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Album: Dale Thompson & The Religious Overtones

Title: The Motel

Artist: Dale Thompson

Band:

Dale Thompson: Vocals

Troy Thompson: Guitar

Donny Erwin: Bass

Bob Ramsey: Organ

Miles Davis: Baritone Sax

Gary Falk: Tenor Sax

Jerry McBroom: Drums

Also Featuring:

Steve Ferguson, David Hune, Greg Martin, Jim Baugher

This second solo effort by Dale Thompson is much different from his first. He combined the talents of the region's most talented musicians to assist him this time. This recording, like his first, is a concept that shows one man's struggle through life. Many of the stories that are incorporated are from Dale's past. Using real horns, keyboards, and many other unusual instruments, Dale produced a very believable blues recording. This record is available in stores and was originally distributed by Rugged Records.

Lyrics:

The day was long like a servant of hell

Couldn't keep the flies away

sweat dripping from the window seal

Someone is coveting his brother's Spanish wife

Better cut the barrel short and sleep with a knife

There are no picket fences in this dreary town

Only bad guys, dirty cops, and dice throwing blood hounds

Kiss the gunners daughter

I heard someone scream

A radio drowned out the sounds of a melting summers dream

Lemonade on ice just pour it on my brow

Water pipes a clanging to the sounds of a hoot owl

I hear a baby crying but mums a baritone

The father did a dry dive many moons ago

T.v. a glowing in the window across the street

Like a bleached desert bone

but I got to get to sleep

My head is a throbbing like an axe

squeezing a stroke Across the hall

the boards are squeaking as a man kicks and chokes

Then it starts a raining

I scatter the buckets and pans

Smell of wet dogs, and cigarettes, fish heads and garbage cans

Hotel sign a flickering like a neon typhoon

Pack me in ice wash off that cheap french perfume

Cannot rest your eyes when you hear a fly swat

banjo picking You are near

lick skillet when you feel the ken worth engine

Think I'll hoof the pavement

my belly is a growling

Before the zombies have their tea and the wolves start a howling.

Copyright Bride Music/SESAC (originally produced by Rugged Records 1995) All Rights Reserved. Printed in U.S.A. Unauthorized reproduction of the recording is prohibited by Federal law and subject to criminal prosecution.