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Cornerstone Presents Schwig and the Beat Supply
“It’s the Garden State, Baby!”
Andrew
“Schwig” Schweighardt
Chris
Hendricks
Dave
Minnichelli
Track
listing:
1.
I’m So Glad
2.
South Pacific Blues
3.
Hoochie Mama
4.
Postcards
5.
Faith
6.
When Mankind Evolves
7.
The Song you’re About to Hear
8.
Supersize This!
9.
Twinkle
10.
Carwash Drunks
11.
I try
12.
Save us from the Mushroom Cloud
13.
Thanks (dub)
14.
South Pacific Blues (Gansta Rap remix)
All
songs written by Cornerstone,
except
I’m So Glad, which contains a traditional Nigerian folk hymn.
Produced,
mixed, and recorded by Chris Hendricks at $teeze Krew $tudios.
Photography
by Amy Hendricks. Illustrations by Schwig. Design
and layout by Chris Hendricks and Schwig.
Cornerstone
uses Yamaha mixers, Canon camcorders/cameras, Shure mics, Samson mics, Tascam recorders, Schecter guitars, Washburn guitars,
Ibanez basses, Yamaha synthesizers, Mogami cables, Crate amps, Boss effect modeling, Sonic Foundry production programs, Sovereign
banjoes, Remo heads, Zildjian cymbals, and Tama drums.
This
album was recorded on a budget of zero dollars.
Very
few people were harmed during the recording of this album, however, during production work, we lost a good portion of the
seventh regiment.
Thanks
to all who made this album possible, because without you, it wouldn’t have been possible.
I’m
So Glad
Schwig:
Vocals, Beat-boxing
Chris:
Vocals, Synth beats, acoustic guitars, electric guitars, organ, steel drum
Dave:
Bass, Vocals
Lyrics:
Ikechuku*,
my brother, I’m so glad trouble don’t last
I
got a bright future ‘cause I’m right on track, and
Its
been hard, but I’m hardly trying
So
many opportunities that I’ve been denying myself
A
fear of failure or just a fear of dying it’s a complicated matter that needs some revising, so
When
in doubt just remember one thing
Rejoice
with the words I’m about to sing
I’m
so glad trouble don’t last
Trouble
don’t last always, yeah
One
words, its spin, the times we living in
Lime
light on fist fights and human relation
The
human race debasing the faces of other peoples and places
Congratulations,
you won the grand prize
‘Cause
in His eyes, there ain’t no one He despises
So
no matter the trouble, it won’t be your demise
I
can’t wax poetic like a Shakespearean bard
But
I tell you, stay in the positive when times get hard
The
governments lying, our children are dying
Crying
when they hear the sirens firing near their dire living environments
It’s
amazing, how, with our cerebellums swelling we still thinking like felons whose melons
Can’t
seem to get around the fact films like Crash
Still
drive apart whites and blacks
Fueling
race driven attacks to collapse social structures
With
brothers under covers with others mothers
These
endeavors aren’t clever; they just sever our ties with one another
I’m
so glad trouble don’t last
Trouble
don’t last always, yeah
[*Ikechuku is the person who taught Schwig the original I’m So Glad hymn]
South
Pacific Blues
Schwig:
Vocals, Drums
Chris:
Acoustic guitars, Electric guitars, bass, piano, organ, BGV’s
Additional
instrumentalists:
Tim
Peacock: Trumpet
Lyrics:
Call
me schwig for short,
‘Cause
my last name's too long,
No
shoes on my feet and got my sun screen on,
Walking
down the street rocks stick to my feet,
Step
into the shade if you can't stand the heat,
I
like the thick tan ladies with the skimpy bikini,
Drinking
root beer floats and eating’ cocktail weenies,
I'm
as cool as clam chilling in the coral reef
If
you ain’t got no woman than you ain’t got no beef
A
mermaid swam to the surface
She
looked all out of breath
Her
dorsal fin was bruised
She
had the south pacific blues
She
was a wreck
Sit
back relax
Your
gills
Look
to the sky
Won’t
you dry your weeping eye
Before
I get the south pacific blues.
Well
it's just like this,
Where
do I begin?
It’s
a funky fresh tingle that I'm feeling within my mouth,
I
let it out, all for you,
No
reason to pout, you’re way too rude,
The
sun is warm and the pavements hot
The
crowd is too loud so someone called the cops
Code
red, code yellow, calling all codes,
Reduce
the stress so you lighten your load
One
love, one heart, one soul, and one mind
One
mic, that's right, we all are on time,
Are
you down with Cornerstone?
I
know you’re down with Cornerstone
A
mermaid swam to the surface
She
looked all out of breath
Her
dorsal fin was bruised
She
had the south pacific blues
She
was a wreck
Sit
back relax
Your
gills
Look
to the sky
Won’t
you dry your weeping eye
Before
I get the south pacific blues.
Hoochie
Mama
Schwig:
Vocals, car door, car locks, acoustic guitar, fly zipper, djembe
Chris:
Acoustic guitars, bass, banjo, washing machine, balloons, BGV’s
Dave:
Drums, BGV’s
Lyrics:
So
I went down town just the other day
And
I saw this little girl because she came my way
I
said hey lil mama wont you come with me
Cause
I'm the S-C-H-W-I-G
Well
she gave me a smile and I gave her grin
We
went back to my car and we both hopped in
She
lit up my face like the rising Sun
I
got 99 problems Hoochie Mama you're one
You’re
a Hoochie Mama, don’t cha know
You
cause a lot of drama, don’t cha know
You’re
a Hoochie Mama, don’t cha know
You
cause a lot of drama, don’t cha know
I
got my sunscreen on because she's super hot
I
got my car in park ‘cause it’s gonna rock
I
got my mind in the gutter, but hey, I don’t mind
Hello
Hoochie Mama hit me one last time
You’re
a Hoochie Mama, don’t cha know
You
cause a lot of drama, don’t cha know
You’re
a Hoochie Mama, don’t cha know
You
cause a lot of drama, don’t cha know
Postcards
Dave:
Vocals, Acoustic guitar
Lyrics:
What
would you do if I wrote down in words,
All
the things I have shown you, all the things I have heard
All
the places we’ve seen, all the places we went
All
the thoughts I have told you, all the postcards you sent
You
would read it aloud
Then
you’d smile for a while
Then
you’d look at me funny
I’d
just say it’s my style
Because
the days that gone by, all the days that we missed
All
the thoughts can come back, with just one little kiss
And
it’ll take us right back
To
times of dancing and that grungy white hat
I
catch you thinking that your body is too fat
But
you know I don’t think the same things that you do
You
know I might even call you skinny, too
We’d
waste our days and the nighttimes I’ll be with you
Oh
Lord, please, just give us something more to do
And
then I’d write you a poem
It’ll
soon be a song
With
the words made of gold, I might sing it all wrong
But
then I’d look in your eyes, and I’d know it is true
That
I am the luckiest guy when I am with you
This
song’s about how perfect you really are
You
can’t get all that beauty from a jar
The
words of this song are written in the stars
Yeah,
you’re so perfect, so perfect, as you are.
Faith
Schwig:
Vocals
Chris:
Synth beats, bass, organ, piano, electric guitars, BGV’s
Dave:
acoustic guitar
Lyrics:
Cool
myself down cause I’m so up tight
My
mind's a merry go round and nothing seems quite right
Complications
arise from every corner I turn
Being
handed with the burdens that I didn't deserve
You
ask yourself why it's so damn tough
News
flash to yourself that this life is rough
Whatever
comes your way don't keep ducking
Keep
your eyes on the prize and keep on trucking
Put
your faith in the Lord
And
he'll put faith in you
Now
understand me man, I’m gonna give it to you straight
Now
hush up your mouth, won't recapitulate
Your
fate is determined by the actions you choose
It’s
hard to debate because I hate to have to lose
Everything
for nothing
Busting
rhymes by the billion
Concentrate
imitate desecrate all the buildings
Never
can complain with lord
Just
myself
Do
what I can and I put it on the shelf
Put
your faith in the Lord
And
he'll put faith in you
Put
your faith in the Lord
Because
I know it’s true
When
Mankind Evolves
Schwig:
Vocals, Drums, acoustic guitar
Chris:
Acoustic guitar, electric guitar, piano, vocals
Dave:
Bass
Additional
instrumentalists:
Sam
Kelsey: Vocals
Lyrics:
When
mankind evolves, he’ll be born without his sight
So
that man can’t tell the difference between who is black and white
We’ll
work our own jobs and we’ll drive our own cars
And
we’ll do as we please because our lives are in charge
And
we’ll
Live
together
You
and me
Down
by the ocean
Or
wherever we please
And
it might take some time, but why don’t you take a look?
The
only mention of war will be found straight in our history books
And
we’ll sing our own songs, and we’ll praise our own Gods
And
we’ll do as we please because we’ll all get along
And
we’ll
Live
together
You
and me
Down
by the ocean
Or
wherever we please
Yo,
listen up, its your man Schwig Nasty
With
Beat Supply, can you tell I ain’t happy?
With
mankind and its lack of compassion
The
world’s a freak show and we’re the main attraction
Reaction,
man has always had a cause
You’re
livin life too fast, you better put it on pause
That’s
a nasty ass cut, I’m a get you some gauze
I
hate politics and ridiculous laws
Like
21 to drink, but 18 to kill
I’ve
entered the Matrix, and I took the green pill
The
truth is hard but should never be ignored
It
starts with a dream, and nothing less, nothing more
War,
ah, such a childish game
Can’t
we just shake hands and call it a day?
No
way, uh-uh, No one wants to resolve
And
its exactly why mankind don’t evolve
The
Song you’re About to Hear
Schwig:
Drums
Chris:
Electric guitar, bass, dulcimer, organ
Dave: Vocals, acoustic guitar
Lyrics:
I
woke up this morning
Feeling
down
I
woke up this morning
On
the ground
And
then you came to me
And
then you came to me
Come
over to get you
You
were outside
You
didn’t see me
I
wanted to hide
Then
she came for me
And
then she came for me
I
want you to stay a while
I’ll
never forget your smile
Won’t
you just stay a while?
I
guess it’s just not your style
It’s
not like I left you
I
had no choice
It’s
not like you wanted me anymore
You
never came for me
You
never came for me
And
then I saw you
I
caught your eye
It’s
like you remembered
But
tried to hide
You’ll
never come for me
You’ll
never come for me
I
want you to stay a while
I’ll
never forget your smile
Won’t
you just stay a while?
I
guess it’s just not your style
This
is the song you’re about to hear
I’m
sorry I couldn’t be more clear
First
time I saw you, you brought tears to my eyes
Last
time I saw you, you did the same thing, but they were tears of a different kind
Supersize
This!
Schwig:
Vocals
Chris:
Electric guitar, bass, synth beats, keyboards
Lyrics:
Driving
a clunker with them big old fins
This
is how our story begins
Running
over trashcans and all of your kin
I’m
talking ‘bout senior citizens!
Cadillac
’68, dice in the mirror
76
years old, still sucking down “lite” beer
Out
on the road, watch out behind
There’s
another one driving on the yellow lines!
Supersize
This!
(Supersize
That!
Supersize
This!
Now
whatchu think ‘bout ‘at?)
They
come without warning, no signals, no flags.
Pulling
up next to you sporting handicapped tags.
The
kids are in danger, the dogs and cats too.
This
street, that street, and all your avenues
Knocking
down cones and barricades too,
Just
watch your back, because they won’t watch you
From
crosswalks, to intersections, to parking lot malls,
Safety's
on hold til' they mandate new laws.
With
denture distraction, fall rock walls,
Put
a stop to this, we must rest it all.
Supersize
This!
(Supersize
That!
Supersize
This!
Now
whatchu think ‘bout ‘at?)
You’d
think with not much left in their life
They’d
drive at high speeds without any strife
To
get to places in their limited time
And
to yell at us kids for bustin’ out rhymes
Now
I don’t mean to complain, and don’t need to be rude
But
these old folks keep cruisin’ on through
Their
big old boats, they got lots of power
And
they coming for you, upwards of 5 miles per hour!
Supersize
This!
(Supersize
That!
Supersize
This!
Now
whatchu think ‘bout ‘at?)
(Would
you like to supersize that? Alright, next window!)
Twinkle
Schwig:
Drums
Chris:
Bass, Piano, Accordion
Dave:
Vocals, Acoustic guitar
Lyrics:
The
road is a short one, but its so hard to follow
But
you know it’s the right one, even with all that sorrow
The
sugar’s not sweet, until you’ve tasted the sour
And
the day isn’t sunny, until after the showers
And
in the end you know, you’ve found the one
She’s
the girl that always makes you come undone
It’s
the twinkle in her eye
That
lets me forget about the starry skies
It’s
the love that’s in her voice
That
lets me forget about all the noise
It’s
the twinkle in her eye
That
lets me forget about the starry skies
It’s
the love that’s in her voice
That
lets me forget about all the noise
We
don’t need all that money
All
those ugly fancy clothes
All
you need are the right ones
So
you don’t get cold
And
the things come first
Are
what you really need
Everything
that comes extra
Only
produces greed
And
in the end you know, you’ve found the one
She’s
the girl that always makes you come undone
It’s
the twinkle in her eye
That
lets me forget about the starry skies
It’s
the love that’s in her voice
That
lets me forget about all the noise
It’s
the twinkle in her eye
That
lets me forget about the starry skies
It’s
the love that’s in her voice
That
lets me forget about all the noise
Carwash
Drunks
Schwig:
Vocals
Chris:
Electric guitar, bass, banjo
Additional
Instrumentalists:
Tim
Peacock: Trumpet
Matt
Hunold: Trombone
Lyrics:
Ok, we’re recording
Oh yes, oh yeah
Turn the music up a little more please, ok?
Ha ha, yeah
Why
do you look so sad?
Have
you nobody?
You’re
lying around in this ghetto Jersey town
Washing
cars just for some money
When
you gonna live your life
The
way that you wanted to do?
Or
have you sunk so low,
You
just don’t see the light no more?
Gwan!
At
a carwash up in Irvington
Lived
a man by the name of George
As
a poor black man he lived his life
Stealing
things he couldn’t afford
He
kept his crates of booze
In
a stolen shopping cart
What
he had he held so dear
Cause
all he had was his heart
My
grandpa owned that carwash
And
I was only nine
George
was drunk as hell
I
didn’t know it at the time
He
told a far fetched tale
And
I believed every word
My
grandpa closed my ears
And
then he called the man absurd
George
Hammy, don’t drink your life away
There
will be, there will be, a brighter day
Why
do you live your life through a haze?
George
all you got to know is, there’s a better way
Now
it was getting late
The
streets were growing cold
George,
he took his shopping cart
And
down the streets he strolled
My
grandfather, has said to me
Do
not become that man
Because
Andrew when you’re older, then you will understand
My
Grandfather once said
George
made a call one night
In
a drunken stupor
Threatened
his life with a knife
George
said watch your back
And
then he hung up the phone
It’s
hard to keep on living
When
you’re living all alone
George
Hammy, don’t drink your life away
There
will be, there will be, a brighter day
Why
you gotta live your life living through a haze?
Oh,
George, there will be a brighter day
This
I know
Lord, I know, I, I know there will
Just believe now, George
You gotta pick yourself up from off the ground
Dust yourself off, and realize, man, that this ain’t how you should be living your
life
Brush your shoulders off
And
so the carwash drunks
Just
drank their lives away
It’s
hard to keep on living
When
you’re living in a haze
I
Try
Schwig:
Guitar, vocals
Chris:
Bass, guitar, doumbek, djembe, bongos, sleigh bells
Try,
try, try, and you will see
It’s
really not hard when you believe
You
gotta try try try try and you will se
It’s
really not hard when you believe
I
fell asleep last night with my TV on
Woke
up the next morning at the crack of dawn
And
I don’t know why you do this to me
Falling
in love ain’t no cup of tea
But
I tried tried tried tried and what did I see
I
saw a group of friends who all brought out the best in me
We’re
missing one, but she’s still in our hearts
Until
the day from this earth we depart
I
got a couple of good friends
We
love to drink, laugh, and play
College
is coming soon, so we’ll all be on our way
But
then when the summer comes
We’ll
all be as one
Living,
loving, screaming, cussing, dancing in the sun
And
I tried tried tried tried
I
saw a group of friends who all brought out the best in me
We’re
missing one, but she’s still in our hearts
Until
the day from this earth we depart
Until
the day from this earth we depart
Until
the day from this earth we depart
Save
us from the Mushroom Cloud
Schwig:
Drums
Chris:
Electric guitars, synthesizers, bass, piano, dulcimer, drums, synth beat, classical guitar, BGV’s
Dave:
Vocals, acoustic guitar
Additional
instrumentalists:
Peter
Griese: Trumpet
Lyrics:
I
should’ve become a watchmaker
That
is what he said
In
the times that we are living
It’s
what we’ve all come to dread
In
the modern art of war
He
loses who backs out first
But
in my mind, he’s the winner
He
saved human lives from human thirsts
End
your troubles in peace, before it hits the ground
Try
to save our world from
From
the Mushroom Cloud
Don’t
believe those lies like war is peace
Only
death is who you’ll please
And
the conflict that we’re all in now
Bring
them home from overseas
He
tried to let us know
Not
to follow down that road
He
knew he’d created the devil
It’s
a burden he couldn’t hold
End
your troubles in peace, before it hits the ground
Try
to save our world from
From
the Mushroom Cloud
Its
not you you’ll be affecting
Only
generations to come
Mushroom
clouds encasing our cities
It’s
a war that won’t be won
Thanks (dub)
Schwig:
Drums, Vocals
Chris:
Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Additional
instrumentalists:
Peter
Griese: Trumpet
South
Pacific Blues (Gangsta Rap Remix)
Chris:
Vocals, Synths, and beats
Schwig:
Vocals
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