We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

X K P

by Fextonia

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

1.
I found one in my winter coat pocket, one in my dresser drawer Found one in the bathroom mirror I don’t recall doing that before I found some in the glove compartment, a few in my change can I found two in Mama’s jewelry box, one in my hat band These old habits keep turning up Once you’ve hit the wall you know you’ve had enough Now I might slip a time or two but most times I throw ’em away ’Cause I’m still trying to kick it and getting better every day Down there on the corner used to be my go-to guy I had to change my number and learn to pass him by Sometimes I see my angel but her demons wouldn’t let go And the hardest thing I had to do was learn to tell her no These old habits keep turning up Once you’ve hit the wall you know you’ve had enough Now I might slip a time or two but most times I throw ’em away ’Cause I’m still trying to kick it and getting better every day
2.
Very Slowly 04:14
Can someone help? My face is falling off very slowly I’m stuck with last year’s tech And now the room’s getting dark – holy moly Traded my tacky sash for a uniform that would match Oh God I’m dying, very slowly Standing still and losing my mind, not quite so slowly Like many things, what makes it scary is that I can’t control it Some guys have all the luck, but I really don’t give Much thought to things that don’t happen very slowly Got a name and number from The Man Paid peanuts, hoping to cashew if I can Spend most days in the prison yard Pursuing happiness under guard Playing ’em tight till that magic card hits my hand Some of these guys have never learned to read And all of the rest prefer to watch TV Heads explode in a beautiful way In a life directed by Michael Bay Getting nowhere fast on a negative one way street The ambulance and hearse are headed here, very slowly Sliding over the ice like a vetoed sloth toward a goalie Gathering coal for the chicken coop, if I ever get out of the loop You can bet it won’t be very slowly
3.
X K P 03:13
Well they’re on my trail and they’re hunting me down They’ll never stop looking till the day that I’m found Been running so long but I think I’m losing ground Well they’re after me ’cause they think I’m the one I’m wanted for something that I’ve never done Been hiding so long but I think it’s only begun I’m an X K P but can I ever escape? I’m an X K P but can I ever escape? The dogs are barking; they’ve picked up my scent They’re tracking me everywhere that I went And it won’t be long until my time is spent I’m an X K P but can I ever escape? I’m an X K P but can I ever escape?
4.
Good People 02:41
I used to think they were good people Maybe just set in their ways They told me it was all about heritage Had nothing to do with the hate Now I watch as good people look for a reason and rhyme To justify another man dying – I’ve lost count of the times They say he should have just listened, he should’ve complied If he wasn’t up to no good he would not have died What about his rap sheet? What about his past? "What if he were your brother?" is all I will ask I could’ve swore they were good people Now they make jokes for the dead And expect me to believe all lives matter While they thump books they’ve never read I do believe there are good people Their stand against hate gives me hope But if there’s one thing I learned What I thought were good people Are really just wolves in sheep’s clothes They say just entertain us, we don’t care what you think Just throw the football, shut up and sing What will be remembered when it comes to the end Won’t be the words of the enemy but the silence of friends
5.
Frog Poop 02:39
6.
Ice was there from the moment you stepped outside Penetrating gusts of wind stealing away the power within All you wanted was a comfortable place to hide From the winter storms; there were no other bones about it While someone in need brought you out of that door You don’t want to leave any more Except when it feels good Then let the wind blow through your hair And you wish it was always there With the warmth of the sun, the two of them work as one But they’ve got to be mixed right Or the magic falls apart before your eyes Ain’t nothing beats being outside when it feels good I was there at the moment you turned him down You wouldn’t spend your life A comfortable, cared-for, good-enough wife Your words were what he expected, judging by the sound He’d be dead pretty soon And not a soul in the room could doubt it The nurse showed us the door, he seemed content to have tried You never liked saying goodbye Except when it feels good Then let the stream take you to the sea You would have done the same to me I think it might have been fun, the two of us living as one But I get how you are now Some birds can only take off and land on their own ground You don’t really want anybody around except when it feels good The story’s been here since before you knew what it could mean Before you had a place to stay you still felt like running away And you are a prisoner as long as you have not seen The invisible key – you’ll never be free without it This idea I’ll try to tell you right now A last precious line before taking my bow Examine your thoughts; ask what you’re looking for Else you’ll always be reaching for more Except when it feels good – then you’re happy, without a care And that feeling can’t always be there It’s a will o’ the wisp; a puny reward for the ultimate risk Till you hear me, you’re blind to all the harm Trying to be happy can bring You don’t really want a particular thing You want when it feels good
7.
Standing at the depot waiting for the train to come I bought me a ticket to the land of the midnight sun I’m headed on down the track, don’t know when I’ll be back I’m going ’round the world till I find the rainbow’s end Standing on the dockside waiting for the ship to come I bought me a ticket to the land of the rising sun Well I’m going to sail away and I might be back someday I’m going ’round the world till I find the rainbow’s end I’m going to keep looking till I find that pot of gold It’s waiting there at the end of the rainbow No time for a leprechaun – I gotta keeping on until I find it Standing at the airport waiting for the plane to come I bought me a ticket to the land of the emerald sun I’m flying across the sea and Ireland’s where I’ll be I’m going ’round the world till I find the rainbow’s end
8.
Please write, even if not for me Your insight can certainly help another see You’ve got the gift, so spin your yarn Share your thoughts with a dash of charm Dear Violet, jot them down eventually, even if not for me Please try to find the love you need Years pass by revealing what was not meant to be To keep your life hidden is your choice You’re a songbird with or without your voice Still, bad decisions make for good things to read Take the one that was made by me Oh, the wagon ride in Jamaica was long ago Though I didn’t ask so you could not say no Now how the other story ends we’ll never know I hope the one you’re living ends happily, even if not for me Please write, set your feelings free Put fear aside; they can always publish it posthumously Whether or not some heaven awaits If you pour your heart out on a page The most wonderful part of you lasts eternally, even if not for me Oh, I’ll pass away with all these thoughts unsaid Lo, only a chapter or two even mentions Ned Though perhaps someday, because of what he’s read Another writer may say them finally, even if not for me Oh, the pathos latent in the tales we tell So intense even after a century’s dormant spell Flowing from the deep dark chambers where they dwell Go incorporate them into a life lived well No way to recover what is lost for good No way to remember if we truly should
9.
Marjorie is coo coo for Coco Puffs Yet she finds a crowd just dumb enough To believe in that bat shit conspiracy stuff Marjorie’s coo coo for Coco Puffs QAnon is whacko as whacked out can be Pushing bald face lies in the name of free speech They walk on us all and cry "don’t tread on me" QAnon is whacko as whacked out can be They think they’re all patriots upholding the law Painting their faces and tasing their balls Making a joke in the name of taking a stand They cry oppression on their vacation days They back the blue ’til they don’t get their way A parrot ain’t a patriot, they all got blood on their hands Alex is crazier than an old pet coon Thinks sex is on Mars and never landed the moon Gay frogs, lizard people and Satanic typhoons Alex is crazier than an old pet coon Sarah was nutty as Mamaw’s fruit cake She convinced the flock that the news was all fake Donnie was a dipshit but he carried her flame Sarah was as nutty as Mamaw’s fruit cake Stop with your bitching, get on with your lives You need to quit listening to the My Pillow guy They’re playing y’all for fools; don’t you understand? No one is coming for your precious rights But you can’t embrace hatred and help spread the lies A parrot ain’t a patriot, y’all got blood on your hands A parrot ain’t a patriot; you don’t need that blood on your hands
10.
Been kept inside for oh so long Having to hide this feeling’s wrong for sure Been locked away, I’ve lost the key The price I pay for being me for sure And I don’t want to be here anymore I want things the way they were before I don’t want to be here anymore I always cared deeply for you I never shared, I wanted to for sure I know I should have told you then I never could just be a friend, for sure And I don’t want to be here anymore I want things the way they were before I don’t want to be here anymore A girl like you, I should have known: what can I do but be alone And I held out hope that you might see I’m just a fool; that’s all I’ll be forever
11.
How many of you ever did cocaine? Or did you just hear Tyler Childers sing about it? How many of you ever sat around And watched those turtles all the way down, I kinda doubt it But hey you’re digging the good stuff Just please don’t bring the White Claws to the party Unless it helps her learn to dance Then I’ll understand you’re just getting started They say you only live once, well that’s a lie The truth is you only die one time So dance in the rain and laugh at the jokes If you have to say it, you ain’t woke Remember the ride is fast, my friend You only die once and you ain’t coming back again I was once that kid listening to Hank Learning how to drink and I was clueless I heard Ronnie singing about that smell I fell into that living hell and it was ruthless But hey I was digging the good stuff And I’m guilty of bringing Zimas to the party I can’t lie, it sure did help my chances When I threw in those Jolly Ranchers Man she was getting started We learned to drive Three on the Tree You got the world at the touch of a screen You all ate the Tide Pods, we sniffed the glue Who in the hell would’ve ever knew That mullet would come back around So take the chances we never had But don’t discredit that Boomer dad – you can learn some They all said the same about Gen X And we learned if you want respect, you gotta earn some They say you only live once, well that’s a lie The truth is you only die one time So dance in the rain and laugh at the jokes If you have to say it, you ain’t woke Remember the ride is fast, my friend You only die once and you ain’t coming back again
12.
Jupiter DED 02:50
13.
Nothing new under the sun but it’s a beautiful day Nothing new under the sun and then you came my way Everything changed when you walked by The world looks different to my eye Nothing new under the sun but it’s a beautiful day Nothing new under the sun and then you looked my way And with the sunshine pouring down Now that you’re mine I may drown in love Everything changed when you walked by The world looks different to my eye Nothing new under the sun but it’s a beautiful day Nothing new under the sun and then you came my way And with the sunshine pouring down Now that you’re mine I may drown in love Nothing new under the sun but it’s a beautiful day
14.
He was, he was a fine young man They always say that when they can Is it karma that trapped him out of scorn Or the plain dumb luck of being born? No way, no way to vault the stairs Can’t hawk 45s or tour state fairs The wonder’s gone, and man it hurts Not to rise out of the glitter and dirt Got to appease his jones without much patience Dumped on a rock with technical civilizations Such excellent timing Believe, believe it’ll all work out If you’re crazy enough it is called devout Instead of joining the human race He sequesters himself in a quiet place Begin, begin to learn his trade Be proud, then ashamed of the things he made Nobody else doth seem to care Perhaps because they’re unaware He can do it all himself and that’s good since he has to Sawing away at the only rope he is attached to With excellent timing Born late enough to figure out the name of the prison The last move he’ll make isn’t any more important than this one Weaving a theme increasingly contrapuntal To finally break free as the walls begin to crumble Such excellent timing

about

Produced and engineered, as usual, by Fextonia

Recorded in Hawesville, Middlesboro, and Louisville, Kentucky, November 2021 - February 2022

credits

released February 10, 2022

Chad Money - vocals, saxophone, clarinet, violin, viola, mandolin, dulcimer, guitar, bass, keyboards, drums, percussion

Julian Money - vocals, keyboards, drums, percussion

Dale Partin - vocals, guitar, bass, percussion

Brandon Fuson - vocals, guitar

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Fextonia Hawesville, Kentucky

Founded in 1996 amid the hills of southeastern Kentucky, Fextonia quickly evolved from a high school jam band into a songwriters' convention and continues to record original albums.

contact / help

Contact Fextonia

Streaming and
Download help

Report this album or account

If you like Fextonia, you may also like: