lady, don't you know me by now
don't you know my name
don't you know my ways
don't you know
the type of man that I say I am
oh lady, don't you know me
don't you know me by now
know my habits and know my pains
don't you know the man I say I am
lady, could I fool you
could I pull the wool over your eyes
and if you never knew...
whole year gone,
a whole year gone
never lived to tell a lie, and I will not begin to try
to make sense of the world around me as I find my way around it
never made much sense at all, the way you'd hear em all bawl
how they'd had it all, and now they've got nothing
make you feel a hundred years old, the way the old story's been told
everyone's going around saying bold things, and bold faced lies
got a face like a fish and twice the stink
man wouldn't know his head from the sink
he doesn't have a single clue what he's doing around here,
and neither do you
know exactly the kind of man I am,
the one who runs and the one who slams
the one who stays and the one who breaks
the one who drinks and the one who flakes
the one who came and the one who went
the one who stayed and the one unbent
the one who lied, the one who froze,
the one who died, the one who broke,
the one, the man I am, the man I am,
the man I am, the man I am
Composer and multi-instrumentalist Robert Stillman takes a magnifying glass to American self-image on his latest avant-garde work. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2022
Recordings from the last 13 years of Buffalo, NY's avant-garde collective Cages, ranging from surreally beautiful to deeply unsettling. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019