Songs About a Woman

by Ben Foerg

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The first in a string of three EP's from Los Angeles' favorite unknown psychedelic folk artist, Ben Foerg. In 'Songs About a Woman, (Who Lured Me In, Told Me That I Was Her Everything, Whispered Sweet Nothings In My Ear Then Subsequently Ripped My Heart Out, Stomped On It, Threw It In a Dumpster, Lit It On Fire & Left Me Feeling Very Fucked Up & Alone What a Bitch Know What I Mean Guys Am I Right? High Five)' (yes, that is the real title), Foerg gives us but a taste of his booze-fueled, bittersweet world--a world where women and pot smoke permeate the air constantly; where the bartenders all know him by name; where the smog is thick, the water is murky and the cigarettes are always in short supply.

When asked for quote, Foerg had this to say: "I'd like to thank the Woman referenced in the title, without whom none of my heartbreak, subsequent madness, gradual descent into alcoholism and hemorrhoids would have been possible."

Download now for a glimpse into the world of one of today's leading unknown psychedelic folk artists. Be on the lookout for the next EP, and follow at www.soundcloud.com/benfoerg to catch the latest happenings from Ben Foerg.

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released September 28, 2015

Ben Foerg (music, production, mastering)
Josh Loney (artwork)
Beer (making it all possible)

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Track Name: Pincushion Man
Bad weather's creepin' in
I can feel it in my bones
I'd lay me down to sleep
But I ain't got no home
Been high for days
So everything feels alright
Then I come on down to the ground
Where she's got me in her sights

I got one mean woman after me
Out in the Midwest
She's got friends around town
So I do my best
To lay low, keep my head down
Fade in to the shadows
But a woman always know how to spot a man
When he's feelin' low

Every time I turn around, she's lookin' for me
Lurkin' behind corners I can't see
She's got eyes like knives and I ain't got nowhere to hide
And she's movin' in to eat me alive
And I say, please, aw pretty mama, please

She's rippin' off my skin
I'm feelin' the heat
I try to find her where
Our senses meet
But she don't give a damn
About makin' a connection
She just knows how to use a man
When she needs some attention

Every time I turn around, she's lookin' for me
Lurkin' behind corners I can't see
She's got eyes like knives and I ain't got nowhere to hide
And she's movin' in to eat me alive
And I say, please, aw pretty mama, please

Mornin' after blues
Got me feelin' like a dog
Tail between my legs
Sittin' round like a bump upon a log
So I go downtown where the lights are low
And order me a cheap whiskey
And what do you know, this pretty little thing
Sits down right next to me

Every time I turn around, she's lookin' for me
Lurkin' behind corners I can't see
She's got eyes like knives and I ain't got nowhere to hide
And she's movin' in to eat me alive
And I say, please, aw pretty mama, please
Track Name: Blackwater
Summon me, sleeping sister of the Westwood
Run through the tall grass and call my name
Put on your best dress and let's go make a mess
In a town where everything is rearranged

Where skyscrapers are underground
And the sun is blue and green
Where the people all laugh when they mean to cry
And say only what they mean
Where the windows have no houses
And the fathers love their daughters
Ride with me through the blackwater

Slither up close to me, my sweet release
Let a lonely, wandrin' no one have his piece
Like a hot meal on the table taunting me
I can only go so long before I feed

We'll drift on with the wind
Through the rainbow candy streets
Where people only listen
When they really mean to speak
Where love is seen as royalty
And all the rest is fodder
Ride with me through the blackwater

Whispers from the walls keep me awake
I know it's wrong, but I listen to what they say
Like a moth drawn to the flame
I know what's happening, but I can't change

Float on, float away
Worry yesterday

Into the night we go
On a carpet made of air
Where you hear someone walking
But nobody's ever there
Where endless dreaming minutes
Are led like lambs to the slaughter
Ride with me through the blackwater
Track Name: Stranded As I Am
She takes me inside
She offers her hand
She whispers to me
But I can't understand
How my love could leave me stranded as I am

She takes off her clothes
She lets down her hair
She asks me to dance
And I say it's not fair
That my love could leave me stranded as I am

Such a pretty life we lead
So many sleepless nights
I'm gone
In the end, we're only friends
Alone to roam the plane so long
Stranded in the wasteland

She goes to the bed
Tells me to come along
I follow her lead
But something feels wrong
My body is here, but my mind is far away

She moans in the night
Throws her hips to the moon
My mind is afloat
Like a hot air balloon
I'm lookin' down from the ceiling and I haven't a word to say

Such a pretty life we lead
So many sleepless nights
I'm gone
In the end, we're only friends
Alone to roam the plane so long
Stranded in the wasteland

It's all in the air we breathe
I'm trapped and I can't break free

She covers her skin
With a thin silk dress
She wipes away tears
Pulls her hair back and says
How could my love leave me stranded as I am?

I search for the words
Look for a reprieve
I walk out the door
And I still can't believe
That my love could leave me stranded as I am

It's all in the air we breathe
I'm trapped and I can't break free
Track Name: The Devil Wears a Bra
I meant it when I said
You're the only woman in my head
You were there when I fell to pieces
You were there when I rose to the throne
You were there when I said I love you,
Now leave me alone

I wake up each afternoon
Into the mess I've created
But rather than sit there and take it
I drink it away

Do you believe yourself when you write
I must think it's not worth the fight?
'Cuz I've got a big ol' collection
Of songs I can't play

It's just too hard
To face you with my heart
So I used my mind
I thought I was being kind
But you were too mired to see
It was just me being me

Lately, when we speak
It's a cocktail of honesty
And bitterness and missin' the skin
Of the one you belong to
It ain't like we should just throw it to the dogs
But you're quick to the trigger and I'm slow to the draw
Forgive me my most recent faux pas
But I'm still in love

Do you believe when you write
I must think it's not worth the fight
'Cuz I been thinkin' the hand
Don't fit the glove

It's just too hard
To face me with your heart
So you used your guile and devilish ways
Because you're in denial and you are afraid
I thought you had made me to play the fool
But it was just you being you