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FACTORY TOWN

by Hank Biscuits

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1.
FACTORY TOWN 01:53
Verse This used to be a factory town It made shoes so we could walk around Now it sits and waits to be torn down Chorus So Now we’re just left out and Now its all run down Were rubbed down to the bone With nowhere left to go Verse They sent our jobs away And didn’t feel one thing Despite fact they bled us Dry Bridge Things are cheaper, yes that true But they won’t last just like you empty houses broken cars Filled up churches and fuller bars The lies they sold in the 70s Poisoned my whole family tree Chorus So Now we’re just left out and Now its all run down Were rubbed down to the bone With nowhere left to go VERSE Relics of a past that offered a middle class Now that’s all gone And we all feel alone Chorus And we’re rubbed down to the bone With nowhere left to go Rubbed down to the bone With nowhere left to go
2.
JOE HILL 02:45
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead” “I never died” says he, “I never died” says he. “In Salt Lake City, Joe,” says I, Him standing by my bed, “They framed you on a murder charge,” Says Joe, “But I ain’t dead,” Says Joe, “But I ain’t dead.” “The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, they shot you Joe” says I. “Takes more than guns to kill a man” Says Joe “I didn’t die” Says Joe “I didn’t die” And standing there as big as life and smiling with his eyes. Says Joe “What they can never kill went on to organize, went on to organize” From San Diego up to Maine, in every mine and mill, Where workers strike and organize it’s there you’ll find Joe Hill, it’s there you’ll find Joe Hill! I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. Says I “But Joe, you’re ten years dead” “I never died” says he, “I never died” says he. “I never died” says he. I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me. I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me.
3.
BONE DRY 02:14
Verse Thunder and lighting Broken hearts Whiskey and rye Losin my girl All feel the same A bit good and a bit more bad But we all hope That bottle’ll magically refill that lady turns around And the storm passes on Chorus The good the bad and all the rest I drank my way through it all The storms and the lightning Each day new and the same But it seems I’m always left here Alone On this island and bone dry Verse Stuck on an island of my makin Always seems to be my fault but I keep tryin to make the day Better than the last But it never seems to work out cause Chorus The good the bad and all the rest I drank my way through it all The storms and the lightning Each day new and the same But it seems I’m always left here Alone On this island and bone dry Verse But my life been filled with more storms than sunny days The beautiful girls, And The whisky and the pills keep Me Movin but at End of the day I’m left here Bone dry Chorus The good the bad and all the rest I drank my way through it all The storms and the lightning Each day new and the same But it seems I’m always left here Alone On this island and bone dry
4.
VERSE Been down on my luck old lady threw me out My Shit’s spread out on the street Called a buddy to bail me out We ended up T-bonin a Honda Bruised and broken Ain’t got no job and insurance Ain’t this country great so Chorus I’m Left with less than nothin No place, bruised face and just a suitcase Swallowed my pride Moved back home days spent in the basement Makin music a four track malt liquor and Modest mouse Verse Broke, broken and stuck in the basement Back here with those that taught me wrong Tryin, really fuckin tryin to find To find a path But I’ll be damned With no job, No prospects, a pound of doctor bills but Ain’t this country great, so now Chorus I’m Left with less than nothin No place, bruised face and just a suitcase Swallowed my pride Moved back home days spent in the basement Makin music a four track malt liquor and Modest mouse Outro The four track, The malt liquor and Modest mouse All the rest can go fuck themselves Overdubs, bounces and multitracks Mickeys, OE, and Colt 45 The Lonesome Crowded West is all I need And all I’ll ever get The Lonsome Crowded West Oh son, that’s all that left is the Lonesome Crowded West
5.
Verse Walk to a bar Hopin for a stiff pour And that pure release When what do I see Another Robot Bartender These bastards can’t tell That tonight I needed a just a little bit more But that simple human kindness don’t exist Like all the kindnesses we’ve lost these goddamn robot bartenders make weak drinks and give shit advice so Chorus Fuck you tech man Bring back my bar man Finally took everything from me Ain’t nobody here drunk But we’re damn sure broke Verse algorithmic metal husks Pour exactly one shot Not a drop more You can’t appeal to them Tell em you had a shit day so Technology finally took The last place I had Free from its grip can’t no man get a stiff drink with these goddamn robot bartenders so Chorus Fuck you tech man Bring back my bar man Finally took everything from me Ain’t nobody here drunk But we’re damn sure broke Ain’t nobody here drunk But we’re damn sure broke
6.
Verse Pamela, oh Pamela Now girl, calm on down Don’t go a pullin that knife You out on probation After that last altercation So Pamela oh Pamela I’ll make you my queen But please PLEASE put down that knife Verse So Pamela oh Pamela I’ll make you my queen Despite your predilection for Stabbin at me It’s my dark affliction and I Can stop this addiction But please oh Pamela put down, put down that knife Chorus Oh Pamela, Oh Pamela what am I gonna do with you When I can’t not love you OH Pamela oh Pamela I’m gonna love you Until I get a knife in my back Outro Pamela oh Pamela You’re gonna have to stop it with that knife I love you so, but how can you be my wife While wavin around that knife Oh how can you be my wife While wavin around that knife Oh my Pamela be my wife While wavin around that knife. Oh my Pamela be my wife While wavin around that knife.
7.
Intro: (Spoken) Now my Grandpa, when I turned eighteen, the character that he is, he pulled me aside and he said, “son I’m gonna need you to get drunk the next 40 straight nights, it’ll make a man out of you!”. Verse A solemn promise To my grandpa On his death bed After he shared an ancient wisdom He said son, this life goes by too fast so at least once Chorus Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Every man needs to push his limits Modern life has so few Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights It’ll make a man or break you quick Cause unlike back in my time, there ain’t no War for you so Verse Grandpa said after a week The weakness may set in A desire to stop After waking up in so many strange spots Walking through near continuous pain But son, you got push on Bridge A Yard A Strange bed The Jail a few times So much Vomit your only friend As you pass across the darkness Of the crucible I’ve set for you Damn it boy promise me you’ll Chorus Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Every man needs to push his limits Modern life has so few Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights It’ll make a man or break you quick Cause unlike back in my time, there ain’t no war for you so Verse Be a man boy or break on quick It’s better for us all if You a go on and figure it out Burn out, die, break or maybe Come out Chorus Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Every man needs to push his limits Modern life has so few Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights It’ll make a man or break you quick Cause unlike back in my time, there ain’t no war for you so Outro Ya hear me son This is your war now Ya hear me son This is your war now Get black out drunk 40 straight nights Get black out drunk 40 straight nights
8.
Well that’s the record! I appreciate you listenin to it, and Uh, it means a lot and if you made it this far, Goddamn! I don’t frankly know how you did it. But Uh, stay sane as you can, and out of the pokey and Just, Uh, try to get by day to day that’s what I’m gonna do, just get by, Alright, we’ll see you soon! I love you Bastards, Goddamn!

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This is Hank Biscuit's first full length album. Hank's music is a mix of folk punk and outlaw country with a strong dash of lo-fi weirdness.

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released March 12, 2024

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Hank Biscuits Providence, Rhode Island

Hank is a simple man, who loves loose cigarettes, whisky and the resultant yard wrestling. 

He has been an elusive character that has popped up throughout the years, but his of music has never been formally released to the public. Long Shot records is pleased to present his first album "Factory Town".

His music is a mix of punk and outlaw country if you like labels.
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