Digging Up Ed Sullivan

by The Atomic Atoms

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released August 17, 2015

addamn Anonymous - vocals, rhythm guitar
aTommy Cappel - bass guitar, lead guitar, vocals (track 7)
Adam LaVigne - drums (tracks 4, 8, 9, 10), backup vocals
Mark Becknell - drums (tracks 3, 5, 11)
Jay M. $$ - drums (tracks 2, 6, 7)
Abby Belle - vocals (track 5)
Dusty Bryant - keys, piano (tracks 3, 5, 11)
Stephen Buttree - keys, sax (track 11)
Joseph William Mitchell - cello (track 11)

Digging Up Ed Sullivan track 1 reading by Mark Flanigan www.markflanigan.com

Lyrics by Adam Singer with the exception of Fire (Cappel) and Old Friend (Cappel/Singer). Music by Singer/Cappel with the exception of Fire (Cappel) and Old Friend (Cappel)

All songs lovingly cared for for all eternity at Cappel Recording, Cincinnati OH.
www.cappelrecordingstudio.com

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The Atomic Atoms Cincinnati, Ohio

Adam Singer and Tommy Cappel met at a Cincinnati hole-in-the-wall called Boswell Alley once upon an open-mic night. The result; The Atomic Atoms. An eclectic, high energy band with a fun genre-hopping style.

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Track Name: Digging Up Ed Sullivan
One of these days I'm gonna dig up Ed Sullivan
tie him down with packing tape in the back seat of an old Honda car
We'll ride from the heart of Ohio to the brink of Minnesota
catch Midwest lightning bugs in a 10 gallon mason jar

One of these days I'm gonna dig up John Rockefeller
roll our own cigarettes all night until we can't see our hands
eat smokehouse barbecue from a shack in Alabama
beat out Tchaikovsky in rusted iron pots and pans

One of these days I'm gonna dig up Walt Whitman
bury him again and then dig him up one more time
haul him out to watch the sun set on the Delta
hike up a spiny pecan tree and throw down a line

One of these days I'm gonna dig up Tom Jefferson
dress him in drag and watch Citizen Kane
play hopscotch far and deep in the tallest redwoods
Indian leg wrestle him for the last bottle of grain

One of these days I'm gonna dig up Ed Sullivan
tie him down with packing tape in the back seat of an old Honda car
We'll ride from the heart of Ohio to the brink of Minnesota
catch Midwest lightning bugs in a 10 gallon mason jar
Track Name: Old Friend
I'm in a dark place now
I can't find a way out
I'm digging and scratching at the walls 'til I bleed out

The things that I think,
They're no good for me
And I'm stitching together a plan and a reason

To live for today
Find some beauty and pray
for a beautiful moment to take me away

from this insanity
My worst enemy is me
Oh my, Oh my enemy is always me

Old Friend of mine
You do this to me every time

I'm suffering the motions
over and over
I've rolled with the punches I've kept my composure

Quiet tricks in the night
Voices inside my brain
Say you're better off dead man you know you're insane

But I keep pushing on
like some Idiot Savant
Through the same faceless crowds and the same rundown haunts

If the party winds down
There will be nothing left to give
If we're on our way out we better hurry up and live

Old Friend of mine
You do this to me everytime
Track Name: Said the Fly to the Spider
she keeps me tied up in a thread
spin me around above her bed
she holds me in her sacred place
knows me by my voice and by my taste

she don't know it by now
I'm gonna carry her back down

poison she puts in my veins
make me say the strangest things
paint our love all Starry Night
trapped between her blue eyes

she dances all along the breeze
a pretty thing can do just what she please
she feeds me crawling on her floor
pretty me I'm always back for more

she don't know it by now
I'm gonna carry her back down

poison she puts in my veins
make me say the strangest things
paint our love on Starry Night
trapped inside a blue eyed web
Track Name: Sifting Through the Madness
All the pheromone equipped are heading downtown
where the city fathers founded the proving grounds
flash some skin and show off your steam
make court for the Wisemen and the Queens
they're all waiting to see if you're more than what you seem
like maybe you could
turn the stars around


Well them new crops is in but there's nothing nothing really there to eat
they're all peddlers and pimps, seems to me they're a little too light on their feet

something strikes me through the strange
they got the quick, but they ain't got deranged
and if nothing's at risk then there's nothing there that's ever gonna change
but maybe you could
turn the stars around


and they all sing like -

oh mama, we're not gonna wait for you no more
oh baby, we got things to do you know that's for...
sure sounds funny, but it tastes just like honey to me

so give me what you got 'cause it's what I need


well the judge got that grease and the jury was hung so no one could tell
you be king, you be crook - they're gonna cozy to the way you sell
and here I know I must be out of my brain
flipped on the till cause we ain't in the right frame
will I see you tonight going south on that downtown train?
there's still time for you to
turn the stars around
if you wanted you could
tear the whole damn town down to the ground
but I'd like to see you
turn the stars around

all the pretty boys they just say -
oh mama, we're not gonna work for you no more
oh baby, we got places we gots to be you know that's for...
sure sounds funny but it all smells like money to me
so give me all you got 'cause it's what I need
Track Name: Divina Commedia
you shine
you shred my heart to ribbon
take all that I've been given in time

This night
could make my life seem insufficient
leaves me the grey tourist in the great divide

god played a joke today on
me and his revelry scarred
when he made that we were beholden from the start
yet he made that we should be holding from the start
and it seems a bad bad way to break a good man's heart

sun rise then set
sun rise then set
with snow-white veil and skirt of flame
in stern rebuke she shouts your name
gush from your lips in sobs... sun rise

god played a joke today on
me and his treacheries scar
when he made that we should be holding from the start
yet he made that we were beholden from the start
and it seems a bad bad way to break a good man's heart
Track Name: Machismo of Desperation
She's not a stripper, she's an exotic dancer
Her body's a temple... yeah, and a breeding cancer
"It's serendipitous," she whispers serenely
You don't acknowledge her pouting but you can't ignore her preening

She's always on graveyard making all them ends meet
Better living a lie than living out on the street
There's a fool for sale wherever money tends to be
but the wolves don't smile they just show off their teeth, boys

She's the mouthpiece
and the lips
and at best you're just whatever's left
She's the mouthpiece
and the lips
and you're nothing
at all

I know a man who falls in love each night
when he's not getting love he's getting into a fight
So calm, collected, and cruel (cool) just like a vampire on the prowl
but you don't stick your neck out for him he only wants you to howl

He's the mouthpiece
and the lips
and at best you're just whatever's left
He's the mouthpiece
and the lips
and you're nothing
at all

The ubiquitous gaze from the door watches you
"God" is on the clock. He's at your 10, your 5, and your 2
but that's just my opinion

Of course I'm the mouthpiece
and I'm the lips
or at best maybe I'm just whatever's left
'cause you're the mouthpiece
and you're the lips
or you're nothing
at all
Track Name: Fire
High School learned me well
it still holds up now with grown people
and the work place stole my time
left my soul resigned to the work day

and the ones who hate my guts are who I admire
but what matters most is how you walk through the fire

Bar crowds scream absurd to be seen and heard in the worst way
And the silent observers watch and internalize all of their pain

And the ones who run their mouths are who they admire
but what matters most is how you walk through the fire

And I'll take my curtain call
grinning at it all

And the man who stands his ground is who I admire
and what matters most is how you walk through the fire
Track Name: A Good Lovin' Lady
I was walkin' with my eyes, yeah
she was talkin' with her eyes, yeah.
She's a good lovin' Lady; She needs a good lovin' man
She's a good lovin' Lady; needs a good lovin' man

If I had just words to say here
I could say them mighty clear here
but it escapes me in the moment
the way you could unmake me in that moment our eyes collide

I was walkin', with my eyes yeah
she was talkin, with her eyes yeah

she's a good lovin' lady, gonna need a good lovin' man
she's a good lovin' lady, gonna need a good lovin' man

lord, I spend so many nights
toss and turn as I lie to sleep
one moment I'm just fine then into my head she creeps

she's dancin' on the rooftops
hangin' out of limousines
her dress has silver linings so she sparkles like a queen

she's a good lovin' lady, whoa-o-oh

I was spendin' all of my time in disguise, yeah
she was holdin' oh no she was holdin' on to the prize, yeah

she's a good lovin' lady, gonna need a good lovin' man
she's a good lovin' lady, gonna need a good lovin' man
Track Name: Beautiful Combination
It all starts out with the crush
Mary's taking shots like a lush
her perfume smells like pure bliss
It lingers and burns like a first kiss

These nights are ours we shouldn't waste them
We'd make a beautiful combination

John stares a hole through the bar
He started out like a star
He's got that cocaine nose now
These things become so -very- hard to pin down

These glory days we can't replace them
We'd make a beautiful combination

Hank takes a blow to the chin
Folks said he never could win
He's got his heart on his sleeve
It beats only to deceive

We're all this bastard generation
We'd make a beautiful combination

The violence roars and subsides
Hank's got the bar on his side
At this point neither one sees

My Mary smiling at me
Track Name: This Room
I sit here staring at this room
watching the space you once assumed
but you left 10 seconds ago

I sit here staring at this room
letting my anger boil and stew
but you left 10 minutes ago

And I'm sure you'll come running back to me
any moment now, we'll see
I was right and you'll admit it
and I'm never gonna let you live it down


I sit here staring at this room
letting my anger boil and stew
but you left 10 hours ago

I sit here staring at this room
watching the space you once consumed
but you left 10 days ago

And I'm sure you'll come running back to me
any moment now, we'll see
I was right and you'll admit it
and I'm never gonna let you live it down

I sit here staring at this room
watching the space you once assumed
but you left 10 weeks ago

I sit here staring at this room
letting my anger boil and stew
but you left 10 months ago

And I'm sure you'll come running back to me
any moment now, we'll see
I was right and you'll admit it
and I'm ...

So sure you'll come running back to me
any moment now, we'll see
I was right and you'll admit it
and I'm never gonna let you live it down
Track Name: Wasted
Black is the night, oh, so cold is the dream that should
make me arise as I'd much rather sleep

No, I'm not wasted

So few survive when we're lost in this stream it's the
Love we imply it's the Hope we all need

No, We're not wasted
we're not wasted

Mexi would smile and we'd fall to one knee
Is this heart of a child such this rare thing indeed?

No, He's not wasted

Sara held fire in the palm of her hand
she could light up the night, she could laugh on command

No, She's not wasted
she's not wasted

Frank, he could fight it but he would never calm that storm
There was a hole in his heart from the day he'd been born

No, He's not wasted
he's not wasted

Black is the night, oh, so cold is the dream that should
make me arise as I'd much rather sleep

No, I'm not wasted