Ding Dong Sessions Part One

by Pugsley Buzzard

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Recorded Live at the Ding Dong Lounge in Melbourne Australia May 2015.

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released June 8, 2016

Pugsley Buzzard - piano vocal
Nathan Ford - Sousaphone
Adam Duffy - drums
Adam Simmons - Saxophone

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Pugsley Buzzard Melbourne, Australia

The hippeningest, happeningest, piano mashingest hoodooman hipster of the funkological piano this side of where it's at daddio! Big voice, chunky piano, red hot bands and sassy horns. Intriguing multidimensional songs. Pugsley has played all over from New Orleans to Berlin and beyond and originates from the deep deep south. That's Australia folks. Come and get your cures all ills musical elixir. ... more

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Track Name: 10cm Line
So youre leaving
Can you give me a ride?
Just down to the corner
Drop me off at the side
Ain't staying long
Just lookin'in
This town just ain't big enough to fit us all in.

Well it ain't all beer and skittles hell I missed all the pins.
Suprised I'm still wheezing after some of the scraps I've been in.
And I've been down with a touch of the wine.
The winds blowing my britches off of the line.

Been looking in windows
Watch people scurry
Fussing and faffing in their rainy day hurry
Squashing bugs with my boots
Shooting fish in a barrell
Got no where to go in my finest apparel.

Well my floaties deflated and the sharks are circling
The vistas chaotic but none the less blood curdling.
Weather vane's broken pointing down to the ground
My life is a shipwreck baby. There's no way but down.

Last time I went home my dog bit me.
My wife called the cops and I slept in a ditch.
Now I know I'm not welcome I won't go there again.
Guess there's no use going back where you've been.
Track Name: Chained (live version)
Well I'm Chained to this world
I'm chained to this world
I dragged my dry bones across this hostile plane
And I'm wrestling alligators in my dreams
Wrestling alligators in my dreams

There's a whole lot of scraping going on.
There's a whole lot of scraping going on
Kow Tow, kow tow, kow tow
Lord lift me up from these grasping hands I pray
And I'm wrestling alligators in my dreams
Wrestling alligators in my dreams

Well I scorched my bones on that fire
Sold my soul to the voodoo queen
I been bashed and rolled and robbed
For some change
And i'm wrestling alligators in my dreams
Wrestling alligators in my dreams
Track Name: Falling Down A Hole (live version)
Well I seen him setting traps
With the girl with the squids for hands
She was checking the maps
He was counting them off on his fingers
He's got a plan
He's got the contraband
He's camouflaged in the snow
He's hunting rubber chickens
Falling down a hole

He's got whistle
Makes rubber chicken mating sounds
He's hidding in a bush
He's firing off some rounds
Oh he's a hero
He's a masked avenger
He's rubber chicken man
God knows what's on his agenda
Falling down a hole.

Got ,me a way around it
Got me a whole load
Got me way of thinking
Got me a hole.
A hole in the road.

Well hello it's the man
It's the man with the walrus tusks
Must be that time of year again
When the businessmen throw off their husks.
Falling down a hole.

Got ,me a way around it
Got me a whole load
Got me way of thinking
Got me a hole.
A hole in the road.