All A Part Of The Show

by The Dewars

supported by
Okan Ertin
Okan Ertin thumbnail
Okan Ertin The Dewars are a very talented music duo. Saw them open for Langhorne Slim. Their songs were funny but also very catchy and intuitive. Purchase this album! You won't be disappointed! Favorite track: Beach Country.
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.

      name your price

     

1.
2.
04:11
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
03:15
8.
04:07
9.
10.
04:54
11.

credits

released May 1, 2015

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

The Dewars

"some of the most brilliantly crafted material in recent memory." ~daytrotter.com

"By the end of the performance, listeners might have walked away humming the catchy refrain to the group’s song “Pedophile Pete.”" ~ CMJ

"The Dewars, I'd imagine, would suggest that you just sing along while they provide the soundtrack" ~ The Village Voice

Label (Unsigned)
Cassettes : decades records
... more

contact / help

Contact The Dewars

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: Sucker For Your Hometown
Well I’ve seen, and you’ve become
A product of where you’re from
Just another sucker for your own hometown
Stuck after high school ends

You’ve got a GED and a DUI,
A couple IOU’s, but it’s no surprise
You’re just another sucker in your old folks eyes
Stuck after high school ends

Well, didn’t you want to be a movie star?
California calling your name
But the city was so busy
And it left you longing for the comfort of your small town fame

Soon you’re gonna have a family, by the fire burning warm
And go out on the weekend and repeat again
(Instrumental)

Well, I had left it all behind, a broken home for an open mind
Now I’m just another trucker on this endless road
Rolling like a stone

I got a new EP, did it DIY
But I miss my bed and it’s no surprise
I’m just another sucker for her lonely eyes
Somebody take me home
Soon I’m gonna want a family, by the fire burning warm

I’m just another sucker for my own hometown
You’re just another sucker for your own hometown
We’re just some other suckers for our own hometown
And it don’t matter where we’ve been
Track Name: Walk With Me
We’re just big old babies, living on our own
Gentlemen and Ladies, afraid of living alone
You may go to college, you may go to school
You’ll use all that knowledge,
To play it cool and fall in love
Like you do, to fall in love

So strange meeting somebody new
Til they’re cookin you food
Til they’re in your bedroom
So many fish in the sea

Who would’ve thought he was for you?
Who would’ve thought she was for me?

(Instrumental)

We’re just humans being with a bunch of tools
So sophisticated, willing to break the rules
And we’ve got names and numbers to live up to
But the blankets we sleep under, are made for two
To fall in love, like we do, to fall in love
Track Name: Music In The Money Industry
Wake up to smell the music and the money
Don’t you know the best things in life are truly free
But it’s he who pays the piper, who calls the tune to me
And it’s music in the money industry

Standing on our feet up here for hours,
Not quite what we wanted, but it might be what we need
Our voice may start to crumble, our fingers start to bleed
But it’s music in the money industry

But if it’s what you want to do, and if it’s who you want to be
Well there’s gotta be some string we can pull
To make some money in the music industry

Welcome to show biz, kid, down at the bar and grill gig
It ain’t makin’ it big, but a gig is a gig is a gig
And at the end of the day, we’re packin’ up to leavin’,
Counting our tips in the evening, thinkin’ how did it get this way?
(Instrumental)

Gotta learn to hustle for your money,
‘Cause honey don’t you know, it don’t grow on trees
And if you pay in peanuts, it’s monkey’s we will be
Making music in the money industry

Fall asleep to hear the angels singing
Every note is right where you’d dreamed to be
But until that devil’s fiddle pays the bills for me
It’s music in the money industry

Lots of folks like you and me
Who know there ain’t no guarantee
I guess we’ll have to wait around to see
And make some music in the money industry
Let’s make some music in the money industry
Let’s make some music in the money industry
Let’s make some music in the money industry
Track Name: Come Back Baby Girl
Why’d you run? Why’d you run away from home?
Why’d you leave? Why’d you leave your telephone?
Why’d you go? Why’d you go out on your own?
Why’d you go? Why’d you go out all alone?

Come back baby girl, don’t trust strangers words at night,
Run back baby girl, don’t you leave this world tonight
The tide has washed, the tide has washed your prints of shoes
Your face is all; Your face is all over the news.

Somebody’s out there; somebody’s out there on the loose,
And nobody knows, nobody knows who to accuse,
Come back baby girl, don’t trust strangers words at night,
Run back baby girl, Don’t you leave this world tonight, tonight
(Instrumental)
The dogs are out, the dogs are out upon the trail,
The cops are talking to your friends down at the jail,
And somebody knows something that we don’t know
About the night you snuck out the window

Come back baby girl, don’t trust strangers words at night,
Awe, Run back baby girl, don’t you leave this world tonight,
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Track Name: Crooks Come & Go
There’s too many crooks in the kitchen
Stepping on good people’s toes
There’s too many crooks in the kitchen,
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
Ohh, the crooks that come and go

Crooks come and go, into your home
Pretend they’re your friends, end as your foes
Crooks come and go, stab you in the back and then they head for the road.

Handyman Dan, he’s got a plan, but he needs your help, you lend him your hand, again and again, stab you in the back and now he’s back in the pen

Don’t trust strangers with candy,
Trying to get you over to the van
Don’t trust a man just ‘cause he’s handy
He ain’t a family man
He ain’t a family man
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
(Instrumental)

He paints you a dream of grass that’s so green,
of white picket fences and windows so clean
But it’s just a dream, stabs you in the back
And then he sells you downstream

There’s too many crooks in the kitchen
Stepping on good people’s toes
There’s too many crooks in the kitchen,
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
Ohh, the crooks that come and go
Track Name: Beach Country
Do you remember going Oceanside
The wind was blowing
Your hair so far and wide
Picture perfect, the camera’s in my eye
(Instrumental)

Birds are flying, single file
And I’ve been working, but it’s worth the while
To take an inch, and give a mile, for your smile
(Instrumental)

The earth is breathing, in and out
We’re hangin’ in there, we should be hangin’ out
We’re huffin’ and puffin’, but what’s the fuss all about?
(Instrumental)

All our echoes, all our echoes, all our echoes, all our echoes,
Bounce around, bounce around, bounce around, bounce around
Close your eye, s and you can see the sound
There is music, it’s playing all around
Track Name: Not Anymore
We used to play, capture the flag, king of the raft and television tag
We used to think it was simple and oh so sentimental,
Always gentle and fair, but not anymore, but not anymore,
But not anymore, but not anymore

We used to think the best things were free
Fruits on a tree, but now we trade it for money
When oh when did all the love fall to shambles?
And where or where oh where did it go?

I don’t know and I don’t know if God knows, I don’t know God knows,
I don’t know if God knows, I don’t know if God knows
(Instrumental)

It’s not anymore, it’s no longer
No woman making me weak, no woman making me stronger
So take this bag of disposable memories and throw them all off of a bridge

And say not anymore, say not anymore, say not anymore, say not anymore
Track Name: Switzerland
Well, I’m up in the blue, like Switzerland in 1942
But I’m up in the air, I’m now here but I’m nowhere

But I’m sitting on a fence, and no nets, or bets
Or threats can convince me to sway either way
I’m on the fence and that’s where I’m gonna stay
But it hasn’t always been that way

I was so confused in fear of being abused, I let myself be used
Well, I was so confused, I lost the choice to choose the choice to choose
Like a checkmate, like Poland in 1938

(Instrumental)

But then I made up my mind, like Germany did in 1939
And I made up my mind, like Hitler did in 1939

Well, I’m up in the blue, like Switzerland in 1942
And I just can’t take it anymore,
I feel like England felt at the fall of ‘44

And now I’m trying to find a way to be calm
They say that Truman slept like a baby
Before he dropped the BOMB
Track Name: Stop Light Love
I pulled up to a light so red, I stopped my car, I turned my head
To see all the other folks in the town around me
They’re selling roses by the corner store
An old man lying on the dirty floor
But he lost his mind out here many years before me
And prostitutes don’t work for fun, they look for married business men
Who know they can trust these streets to keep deep secrets

I get this feeling I’m thinkin’ of, singing about Stop Light Love
And we both know these roads can drive us crazy
(Instrumental)

The sun is out but it’s going down
On happy children of the playground
We listen as they whistle past the graveyard
And in this light the litter shines
The pigeons squawking on the powerline
Uniting all the stop lights of America

And the traffic’s bad, but here we are
You’re beautiful inside your car,
You’re dainty hand lay resting out the window
And we both had a hell of a ride
But we’re still young and so alive
So roll down the window to tell me

I get this feeling I’m thinking of
Singing about stop light love
And we both know these roads can drive us crazy
Stop light love can drive us crazy
Stop light love will drive us crazy
Stop light love can drive us crazy
Stop light love will drive us baby
Track Name: So Long
I’m feelin’ so lonesome and cold in my bed
The dishes gettin’ dirty, there’s mold on my bread
And ever since you left me, I’ve done nothing but sin
And the highways callin’ my name again
But I got a day job, honey, pushin’ a broom
And I got a night gig at a local saloon
And it don’t pay much money, but it’ll do
At least to keep from thinkin’ of you.
But if I were to tell you that I’m doin’ just fine,
Well ya’ know I’d be lyin’, half of the time,
I said I was great, but every once in awhile,
I look at your picture and long for your smile, pretty girl
It’s been so long, so long, so long pretty girl,
So long, so long, so long, pretty girl

Ya’ know sticks and stones can break your bones,
But songs can make you cry
So long, so long, good bye, so long, so long, good bye
Ring, ring, ring on the telephone,
Ring, ring, ring when there’s no one home,
Ring, ring, ring, when you’re all along, no one but the dial tone

I’m feeling so lonesome so I gave you a ring
I left a drunken message on your answering machine,
I tried to write a letter, but it came out wrong
So I’m tryin’ to get it right with this song
Because I miss ya’, I miss you so much
We used to be better at keepin’ in touch,
But it’s alright, It’s alright, You’re doin just fine,
And don’t ya know, don’t ya’ know, I’m tryin’
But if you were to tell me that you’re doin’ just fine,
Well I know you’d be lyin, smilin’ and cryin’
You said you were great but bit your tongue in denile,
Now you bleed from your teeth every time that you smile, pretty girl
It’s been so long, so long, so long, pretty girl
So long, so long, so long, pretty girl
Ya’ know sticks and stones can break your bones, but songs can make you cry
So long, so long, good bye, so long, so long, goodbye
Track Name: All A Part Of The Show
We are The Dewars, it’s our last name
We’re mighty glad that you all came
Whatever happens tonight we want to let you know
It’s all a part of the show

We used to have a big ole band. We lost our drummer to heroin
We all know how friends can come and go
It’s all a part of the show

Sometimes we mess up on some of the words
It makes us mess up on some of the chords
Sometimes we want to punch each other in the nose
It’s all a part of the, it’s all a part of the, it’s all a part of the

Show us if you like us by clappin your hands & whistle if you like
Come on, stand a little bit closer…I promise that we won’t bite
Uh huh…. OK…. what’s up….Shut up!

We come from Florida where the Yorkies are old,
They love the city, but hate the cold
And down here, people walk around so slow…
It’s all a part of the show

So what’s it like being a twin? Have you ever tricked your girlfriend?
Yes, I am him & he is eenie meenie minee mo,
It’s all a part of the show

So grab a drink at the bar, we’ll try not to break our guitar,
Whatever happens tonight we want to let you know
It’s all a part of the, it’s all a part of the , it’s all a part of the

Show us if you like us by clappin your hands & in the end we’ll bow
We’ve got CD’s for sale in the corner
And I think we’re gonna start right now