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Rare Americans 2

by Rare Americans

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Wires got crossed when I was about 3 Dad had bloody heavy hands, used them on me My mamma? Bless her heart, cuz she gave me a start She got killed, bad man, dad stiffed in a scam Grew up in the system, bounced, couple homes This woman Mary, gifted me hand-me-down clothes Shy at the start, till this guy named Shifty Who had 100 pounds on me called me “Brittle Bones Nicky” A target aimed straight at my face Big house of kids, cred is cake Rounded up a couple bucks, got it freshly baked Sat down to dinner Put it right in his face Right in his fucking face (in his face) You’re not gonna push me around You can’t get me down, down, down (down!) You’re not gonna push me around (nooo!) You can’t get me down, down, down (down!) Bounce ahead a couple years, king of my peers We biked the block, cheersin’ pretty girls beers Did alright for myself, petty thefts I pulled I dropped outta school, built a circle of bulls Needing more money, covered head to toe Snuck up, sucker, took his stash, and drove The cash stashed, it was pouring in Bulk of it up my nose How dumb I was, twenty-one And way out of control The cops kicked down the door She did a line right off my (wow!) Said “that’s one way to go down” Knew I was hard as rock Knew-I-was-hard-as-rock (hard as rock) You’re not gonna push me around You can’t get me down, down, down (down!) You’re not gonna push me around (no!) You can’t get me down, down, down (down!) Bars, new world, who could I trust? Killers were nice, smugglers were rough Met a man named Ben, quite sharp & witty Gave me books about money & cities Taught me ropes, only years coulda gained Looked out for each other, M.O’s the same That night I heard Ben, turning 50 in May Yellin’ so loud, two decades we aged Found him cornered, pants down, shanked Didn’t even think twice, man I barely blinked (I barely blinked, I barely blinked) If it cost me my life man id save my only friend That’s something I could live with I could take that till the end x2 You’re not gonna push me around You can’t get me down, down, down (down!) You’re not gonna push me around (no!) You can’t get me down, down, down (down!) Now every morning, coffee, park Walking around the city, deals light or dark I’m straight edge as a punk, well mannered, and I feel free Tried to do what I thought was best And that’s coming to the grave with me As I lay here in my final nights, I try to have a laugh I didn’t win the game of life But I’d give myself a pass
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Milk Man 03:00
Sometimes I drive and ignore the signs Without a seconds thought I’m not an asshole, but I don’t care about getting caught My friend the lawyer pads his time I think the man behind the man has got his hands In both your pockets laughing Grinding, like the milkman Pull the strings, the people dance On a leash like sheep herd, cash advance Put enough in your pocket, your life’s a loan Till you can’t get straight, deep red, full blown You got no one to turn to And people you owe You’re a dope, head shakin’, battered, broke Life is tough man We go on with the show This life is tough man And everybody knows I call it as I see it I’m straight as shooters go I might indulge a little In this life you never know I call it as I see it I’m straight as shooters go I might indulge a little I said “fuck it” long ago What is your play at the end of the day? (should I know?) Will you stay down or will you find a way? (I’ll find a way) What is your play at the end of the day? (I think I know) Will you stay down or will you find a way? I’ll find a way I’ll find a way I call it as I see it I’m straight as shooters go I might indulge a little In this life you never know I call it as I see it I’m straight as shooters go I might indulge a little I said “fuck it” long ago I said “fuck it” let it go
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Falling Down 03:08
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Hullabaloo 03:17
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Gas Mask 03:14
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Berlin 03:14
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Ryan & Dave 03:37
Ryan and Dave are rabble rousin', teenage cousins Difference is Dave has an off switch, and Ryan doesn’t Twenty years later now Dave behaves rank and file And Ryan’s a burnt-out adult, last gasp, wild child "How ya doing Dave?" Ryan sheepishly asks “Your the last guy in the world I want to call up with this trash But bro can I hit ya up for a little cash? Man I’m on one leg and it's the last "Man I can help you Ryan if you go to detox But I ain't spotting you shit for more pills or rocks Jamie’s worried about you being round our kids She don’t want it around, no and's, but's or if's" "Ok ill do it Ok ill do it Ok ill do it do it do it Ok ill do it" It's time, it's time, it's time It’s time, its time, it’s time "Let me stay the night and I’ll go in the morning It's not like I didn't have a fifteen-year warning I’m thirty-five, I’m half alive, without a pot to piss in I’m dead broke on worse than coke and homeless" It's time, it's time, it's time It’s time, its time, its time It's time, it's time, it's time It’s time, its time, it’s time "Ok ill do it Ok ill do it Ok ill do it do it do it Ok ill do it" Six twenty-six in the morning didn't need an alarm I couldn’t sleep a wink, I’m betting my whole farm Left Dave's place at 8, just drove, didn't really talk I shook his hand and popped the door to make the walk Applied for admission at the detox shop Got to the door it said open, 10 o'clock It's freezing out, no way that I can make it to ten Look back at my truck at my only real friend It's time it's time its time Its time its time its time It's time it's time its time It’s time its time its time "Ok ill do it Ok ill do it Ok ill do it do it do it Ok ill do it"
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Welcome friends! Hello foe’s Thought my story was over, book closed? Think again, we’re no where close My eyes are open, cheers, we toast I am mother fucking ghost (he’s a ghost!) My heart beat blanked, through the ground I sank I met a driver, his name was Hank Told me we were on the way, when I asked to where He said, “can’t say, he himself decides your fate, I’ll drop you off right in front of the gates” A roller coaster kinda night My whole life right in plain site Saw my mom, held her hand Couldn’t wait to hug her in the promised land A rush of love, flight of doves I must be trippin, what a drug Am I going to Heaven or Hell? A question I have always asked myself Brittle Bones Nicky You were crafty and tricky It’s said that you were gold It’s said that you were gold! Welcome, welcome Nicky Welcome to heaven! Doors open up, I was usher’d in Hank said “good luck to ya kid” A sign on the door, it read “fate” Two arrows pointed, to 2 gates I’m a shoe in, I don’t hate God laughed right in my fucking face “No kid, you made many mistakes Started with the pie to Shifty’s face Go be with your mates, scoundrels, fakes You pay for sins in my place” Mom looked on, without a trace I was cast away, thrown, hell’s gate Said “this ain’t fare, you dealt those cards, I made the most of a terrible start” No voice came back, laughs from the pack Spit on my shoes, & clawed at my back I guess I belong in hell Is god the devil himself? Brittle Bones Nicky You’re not crafty or tricky You’re a son of a bitch, you’re alone Welcome to your new home It was a fucking zoo, rotting in spew Caged, a bird, bruised black and blue Cried “I gotta get out of this place” I heard a voice “only 1 way” It was Ben, it’d been years Saved him from the “3 musketeers” Man I was happy to see his face “I owe you one, I’ll help you out of this maze, “Approach the devil, with venomous grace Tell him you’ll fuck with the human race He may let you out, as a Ghost, a pawn To scare the shit out of who he wants if you serve time, do despicable crimes The “devil” might let you into heaven in time Lines right there for you to plead, say a prayer get on your knees” I gotta, get outta, this hell Would you sell your sole to save yourself? I’m not gonna, get pushed around I’m not going down, down, down! (Down!) I’m not going down! “Come on in, take a seat” He was turned around, only saw his feet The voice I knew, I’d just heard He turned around, it was God, he slurred “Surprised? Most of em’ are I’m Mufasa, and I’m Scar” Lily white shit gets old and trite Now tell me why you’re in my sight” “I’ll make you a deal, if I can’t close Banish me to the down below I’m crafty and tricky Millions of people dig me Let me go back, make people crack If I do you right, grant me a pass To see my mom, and watch her back” Brittle Bones Nicky He was crafty and tricky That son of a bitch was gold! Ya that son of a bitch was gold! So here I am, not quite a man But I always got a game plan I’ll ruffle feathers, fuck with folks But you know me, I’m a good bloke

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Rare Americans sophomore album

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released March 5, 2021

Written by: Rare Americans
Produced by: Ben Kaplan & Rare Americans
Recorded & Mixed by: Ben Kaplan @ Hipposonic Studios in Vancouver, BC
Mastered by: Ted Jensen @ Stirling Sound in Nashville, TN

Brittle Bones Nicky 2:
Written by: Rare Americans
Produced by: Ben Kaplan, Chin Injeti, Rare Americans
Recorded & Mixed by: Ben Kaplan by: Ben Kaplan
Assistant Engineer: Liam Moes
Mastered by: Chris Gehringer @ Stirling Sound

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Rare Americans Vancouver, British Columbia

Not crooked in the sense we’re criminals, in fact we barely have a speeding ticket between us. Crooked in the sense that we see the world a little crooked, we tell stories with slants. We sing for characters who rarely take the straight path.

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