few words
And I don’t trust the ones who talk too much
Cause the loudest voices always get heard
But you know
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
I don’t trust anyone
I don’t trust anyone
I don’t trust anyone
Do you?
We stand back to back, take ten steps
And your hand, it shakes ‘cause I’ve got a quiet tongue
You’ve lost track of your bullets
Now you’re aiming with an empty gun
But you know
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
I don’t trust anyone
I don’t trust anyone
But me
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G Bm
Em
G Bm Em C
The more I drink, the more I find
That my words don’t match my mind
And my knuckles have cracked, now
And that last shot’s got me thinking
About that time I meant to catch the bus home
But I caught the one that goes thirty miles south
And my lips are chapped, now
And I’d keep going if I could
Who
Who’s gonna love me when I’m broke?
When I’m broke
I read somewhere that lentils heal the heart
And you know, anything’s a start
But when sand’s all you got inside
It’s hard to fix a drought
It rains too much for the comfort of my head
The roof leaks at the foot of my bed
Well, I’m a desert through and through
At least I’ve got the sun
Who
Who’s gonna love me when I’m broke?
When I’m broke
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4. |
You Are Whole
04:01
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Am C
G F Am
G F C
You burned down the church
Not before it burned you down first
But now you’re building
From the ground
You were told that you’re wrong
Deafened ears couldn’t hear your song
But now you’re singing
A holy sound
Oh, you are whole
Oh, you are whole
You burned down the school
Not before it took away your tools
But now you’re building
With your hands
You were told you’re not right
Blind eyes that could only see white
But now you’re present
Where you stand
Oh, you are whole
Oh, you are whole
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5. |
Ballad For Winter
04:07
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Am G C
Am F C G
I’ve been sitting in my bedroom
Sleeping for days, but my bed feels empty
I’m tired of keeping still,
If I don’t burn this down, who will?
My head’s aching all the time
I’ve been silent but my throat burns
Old man winter’s got me down
His hand on my throat and my back on the ground
Haven’t been eating much and haven’t been eating right
I’m awake in the morning ‘cause I can’t sleep at night
Addicted to the substance of delusion and distress
Addicted to the way my heart beats in my chest
The sound of hail has got me freezing
The charm of hell is not beyond reason
Drive across the state in snow
Aimless ‘til I find somewhere to go
Sometimes I want to scream
Until my throat is numb and I can’t breathe
Sometimes I want to run away
Find the desert, find the sun someday
Haven’t been eating much and haven’t been eating right
I’m awake in the morning ‘cause I can’t sleep at night
Addicted to the substance of delusion and distress
Addicted to the way my heart beats in my chest
Haven’t been eating much and haven’t been eating right
I’m awake in the morning ‘cause I can’t sleep at night
If freedom is the answer, then achieving it’s the test
Addicted to the way my heart beats in my chest
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6. |
Be Okay
02:08
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A E D
I’m dropping out of school to find a job
And once I’ve saved enough, you know I’ll quit my job
I’m so tired I can hardly breathe
I’m counting down the days til I can leave
Out of here, out of here, out of here
I used to blame my parents for the ways in which I exist
But it’s not their fault how the world treats children who are mixed
And I swear people would listen to my songs
If I were a white boy acknowledging that I’m wrong
But I’m not
But I’m not
But I’m not
E F#m
I pray to god I’ll stop being such a fuck up
And I won’t have to smother my screams
I pray to god I’ll believe in something bigger
So I’ll stop dying in my dreams
And I’m waiting for the day that I’m declared insane
It’s every day that I’m in pain
It’s almost every day that I don’t want to stay
Well, I just want to hear that it’ll be okay
We’ll be okay, we’ll be okay, we’ll be okay
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7. |
Living Art
02:31
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C Am F C G
I’m so tired
That I can’t sleep at night
For fear that I just might
Sleep forever
So tell me
That I am living art now
I’ve got a broken heart now
It’s a thing of beauty
F G Am
F G C G Am
F G C
I’ve seen these walls and these floors
I’ve been in this bathroom before
Maybe it will pass with the moon
And the ocean will come for me soon
I’m so hungry
But I’ve got no desire
I’ll light myself on fire
So I can see at night
I’m taking
All my coffee black
My tongue’s starting to lack
The means to taste the world
I’ve seen these walls and these floors
I’ve been in this bathroom before
Maybe it will pass with the moon
And the ocean will come for me soon
Maybe it will pass with the moon
And the ocean will come for me soon
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8. |
Belly Full of Fire
04:00
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G C Am D
We spend too much time
Drinking too much wine
And we don’t remember the dreams we had
In the morning when we wake up
Self-deprecation isn’t revolution
And killing all cops isn’t a solution
writers keep writing, fighters keep fighting
Just make sure you listen
C D G C
Maybe it’s the whiskey
Or I’ve got a belly full of fire
Can’t tell if it’s the peppers
Or I’m filled with desire
G C Am D
We’re stuck on our identities
thriving off making enemies
But what have we done to keep the world from killing
Our friends whose deaths suffer no visibility
And maybe we’ll find it
And maybe we’ll start it
But the trick is finding the voices
Who’ll make it through to the men who bring us our choices
And maybe we’ll find it
And maybe we’ll start it
And maybe we’ll stop paying our taxes
Just wait ‘til the white house collapses
And maybe we’ll feed it
And maybe we’ll grow it
With the soil we’ve got laying under the sidewalks
With the help from our friends with the dirty old school bus
G C B C
And we’ll grow all we can
With the help of your hands
With a green thumb and a need
We’ll bring you every seed
We’ll give all we can
Take care of ourselves with our shaking hands
open up shelters and write songs of peace
We will make up our own rental leases
C D G C
Maybe it’s the whiskey
Or I’ve got a belly full of fire
Can’t tell if it’s the peppers
Or I’m filled with desire
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Porch Cat Washington
Porch Cat is a DIY, queer, folk punk band from Washington, fronted by Chan B and accompanied by Emily Ayden. Porch Cat is a project that strives to connect with and empower marginalized people through music.
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