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Songs from the Sorry Jar

by The Ruby Woos

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1.
A.D.D. 02:34
My head is spinning round and round looking for something to do It should be easy the work on my plate is enough for two Feels like one of those shoot ‘em up games at a street carnival Keep coming at me maybe I need a script of Adderall Distracted Distracted Distracted Distracted Take two steps forward but it’s always followed by one step back Breeding anxiety this chest pain feels like a heart attack It’s like a never-ending carnival game of whack a mole The hits keep coming and I may reach the point of asystole Distracted Distracted Distracted Distracted Can’t do just nothing Need some mind-numbing Hits just keep coming Can’t do just nothing Take two steps forward but it’s always followed by one step back (Distracted, distracted) Take two steps forward but it’s always followed by one step back (Distracted, distracted) Take two steps forward but it’s always followed by one step back (Distracted, distracted) Take two steps forward but it’s always followed by one step back (Distracted, distracted)
2.
Bitch Face 03:00
Walking in my sleep Sleeping wide awake Can’t shut it down Days til one breaks Where is my mind Left with a dull ache in its place Is it somewhere behind the fake smile on my resting bitch face Can’t pick myself up off the ground Hard to see an upside in a life locked down I try and try again but I cannot place A beautiful smile on my resting bitch face Keep falling down Shake the dust off but it’s like a devil Spinning all around Leaving me dirty and disheveled Watch my lips move Holding the scream in so you hear no sound If all the earth is holy Who’s letting it burn to the ground Can’t pick myself up off the ground Hard to see an upside in a life locked down I try and try again but I cannot place A beautiful smile on my resting bitch face Is this the start of the end Can I just go back to the beginning a blissful state of grace cause here and now the alarms are ringing Can’t pick myself up off the ground Hard to see an upside in a life locked down I try and try again but I cannot place A beautiful smile on my resting bitch face
3.
End of May Had to stay You were there Came to play Locked on you Brown eyes blue Backing up But we knew Worn dartboard John the lord Cigarettes we can’t afford Sneaking out voices hushed Feel the rush of wanderlust In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall Oaks and hills And mustard fields Hidden groves True love revealed Lock and key Just for me Arms around Heavenly In waterfalls On white sands In the thrall we crash and land Wanna go hit the road and Find our own private Idaho In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall In the thrall (Skin to skin) In the thrall (We’re all in) In the thrall (Come what may) In the thrall (I’ve always been) Wanna go hit the road and Wanna go hit the road and
4.
Haunted 04:03
It's what you do It's what you see I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me It's where we go It's where we'll be I know if I'm onto you, I'm onto you Onto you, you must be onto me My heart it lulls Ghost in the sheets I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me My wicked tongue Where will it be I know if I'm onto you I'm onto you Onto you I'm onto you Onto you You must be onto me My haunted lungs Ghost in the sheets I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me My wicked tongue Where will it be? I know if I'm onto you, I’m onto you Onto you, I’m onto you Onto you, you must be onto me You must be onto me You must be onto me You must be onto me You must be onto me
5.
Bottoms Up 05:06
Lost in the din Need to be found Fit to be tied up and bound Self destruct Bottoms up In a cage of fog Without a key Life on the rocks just like that drink Friend or foe All time low Shock and awe your self defense Find your labyrinthine sense Dig deep down Turn around Point of return Don’t crash and burn Best laid plans Turn on a dime With no reason or rhyme Lethal dose Comatose Hello darkness that old friend Has come to talk to you again Dig deep down Turn around Point of return Don’t crash and burn No life to live in a tailspin Of guns and sin and bathtub gin Dig deep down Turn around Point of return Don’t crash and burn
6.
Telephone 03:31
Who’s the charlatan The devil or god Stuck on hold On a two way call You clipped my wings Your name I swear When I needed you You were never there Hello, Hello No answer broken telephone Eye for an eye Tooth for a tooth Didn’t tell a lie Still doesn’t feel like truth Designed to hurt Masquerading as healing Never gets better But I still keep kneeling You said to bow, show restraint Hail to Mary, bury a saint White noise from archaic men Echo words that condescend They strike a chord around my neck Pages stitched with a bayonet Scar in my head in the shape of a cross Your sacrifice just tastes like rust Hello, Hello No answer broken telephone You said to bow, show restraint Hail to Mary, bury a saint White noise from archaic men Echo words that condescend They strike a chord around my neck Pages stitched with a bayonet Scar in my head in the shape of a cross Your sacrifice just tastes like rust Hello, Hello No answer broken telephone
7.
Got hair as black as night Got a skirt that's a-ooh so tight I'm tellin' you I've got an itch She's my witch Loveable, she's good and bad Mess around and you been had Got a key and the master switch She's my witch Likes to rock to a crazy song Every night she's a-wailin' on She's a chick with a wicked twitch She's my witch Likes to drag in a goin' mill Plays a-chicken just for the thrill Till you wind up in a ditch Mmm, she's my witch
8.
Hot Mess 02:01
Like a bull in a china shop Mascara running like Iggy Pop Ripped my fishnets pulling them up I’m a hot mess Bleached my hair and turned it green Forgot a bill gotta pay a late fee Went out for one drink and pounded three I’m a hot mess I’m a hot mess Constant state of undress Always lacking finesse I’m a hot mess Unapproved insufficient funds Ex-boyfriend bought a stun gun My hot messiness is second to none I’m a hot mess Drunk at work should have called in sick Haven’t shaved in months I need a Bic One paycheck away from turning tricks I’m a hot mess I’m a hot mess Constant state of undress Always lacking finesse I’m a hot mess I’m a hot mess I have to confess I plead no contest (sorry officer) I’m a hot mess
9.
Cosmo made us think we’re fat Like sir mix a lot we weren’t down with that Or trying to sell us shit supposed to make us hot Then Helen Gurley Brown printed a beefcake shot of Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Burt Reynolds on a bear rug, naked Burt Reynolds on a bear rug He straddled the line between safe and risky Making everyone feel kinda frisky His happy trail led to a dirty mind That’s a centerfold a girl can get behind Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Burt Reynolds on a bear rug, naked Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Equal opportunity objectification Cracked the door open to my sex education Even though he looked to be no Dirk Diggler It might've just been hella cold in there Burt, we thank you—for that happy trail blazed the way for dudes to drop trou in the name of equality And no we’re not talking about non-consensual dick pics without Hollywood lighting and cinematography (ew) And not yours Marky Mark, that shit was fake so it doesn’t count… we’re talking about Richard Gere Willem Dafoe Harvey Keitel Jaye Davidson Colin Farrell Jason Segal Ken Jeong Peter Sarsgaard Heath Ledger Ralph Fiennes Ben Affleck Kevin Bacon Chris Pine Michael Fassbender And the king of full frontal, Ewen McGregor But it all started back in 72 with the first guy that had the balls to almost show us his balls Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Burt Reynolds on a bear rug Burt Reynolds on a bear rug, naked Burt Reynolds on a bear rug

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released March 4, 2023

Produced by The Ruby Woos/Bear Rug Records. All rights reserved.
All songs by The Ruby Woos except Haunted by Beyoncé Knowles/Jordan Asher, Warner-Tamerlane Pub Corp., and She's my Witch, Kip Tyler, Concord Music Group Inc.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Patrick Hills at Earthtone Studios. Band photos by Melissa Uroff Photography.
Cover photo by Joey Miller.

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barb hennelly
niki kangas
joey miller
dizzy driscoll

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