People Are Hanged​.​.​.​Pictures Are Hung

by Joe Vallina

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THE ROCKERS:
Haven't Got Enough
I'm Buying a Stratocaster
To the Phonomatic

THE SENSITIVE SIDE OF MR. VALLINA:
American Stranger
Common Complaint
Tiles

THE HIT SINGLE:
Year of the Wicked

Recorded at Implant Studios, Silver Spring, MD, May-July 2012

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released July 11, 2012

Joe Vallina: Vocals, guitars, bass, drums

With special guest performance by the inimitable Jonathan Mason: background vocals, bass on "Haven't Got Enough" and background vocals on "Year of the Wicked"

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Thanks to Jenny, Sylvia, and Joseph for love and support, to Jonathan Mason for mics and inspirational feedback, and to all my friends near and far for being cool like you do.

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Track Name: Haven't Got Enough
HAVEN'T GOT ENOUGH

Well I can still remember you standing by the shoreside
Your eyes all sick and wild wind crawling up your back
Your dress around your waistline, showing everything to everyone
Watching all their faces, laugh as they react

And you left me standing with a feeling that's supposed to go away
And you left me watching you
And you like that emotion, the one that says I've got to pay
But I haven't got enough to get through to you

In another lifetime, I'd take you as my lover
And we'd run so far away and you would love me too
But I'm living in the real world, and there's just too many things I lack
If you're thinking of those people, think of me

And the way that you left me standing with a feeling that's supposed to go away
And you left me watching you
And you like that emotion, the one that says I've got to pay
But I haven't got enough to get through to you
Track Name: Year of the Wicked
Year of the Wicked

She ain't perfection
But who the hell wants that anyway?
She's got the kind of serpentine smile that puts 100,000 hearts in the grave

I've got a $20 bill that says she's gone
I've got a handful of pills to carry on

Well she's nocturnal but she's still cool in the day
You know they did some damage but she won't let it get in her way
I've got a $50 bill that says I'm done
I've done lost my will to carry on

It's the year of wicked
I need one more summer day
And I'm flying through your memories
And I'm floating away

She ain't perfection
But who wants that anyway?
She's got the kind of serpentine smile that puts 100,000 hearts in the grave

I've got a $20 bill that says she's gone
I've lost my will, so carry on
Track Name: I'm Buying a Stratocaster
I'm Buying a Stratocaster

I'll take it out on you
I'll take it out on tour
I'll make a million fans
I'll be the new rock star du jour

Because sunburst just isn't enough to get me high
Sunburst just isn't enough to get me off

And my rock star credibility won't let me hang out at the bar
And my rock star credibility won't let me burn out
I stumble and I scar

I'll take it out on you
I'll take it out on me
I never thought I'd see
The bitter end

Because sunburst just isn't enough to get me high
Sunburst just isn't enough

'Cause my rock star credibility won't let me hang out at the bar
And my rock star credibility won't let me burn out
I stumble and I scar
Track Name: American Stranger
American Stranger

Well I know you're an American Stranger
Unmoved by the trials and tribulations
Of a world gone mad
Of a girl gone sad

And I know you're a smooth operator
With eyes like steel and lips like a razor
Girl gone bad
In a world gone sad

And it fades away
Conscience fades away

And I know you're an American Stranger
Unmoved by the trials and tribulations
Of a world gone sad
Of a girl gone bad
Of a girl gone bad
Track Name: To the Phonomatic
To the Phonomatic

I need a shotgun choke in the very worst way
Well I guess I found something I just can't explain away
But my heart's getting bigger like the lump in my throat
And the pace that you've been giving doesn't mean you can gloat to me

And the words you spoke, did you really believe it?
The promises you broke, really gave you away
A beeline traffic to the phonomatic
And the signal's getting lost in the cruel, cruel light of the day

With your green eyes flashin' making hearts feel passion
I guess you found something that works for you every day
But my heart's getting bigger like the lump in my throat
And the pace that you've been giving doesn't mean you can gloat to me
Track Name: Common Complaint
Common Complaint

On the back of a matchbook, in the crease of your hand
Time and its minions remind me I'm a man
I dig on your backbone, leave a mark on your skin
Bound and determined to finally claw my way in

And you try just a little of this constant routine
Fighting all your feelings but what does it mean
And I know it's a common complaint
It's a common complaint

Incremental atonement is watching me bleed
And another consolation is just what I didn't need

But you try just a little of this constant routine
Hiding all your feelings but what does it mean
But I know it's a common complaint
It's a common complaint

It's time on your hands
It's a common complaint

Time on your hands, opening old wounds you'd like to forget
Track Name: Tiles
TILES

So this is what I came so far to do
To be with you
And now I'm stuck here on these tiles
I can't make it home

Even the Sun can't warm this heart
So blinded by pain and fear and hurt
Try to be something that I'm not
I'll fool you all cause that's my lot

You can run so far away
but you will always follow you
Your diversions simply can't repay
the debt you owe your heart

Even the Sun can't warm this soul
So blinded pain and fear and lust
I try to be something that I'm not
I'll fool you all I'll fool you all