Thank Me When You're Grateful

by Allan Hough

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Jason Renslow This is possibly the best album I've heard in 2015. It's poetic and punk and electronic and wild. It's untamed. It's fresh. And, it also speaks to the heart. Thank Me When You're Grateful is an album for the ages. Favorite track: You're A California Girl, Gurl.
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released April 21, 2015

All songs written and performed by Allan Hough except "Motherless Children" written by Blind Willie Johnson and arranged and performed by Allan Hough

Written mostly at Showtime Bar, Washington, DC
Recorded mostly at Tugun Beach, Gold Coast, QLD

"Sadbones" contains portions of "Deep Shadows" by Little Ann

Cover photography by Mai Le and NASA
Back photography by Allan

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Track Name: What Is The Answer
There's a problem
All around the world
Disaster and war and killing and famine
People are dying and corporations are scammin'

What is the answer?

There's a problem
In our nation's capital
The guy in charge is trying his best
But the opposition is out for blood and they're not gonna rest

What is the answer?

There's a problem
Here in the community
Demographics are changing and things won't be the same
Some get evicted, some eat sixteen dollar sandwiches without an ounce of shame

What is the answer?

There's a problem
In my house
The carpet is moldy and I think it's giving me cancer
I should deal with it but instead I go to karaoke and sing are I human or are I dancer

What is the answer?

There's a problem
Inside my brain
I wanna have fun but fun always ends in pain
I wanna be content but I can't seem to get off this train

What is the answer?
Track Name: We Used To Hop Fences
We used to hop fences
We used to hop fences

On the way to school During recess
On our lunch hour We’d hop fences
To get some place
To prove something
And we'd hop fences
On the way back home again
Short cuts
Scenic routes
In the evening
And on the weekend

We used to hop fences
We used to hop fences

To get to soccer
Or McDonald’s
For expedience or fun
To prove it could be done
Clean fences
Dirty fences
High fences
Low fences
We faced bramble
We faced barbs
We faced ivy
And angry pets

We used to hop fences
We used to hop fences

Some fences were chain link
Some were wood panel
Some fences were post and rail
Sometimes we hopped hedges too
We went from yard to yard
To fetch balls or discs
Or somebody's Foxtail
We’d hop fences
To find friends Evade foes
Or pretend foes
We’d hop fences
We hopped broken fences
We hopped mended fences
We hopped rusty fences
We hopped moldy fences
We got scrapes and burns
And splinters and cuts
We got stains and rips
And bruises and bumps

We used to hop fences
We used to hop fences

Most of the time
We got away clean
Not bruised nor bumped
Or anything
But sometimes we bled
And sometimes we cried
We saw things we shouldn'ta
And we arrived in record time

We used to hop fences
We used to hop fences
Track Name: Won't Get Down With The Good Stuff
I’m like “c’mon”
She’s all “ehhhhh”
I’m like “gurrrrrrl”
She’s all “ughhhhh”
It happens almost every day
Something great is on the table
But she don’t wanna
See the problem is

She won’t get down with the good stuff
She won’t get down with the good stuff
She won’t get down with the good stuff
She won’t get down with the good stuff

Everybody’s all “daaaaaamn”
She’s like “huhhh?”
Everybody’s all “gurrrrrrl”
She’s like “what”
It happens almost every day
All of us are into it
But she just... ain’t
It’s such a drag that

She won’t get down with the good stuff
She won’t get down with the good stuff
She won’t get down with the good stuff
She won’t get down with the good stuff
Track Name: Chartreuse & Coconut Juice
I’m a mixologist
Gonna make you a libation
Gonna blow your mind
It’s better than fornication

It’s called chartreuse
And coconut juice
A lil chartreuse
And a, a lil coconut juice

I’m a dermatologist
Wanna prescribe you a facial
Fix you right up
And you can thank me when you're grateful

It’s part chartreuse
And part coconut juice
Just some chartreuse
And a, some coconut juice

I’m a meteorologist
I’m predicting a perfect storm
It’s gonna be wiiiiiiild
So try to maintain a little decorum

Gonna rain chartreuse
And pour coconut juice
Showers of chartreuse
And, man, buckets of coconut juice
Track Name: I'm Every Person On Earth
I'm reading a book on a beach
I'm feeding a pig in a park
I'm wishing I could just live my life
And not be afraid of the dark

I'm every person on Earth
I'm every person on Earth
From Patterson to Panang to Perth
I'm every person on earth

I'm watching a movie in a bar
I'm kissing a girl on a first date
I'm wishing I could just do what I feel
And not be resigned to my fate

I'm every person on this planet
I'm every person on this planet
I'm Michael, I’m Tito, I'm Jermaine, I'm Janet
I'm every person on this planet

I'm typing a poem on my phone
I'm pinning a ribbon on a champion horse
I'm wishing I could just carry on
And not be consumed with remorse

I’m every person on the globe
I’m every person on the globe
I’m a plebe in rags and a king in a robe
I’m every person on the globe

I'm catching a train to the suburbs
I'm fighting a gambler who cheated
I'm wishing I could just make this mistake
And not be condemned to repeat it

I'm every person in the world
I'm every person in the world
I told you all this at your house last night
And you pulled a face and you hurled
Track Name: Waves In The Moonlight
Waves
In the moonlight
The way they look
They seem just a bit unreal
The dark
Of the ocean
Plus the dulled bright shine Of the moon and stars
They meet in the surf
In the evening
You walk past, you glance You take it all in and you gulp
(Gulp)
Waves
In the moonlight
Like a coal black lava flow Churning all night on the beach
Or the mouth
Of a wormhole
Gobbling matter and time Through the dark of the night
Waves break
On the shoreline
Like a big black tide of Giant tumblin’ dice
Determining our fate
It’s enough
In the moonlight
To make you feel The weight of eternity
Nothing around
But you
And the ocean
And all of its infinitude
You’re like Gumby Bearing witness
To this clay­animated Molten ob­sidian sea
And the enormity of life
Waves
In the moonlight
The way they look
You feel just 1 years old
You’re a babe
In your mum’s arms
The world’s all around But it’s too vast, to grasp
You look about
Wide eyed, the wind in your hair You sense mainly that there’s
A whole lot more than you see
So much more
Waves
In the moonlight
The way they look
They seem just a bit unreal
Control is
An illusion
We're at the mercy o' this sea of Totally unfathomable murk
Standing
On a dune at night And you know­ow­ow You just know
Oh waves
Track Name: You're A California Girl, Gurl
NYC is a fab place to be

You got Prospect Park
And Ludlow Street
Jamaica Bay
And Rockaway Beach
Ridgewood, Queens
Arepas at Caracas
Brownsville and Greenpoint
Borscht at Veselka’s
Citibike bike ride
In the rain
Concert at Cake Shop
Feelin no pain
To-­go margaritas
In the summertime
Sandwich from bodega
In the middle of the night
Williamsburg bridge
Fun to traverse
Prison Ship Martyrs’ Monument
Fun to sit under and ponder the universe

NYC is a great place
For suuure
But you’re a California girl
Gurrrrrrrrl

Don’t deny it
You’re a California girl, gurl
You can’t hide it
You’re a California girl, gurl

Our nation’s capital Is a hell of a town

The Ethiopian food
The grandeur of the mall
The jukebox at Showtime
Better than them all
Capital Bikeshare ride
In the snow
And then a bag of Utz And a Natty Boh'
Malcolm X Park
Marx Cafe
Comet Ping Pong
Motorcades
The National Zoo
And the Hirshhorn are awesome
So are fall colors
And cherry blossoms
Baltimore
Adams ­Morgan
Bloomingdale
And Madame’s Organ

Our nation’s capital
Is super, for sure
But you’re a California girl
Gurrrrrrrrl

Come back soon
You’re a California girl, gurl
Maybe May or June
You’re a California girl, gurl

Austin Texas
Is a kickass city
Eastside Drive-­in
Skeeball at the Scoot
The trees, the Pearls,
And the Allen's Boots
Go to Karaoke Underground
Sing Cock Sparrer and Jay Reatard
Then throw rocks at trains
Down by S. Lamar Blvd
The barbecue
The Detroit­style pizza
The queso
The avocado margaritas
Beerland (x4)

Austin Texas
Is rad, rad for sure
But you’re a California girl
Gurrrrrrrrl

Get on the bus
U R a California girl, gurl
Don’t raise a fuss
U R a California girl, gurl

Portland
Is definitely a place

It exists on a map
People live there
Beer in movie theaters
Friendly bus drivers
The Mean Jeans
The Tumblr girls
Pickathon
Old riot grrls
The Gorge
The Swifts
A pizza named after
A song by the Spits
First Club 21
Then Red Flag
Potato Champ
Radio Cab
Walk around the Northeast
Walk around the Southeast
Walk ‘cross the Bridge of the Gods
Maybe find inner peace

Portland
Is, a place, for sure
But you’re a California girl
Gurrrrrrrrl

Don’t hate
U R a California girl, gurl
Embrace your fate
U R a California girl, gurl
Track Name: Protest Song
What do I want?
(I don’t know)
When do I want it?
(I don’t know)
Track Name: Sadbones
I go to happy hour
And my happy place
I got happy feet
I got a happy face

But I got sad bones
Sad bones
I got no home
And I got sad bones

I got happy flowers
In a happy vase
I got happy beats
I got happy bass

But I got sad bones
Sad bones
I got no home
And I got sad bones

You tried to stop it
From the very start
But I got a bruised ego
I got a broken heart

And I got sad bones
Sad bones
I got no home
And I got sad bones

I ain’t mad about it
I ain’t going crazy
Don’t call me angry
Don’t call me lazy

Just call me Sadbones
Sadbones
I’m all alone
Yeah you can call me Sadbones
Track Name: Durnk
I’m drunk
I wanna get drunk We’re drunk
So happy and drunk
Gotta be drunk Wanna be drunk
So good to be drunk Nothing like drunk
Let’s get drunk babe Let’s get drunk
I love my life
As long as I’m drunk
Nothin to it
We should get drunk No more problems Only drunk
I can explain Dru­u­unk
No need to worry We’re just drunk
You and me drunk
It’s the best, drunk
All the best things happen Thanks to drunk
Let’s get drunk Let’s be drunk Together, drunk Us, drunk
I love you baby
When we’re drunk
I love you when we’re sober too But let’s get drunk
Let’s do it
Let’s get drunk It’s my life
I wanna be drunk
Drunk drunk drunk drunk Drunk drunk drunk
Life is short
Let’s get drunk
Bottle of wine
Gets me drunk
I sure hate gin
But it gets me drunk
Carton of beer Gets me drunk Flask of whiskey Gets me drunk
Your hips on the dancefloor Gets me drunk
Your lips on my my lips Gets me drunk
Decisions don’t matter When we’re drunk
I’m all about drunk Why can’t we get drunk
Good things happen When we’re drunk Life’s so easy
When we’re drunk
Wine goes good with pizza Plus you get drunk
You’re all that I need When I’m drunk
You make me happy As long as we’re drunk What is the answer? The answer is drunk
Life is a bummer Let’s get drunk Life is awesome Let’s get drunk
Track Name: Stop Thinking About Tomorrow
You and me on the town
Having a ball
Tonight is pretty sweet
But then you’re all

What comes next
What do we do
I have other needs and
I hope you do too

Maybe we should walk
Maybe we should run
Maybe we should
Talk it over again

Maybe we should stop
Maybe we should cave
Maybe we should try a
Little harder you said (I say)

Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow

I’m totally having
The time of my life
Everything is chill
And then you’re like

What do I do
What happens next
I need peace of mind
And balances and checks

What if there's a drought
What if there's a flood
What if this whole thing
Turns out to be a dud

Maybe we should plan
Maybe we should save
Maybe we should work
Together you said (I say)

Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow

Everything seems to be
Going my way
Life is pretty good
And then you say

What happens now
Where are we at
Gotta eat better
Or we’re gonna get fat

Why can't we be nice
Why can't we be friends
Maybe we should
Start all over again

Maybe I should go
Maybe I should stay
Maybe I can stick it
Out longer you said (I say)

Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow

Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow
Stop thinkin’ about tomorrow