Chris Fox

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First solo release from Chris Fox (Vampirates, Sucka Punch, Twelve Gauge Facelift) from Reno, NV.

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released April 26, 2012

Cocksmoker Chunk Records 016

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Track Name: Drunken Smiles
DRUNKEN SMILES

It's just me and a guitar
A tape recorder and some words
I'll play some chords to fit the mood
And think of you so nothing hurts

Someone has already done this
But that's alright with me
It's just some stupid words
And some chords and melody

Do you remember when everyone
Was here last week?
Drunken smiles on faces
Most everyone was smoking weed

Sometimes I think about
Just how good it could be
With all my friends in one place
Especially you and me

The song needs a second verse
And I don't wanna repeat the first
The chords still play on
I think of you and it just gets worse

I miss you and you miss me too
But that's not enough for me
Cause all I have are these
Stupid words these fucking chords and melody
Track Name: Untitled
UNTITLED

Orion's rising in the sky and
I can sense that it's that time of year
I'll get to drink with all of my friends
In that desert we call home
We'll burn and drink a million warm-flat beers
But I'll be dreaming of the road

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we're all striving for it
This time I don't

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we all struggle for it
This time I don't

This year it's all so odd to me
It feels so routine
That's not how it's supposed to be
On this I feel that I'm alone
I'd rather be out on the road
Drop everything race towards that burning goal

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we're all striving for it
This time I don't

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we all struggle for it
This time I don't wanna go

But I know when we get there
It'll feel like home
It feels like home
Track Name: This Merch Is A Pipebomb
MERCH BOMB

I lost my backpack in El Paso
It contained one important thing
We lost some gear in New Orleans
And we also lost our weed

We drank and smoked on a porch in Nashville
Drank fighting cock with Chris
Only one thing that sucked
Was coming home to out find that

This merch is a pipebomb

Fueled by beer in Austin, Texas
Dave rode the tall bike down the stairs
We played a full basement in Flagstaff
There's fucking awesome people there

In Vegas TBR showed up
We filled that room up with smoke
The Buick made it back to Reno
And I don't think that we went broke

This merch is a pipebomb

Punish your Buick

Someone stole our merch at the returning show
We lost money to guarantee
Why come home?
Someone found our suitcase in the parking lot
With all our shirts, posters, patches and a note that read

This merch is a pipebomb
Track Name: Something About Nothing
SOMETHING ABOUT NOTHING

On the brink of something
This is about nothing
It's not about you or her
I write this because I don't have it

What it takes to say
What I want to tell them
Not fully sure what that is
Just vague ideas floating around in my brain

I can't formulate them
Mind can't encapsulate them
Can't think of what to say
Forever I'll write about nothing

My thoughts stay on the same thing
Sadness for when y ou leave me
Repition about nothing
Gotta write this about something

There's still a lot more room
To address concern for you
Those words that I can't write
Instead I'll write this pointless rhyme tonight

Never gonna say it
Won't have the chance to play it
For you tonight 'cause you are right
Convictions I can't summarize in song

And when you talk to me
We speak of brilliant things
The evade me somehow
Before I get a chance to put them down

And if they come right back to me
Thoughts constantly escaping me
I'm missing clarity
Lacking pride to say what I want to
Track Name: This Song
THIS SONG

I should go write that paper
But instead I'll write this song
I have to study for that final
But I sit and play guitar

My sleep is all fucked up
It's freezing in this fucking town
My friends are likely drunk
That's the easy way to think you're warm

Alone in this tiny town
And I still keep fucking up
Mostly alone in this tiny town
And I still keep drinking up
It's five AM and I'm still up
Sleeping is my best friend
With the worst intentions

Distractions keep me sane
Texting drinking writing nothing
Drinking numbs the brain
Don't want to do the shit they want me to

I know I miss my friends
Pictures just don't do them justice
Writing useless words again
But I guess they fucking get me through
Track Name: Shithole
Life is not so bad
Why should I be so mad?
In a month I'm going home
No longer I'll be alone
Something that you can't be shown
My life really isn't so bad

So why should I complain?
'Cause nothing's going wrong
Most people can't say that
I've got a beer and I've got a bowl
I never lived in a shithole
There's no reason for me to complain

Sitting at my table
Drinking beer
Watching TV
Playing guitar to all my favorite songs
Get up just in time to get to class
I'm going to pass
Finally It's interesting

So why should I complain?
'Cause nothing's going wrong
Most people can't say that
I've got a beer and I've got a bowl
I never lived in a shithole
There's no reason for me to complain

No more left out feeling alone
When I get home

So we'll start a fucking band
And we'll play lots of shows
Someday we might hit the road
And we'll make a record
Give it out for free
'Cause that's what music means to me
Track Name: Stupid Chords, Stupid Words, Stupid Song
STUPID SONG

Living alone with no TV or internet
Can make you realize how unproductive
Your life can really be

Sometimes the songs just pour out of you
There's so much that you want to say
To the person that you can't

And I don't have the courage for that
Maybe I'll find it somewhere
I'll keep adding letters
To the words that aren't there

Everything sounds the same
It's all the same

I've heard that before
It's all been done