Muhaw Lyrics & Discography

DISCOGRAPHY
SWITCHER ( 2008 Release )

1

Goddess Adonis

2

Chemical Imballance

3

Crazy Year

4

Fourth Of July

5

Sending Signals

6

Couldn't Save Her

7

First Train To Tennessee

8

Skeletal Shakedown

9

A Stupor Down At The Crossroads

10

Sexy Sarah

11

A Story Of A Stealer

12

Low
FuSe VoX ( 2009 Release )

1

Our Wheels Are Not Simple

2

When The Roof Caves In

3

Park City Shakedown

4

FuSe VoX

5

Sensimilla

6

Graffiti Wall

7

Awake ( Calling Your Name )

8

Rainbows And Blue Skies

9

Pull Your Head Out Of Your Ass

10

I'm A Grizzley Bear

 

LYRICS


FUSE VOX



Our Wheels Are Not Simple

  • Ah
    Rollin on these wheels
    I’m going to take it slow
    Gonna to take a ride
    Gonna make it rhyme
    Let it rhyme
    Yeah let it rhyme
    Our wheels are not simple
    Oh no
    The Lord will ring
    With echoes’
    Ring on
    Be one with the sprit
    Be one with the bride
    Come on let that freedom in
    Come on let it rhyme
    Let it rhyme
    Yeah let it rhyme
    Our wheels are not simple
    Oh no
    The Lord will ring
    With echoes’
    Ring on
    Yeah!
    Let it rhyme
    Let it rhyme
    Yeah let it rhyme
    These wheels are not simple
    Oh no
    The Lord will ring
    With echoes’
    Our wheels are not simple
    Oh no
    The Lord will ring
    With echoes’
    Ring on and on
    Ring on and on
    Ring on and on
    Our wheels are not simple oh no
    Ring on
    And on
    Ring on
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

When The Roof Caves In

  • She never carried no knife
    She never carried no whiskey
    She always spoke to me in words
    So tasty tasty
    Till the roof came down
    And her words of wisdom
    Miss marked me
    I'll drink the Mash or Gin
    When the roof caves in
    When the roof caves in
    The roof will come down
    Yeah that's how
    It all goes yeah
    I once carried a knife
    I once carried a gun
    I didn’t hurt no one
    I just minded my own
    Until the roof came down
    And her words of wisdom
    Miss marked me
    I'll drink the Mash or Gin
    When the roof caves in
    When the roof caves in
    The roof will come down
    Yeah that's how
    It all goes yeah
    Tumbling down
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Park City Shakedown

  • Hey Glenny
    With a rifle
    Your all strung out
    From alcohol
    Hey Glenny
    Don’t shoot Dad’s rifle
    The old has gone
    The new has come
    Hey Glenny
    In old town
    Park City
    Here comes a shakedown
    Shakedown
    The booze has got me
    All strung out
    Park City shakedown
    Hey Glenny
    Here come the charges
    Disorderly conduct
    Drug paraphernalia
    A loaded firearm
    Packing one round
    Thanks Lt. Kirk
    For not telling the press
    Hey Judge Saddler
    I’m not a psychopathic killer
    No
    I’m just clean and sober
    Shakedown
    Serotonin gone
    Jesus saved me
    Park City shake down
    And I was gone
    On manic depression
    Hey that’s not a crime
    Shakedown
    The booze has got me
    All strung out
    Park City shakedown
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Fuse Vox

  • Hurry come on Jesus
    Come on make it quick
    Quicken your stompin
    I'm a shortened fuse
    LORD I know
    I'm no lucky guy
    Get on my knees
    Prayin for a sugar pie
    Wow l'm a time bomb tickin
    Wow I'm a shortened fuse
    Wow l'm a time bomb tickin
    Quicken your stompin
    I'm a shortened fuse
    It seems I pray
    Every night and day
    Hurry come on Jesus
    Come on make it quick
    Good things happen
    To those who wait
    With you my Lord
    I'm no lonely guy
    Wow l'm a time bomb tickin
    Wow I'm a shortened fuse
    Wow l'm a time bomb tickin
    Quicken your stompin
    I'm a shortened fuse
    In the midnight hour
    Here come the blues
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Sensimilla

  • Stoned it always goes
    Looking for some peace
    It’s funny how it is
    They say their minds at ease
    You been waiting for an hour
    Now it’s almost half past that
    You can’t wait another fifteen
    Minutes far too long
    Sensimilla, Sensimilla
    Losing track of time
    Scrounging for the change
    Sensimilla, Sensimilla
    Looking for your mind
    Looking for the keys
    Oh! Sensimilla
    Where I come from home
    The good book always said
    Don’t let the sun
    Go down on your
    Anger not too long
    Now I know with Sensimilla
    She tricks the track of time
    Your looking for some answers?
    I must be moving on
    Sensimilla, Sensimilla
    Losing track of time
    Scrounging for the change
    Sensimilla, Sensimilla
    Looking for your mind
    Looking for the keys
    Oh! Sensimilla
    Why you wondering?
    Why you pondering?
    Is the reaper my friend
    Reeling you slowly in?
    Oh! Sensimilla
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Graffiti Wall

  • I’m talking to a wall
    Code UFO
    Has hit the wall
    What kind of man
    Came stumbling along?
    Go on spray paint
    On your own wall
    Then I’m singing to myself
    Oh lonely wall
    Who sprayed disgrace
    On your face?
    Ah no choice at all
    Has now become graffiti wall
    Ah graffiti wall
    Ah no choice at all
    Like a knife in the back
    By someone?
    Who's has fled you wall
    I’m talking about
    Graffiti wall
    Someone defaced
    You pretty wall
    Then I’m singing to myself
    Oh lonely wall
    Who sprayed disgrace
    On your face?
    Ah no choice at all
    Has now become graffiti wall
    Ah graffiti wall
    Ah no choice at all
    Graffiti wall
    Walking bye
    Graffiti wall
    She’s got
    Nothing to sing
    You took the words
    Right out of my mouth
    I can only sing
    For you wall
    Then I’m
    Singing to myself
    Oh lonely wall
    Who sprayed
    Disgrace on your face
    Ah no choice at all
    Has now become
    Graffiti wall
    Ah graffiti wall
    Ah no choice at all
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Awake ( Calling Your Name )

  • I
    Wait for you LORD
    Incline
    To hear my cry
    Out of
    The miry clay
    I’m calling
    Your name
    I’m calling
    Your name
    I am
    This clay You see
    Shape me
    With Your hands
    Beacon
    Victory
    I’m calling
    Your name
    I’m calling
    Your name
    Awake!
    I’m calling
    Your name
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Rainbows And Blue Skies

  • I
    Gonna chase
    Blue skies
    No rainbows
    Just blue skies
    Ah! Ah-Oh Wee!
    Now that the word
    Has come out
    Of the closet
    Oh! she’s Joey
    If Suzie says I am
    Gonna chase after rainbows
    Ah! I’m Bobby
    Rainbow’s and blue skies
    I’ll chase after blue skies
    You gonna chase after rainbows?
    I’d rather chase after blue skies
    Ah! Oh! Wee!
    If Sam says I am
    Gonna chase after rainbows
    Oh! Oh Wee!
    Gonna gather around and rally
    Gonna protest the church
    Ah! Oh! Wee!
    Rainbow’s and blue skies
    I’ll chase after blue skies
    You gonna chase after rainbows?
    I’d rather chase after blue skies
    Ah!-Oh!-Wee!
    ( you gather round and rally )
    ( you protest the church )
    Ah! Oh-Wee!
    ( Why did our maker )
    ( Create Adam and Eve?)
    Ah!-Oh!-Wee!
    ( Go on go on )
    ( now multiply )
    ( multiply )
    Rainbow’s and blue skies
    I’ll chase after blue skies
    You gonna chase after rainbows?
    I’d rather chase after blue skies
    Ah! Oh! Wee!
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Pull Your Head Out Of Your Ass

  • Falling into
    A distance
    Falling into
    A wicked trap
    LORD keep me away
    From the madness
    As the cold keeps
    Blowing it’s way
    You’re so cold
    You’re so lost
    To this
    Are you feeling
    A sh. sh. Shiver?
    You’re so cold
    You’re so lost
    To this
    Are you feeling
    A sh. sh. Shiver?
    Pull your head
    Out of your ass
    I pulled mine
    Out of my ass
    Pull your head
    Away from your ass
    I Pulled mine
    Out of my ass
    Lord guide me
    Through the journey
    Don’t tempt me
    To lay on my hands
    As the sun
    Keeps burning
    As the cold keeps
    Blowing this way
    You’re so cold
    Your so lost
    To this
    Are you feeling
    A sh. sh. Shiver?
    You’re so cold
    You’re so lost
    To this
    Are you feeling
    A sh. sh. Shiver?
    Pull your head
    Out of your ass
    I pulled mine
    Out of my ass
    Pull your head
    Away from your ass
    I Pulled mine
    Out of my ass
    Pull your head
    Out of
    Pull your head away
    Pull your head
    Out of
    Pull you head away
    Pull your head
    Out of your ass
    I pulled mine
    Out of my ass
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

I'm A Grizzly Bear

  • Ah Ah
    Errrrrrr.
    Ah Ah
    Errrrrrr
    Errrrrrr
    Eat you alive
    Ah Ah
    Errrrrrr.
    Ah Ah
    Errrrrrr
    Errrrrrr
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
    Oh
    Hey Yoggi
    What’s the matter Booboo?
    Oh
    Here comes
    Another Winnabago
    Oh
    I don’t like
    Your pepper spray
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
    Oh
    Hey Grizzly Adams
    You can't
    Trane me
    No
    Oh
    Hey you wadding
    In the peace-full stream
    Oh
    Look what
    I can do
    To a spawning Trout
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    I’m gonna
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
    Eat you alive
    Cuz I’m
    A Grizzly Bear
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved


SWITCHER



Goddess Adonis

  • Our sour thoughts
    Of our sweet la la bye
    Our kisses wet
    But our love run dry
    We froze like statues
    While time ticked on
    Our sentimental riddle
    Who will pour the tea
    For the talk time
    New love maker of
    Space age Goddess
    New love maker of
    Space age futurity
    New love
    In a space age
    She’s a Goddess Maker of
    In a space age
    He’s Adonis
    No sweet smelling flowers
    Or waging tales
    Good bye our kisses
    Our tea had run dry
    Fiddle her
    Fiddle my rhyme
    Mixed with our tears
    We settled for a mutual
    Quarantine
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

Crazy Year

  • Think about obsession
    Talk about love
    Taking it day by day
    When she don’t love
    Talk about lunacy
    To be deranged
    Chemical imbalance
    No notoriety
    Poor lost judgment
    No recognition
    No one to acknowledge
    Condemnation
    For my crazy year
    Inside my cell
    For my crazy year
    Talk about passion
    Talk about love
    Living it
    Day by day
    She resists you love
    There are signs
    Of violence
    Confronted by his presence
    No physical relation
    She shows no love
    For my crazy year
    Inside my cell
    For my crazy year
    One day
    I’ll face the gavel
    I will be sentenced
    Poor lost judgment
    No one to acknowledge
    For my crazy year
    Inside my cell
    For my crazy year
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

Fourth Of July

  • The pains
    A burden tonight
    On a sad
    Fourth Of July
    My independence mine
    Fire red white
    Into night
    Not beneath my feet
    Come God
    Grant me tonight
    No balls of blue
    In the eve
    Where are you
    Now my love?
    Your shifting
    Like the sand
    Not beneath my feet
    Not beneath my feet
    And as I lay
    My body prints
    In the sand
    Your four hundred miles
    Away from my body prints
    In the sand
    And your four hundred miles
    From a Fourth of July
    And your four hundred miles
    From a Fourth of July
    And your four
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

Sending Signals

  • Presley couldn’t lick it
    How his lights went out
    They wrote
    Oh no
    Bolshie done he blew it
    That overdose we heard
    Oh no
    Joplin couldn’t kick it
    How her shots
    Corroded her notes
    Oh no
    So light the flame
    Of sense in this time
    Don’t have an insane sense
    In this time
    Sending signals
    Hendrix with a quick fix
    Cobane with a shot gun
    Oh no
    Moon he tried to
    Shine the light
    Bonham could not drum
    For the march
    Sending signals
    Presley was a victim
    Bolshie done he blew it
    Don’t want to be this
    Don’t want to be that
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

Couldn't Save Her

  • Yeah
    I loved her
    But I couldn’t save her
    Yeah the rocking chair creeks
    Yeah the rocking chair creeks
    But I couldn’t save her
    Oh , oh
    My memory of sweet Marie
    Melting like margaritas
    Oh, oh my memory of Sweet Marie
    Yeah I loved her
    But I couldn't save her
    Yeah the rocking chair creeks
    Yeah the rocking chair creeks
    But I couldn’t save her
    Come on
    Sweet Marie
    Come on
    Sweet Marie
    Oh , oh
    My memory of sweet Marie
    Melting like margaritas
    Oh, oh my memory of Sweet Marie
    Yeah I loved her
    But I couldn't save her
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

First Train To Tennessee

  • Oh
    Silence in the air
    On a dust covered trail
    We laid down to rest
    Beside the river
    Full of life
    To think
    Of all the courage
    Under blue skies above
    We’re bound
    For our freedom
    Then we fight
    The chains of hate
    So roll away the hate
    Come cover her with white
    Never fading to blue
    Our fate will never die
    So roll out the red
    Under for which it stands
    Come roll out the red
    Then the white and the blue
    For this train ride
    On our first train to Tennessee
    We see our future
    Bright down the line
    On our first train to Tennessee
    Come roll out the red
    Then the white and the blue
    For this train ride
    So roll away the gun fight
    Come clever hands of grace
    Never fading away
    Our thoughts in future days
    Now roll on this train
    Right on down the line
    Come roll out the red
    Then the white and the blue
    For this train ride
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

Skeletal Shakedown

  • Oh
    You know what
    Your words
    They won’t
    Cut me
    In two
    Go way
    Word north
    In a world
    That won’t be
    Speaking
    In tongues
    So tear apart
    The shell
    Of your shelter
    Call it
    A skeletal
    Shakedown
    Tear it down
    Rip it down
    Tearing down
    Ripping down
    The closet
    Tear down
    The closet Tear down
    The closet Call it
    A skeletal
    Shakedown
    The closet
    Tear down
    The closet
    Rip down
    The closet Call it
    A skeletal
    Shakedown
    Oh
    You know what
    My words
    Won’t get you
    Twisted
    In two
    Hosanna on high
    In all words
    Won’t get you
    Twisted
    In two
    Call me
    No preacher
    I’m alive
    In this
    Skeletal shakedown
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

A Stupor Down At The Crossroads

  • One mistake
    You could be dead
    When the fire
    Meets the substance
    Its lead us down
    To the cross roads
    One more mistake
    You can lose
    It all
    Sometimes as if
    There’s no hope anymore
    When there’s nothing
    Left to say anymore
    One mistake
    You could be dead
    At The No Name Saloon
    One mistake
    You could
    Have been dead
    At The Alamo
    With the liquor stacked
    Behind the bar
    A stupor
    At the crossroads
    A stupor down
    At the crossroads
    A stupor down
    At the crossroads
    One choice to divine
    Rollin through
    The crossroads
    When hope is left
    At the junction
    There’s nothing left
    To say anymore
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2009 All Rights Reserved

Sexy Sarah

  • Sarah's doing lines
    And her boyfriend's doing time
    Can't you see at thirty-five
    Your fourth kid is crawling
    Sexy Sarah
    She walks on a whim
    Silver skip's on the water
    See the whippoorwills'
    In the whirlwinds' collide
    For Sexy Sarah
    Woe Sexy Sarah
    She's mixing funky lines
    And her X is off the dimes
    I.S.P. and D.Y.F.I.S.
    Are calling
    For Sexy Sarah
    Woe Sexy Sarah
    Can it buy ya love
    Sexy Sarah?
    Can it buy ya love?
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

A Story Of A Stealer

  • This is a story
    Of a stealer
    Heavens Marry
    Could not save her
    Marry’s delivery
    Of our Savior
    God’s only Son
    There in a manger
    So don’t deny
    Our only Savior
    Who died on Calvary
    To save her
    Her and you
    Heaven will pound
    On the stealing clowns
    Their sack of tricks
    They come around
    They go around
    Hey you low down
    Laying in mud
    The law done
    Shackled you
    Now face your misery
    The day
    You made your decisions
    The day
    You chose the crime
    Yeah you
    Don’t you get down
    Don’t you give up
    Don’t you get down
    Don’t you give up
    On your luck
    Onward I sing
    Like many say
    What comes around
    Goes around
    You low down
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved

Low

  • I had a center
    Like a twister
    My balls were swinging
    Like two on a chain
    I couldn't understand life
    Couldn't deal
    Crooked as I narrowed
    I was low
    I laid down
    I laid low
    Oh Lord
    I was low
    I laid down
    I laid low
    Oh Lord
    I was low
    In life like
    A twister
    With your head
    Unscrewed
    Ya gotta
    Twist it
    On and on
    Take The Father
    By The Hand
    Come on sister
    By The Hand
    Take The Father
    By The Hand
    Come on brother
    By The Hand
    Take Your Father
    By The Hand
    Come on people
    By The Hand
    Take my will
    Then take my hand
    Sow my life
    Or reap a grand
    I laid down
    I laid low
    Oh Lord
    I was low
Words And Music By Glenn Muhaw © 2000 All Rights Reserved
 
Credits
Goddess Adonis, Chemical Imbalance, Crazy Year, Fourth Of July, Sending Signals and Sexy Sarah:

Glenn Muhaw- Vocals, 6 String Electric, 6 String Acoustic and Bass Guitar
Rocco Vivianni- Drums
Dale ( Bootleg Masterminder )- Drums and Electric Piano on Sending Signals and Sexy Sarah
Engineered and Mixed By Dale in Ocean, N.J.
Produced and Written By Glenn Muhaw; 2000



First Train To Tennessee and Couldn't Save Her:

Glenn Muhaw- Vocals, Slide Guitar, 6-String Banjo, 12 String Electric, 6 String Electric and Harmonica
Jay ( Walker ) Lusardi ( Formally of Speedmuffin )- Bass Guitar
Rocco Vivianni- Drums
Engineered and mixed at Metro Music- Bayville N.J.
Produced and Written by Glenn Muhaw 2001



Skeletal Shakedown and A Story Of A Stealer:

Glenn Muhaw- Vocals, 6 , 12 String Acoustic and 6 string Banjo
Engineered and Mixed at Galexy Studios in Old Bridge, N.J; 2001



Low:

Glenn Muhaw- Vocals, 6 and 12 String Acoustic
Jay ( Walker ) Lusardi - Bass Guitar
Some Young Gal? ( M.I.A. )- Bongos



A Stupor Down At The Crossroads and the complete song list for Fuse Vox:

Written, Produced, Performed and Recorded By Glenn Muhaw
Recorded on King Road ( 18th Century Building ) in Park City ( Old Town ), Utah 2009