Friends in Low Places

by Bobby Mahoney and the Seventh Son

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"Friends in Low Places" gives two polarizing perspectives of the teenage upbringing.

The first takes the listener back to the days of young adolescence, rebellious attitude and all. The world is against them, and with uprising and pride, no obstacle is too big. Certain figures are perceived as larger than life, adding to the aura of the teenage youth.

The latter focuses on what some perceive to be the realities of becoming an adult. Being left as an outcast in a seemingly normal setting. Suffering the heartbreak of love forbidden by outside forces. Being your own worst enemy.

And while it may be clear where some stand on each side of the spectrum, others still have a story to be told.

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released June 22, 2014

All songs written by: Bobby Mahoney and Jon Alba

Bobby Mahoney- Lead Vocals and Lead Guitar on all tracks
Jon Alba- Backing Vocals and Rhythm Guitar on all tracks except "Guilden Street" and "Self-Induced Exile"
Giancarlo Cordasco- Drums on all tracks except "Scoundrels" and "Guilden Street"
James McIntosh- Drums on "Scoundrels"
Joe Larkin- Bass on "Teenagers Too," "Hit the Town," "Scoundrels," "Another Deadbeat Summer," and Backing Vocals on "Guilden Street"
Max Aharon- Snare Drum on "Guilden Street" and Bass on "Danger Dan," "New Age Outlaws," "Star- Crossed," "Can't Stand Myself" and Upright Bass on "Self-Induced Exile"
Dan "Dancer" Cohen- Backing Vocals on "Another Deadbeat Summer"
Nicco DiRenzi- Backing Vocals on "Can't Stand Myself"
Tim Gysin- Backing Vocals on "Scoundrels"
String arrangement on "Guilden Street" by Bobby Mahoney

Recorded, Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by: Max Aharon
Recorded entirely at The Shea Center at William Paterson University in Wayne, NJ
Produced by: Jon Alba
Executive Producer: Bobby Mahoney

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Track Name: Teenagers Too
A flag we used to know flies in the breeze
Kids think they look cute, and they think they look scene
They said hey no we can't fall we cant fall down
But they fall and scatter when the gun barrel is spinning around
Everything we used to know gets blown away in the wind
People on the street play powerball praying for a win
No we can't lose again no we can't sink no lower
Streets no meaner and their stares no colder

We roll, we roll, we roll, roll away
We sing, we sing, the night blues away
When the teenagers decide who they wanna be
All the parents cry and fall to their knees
We laugh, we laugh, we laugh, laugh away
We dance, we dance, the night, night away
When the teenagers lose, you all feel our pain
We the teenagers drive everybody insane

Everything we used to love drove out of town last night
She left me in a sea of crowded car headlights
She said it's better for you if I just leave now
That’s when she disappeared back into the crowd
They line the streets looking at the cars that pass on by
Looking for a lover that might be riding inside
Secretly wishing it was them that was hitting the road
The shit you think about when you are 16 years-old

I cry, I cry, I cry, cry all night
Mama told me that it would be alright
When a teenager's heart breaks, it breaks all over the floor
You stepped over my heart when you walked out the door
We know, we know, we know, know everything
We will fight anyone who steps into the ring
Put it all on the line, got nothing left to lose
Cause you wish you could be a teenager too

People of the new uprising
Stand down, stand down and resume blind faith

We blew shit up, and we smoke in the streets
We beat down everybody that we meet
We succumb to temptation and we give in to lust
We don’t care that we have no one to trust


We cry, we cry, we cry, cry all night
The fires we started turn darkness to light
When the the teenagers lose you all feel our pain
We are hellbound and we are insane
We rock, we rock, we rock, rock all night
May the truth, may it burn so bright
Put it all on the line, got nothing left to lose
'Cause you wish you could be a teenager too
Track Name: Hit The Town
Driving straight ahead kicked back in cruise control
My body's in a race but my mind's not on the goal
And the stripped down, no good blond babes are driving me wild
Red and black streamers gracing every wall
So I ask what's so graceful about losing it all?
But the hot seats, mixed drinks and six strings leave me wanting more
My credit's dipping to 105 don't matter if I make it back home dead or alive

Going rolling with my aces high
Where the girls got say guys are right
Dollars blowing, but the dimes in sight
Play my hand gonna hit the town tonight


Crowdin' every table, gonna press my luck
Their two of a kind, can't beat my royal flush
But the no good - deadbeat strangers try to break my stance.
I'm the king of kings, my mind is tough enough
But when the skies are grey, the seas are rough
And the mad men can't stand losin' hands no more
I'm toppled over with this crippling itch But I'll stand my ground as a son of a bitch

Going rolling with my aces high
Where the girls got say guys are right
Dollars blowing, but the dimes in sight
Play my hand gonna hit the town tonight
Track Name: Danger Dan
Danger Dan crossed his heart to the underground
Chips all in, all his cards thrown down
He rode into town late late late last night
With a grin on his face looking for a good time

Don’t matter where you are from
You’ve all heard of the man
It don’t matter where you are from
You’ve heard the legend of Danger Dan

Danger Dan robs banks and steals from the rich
Ran into a fire, saved 50 orphan kids
King of swing, they are lining up to be his queen
Girls all wanna ride in his white clementine machine

Don’t matter where you are from
You’ve all heard of the man
It don’t matter where you are from
You’ve heard the legend of Danger Dan


You can’t run, you can’t hide
Danger lurks these streets at night
New Age Outlaw, a one man band
Gotta get out while you still can

Don’t matter where you are from
You’ve all heard of the man
It don’t matter where you are from
You’ve heard the legend of Danger Dan
Track Name: New Age Outlaws
Got a woman and child hungry in Queens
Woman has got a hangover and bloody knees
Poets and kings fighting bears in the street
Runs over the promises she swore she’d keep

I’ve got nothing to lose
Nothing left for me
Ghosts of Christmas-past
Haunt the kids in their sleep


Said our prayers and paid our dues
I’m sick and tired of waiting on you
I’m not going to keep letting myself down
Why the hell is he getting some love
Guess you can say I gave it too much
But now, the outlaws wear the crown

Got some money on an island in the Philippines
My heart and mind are lost at sea
Tissue box holds all my hopes and dreams
Sold em for some beads in New Orleans

I’ve got nothing to lose
Nothing left for me
Hell-ish local riders
Better give me the keys

Said our prayers and paid our dues
I’m sick and tired of waiting on you
I’m not going to keep letting myself down
Why the hell is he getting some love
Guess you can say I gave it too much
But now, the outlaws wear the crown

I’ve got nothing to lose
Don’t give me your shit
One-way ticket to nowhere
Is my one last wish

Said our prayers and paid our dues
I’m sick and tired of waiting on you
I’m not going to keep letting myself down
Why the hell is he getting some love
Guess you can say I gave it too much
But now, the outlaws wear the crown
Track Name: Scoundrels
I’m a half-hearted deviant, raised from the bottom line
My friends and I are misanthropes and we are just killing time
They say that the night is wild, reckless and young
Keith and I are raising hell before they make us run

I know damn well that this might be my last chance
I know damn well that I put too much faith in, summertime romances

I’ve got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places

We jumped into the car and then we took to the streets
A gang of third degree refugees denying to come clean
United to be divided, we stand against the world
Black-cat-Unlucky and happily Disturbed

I know damn well that the high road, will never be free
I know damn well that all my enemies are, better men than me

I’ve got friends in low places
I've got friends in low places

We walk up the steps, and into the house
First thing I notice is some girl’s blouse
Cut off sleeves, ripped to shreds
Said “doing whatever I want instead”
We move through the rooms, checking out
All the neon and blacklight shadows of doubt
I caught a glimpse of a ghost I knew
Sometime around Two thousand and two
Said “Bleed if you want. Believe if you need”
And “that girl in the cut-off is such a tease”
All the sad prophets of the modern age
Traded their verses in the penny arcades
Tearing bible pages, rolling em into joints
Fists in the air so God will get the point
Wearing my heart of my sleeve
Aint doing no good for me
Wearing these scars like stripes
For losing myself time after time

The Scoundrels from the East side
Burning out tonight on one last ride
The Scoundrels from the East side
Burning out tonight on one last ride
The Scoundrels from the East side
Burning out tonight on one last ride
Track Name: Another Deadbeat Summer
They don’t care about me
They don’t give a shit about me
But I guess its just as well
I’m dying alone
Cast from my fool’s throne
And I guess I’m feeling alright
I just wanted to say

Good night to the senoritas
Good night to the non-believers
Here’s to another deadbeat summer

They started this war
No clue what they are fighting for
Bite the bullet and start the show
She will mess me up
Run off with some guy
That will hit her and quit her after just one night and…

Good night to the senoritas
Good night to the non-believers
Here’s to another deadbeat summer
Good night to the set-in-stoners
And to the fake-ass wanna be indie rockers
Here’s to another wasted night

Get me out of here
Cigarettes and warm beer
Get me out of here
Coming back again every year
Get me out of here
Cigarettes and warm beer
Get me out of here

They are stuck in a trance
While the devil and molly dance
Around their pretty heads
Addicted to nicotine
Television and caffine
High sex in their parents’ beds
Just wanted to say


Good night to the senoritas
Good night to the non-believers
Here’s to another deadbeat summer
Good night to the set-in-stoners
And to the fake-ass wanna be indie rockers
Here’s to another wasted night
Another wasted night
Another wasted night
Track Name: Guilden Street
Every bottle on the floor tells a story
Every burnt out cigarette tells a joke
Every stain tells a tale better than any author could

But I came too late
I don’t fit in
I don’t soak my problems in cheap beer and gin
But sometimes I wish I did
I wish I had a story about when I was a stupid kid

Everyone can quote a memory
Everyone can recall a time
When some guy met some girl
And some guy was drunk out of his mind

But I had gone home
I had gone to bed
I’m living my life in the back of my head
But I brought on my own defeat
I would give anything to feel at home on Guilden Street

They wanna die young, They wanna die young
They wanna die young, They wanna die young

As I held Kevin in the courtyard
Under the stars, defying the saint
I told him to be careful and to never lose faith

But I came too late
I don’t fit in
I don’t soak my problems in cheap beer and gin

I shouldn’t wonder
Shouldn’t call it a curse
All the best kids live on the outskirts
I don’t need to be no Nancy’s Sid

(We wanna die young)

I shouldn’t complain
I shouldn’t cry
Fuck 'em all if they leave me behind
All this weight is taking its toll on me

I would give anything to feel at home
I would give anything to feel at home
I would give anything to feel at home on Guilden Street
Track Name: Star-Crossed
Lets fly away Wendy
This time the wind is just right
We don’t ever have to look back
Take my hand, hold on tight
Lets fly away Wendy
No one can stop us now
You say you’ve forgotten
So I will show you how

Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get it out of my head
Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get you out of my heart
Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get it out of my head
Baby Baby Baby, these stars are all crossed

Lets break for the country Bonnie
They won’t see us among the trees
You are more than a regular woman
And we are more than a couple of thieves

Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get it out of my head
Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get you out of my heart
Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get it out of my head
Baby Baby Baby, these stars are all crossed

Solo

Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get it out of my head
Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get you out of my heart
Baby Baby Baby I, can’t get it out of my head
Baby Baby Baby, these stars are all crossed
Track Name: Can't Stand Myself
A whole world under the streetlights
A world we will never know
All the fairy tales are lies
There’s no reward for being bold
You are only a fool if you think you can dance
The night away like the movies
If you believe what they tell you to
You have dug your own grave

Why do I believe in age-old morality
Will it be worth this hell
If I cant stand myself
Will my name be in the paper
Or will I fall to all the haters
They want what I can’t sell
And I can’t stand myself

Scene shot every moment of your life
What if you pressed rewind
What if you replayed the moment
How would you change that night
You are only a saint if you concentrate
On what the bible tells you to
They will talk about you, excommunicate you
For one mistake you made

Why do I believe in age-old morality
Will it be worth this hell
If I cant stand myself
Will my name be in the paper
Or will I fall to all the haters
They want what I can’t sell
And I can’t stand myself

I know we have faced nasty weather
There is always another storm on the rise
The water recedes and the city always dries
In my heart of hearts I know
Deep down who I am
Hold my head up high and scream
I don’t give a damn

Why do I believe in age-old morality
Will it be worth this hell
If I cant stand myself
Will my name be in the paper
Or will I fall to all the haters
They want what I can’t sell
And I can’t stand myself
Track Name: Self-Induced Exile
I’m giving up, you’re giving up on me
But there is part of my head that still believes
And its waiting, for you to come around
If the streets were a poem, if this life was a dream
And you stood like a lighthouse across the sea
I would struggle, tire, and drown

I hate when I find myself waiting
For something I don’t know is real
I’m a repeat offender of giving a damn
I hate when I find myself searching
For a truth that I don’t want to know
Looking for feeling in self-induced exile
Where all the blame is my own

I’m hanging on but I cant live in my skin
All of their shit and this world I’m living in
Has left me broken, my hope destroyed
Their knife to my heart, their gun to my head
Theres gotta be more than this empty bed
I’m not a saint, just a kill joy


I hate when I find myself waiting
For something I don’t know is real
I’m a repeat offender of giving a damn
I hate when I find myself searching
For a truth that I don’t want to know
Looking for feeling in self-induced exile
Where all the blame is my own

I’m the one, the only one that gets in my way
I’m the self-proclaimed king of the lonely and lame
Its my high expectations that are dragging me down
Give me a kingdom of nobodies and another thorny crown

I hate when I find myself waiting
For something I don’t know is real
I’m a repeat offender of giving a damn
I hate when I find myself searching
For a truth that I don’t want to know
Looking for feeling in self-induced exile
Where all the blame is my own