DEVIL Album Notes


This collection of songs could have gone by a few different names. But I think Devil captures it the best. This time period in my life started as one thing and resulted in something entirely different. There are a handful of songs that I wrote and even recorded that I decided to cut from this project because they didn't serve that eventual result. Cutting songs is something I've rarely ever done, but I came to see the benefit of it for this project.


This album picks up where my previous release, Life Lessons, left off. After a double album of looking outwardly, these songs were all about looking inwardly, discovering what was hiding in me.


This work was motivated in part by an interest in "shadow integration," by way of Jungian psychology. It is for this reason that I kept the "Devil" name, and chose to let the album be ugly.


Devil

All songs written, recorded and performed by Tyler Nail at Red House Studio in Rural Hall, NC

Mastered by Matt Tuttle

Quique Rodriguez-Pastor is featured on electric guitar and vocals on "I AM"

Album Photography by Cory Wood & Tyler Nail






Lyrics


Hellhounds and Highways


I’ve been at the mercy of hellhound and highways

And I will be again


I was born in the summer, was barely alive

A half broken collar and blue swollen eyes

Got chewed up in churches til I turned twenty-two

And the Devil behind me said come try to find me, don’t mind if I do


I worked on a few farms, got sunburned and tanned

I worked on a few boats that never left land

Worked storefronts and rooftops in days long since gone

I’d be in the ringer of not for the acre where I made my home


We got far as Texas, Michigan and Maine

We rode through the sunshine the snow and the rain

The tears and the tall tales were worth every mile

But when it was over I needed a summer to rest for a while


I gave up on mary, pills and cocaine

I stuck with the bottle the smoke and the flame

If they get me before I can set them aside

Well I’ll go down swinging, hard as a hellion, and claim that I tried


I laid down beside every demon I could find

I soaked up the torture and left them behind

And when I found the Devil it hit like the wind

He wasn’t before me, not laying beside me, he was under my skin


I’ve been at the mercy of hellhounds and highways

And I will be again

Said I’ve been at the mercy of hellhounds and highways

And I will be again



Break the Horse


The creek is dry, the rivers getting lower

It's worse than normal for this time of year

The harvest seasons weighing on my shoulders

I'm doing what I can to persevere

But a hangman is waiting in the shadows

With a smile and a cigarette hung low

We could wait around until he comes to find us

But maybe it'd be better if we go

One hell of a wintertime is coming

And I don't see a reason we should stay

You brush your hair, I'll break the horse

And tonight we'll ride away


A dust storm might be worth a yellow ribbon

There's a box of secrets buried in my chest

The sooner that we get around to leaving

The sooner we can stop to take a rest

The saddle in the hallway by the bedroom

Could use a little dusting and a shine

Better that we're on our way to somewhere

Than to wait forever for a better time

That sun is hot and there's no taking cover

And that evening moon is delicate and white

You clean your dress, I'll break the horse

And we'll ride away tonight


Better that we're on the way to somewhere

Than to wait forever for a better day

You pack the bag, I'll break the horse

And tonight we'll ride away



The Devil Got a Hold of You


The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and it looks like he’s here to stay

The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and this time he ain’t going away


Well he’s been here times before, howling in the dead of night

But now he lingers at your door and you’re shaking at the sight


The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and it looks like he’s here to stay

The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and this time he ain’t going away


Well he’s pulling you in close, and he’s staring at your face

And he’s pulling you in close with his hands around your waist


The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and it looks like he’s here to stay

The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and this time he ain’t going away


Well you’re lying in his arms, and you’re burning in his flames

And he’s tearing you apart, and you’re whispering his name

You’ve made it out alive time and time again

And you’ve managed to survive all the other sins

But there’s a red-skinned devil right before your eyes

And he looks like paradise


The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and it looks like he’s here to stay

The devils got a hold of you, the devils got a hold of you

The devils got a hold of you, and this time he ain’t going away

No this time I think he’s here to stay, no this time he ain’t going away

No this time I think he’s here to stay



Devil and a Deadman


Hellhole on the wrong side of the station

Smoke pouring in and out the door

Bring it in with a big reputation

Gonna show you what the gloves are for

Back room got a pole and a like box

No rules if you're paying right

Rock Billy boys hanging round the nine ball

Another pitcher and their gonna pick a fight


Road House girls raised on the good times

Long legged with the 3 inch heels

Not in it to walk on a fine line

Not in it for the way it feels

Cat call get you pulled into the back room

Want to show you what they can do

Hair back, eyes closed like a Sunday

Trade you for a dime bag or two


Black boots, bloody knuckles and a heartbeat

Hell baby it's about damn time

You wanna dance with the devil and a deadman

Take a number girl and get in line


Young lady with a scorpion tattoo

Nine millimeter in her waist

White jeans, mean hips, red lipstick

Got 'em dying just to get a taste

Old man with the godless hairdo

Did a couple tours in Vietnam

Came home, took a licking in the dope fight

Got a bone to pick with Uncle Sam


Burly fucker with the worn in steel toes

Mean mugging ‘til the day he dies

Talk to him with the least bit of salt son

You and him are gonna take it outside

Eight-balling to stay off the moonshine

Deep down with the ball and the chain

Keep quiet to stay on his good side

Hundred dollars to forget his name


Black boots, bloody knuckles and a heartbeat

Hell baby it's about damn time

You wanna dance with the devil and a deadman

Take a number girl and get in line


Liquor store whore coming down from the day before

Hooked on amphetamine

Used to smoke that Chinese snakeskin

‘Til she got a cut that wasn't clean

Smoke shows take it off for the weekend

Blue collars dipping in their checks

Boyfriend catch a fella get a handful

Take a tire iron to his neck


Street king with the jewelry on display

Hyena of the human race

Young boy with a stolen switchblade

And a plan to put him in his place

Street fire with the summer bloodlust

Black Chevy with a shot up door

Two bodies and the cops are coming

No telling what the debt was for


Black boots, bloody knuckles and a heartbeat

Hell baby it's about damn time

You wanna dance with the devil and a deadman

Take a number girl and get in line



I AM


I am a Goddamn devil

I am a piece of pain

I am a flash of lightening

I am a ball of flame

You want the cold and lonely

You want a taste of fame

I am a Goddamn devil

Go ahead and say my name


You want to feel like a blind man

You want a big parade

You want a mouth like a mad man

You want amazing grave

You want to sound like the thunder

You want to settle the score

I am a Goddamn devil

Sleep, sleep and rise no more


You want a taste of the champagne

You want to start again

You want a fist like a freight train

You want a bottle of gin

You want to scream like a heartbeat

You want to roll the dice

I am a Goddamn devil

Welcome to paradise


I came down from heaven

I came up from hell

I put the piss in the passion

I put the penny in the well

You want a ride with your tongue tide

You want to cry like a clown

I am a Goddamn devil

Lets burn this building down


I am a Goddamn devil

I am a ball and a chain

I am the ghost of a savior

I am a moth to a flame

I am the bad salvation

I am as good as it gets

I am a Goddamn devil

Let there be no regrets


You want to fly with an angel

You want to sample some sin

You want to bleed the believers

You want a bruise on the chin

You want to dance with the danger

You want a story to tell

I am the Goddamn devil

I am the angel of hell

I am the Goddamn devil

I am the angel of hell

I am the Goddamn devil

I am the angel of hell



To Not Belong


I was a slave unto my own

I was a stranger in my home

I got away after I fell

And skated by the door to hell

I gave away my everything

To satisfy my empty wings

I stumbled on the serpents tongue

Another slave I did become

I got away from bitter fate

And laid my robe outside her gate

My road is aimless and it’s long

Where does one go to not belong



You’re Gonna Find Me


I read your letter twenty times over

Smiled like Betty when you signed your name

What could be better

Thought of you laughing, tripping on cactus

Burning pavement like a biker gang

Baby have at it


Windows down, music on

Some old lost highway song

The road is furious and long

Hard to handle, right and wrong

You’ll be beautiful and gone

If you find your way back home

You’re gonna find me


I wasn’t a hero til I met the devil

At the bottom of the same old well

Tell him I said hello

Maybe you'll ramble out of the shadows

Riding shotgun through the desert wind

You’ll be a hero


Windows down, music on

Some old lost highway song

The road is furious and long

Hard to handle, right and wrong

You’ll be beautiful and gone

If you find your way back home

You’re gonna find me


Honey get out there, somewhere or nowhere

Trash the map and let the midnight moon

Light up your long hair

Scorpion lady, Tanqueray baby

Falling star against a cold black sky

Shining like crazy

I’ll still remember, still read your letter

Think about you every God damn day

For worse or for better