The Man Who Stalked Himself

by Bill Reed

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Arty, rock, and a little psychedelic.

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released December 23, 2013

All songs and images ©2013 Bill Reed
Recorded and mixed at Wayward Industries
Fall River, Ma., USA
Written, performed, recorded, produced by Bill Reed

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Bill Reed New Bedford, Massachusetts

As a live audio engineer, Bill has worked with many diverse acts as Randy Newman, Susan Tedeschi, Indigo Girls, Green Day, Staind, Ratt, Yelloman, and more. As a performer he spent a decade making a living playing bass in front of audiences as large as 60,000+, and had his original music mentioned and reviewed in national publications. His work ethic, imagination, and lack of ego sets him apart. ... more

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Track Name: Eventually Blues
What were you, maybe half my age
on the night that we first met?
Love the way you take my breath away
every time you walk in my direction.

Got to let you know, I got to let you know
but l'm keeping it to myself.
I know it's better this way, than letting you learn
to hate me like everyone eventually does.

I live to hear you call my name.

What were you, maybe half my age
on the night that we first met?
Love the way my heart stops still
every time your eyes are smiling in my direction

Got to let you know, I got to let you know
but l'm keeping it to myself.
I know it's better this way, than letting you learn
to hate me like everyone eventually does.

I live to hear you call my name.

© 2013 Bill Reed
Track Name: Hunter
Open your heart, open your mind
have a drink and you'll be fine.
Lie, cheat, and steal the American dream,
like Hunter wrote about.
Nobody wants to be the first to dance,
don't show your hand, unless you
want to live a little, just a little bit.

I found out a deeper meaning.
Enough to laugh out loud, enough to let it go.
I found out, a deeper meaning is playing in my soul.

Could you be any dumber rolling around
there in your shit?
Looking at me and lying again
your mouth, it won't quit.
Instigate and pollenate the you you try to hide.
You don't believe in anything and I think that you don't mind.

Your world would be difficult to translate,
your meaning would be lost.
Your words, they are so sensitive,
and I think that this is good.

Love is the law. love under will.

©2013 Bill Reed, Irmak Tomriz, Aleister Crowley
Track Name: The Man Who Stalked Himself
You think you're fine
but you've reached a limit.
The world is full of things that you don't know about.
When you think that you have found your problem
look up, and don't you let go. You're doing fine.

I get high, I work without a net.
I'm climbing towers every night
and I, I ain't got no regrets.

Tick-tock, the time goes by.
You sit there wondering when you're going to fly.
I see no reason holding you down, anymore.
But you can't get up, you can't find the door.
You're doing time.

I get high, I work without a net.
I'm setting fires every night,
and I, I ain't got no regrets.

You think you're fine
but you've reached a limit.
The world is full of things that you don't know about.
When you think that you have fixed your problem
look up, and don't you let go. You're doing fine.

I get high, I work without a net.
l see all your smiling faces,
and I, I ain't got no regrets.
You're sitting back, watching time go by
wondering "When's it my turn, when am l gonna fly?"
I see no reason in the back of your head,
so you better get up, and maybe do something now.

©2013 Bill Reed
Track Name: William Burroughs
Fat fuckin' chance said the monkey in his hat.
The snail's in the house and he's fuking with a mouse,
and the hat was in the rain.

Monkey in the rain

What if I were the man behind the curtain,
would you all hail me?
Aren't you glad, now you're shaking my hand?
How does that make you feel?
You think l'm crazy, but l don't know.
The mice are away and the cats
are looking up their numbers.

Monkey in the rain.

When will that monkey learn not to play in the rain?

©2013 Bill Reed
Track Name: My Wagon Got Fixed
The day begins like any day
cloudy sky, all full of rain.
l think it's taking you away, against your will.

Ingrates, they're condescending,
leaving you half-dead and then you're
damaged by the way they play
screaming when you find

You're wallowing in endless pain,
vampires killing the time you saved.
What they don't know about won't hurt you none.

ln grace they come and descend and then they're
leaving you half-dead and then you're
damaged by the way they play.
Screaming when you find

Everything you've worked for,
everything thing you've been.
And all your days come falling down
and they won't stop caving in.

Things you've discovered are haunting your truth,
in all that you live and all that you do.
You're buried in a shallow grave
the day then ends like any day
the horror seems to find its way.
But what does it matter?
You're falling away.

The day then ends like any day
alone you cry and you're blown away.
But l think it's saying just believe in what you do.

©2013 Bill Reed