Credits

Produced by: Joy Oladokun

Additional Production by: Spellz

Recorded by: Joy Oladokun, Aj Jagannath, Austin Hans Seeger

Assistant Engineer: Tupni

Mixed by: Pedro Calloni and Neal H. Pogue

Mastered by: Mike Bozzi at Grundman Mastering. Except “Raised By The Radio (An Introduction)” mastered by Steph Jones and Mike Elizondo

Photography: Graham Tolbert

Package Design: Lisa Glines, Cymone Wilder

Austin Hans Seeger – drums

Jharis Yokely – drums

Alvin Malone – keys

Rob Moose – strings

Joy Oladokun – guitars, bass, synth, horns, vocals

August Pontithier – vocals

Thanks to the people who listen to my music faithfully and with care. Thanks to Mark Williams for his wisdom and trust. Thanks to Jay, Lillian, and Tanner for championing my health and my art. To my love for always leading me to the light.

Artist Representation/Management:

ATC Management – Jay Saunders, Lillian Jones

Front Doors Management – Tanner Davenport

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Lyrics

Raised By The Radio (An Introduction)

my girl was raised by the radio

she taught herself how to play

she’s so obsessed with songs of yesterday

i’ve seen her dance like the videos

i’ve seen her kneel down and pray

her questions for god and the dj are both the same

how do you live?

how do you take it?

how do you love with no expectations?

when you’re in debt, how do you borrow?

(how do you borrow when you’ve run out of grace?)

we’ve got nothing left but hope for tomorrow

(feels like we’re living in the judgement days)

do you get tired of trying to break through?

(play me something to take my blues away)

what’s your favorite song to dissociate to?

(play me something to take my blues away)

do i wake up,

or just keep pretending

these violent delights

don’t have violent endings?

Dear Maria

i’ve been faithful,

graceful,

fucked up,

and wasteful,

flying down the interstate.

i’ve been hopeless,

broken,

out in the open,

with nothing pretty to my name.

i’ve been rusting the silver lining.

i’ve been searching the western skies.

i am looking for peace of mind.

but there’s just..

noise on the radio

and violence on television.

rumors of radiation in the air.

they’re playing god in space

and giving bullets to the children.

dear maria, won’t you say a prayer?

i’ve been stressed out,

let down,

stuck in a small town.

hope is a heavy thing.

i’ve been helpless,

jealous,

young, and so restless,

trying to find somewhere free.

i’ve been racing the hands of time.

i’ve been falling further behind.

i am looking for peace of mind

but there’s just..

noise on the radio

and violence on television.

rumors of radiation in the air.

they’re playing god in space

and giving bullets to the children.

dear maria, won’t you say a prayer?

for the holy,

the empty,

the loaded,

the burnt out and suffering .

for the losers,

the bruised,

for the old,

and the useless,

and those shut down by history.

And when you’re done say a prayer for me?

there’s just..

noise on the radio

and violence on television.

rumors of radiation in the air.

they’re playing god in space

and giving bullets to the children.

dear maria, dear maria

noise on the radio

and violence on television.

rumors of radiation in the air.

they’re playing god in space

and giving bullets to the children.

dear maria, won’t you say a prayer?

won’t you say a prayer?

Easy Company

if the devil’s down here in the basement

the vultures are at the front door

vampires play on the jukebox

i’ll meet you out on the floor

grandfather kuti once told me

“water get no enemy”

maybe tonight if i’m graceful

i’ll find a second of peace

doomsday dancing

sounds like a good plan to me

if you need a hero

come tomorrow

i’ll be everything you need

but tonight i just want easy company

i read the words of the prophets

i learned the language the speak

paid for the sins of my fathers

i still can’t get no relief

i wasn’t made for the city

my people come from the heat

we don’t just hustle for money

working so hard to be free

doomsday dancing

sounds like a good plan to me

if you need a hero

come tomorrow

i’ll be everything you need

but tonight i just want easy company

drink

another drink

dance with me

cuz when we get sober

i’ll be crying out in the streets ’til the war is over

drink

another drink

dance with me

cuz when we get sober

i’ll be fighting out in the streets ’til the war is over

doomsday dancing

sounds like a good plan to me

if you need a hero

come tomorrow

i’ll be everything you need

but tonight i just want easy company

drink

another drink

dance with me

cuz when we get sober

i’ll be crying out in the streets ’til the war is over

drink

another drink

dance with me

cuz when we get sober

i’ll be fighting out in the streets ’til the war is over

KIND

i might be quick to second chances

but i do not victimize my circumstances

life is too short and heavy handed to throw my love away

you haven’t been as sweet as you used to be

you look the same but you’ve been acting new to me

they say that if it hurts you should set it free

if it don’t return then just let it be

i’ve been here before

broken glass on the floor

i will not drink down bitter wine

you were the first to draw blood

don’t be surprised i’ve gone cold

i am not too kind to let you go

i think i’m too much like my mother

i give more grace when i should let things suffer

but fuck around and you’ll discover

there’s blood stains on my teeth

you haven’t been as sweet as you used to be

and burning bridges down isn’t new to me

they say that if it hurts you should set it free

if it don’t return then just let it be

i’ve been here before

broken glass on the floor

i will not drink down bitter wine

you were the first to draw blood

don’t be surprised i’ve gone cold

i am not too kind to let you go

there’s nothing wrong

with being human

human

enough to break

there’s nothing wrong

with being proud

strong enough to walk away

there’s nothing wrong

with being human

human

enough to break

there’s nothing wrong

with being proud

strong enough to walk away

i’ve been here before

broken glass on the floor

i will not drink down bitter wine

you were the first to draw blood

don’t be surprised i’ve gone cold

i am not too kind to let you go

TOGIAIM

woodstock was just a fever dream

the garden’s gone

they sold it off for shares of pepsi-cola

and hydrogen bombs

tell joni there’s worse things than paving parking lots

out here in the heartland

only the rich have cause to praise god

like a moth straight to the flame

if we’re burning anyway

might as well get paid

better get your paper made

if we’re burning anyway

might as well get paid

count the degrees and it only gets hotter

way down in Memphis they’re feeling waves

building up monuments to founding fathers

who didn’t dream about us anyway

like a moth straight to the flame

if we’re burning anyway

might as well get paid

better get your paper made

if we’re burning anyway way

might as well get paid

like a moth straight to the flame

if we’re burning anyway

might as well get paid

better get your paper made

if we’re burning anyway

might as well get paid

Sage

every day so long

all my friends are home

where have good men gone?

the end has just begun

i’ve been trying keep strong

every day a new wrong

if i’m gonna hold on

then i must tell these bad thoughts

find another place

the smoke from my sage says go

go back to where you came from

you’ve already stayed too long

too long, too long

every day the same

pray and paper chase

when will this world change?

the end is on it’s way

i’ve been trying keep strong

but every day a new wrong

if i’m gonna hold on

then i must tell these bad thoughts

find another place

the smoke from my sage says go

go back to where you came from

you’ve already stayed too long

too long, too long

i’ve been trying keep strong

but every day a new wrong

if i’m gonna hold on

then i must tell these bad thoughts

find another place

the smoke from my sage says go

go back to where you came from

you’ve already stayed too long

too long, too long

The End Of The World

they say you get what you get

but i’m still fucking upset

maybe the better man won

but when the party is done

what will anybody have left

so if you think i’m too loud

just tune on out of the sound

if you don’t think there’s a problem

you should open your eyes before you open your mouth

there’s a festival raging on outside the door

while the prophets and doctors are waging a war

on the sickness, and ways that we’re living our lives,

and the promises made, are just rooted in lies

and the consequence of everything learned is the end of the world

you get what you get

back in the day we threw stones

now we throw judgment from phones

It’s like taking a breath or reaching for cigarettes

we reach for who to hit next

there’s a festival raging on outside the door

while the prophets and doctors are waging a war

on the sickness, and ways that we’re living our lives,

and the promises made, are just rooted in lies

and the consequence of everything learned is the end of the world

you get what you get

ZOMBIE

everybody i know just says they want to go dancing

good times are harder to find there’s nothing wrong with that

i’ve been looking for ways to rise above all the tragic

but the weight of the times just keeps on holding me back

i feel like a zombie

i feel like a zombie in a beautiful world

i feel like i’m wandering

locked out of heaven but too broken for earth (ohhhh)

feel like i’m stuck somewhere in between (ohhhh)

a wonderful world and a twisted dream

everybody i know looks like the life of the party

feel like i’m watching it all through kodachrome looking glass

i’ve been looking for ways to take recognize all the magic

the fear of missing the fun just keeps on holding me back

i feel like a zombie

i feel like a zombie in a beautiful world

i feel like i’m wandering

locked out heaven but too broken for earth (ohhhh)

feel like i’m stuck somewhere in between (ohhhh)

a wonderful world and a twisted dream

i feel like a zombie

i feel like a zombie in a beautiful world

i feel like i’m wandering

locked out heaven but too broken for earth (ohhhh)

feel like i’m stuck somewhere in between (ohhhh)

a wonderful world and a twisted dream

Toothache

you gotta feel your hunger

you gotta own your shame

if you don’t heal your wounds well..

they’ll keep you in place

you’re drunk on a Sunday

your knuckles are bruised

you’re letting the dream become the death of you

i know you’re tough but haven’t you had enough of having so much to prove

if you keep on howling like a dog with a toothache

if you keep on shouting in the quiet of night

if you keep on biting the hand that’ll offer you a little bit of light

don’t be surprised if you wake up in a cold bed

nobody sleeping on the other side

if you keep on howling

you’ll probably be drowning until you die

if you keep on

you’re not a lost cause

you’re not hopeless art

you’re not a monster

you’re a wounded soldier with a bleeding heart

you’re stuck in a moment

and things you regret

are coming out of your mouth and clouding up your head

you’ve tried everything to ease your troubled mind but all you see is red

if you keep on howling like a dog with a toothache

if you keep on shouting in the quiet of night

if you keep on biting the hand that’ll offer you a little bit of light

don’t be surprised if you wake up in a cold bed

nobody sleeping on the other side

if you keep on howling

you’ll probably be drowning until you die

if you keep on

Keep on howling

Keep on howling, howling

if you keep on howling like a dog with a toothache

if you keep on shouting in the quiet of night

if you keep on biting the hand that’ll offer you a little bit of light

don’t be surprised if you wake up in a cold bed

nobody sleeping on the other side

if you keep on howling

you’ll probably be drowning until you die

if you keep on

Don’t Call Me Baby!

i’ve had my share of jealous love

and i have borne the consequences of

my misplaced trust

but now i know exactly what i want

when i see your face

i have had enough

of the midnight chase

don’t call me baby

call me forever

call me the moment that you get home

don’t have to go back

to black and white days

we can be classic all on our own

you say you’re scared of wedding rings

well i don’t have much money anyway

and who pays to make promises when promises break

ask me if i’d repeat the past

and i would suffer twice as much if the path would lead me right back to you

the heaven of your touch

is worth the hell that i’ve been through

don’t call me baby

call me forever

call me the moment that you get home

don’t have to go back

to black and white days

we can be classic all on our own

don’t call me baby

another lifetime

could not contain

i have had enough of the golden age

i’ll give you modern love in a classic way

don’t call me baby

call me forever

call me the moment that you get home

don’t have to go back

to black and white days

we can be classic all on our own

don’t call me baby

Die Young

i’ve been burning the candle

drinking the handle till it’s dry

i’ve been standing in green grass

looking for love on other side

ive have tripped over my feet cause i was running on my pride

chipped my teeth and bruised my ego just to find

i don’t wanna die young

i just wanna get high

settle down and grow up

with somebody i love

watch the years go by

i don’t want all the power

i just want to survive

i don’t want to die young

i’ve been running the backroads

tokyo to tennessee

i’ve been tending the life i’ve always wanted from a seed

will my garden grow or will it all get cut off at the knees

by some catastrophe that’s lurking in the weeds

i don’t wanna die young (count me out of the gold rush)

i just wanna get high (someone pass me a light)

settle down and grow up

with somebody i love

watch the years go by (day by day they go by)

i don’t want all the power (don’t want more than i’ve got)

i just want to survive (i just want to survive)

i don’t want to die young

i don’t want to die..

i don’t want to die young

(count me out of the gold rush)

(someone pass me a light)

(day by day they go by)

(don’t want more than i’ve got)

(i just want to survive)

i don’t want to die young

Time Is A River

grief comes to everyone’s door

prepare it a table

let tears and wine pour

sorrow never wins the war

it only reminds you what you’re fighting for

que será será

let the water through

if it breaks your heart you know the love was true

as the days go on

peace will be renewed

oh, time is a river

let it carry you

let it cleanse you too

there’s not too much left to say

nothing can disfigure the soul quite like pain

if all things must wither and fade

then even your wounds must surrender to change

que será será

let the water through

if it breaks your heart you know the love was true

as the days go on

peace will be renewed

oh, time is a river

let it carry you

let it cleanse you too

que será será

let the water through

if it breaks your heart you know the love was true

as the days go on

peace will be renewed

oh, time is a river

let it carry you

let it cleanse you too

Hope Is A Heavy Thing