The Feverfew (live)

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These songs were recorded live in Washington DC, Brooklyn NY, Doylestown PA and Portland OR between 2006 - 2008.

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released December 31, 2008

All music and lyrics by Andrew Bethany Spiers except
"Send Me To the 'lectric Chair" by Bessie Smith (1927).
Photo by Chris Gregory (2006).

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The Feverfew Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

The Feverfew has a sound born in the South and dragged up through the East, landed somewhere between a Brooklyn rooftop and the sea. With unassuming posture, Andrew Bethany Spiers makes an impact. Spiers' lyrics are formidably poetic and steep him as a promising talent in a tradition of literary musicians that includes Patti Smith, David Berman, Thurston Moore and David Byrne, to name a few. ... more

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Track Name: Devil Woman (live)
I got one black eye and two white stripes
I got three left feet and four flea bites
I had five fellas warn me, met the sixth last night
over seven whiskeys into the morning light

And it ain't working out for me
as far as I can tell, as far as I can see
Those boots were made for walkin' woman
I know you're gonna walk all over me

You've got one sweet smile and fifty sweet lies
You make babies swoon and grown men cry
You've got five scorned lovers just aching to die
I got six cigarettes and a long kiss goodbye

And it ain't working out for me
as much as I might want, as much as I might will it to be
I know you're just a devil woman
I know you'll be the end of me

I know a girl named Rose and a girl named Sue
I've know Mary Janes but nobody's quite like you
I wish I were blind, I were deaf dumb or mute
then maybe then I'd know
just what the hell I'm supposed to do

'Cause this habit of mine is getting old
The 'fridgerator's empty, the bathwater's running cold
You're burnin' like a candle, woman
You're too hot, too hot
Burnin' like a candle, woman
You're too hot, too hot
Burnin' like a candle, woman
You're too hot, too hot to hold
Track Name: Family Tree (live)
Oh when I get blue
it sure gets real bad
And I mourn the loss
of what I never had
So does my mama
and so does my dad
'Cause we're three of us born
the species of sad

Then there's my girl
she's of a different breed
'Cause I take what I'm given
and she takes what she needs
Then there's my lady
she's of a different kind
'Cause I take what's left
when she leaves it behind
Track Name: One Small Thing (live)
I'll give you something to believe
then you can wash your hands of me
Take the first step and fall back down
Write it all out and run around with me (please)
I think I know, I think you know
So everyone knows and no one dares to speak

One small thing
Take the will you bring
Take the long way home
Leave it well alone

I haven't been the perfect man
play my mistakes with a back-up brass band
If I'm the charge of want and waste
you be the one with the untied shoelace
You be the one grown in the ground
with a tin can heart and a box of sound and

One small thing
Take the will you bring
Take the long way
and leave it alone alone alone alone
alone alone alone alone

I'll give you something to believe
then you can wash your hands of me
Track Name: Amends (live)
I left New York City on a cold December day
holed up way back somewhere in the woods
I was looking for a savior to do this boy a favor
and I tried everyone and thing I could

But I learned early on that it doesn’t take too long
to meet up with your demons face to face
And you can try to run anywhere under the sun
But they’ll meet you there in every hiding place
I gotta find my grace

All the wise ones told me that life is always lonely
and you gotta love yourself before the rest
And it’s been a long time coming
for this sorry singer’s strumming
to finally figure out it’s for the best

'Cause I learned way too late
just what I had at stake
And what I lost and never can regain
'Cause love’s most disenchanted
when you’re taking it for granted
and a scar like that don’t ever fade away
Need a new way to pray

If you see my old baby, won’t you tell her I said hi
and I regret our hapless circumstance
And tell her I am sorry for I could not make it right
even with a seventh second chance

And if you see her kiss her
and tell her how much I miss her
and I can’t wait to see her face again
But right now I need the comfort
of the great wide open road
until this awful nightmare finally ends
I gotta make amends
Track Name: Send Me To the 'lectric Chair (live)
Judge your honor, hear my plea
Before you open up your court
But I don't want no sympathy
'Cause I done cut my good man's throat
I caught him whith a trifling Jane
I warned him 'bout before
I had my knife and went insane
And the rest you oughtta know

Judge, judge, please mister judge,
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge,
Help me go away from here
I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below
I done killed my man
I wanna reap just what I sow
So judge, judge, lordy lordy judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair

Judge, judge, hear me judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge,
I loved him so dear
I cut him with my barlow
I kicked him in the side
I stood here laughing over him
While he wallowed 'round and died
Oh judge, judge, lordy judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair

Judge, judge, sweet mister judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge, judge, good kind judge
Burn me 'cause I don't care
I don't want no bumbling man
To throw my bail
I don't want to spend no
Ninety years in jail
So judge, judge, good kind judge
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Track Name: Home (live)
Oh this man, this man, this man of mine
He's got more nickels than he's got dimes
So we climb aboard the ferris wheel
and spin until our wounds are healed
He found me out in Bakersfield
Drunk and asleep behind the wheel
While somewhere the trees just sit and wait
and curse your name as you hesitate

Oh mister, mister, mister grouch
has an angry crooked sort of mouth
He eats and sleeps and guards the gate
Puts breakfast on his dinner plates
And hates the way I wear my hair
and he beats me up but I don't care
He loves me when I look my best
and turns away when I undress

My limbs won't move without the grease
like I need you to rescue these
little eggs I've left behind
Like I'd give you up to make you mine
Oh this man, this man, this man of mine
He's got more nickels than he's got dimes
So we climb aboard the ferris wheel
and spin until our wounds are healed