You Can't Do This

by My Son The Hurricane

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released January 1, 2011

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My Son The Hurricane Toronto, Ontario

My Son the Hurricane is a 14-piece brasshop funk beast with the mantra: anything worth doing is worth overdoing. Hailing from Niagara/Toronto, the band mixes New Orleans style grooves with funk, jazz and hiphop.

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Track Name: Pushin' Up Daisies
Pushin’ Up Daisies

It’s getting there from here
It’s the other side I want to be
I’d leave the money and the women
For what I believe

c
Hey Baby, how you been lately?
We’re at that age now, life’s getting crazy
We’re at that age now, sink or swim
We’ve got a taste now, don’t eat the whole thing
We grew up knowing we could do anything
But anything quickly turned into everything
& everything is more that we could have imagined
& then what happened?

v.1 (Bergsma)
So shout out to every time to got 3rd instead of 1st
I want the best, so I sit through the worst
I want it all, the good & the bad
& I’ve already got more than I could have imagined
Shout out to all the fella’s & the ladies
That ain’t giving up ‘till they’re pushing up daisies
Do what you got to control the gears
It’s not about being there, it’s about getting there from here

v.2 (Nigel of The Pocket Dwellers)
My son’s a hurricane he’s tearing up my life
Only a few months, its how I planned it with my wife
We dreamed for him but soon he’ll dream all on his own
Make his bad decisions from the things his life was shown
I tell ‘em, yell ‘em, teach ‘em preach ‘em then release ‘em
Baby’s gotta’ do it all alone
Be his own man or grow up to be a clone
Life’s written with chalk in rain not carved in stone
Track Name: Honour Among Theives
Honour Among Thieves

v.1
You know,
When you’re this cool, they say that you can smell
& I’m so hip that I’m the whole damn pelvis
& we’re so cool, we’re downright frigid
We’re fresher than the freezer burnt broccoli in your kitchen

& all the kids say “damn! that’s wicked”
& all the old dudes that are with it are buying tickets
& you’ve got your health
Use of your appendages
I know you’ve got it in you
I just need some fucking evidence

c
Hit the ceiling
If you feelin’ what I’m feelin’

v.2
Now, your head needs to shut it
Listen to your body talk
Ligaments like licorice & open up like bottle tops
Bass pounds, brass bumps
Head nods to the sound of the bass drum

& all the ladies screaming “play another slow jam”
But right now, it’s time to tear this shit wide open
You’ve got your health
Use of your appendages
I know you’ve got it in you
I just need some fucking evidence
Track Name: Cookie Monster
Cookie Monster

v.1
I don’t know ‘bout them bitches
Bringing back shit, on the lips, from the ass they be kissing
Right? Oh, wait no! They don’t get out at all, so they smell like play-doe
& I know, you all know that, the hurricane’s coming, it’s goin’ storm for sure.

Raincoats, RAINCOATS! Shit’s getting wild, ain’t nothing goin’ stop it.
Kick, hop, give it a throw. Stick your hands on up, like a stick in the snow so.
All the kids, they all know that the hurricane’s coming it’s goin’ storm for sure.
Clouds crack, rains goin’ pour. Toto, you ain’t in Kansas no more
Toto, you ain’t in Kansas no more, Toto.. yo!

c
Oooooooooooh no! You Ain’t in Kansas anymore.

v.2
I don’t know about them bridges
Burnin’ ‘em down like we did with the witches
But this is the new age, every bodies livin’ it up like two-face
& I know, you sitting at home, praying for the day that you see the storm

Well, hop on your laptop, photogenic’s the game & we are the mascot
& we be making them sounds that pick you up when you’re feeling down
& I know, that you know, that they know, that we know,
that shit sucks even harder than starving mosquito
but damn! It’s the eye of the storm, kick up dust and get your dancing on!
I’m coming for you.. & your little dog too!

v.3
I don’t know about them dumb kids
Gettin’ out tryna’ make something out of nothing
When, truth be told. We’ve got more hook than a fishing pole
Me? I’m creaming on the inside, push it up & out through the windpipe

I more like a doughnut or pastry. Ladies love my dough-NUTS ‘cause they crazy
Sturdy & certain, pay no attention to the man behind the curtain
I’m actually this rugged, I keep my jeans ripped and my spit in a bucket
Track Name: Barrachone
Barrachone

c.
& I think we gotta’ take time to make time
Take all that wine back to the grapevine
Put on your shoes before you start climbin’
Rise like the sun and shine like a diamond
Cause the man in your head,
Need’s a spot in the week were y’all can break bread
and this is the time yo
cause after today it’s nose back to the

v.1
steady, pay, everyday routine
the cross-roads, potholes, two sugars, the cream
the meaning, as demeaning as it has to be
getting past that whole death & taxes thing
co-habiting, standing on the 90
ain’t leaving nothing or nobody behind me
and then it’s back to climbing again,
so live it on the weekend.

v.2
need for food, so you work for that food
then you buy the food and say goodbye to that food
and do it over again, so live it on the weekend.
Track Name: Longhair's Lament
Longhair’s Lament

v.1
Oh, I don’t know
Can’t judge a man by the look of his clothes
I bet he cleans up well, eat his vegetables
and does something that makes him feel incredible

and how’s a man supposed to feel
when he’s trying to deal and live the good life still
and hell, I bet he’d love to cruise in a Cadillac
but he works for what we earns and the Chevy gets his there & back

& I bet he remembers what it’s like to walk it
Loves his vehicle, thinks it’s funny when you talk about it
Cause he, sleeps better when he’s actually tired
He eats better when he’s actually hungry
And all sweat that it takes to make ends meat makes him feel like he’s actually something
and how’s a man supposed to feel?
when he’s trying to deal and live the good life still

c.
Cause he, sleeps better when he’s actually tired
He eats better when he’s actually hungry
And all sweat that it takes to make ends meat makes him feel like he’s actually something

v.2
Oh, I don’t know
Can’t judge a man for doing something he knows
That suit fits well, it’s all up in the style
But i sweat it’s something else that makes his smile

And something that cracks that hard shell
Trained to straight face like lifting a barbell
and really.. how’s a man supposed to feel?
when he’s trying to deal and live the good life still
Track Name: Sullivan
The Sullivan

v.1
And yeah she knows,
Which way the wind blows,
And she goes, she goes
Cause she knows,
That these windows
They won’t hold, they won’t hold

c.
When all of the walls have crumbled
And all of the roads have broken
And all of the winds won’t whisper
Once all of the winds have spoken
And all of the people shout out
So all of the town can listen
And these are the new beginnings
Yeah these are the new beginnings
Now watch it being.

v.2
And yeah she knows
That she can’t go eyes closed out into the storm anymore
That cellar door, she knows it won’t hold, it won’t hold
It won’t hold

b.
When all of the walls have crumbled
And all of the roads have broken
And all of the winds won’t whisper
Once all of the winds have spoken
And all of the people shout out
So all of the town can listen
And all of the plugs split open
And all of the water gets in
...
And these are the new beginnings