Ernie's Basement Series

by Ben Bailey

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Recordings from my time living as a grad student in my brother's basement.

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released February 14, 2012

Tyler Coles - Help with recording
Ernie and Lana Bailey - letting me live in the basement.

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Ben Bailey Music Provo, Utah

In the footsteps of my older brother Sam, I picked up the guitar at age 13 to start writing songs. I started in a ska band called Six Foot Midgets, although lets be honest we never could get a horn's section, but then realized I needed the vibrations of an acoustic to resonate my innereds. I have been trying to be honest to those deeper struggles ever since. Thought provoking and heart felt ... more

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Track Name: Ben Bailey - Mother's Love
My Mom

Sometimes my mama calls me the music man
Little bit of her love and I think I can
Calm the beast, sing it to sleep

Mama’s got a voice as soft as wheat
Gold as the sunlight tickling God’s feet
She don’t know, how she glows

Cause’ there ain’t nothing sweeter than a mother’s love
From a man on earth or in the skies up above
You can sing alleluia all you want
But I’ve only met one angel and that’s my mom

Fingertip of ginger for a tummy ache
A fresh aloe leaf cools the burning bake
But your touch, takes the pain

There were Eskimo kisses, and Chinese back rubs
There was the divorced neighbor that needed a hug
Lessons learned, that I didn’t earn

Cause’ there ain’t nothing sweeter than a mother’s love
From a man on earth or in the skies up above
You can sing alleluia all you want
But I believe in heaven met because I’ve met my mom

Well someday I’ll be staring at the underground
Watching dandelions springing yellow crowns
Promising, you’re here with me

And when I wake with worries in the middle of dreams
About the couple next door without means
I’ll be at peace, and follow your lead

Cause’ there ain’t nothing sweeter than a mother’s love
From a man on earth or in the skies up above
You can sing alleluia all you want
But I’ve only met one angel and that’s my mom

Sometimes my mama calls me the music man
Little bit of her love and I think I can
Calm the beast, sing it to sleep
Track Name: Ben Bailey - Young Man
Well I’m a young young man just trying to understand
How all these hypocrites think so many are damned
I can’t claim to know the mind of God,
but your religion alone can’t save your soul
Still with your bible in hand you cut so many off
Mistaking your bigotry as some saving grace
You make me want to sing out-

Lord Lord Lord, won’t you come and save us
Lord Lord Lord, they’re taking your name in vain
Lord Lord Lord, won’t you come to save us
Lord Lord Lord, It just feels so insane

I’m just a young young man just trying to understand
This war supporting philosophy where bodies line the street
When these suit coats applaud and cheer the executioner
Well it seems we’ve lost the war of the prince of peace
You kick the unfortunate to street curb or the pen
Writing out your will to a material God
You make me want sing out-

Lord Lord Lord, won’t you come and save us
Lord Lord Lord, they’re taking your name in vain
Lord Lord Lord, won’t you come to save us
Lord Lord Lord, It just feels so insane
Track Name: Ben Bailey - Operator
What was I thinking? What am I thinking now?
What, somehow I could find my own way?
My hair is dripping, my body’s going numb,
sitting in this telephone phone booth with nothing more left to say
Operator can you help me? It seems I have lost my way
Maybe you could send a taxi, to get me out of this place
Feels like I’m dreaming, what good has dreaming done?
When this has become my reality
My stomach’s burning, my head is pound in,
and sky is blacked out another day.
Operator can you help me? It seems I have lost my way
I need to find a taxi, to get me out of this place

Hey it seem that people see just what they want to see
You see your projection you don’t see me
Wake every morning with your best James Dean
Or Marilyn Monroe, you choose your tragedy like
cheerios or another morning routine
got to shine those shoes, make sure they look pristine
greet the day and expect some new truth
Operator can you help me? It seems I’ve lost my way
Dr. Phil can you help me? We could reason my mistakes
Oprah can you help me? With the next health craze
Mr President you could lend a hand, by pulling jobs from outer space
Sweet Jesus can you help me? I fear I’m losing faith
Track Name: Ben Bailey - Hope
Golden sunshine give me hope, I'll find a place to call my own
And I'm not far from there
so give me hope and with two we'll call it home
Won't you join me there

Cause baby I'm not that far.

Second glances, they give me hope, that one day you'll call me your own
And I'm not far from there
So give me hope, that in my arms you'll find a home
won't you join me there

the amber inside you, is swirling around me
just close your eyes and I'm dancing inside you

So give me hope that one day we'll be one
Because baby I'm not that far