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Ever updating music from the one and only Samuel J Howden

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released May 18, 2015

Samuel J Howden
Alex Ogle - Drumset

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Sam Howden Austin, Texas

Musician, singer, composer, educator living in Austin Texas.

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Track Name: Grandma Rae
Grandma Rae nurse by day but by night you know she's fucking partying until 10:00 pm
Got her wool socks on you know she'll be dancing all night long or at least until 10:00 pm when she goes to bed because it's

Grandma Rae
Grandma Rae
It's time to say goodnight to
Grandma Rae

Baking Cookies by the dozen, always on the prowl for loving you know she'll get a hug in if she wants.
Smoking weed and fools too, laughing 'til she's black and blue she's belching like she owns the place and if you don't like it fuck your face.

It's Grandma Rae, Well you know her key lime pie is heaven
Grandma Rae, How about Ramen Tetsuya by 7:00
She's got a way of doing things
its Grandma Rae, all the girls go gay for Grandma Rae.

From the depths within her mind Raeligion's spreading all the time look out or it might get all over you all over you.
From the bottom of her soul that love is growing nice and full look out or it might get all over you all over you.

It's Grandma Rae, You can see her through the kitchen window.
Grandma Rae
She'll nuke you like a gamma ray she's too hot to handle
It's Grandma Rae.

Raeligion's spreading all the time look out or it might get all over you all over you.

Grandma Rae.
Track Name: Far Out
I don't want to go to sleep in case you disappear by tomorrow
and I don't want to have to ask for more time to borrow.
So why don't you tell me now am I wasting my strength in holding out for something more, something more.

Because I don't seem to be ok with sitting still for a minute
It's like I think this is a race and I'm intent on winning,
But I'm alone running in the cold already feeling stiff and old and always looking for something more, something more.

But the scenery hasn't changed for miles and miles and it's starting to feel like I might need to take a break in a little while.

And now I've gone so far out I've lost touch with the people I care for
I wonder if I should head back or just keep on pushing for something more
So will you please tell me now am I wasting my strength in holding out for something more, something more.

Because the scenery hasn't changed for miles and miles and it's starting to feel like I might not hear your voice in quite a while.
Track Name: Old Bag of Snake Skin
Twenty plus years of being bored and self absorbed, and wanting nothing more than us to disappear. Now you wish that we were there to take care of all you need well maybe in your fucking dreams old bag of snake skin.

You think we're tools and you try to play it cool but we know when it's time to fold and walk away, and when you say you miss us so there's one thing that we do know, we can't trust your molting face.

Old bag of snake skin, you're cold and sad and making excuses for the things that you ignored when we were begging for that love that you never really had.

Old bag of snake skin, cold and sad and making excuses for the things that you ignored when you were begging for that love that you never really had.
Track Name: Robot Runaway
you know just where to find me
Track Name: We're Probably Really Boring
My sense of sight was long past dead and gone when I walked blindly into you, it's probably why I misconstrued that shit you were spewing for a picture that was true but it was just all about you all the time and I got bored and wished that it was not, and then it was all about me all the time and I got bored and wished that it was not.

So now my sense of taste is dead and gone, I could probably eat shit until I rot.
I hear you're writing pretty songs but I'll probably tell you that they're not.
For fear that if it's all about you all the time you'd get bored and wish that it was not.
If it's all about you all the time you'd get bored and wish that it was not.

Well balance really is a fickle thing and we couldn't seem to stay upright.
Sometimes I wish that we had been a machine with programmed wrong and programmed right, but if it was all about wrong and right all the time we'd get bored and wish that it was not, and in chasing that illusion we'd probably only end up confusing uptight for right.
Track Name: Infected Limb
The infected limb must be removed immediately. Do you hear me? If we intend to continue living as we prefer we must get it off right now. Any method will do any tool will do, get it done. What did you just say to me? What the fuck did you just say to me? That's what I thought, do we have an understanding? Do we have an understanding? Yes I know it's hard, now listen to some Trumpet.
Track Name: Waste Away
Well you talk a lot about the things you want to do but I've seen the way you work and you've got little follow through, it's like each day that passes by comes as some big surprise and you spend each moment hoping the next one will be more energized always saying things like,

"man tomorrow is the day I'll make good on what I say,
I promise tomorrow is the day my actions will start to rearrange."

and I think yeah right, yeah right I guess I'll believe that shit when pigs start to fly.

Because I've been waiting all this time for you to reconcile what you want and what you need but it's taking quite a while.
Man I believe that you can run, I think you can fly, but I've got to see some movement before I plan that mile.

So hear me when I say that I won't watch you waste away,
and that doesn't mean I'll stay that means I'll leave unless things change,
and tomorrow is the day that I make good on what I say.
So listen when I say that I won't watch you waste away.

It's no use this just isn't you I know because I know you and this just isn't you what's your excuse?
It's no use this just isn't you I know because I know you and this just isn't you what's your excuse?

Right here right now tell me what this is all about what this is all about
Right here right now tell me what this is all about what this is all about
Today's the day oh
It's not too late but just wait.

Tomorrow is the day that I make good on what I say.
So hear me when I say that I won't watch you waste away.
Track Name: Home
Comfort in the middle of a bleak and often dangerous dark haze.
I'd do almost anything just to feel that familiar place.
I'd welcome my friends to stay and see the beautiful home I made.
And we'd all laugh at the thought of being anywhere else that day.

Well it's not easy for me to see that home's not guaranteed,
I might fail miserably.
I don't want to be alone in a place I don't call home.
Track Name: Sam Howden & Thea Picard - The Obvious Choice
Can't figure out which point to worry about, but it's floating around my head.
You could grab the one that's obvious, or just sit around and think about it.
It's easier said than done, my mind is paralyzed.
Body might be on the run, but my mind is paralyzed.

Where to go, I should know, I should know.
Where to go, I should know, I should know.

I got it all figured out, no more waiting go through with it now.
Right now, right now, right now.
I don't have to worry I don't care anymore.
I'm over the confusion I walk straight through the door.
I don't have to worry I don't care anymore.
I'm over the confusion I walk straight through the door.

Where to go, I should know, I should know.
Where to go, I should know, I should know.
Where to go, I should know, I should know.
Where to go, I should know, I should know.
Track Name: Speech
Speech isn't coming as easily as my ideas anymore I'm all caught up in what the words are for and what am I saying. Do you know? Do you know what I'm conveying? Can you hear? Can you hear?

The sincerity is there I know but it needs some time to grow if I'm to share it all with you I need a minute to work it out. To work it out. Give me a minute to work it out. To work it out.

I'm sorry to make you wait so long but I don't want to get this wrong and if I force it I will, so I'll do what I can not to let you down, you deserve to float above the ground but I can't promise you will because there's nothing I can say to make things different right away. I got lungs but reality's louder, and that's just the way it goes, we might be right but who fucking knows, it's time to give it a rest let's give it a rest.

Well you're speaking all the time but maybe you should redefine your intentions, because you don't want to spread the word of which you've never really heard, or do you? Do you think you've got it made when nobody knows you? Or are you just afraid to dig a little deeper.

I think you're hiding, what do you say to that?
I think you're lying, what do you do with that?

You were made to get it wrong, to get it wrong.
So don't be afraid to get it wrong, to get it wrong.
It's not too late, to work things out, just work it out.

Your words are more than just a sound, they help to lift me off the ground, but I can't hear what you're saying and that's just the way it goes, you might be right but I'll never know, I can't hear what you're saying.
Track Name: Entitled to that Couch
He's somebody, but he just can't work out the details.
She's somebody, but she's not fit for working retail.
They take the chance, when they have the time, to make sure everyone knows that they've been left behind, and then they get in their brand new cars and drive to their two story house for which their parents cosigned

Entitlement is alive and well, getting fucked up on your parents dime must be hell, some kind of hell on earth that's more like heaven being ignored.
Your side of it makes a compelling case oh wait I meant to say that I can't stand to see your true face why don't you put it away and never let it emerge again.

His life's work is a 30 game streak in beer pong.
Her need to twerk to shitty songs comes from the couple of times that daddy didn't play along
and now she's out to prove that motherfucker wrong,
she never needed him anyways and now she's got a fat bong,
and plenty of green, money grows on her family tree.
The roots of which were planted by her ancestors whips and slavery.

Entitlement is alive and well I guess I'll see you when you're different or I'll see you in hell because you might have good intentions but it's hard to tell so I guess I'll wish you well.

Entitlement is alive and well you might have some good intentions but it's hard for me to tell so I'll see you when you're different or I'll see you in hell but I guess I wish you well.
Track Name: No More Happy Days
There are no more happy days, I've seen them all. No more happy days, I guess I was done anyways.

There are no more happy days, I've seen them all. No more happy days, I guess I was done anyways.