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The Whiskey On Your Lips

by Halligan

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1.
Cinderella 03:49
Yeah, there's a place down on 3rd street. Under the gate, she keeps the key. But she won't let you cry; she'd rather watch paint dry. She's a love gone awry, with amber eyes. They've got her cleaning She's always down and kneeling Got a black eye from this one time But she says it's alright. Cinderella Yeah a sister of voodoo healing Ruby slippers in the ceiling And I love her, want to set her free. But she don't know she deserves me. Yeah I saw her standing in the rain Ruby slippers melting down the drain And she won't let me know, she loves me more and more. No she won't let me know, she's loving me more and more. They've got her cleaning She's always down and kneeling Got a black eye from this one time But she says it's alright. Cinderella Yeah a sister of voodoo healing Ruby slippers in the ceiling And I love her, want to set her free. But she don't know she deserves me. Cinderella
2.
Faulkner 04:55
Roses grow along the avenues But they never felt like something I would use This sleepy life that I have known Feels like everything I do is outgrown I took a walk up on the bridge. I tip-toed on the ledge. I felt myself a-drowning Yeah I felt myself a-drowning. This honeysuckle up in the air Said that I wasn't scared Because Faulkner saved my life tonight I'd never felt your light so bring Faulkner saved my life tonight and I knew I didn't want to die. Crassly spent my life this way. Wait for somebody to ask me to stay. This fate elemental my life was flung. Boston's cold water filled up my lungs. I took a walk up on the bridge. I tip-toed on the ledge. I felt myself a-drowning Yeah I felt myself a-drowning. This honeysuckle up in the air Said that I wasn't scared Because Faulkner saved my life tonight I'd never felt your light so bring Faulkner saved my life tonight and I knew I didn't want to I didn't want to die. Oh lord.
3.
This Bullet 02:12
Well I couldn't kill you with my kindness. That's far too cruel a way to go. And these steady hands don't feel my blindness. They speak a language we all know. But you did me wrong. A swift blow to where your necklace meets your breast and then the lights go down. You did me wrong, now you're gone. Acrimony she's my new lady. I make her tea before we ride the bus. And when we get into the sack at night, I levitate with lovely lust. But you did me wrong. A swift blow to where your necklace meets your breast and then the lights go down. You did me wrong, now you're gone. Well, I love it how the walls will bleed. The walls will bleed. And I won't be sad to watch you leave, to watch you leave And I can't believe this truth: That I carried this bullet for you.
4.
This scar upon my chest Says it's best, that you know I pray for your blood. And I'd push your black heart out of your mouth So we'd see: Our veins both run blue. I need another drink. I'm dying too slowly. Yeah, and it's not like I've never been alone. I've never been alone. And we'd dance, cheek to cheek Until our feet started to bleed. Not bad, for rigor mortis. And my hands would bloody the wine. And at last you'd be all mine. And I'd pray for forgiveness. I need another drink. I'm dying too slowly. Yeah, and it's not like I've never been alone. I've never been alone.

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released September 23, 2011

All Songs Written, Arranged and Produced by
Caravaggio Loria.
Co-Production & Mixing by Ross Procaccio
Recorded at 6611 Studios www.6611studios.com
Mastered by Kevin Blackler blacklermastering.com

Special Thanks to:
Kaitlin Archambault for your aesthetic genius
Jae Seong You for your contemporary advice
Indrayudh Shome for teaching me to love to play

And most especially XL. May you never ever hear this.

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Halligan New York, New York

I Collect Light Bulbs
LEDs
and flashlights.
I gather them and chain them together
across my ceiling
like tropical fruit. A tree of light.

Long ago I'd sit in darkness.
And with the push of a button,
Each lamp flickered on in
a righteous, white monsoon.

Now the light tree bleeds no more.
And I can’t regain that feeling
of monsoon.
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