Wintertape 6: "I Don't See Your Name On It"

by Roger Heathers

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"I Don't See Your Name On It" is the sixth in a run of albums which are released every Boxing Day.

Written and recorded during 2017.

All instrumentation by Roger Heathers except where noted.

Additional guitars by Declan Kitchener on 'Ginnie'
Additional vocals by Joe O'Neill on 'Galactic Cellophane' and 'Romantic Single'

Samples used:

'Everyday Struggle' contains samples from:
- 'Joe's Garage' by Frank Zappa
- 'Gotta Get Up' by Harry Nilsson
- 'Everyday Struggle' by The Notorious B.I.G.

'Strawberry Gatorade' contains a sample from:
- King Of The Hill S03E01 "Death Of A Propane Salesman"

'(a) Motherless Child (b) Stylistics 2 (c) Druscilla (d) Wonderful Day' contains samples from:
- 'Motherless Child' by Tom Jones
- 'Stop Look Listen' by The Stylistics
- 'Druscilla Penny' by The Carpenters
- 'Big Beat' by Billy Squire
- 'Wonderful Day In A One Way World' by Peter Gabriel

'Runnin'' Contains samples from:
- 'One Man's Ceiling Is Another Man's Floor' by Paul Simon
- 'Runnin'' by The Pharcyde
- 'Momma Miss America' by Paul McCartney
- 'Give A Little Whistle' from Disney's 'Wish Upon A Star'
- Something I can't remember where I sampled it from
- 'You Never Give Me Your Money' by The Beatles

'Romantic Single' contains a sample from:
- Again, I can't remember

Mixed and mastered by Roger Heathers

Artwork by Rog

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released December 26, 2017

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Track Name: Ginnie
It kinda just hits me in waves
Like a wrestler stuck in a phony career
I didn't know the odds were rigged
To benefit the lost old soul who was killing me

The one to call the necessary fall
The pain should fit me well but it's not mine
No, it's not mine

Ginnie decided to see what's outside of the basement
A confetti parade for the man who invented the bomb
Ginnie survives an incredible chemical fusion
The world's on the street singing graces to get you back on

Wait all night for you to call

Your message got lost in the phone
I was out on my own with her hands on my ears
Apologetic airport boy
I'll help you with your bags
I can be your delivery

I kinda want something to say
Something nasty and true with a Kennedy aim
The mayor of a clockwork town
The mayor of a clockwork town

What do you want to do today?
What do you want to do today?
What do you want to do today?
What do you want to do today?

The one to call a necessary fall
The pain should fit me well but it's not mine
No, it's not mine
Track Name: Everyday Struggle
I had the master plan
I'm in the caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the Amtrak
With the crack in the crack of her ass
Two pounds of hash in the stash
I wait for hon to make some quick cash
I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back, countin' double digit thousand stacks
Had to re-up; see what's up with my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
See who got smoked, what rumors was spread
Last I heard I was dead with six to the head
Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder
We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never heard of
By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
And my bitch swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in three
Until then I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me, blowing like a bubble;
In the everyday struggle

Gotta get up
Gotta get out
Gotta get home before the morning comes
What if I'm late?
Got a big date
Gotta get home before the sun comes up
Up and away
Got a big day
Sorry, can't stay
I gotta run run, yeah
Gotta get home, pick up the phone
Gotta let the people know I'm gonna be late
Track Name: Stenographer
Information on a need to know basis
Celebrate the walls then knock 'em down
You know you knock 'em dead
It takes no effort at all; yer killin' it
And you don't even need to hold my hand

Climb to the top
Look at my feet dangling
Just like in my dreams
All I can do it wait
Just like in my dreams

The court stenographer takes down your love's precedings:
"I'll accept you as you are if you say you'll love me too"
I never needed you
Track Name: Strawberry Gatorade
Hank: So I guess you're up here cause of the way I'm been acting since the explosion?

Bobby: Well, when that happened I was afraid you were dead and today you were talking to your friends about dying and I guess I freaked out.

Hank: Ah, son, you shouldn't be worrying about that stuff. Hopefully it's a long way off. A boy your age outta worry about getting dates and making a team and... y'know, getting dates. My dying should be at the bottom of the list. You need to relax and enjoy life.

Huh. Hey, did I ever tell you the story about the man and the tiger?

Bobby: Uhuh.

Hank: Well, uh, there was this man and he was being chased by a ferocious tiger. Uh, make that a lion; a Detroit Lion. two of 'em. The Lions were blitzing and Roger rolled out of the pocket, runnin' for his life. He headed for the sidelines but these two Lions were closing on on him. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a strawberry... cup of Gatorade. Well, Roger took a drink of that Gatorade, but I tell you something, son: it was the sweetest sip of Gatorade Roger ever tasted.

Bobby: Ohhh. I get it. It's funny, Dad. You told it great.
Track Name: Baggage Claim
Sweeten everybody 'til I don't have any life of my own
I've got no bones
You've got no reason to be jealous now
I can still remember in the moments when you got me alone;
The way I'd flinch
The way you'd recognise that old familiar sting
And now you know

That nothing ever happens at all
Expect, of course, I'm listening to talkative walls
And with the same old mask that I've been using to score
Everytime I spend all my midnights thinking 'bout the
View from the top of the wall
Even though I never really liked it at all
I give a fuck so much and then I find it bizzare
Everytime I listen to what my walls say

Meet you outside in the lobby
You start to dispel every muumuu and poncho I took for myself
Your sweetness and honesty honestly makes me see somebody else
Not the rumours I told to myself

And now you know

Nothing ever happens at all
Expect, of course, I'm listening to talkative walls
And with the same old mask that I've been using to score
Everytime I spend all my midnights thinking 'bout the
View from the top of the wall
Even though I never really liked it at all
I give a fuck so much and then I find it bizzare
Everytime I listen to what my walls say
Track Name: Runnin'
I must admit on some occasions I went out like a punk and a chump
Or a sucka or something to that effect
Respect I used to never get 'cause all I got was upset
When niggas use to be like 'What's up fool!'
And tried to sweat a nigga like the lip
For no reason at all I can recall crip niggas throwin' c in my face
Down the hall I'm kickin' it in the back of the school
Eatin' chicken at three
Wonderin' why is everybody always pickin' on me
I tried to talk and tell 'em chill I did nothing to deserve this
But when it didn't work I wasn't scared just real nervous and unprepared To deal with scrappin' no doubt
My pappy never told me how to knock a nigga out
But now in '95 I must survive as a man on my own
Fuck around with Fatlip yes ya get blown
I'm not tryin to show no macho is shown
But when it's on, if it's on, then it's on!

Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away

It's 1995 now that I'm older stress weighs on my shoulders
Heavy as boulders
But I told ya'll: until the day that I die I still will be a soldier
And that's all I told ya and that's all I showed ya
And all this calamity is rippin' my sanity
Can it be that I'm a celebrity
Who's on the brink of insanity?
Now don't be wishin of switchin' any positions with me
Cause when you in my position it ain't never easy
To do any type of maintaining cause all the gaming and famin' from
Entertainin' is hella straining to the brain and
But I can't keep runnin I just gotta keep keen and cunnin'

Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
Track Name: Galactic Cellophane
Galaxy galactic cellophane
Oh, it was all the rage before you came
Another morning to look forward to
Another chance to take, but God I pay

Galaxy galactic cellophane
Oh, I was in my cage before you came
Another evening where I'm caving in
And all the guilt I feel

"You're doing fine, son
Don't let them waste your time
Don't let them take your smile, son
Slippin' outside of the lines, son
You couldn't disappoint me if you tried"

Galaxy galactic cellophane
Oh, I'll just take the blame for when it snows
Another glimpse of the impossible
And when the snow subsides
It starts to rain

Galaxy galactic cellophane
Oh, I was wrapped in age before you came
Another room to hunch my shoulders in
Where I cannot begin

"You're doing fine, son
Don't let them waste your time
Don't let them take your smile, son
Slippin' outside of the lines, son
You couldn't disappoint me if you tried"
Track Name: Romantic Single
Love by the light of the moon
Whispered in crystaline waters
Shapes from deep in your eyes
Calling me into the blue
(Blue, two hearts in love)

Two hearts restlessly flying
To cities of gold so high in the clouds

In love
Beautiful love
Carrying us to the stars