Clap When I Clap

by Hunter Gardner

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Upperclass lowlifes light their cigarettes too soon Staying up past midnight, sleeping in all afternoon Kids love pretending, imitating T.V. screens Half wasted from stolen drinks and the nicotine Those upperclass lowlifes, don’t they think they know everything And they clap for all the wrong things Like a pianist hitting all the right keys Ignoring stop signs, burning gasoline Upperclass lowlifes, don’t drop out of high school From parent expectations Quietly they break the rules College degree, then you get your wedding ring Upperclass lowlifes Get pregnant, start a family Whoa, she loves summer rain Oh, it’s her excuse to sit inside and drink Yeah, you’re just a… Upperclass lowlifes, light their cigarettes too soon.
If you don’t have a heart, it can’t be broken No more time, wasted on hoping for someone else When it’s just yourself And you can’t miss out if there’s nothing to go to Spend my time locked up in a bedroom Please don’t help, I'm better by myself Oh my God, please have mercy Got into a car, wound up on a highway Oh no, Lord I’ll be crashing soon Headed out, downtown on a subway Oh no, no, dragging a suitcase Whoa, no, I got the shut-in blues Got the curse of Carolina in my bloodstream Stick around, you'll see what I mean Get obsessed, but you could probably guess Breakdown, get out I’m buried underground Oh my God, I’m stuck in one place Gas in my car got’a find me a highway Oh no, no, I’m howling at the moon Here I am downtown on Sunday Oh no, no feelin’ unholy Whoa, no, no I guess I’ll see you soon
Hard times ain’t hard times with you I kissed you in a photo booth You stole my heart, so I took your name We moved into a bigger place Picked our favorite colors and painted rooms Hard times just ain’t hard with you Well hard times ain’t hard times with you You can dance and I can, too It’s just you, me, the Lord above Our baby bathing in the tub Proving you can make three from two And hard times just ain’t hard with you Well I just don’t know what to do Got mysteries, ain’t got no clues Your momma crazy as a bat Your daddy is a democrat But they’ll both be dead before too soon And hard times just ain’t hard with you Promise me that you’ll be true You won’t ever leave me sad and blue The thought of it makes me scared I’d follow you down anywhere Hard times would be so damn hard without you And hard times just ain’t hard with you Hard times just ain’t hard with you
Selfish Man 03:34
I was born a selfish man Told everything was mine Cause all I need is all you have But that won’t change my mind I’ll crash my car to wake you up In the middle of our drive But I’ll pull over, check your wrist, girl To make sure that you’re alive-- Just clap when I clap Sing what I sing Believe in the things I believe But don’t smoke if I smoke Curtsey when I bow I need you right here, right now You can’t love me for the words I couldn't say, and wouldn’t mean Though you begged me to, my girl We got things between you and me, maybe keep them under the covers We got things between you and me, baby, and the good Lord above us Yes we do, darling...
Low 03:43
Be squeezin’ coins From the cushions in my car Drinkin’ Jim Beam From a Mason jar Too drunk for two In the afternoon Walking down the street Broke that Mason jar in two And threw all my pennies down, just to watch ‘em roll around You can tell me to be happy now How? I will, bring you down Keeping secrets At your grandma’s house Like the time we got stoned And made out on her couch We were too messed up Looking back on it now But you and me makes two Then you counted me out You can tell me to be happy now How? I will, bring you Down, and drown you in Everything that we once swam in
Well it started in Raleigh, in a room full of thieves Had eyes like magicians, tricks up their sleeves Their cocaine addictions nearly drove them insane They got lost in the dark on a hot train (x2) Bought me a ticket to get out of there Got some angels in Heaven, thank God they’re up there Cause the Devil had conned me into his ways I got lost in the dark on a hot train (x2) On a hot train that takes me far away From the things I should remember Things I shouldn’t change Now I’m lost, lost, lost On a hot train Told the conductor you got to let me off here There's some people who love me, taught me to steer See you don’t need no locomotive to drive you away Yes I hope you understand these words I am saying If you ever get lost on a hot train…


Clap When I Clap is a handpicked collection of songs, written between 2007 and 2013. Within are stories of love, learning and missed cues. Best enjoyed somewhere slightly south of sober.

They were recorded at BNB Audio Production from May 2013 to July 2014.

Special thanks to Kasey Poliachik, Nicolette Ash, and Cole Kratzer for lending their incredible talents to the project. Thanks to Laura Brentnell (who heard literally every minute revision to every song along the way and still somehow provided helpful feedback), Dan Genung, and everyone else who helped us out with these songs.


released August 26, 2014

Produced, Mixed, and Engineered by Brett Scott at BNB Audio Production

Mastered by Bill Henderson

Hunter Gardner - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Kasey Poliachik - Vocals (1-5)
Brett Scott - Electric Guitar (1, 5), Lead Guitar (3. 5), Slide Guitar (1, 2, 4), Mandolin (2, 4), Piano (1, 2, 5), Harmonica (3), Bass, Drums, Percussion
Nicolette Ash - Piano (4)
Cole Kratzer - Piano (2)


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