1. Another Man's Crown 2:51
2. You 3:29
3. I Hate You 2:27
4. Lumberjack 4:49
5. Surrounded By Alone 4:41
6. Night Bound Train 3:18
7. Grumble 3:28
8. Texas 3:26
9. Bob Jones 4:18
10. One More Time 5:10
11. That Girl's Gonna Make a Woman Out of Me 3:23
12. Speed 4:54
13. To Fit Me 4:55
ED ALKALAY: I Hate You

CD Lyrics - I Hate You



1. Another Man's Crown

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Chris Baird - Lead Tele Guitar
Jack Gregori- Guitar
Michael Jordan - Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Clavanet, Electric piano , Chorus Guitar

Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion and Bass Drum

Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals

Julie Stradling - Background Vocals

Look down, stare at the ground
Everyone thinks I'm crazy
People pass by, stare to the sky
Rich man spouts I'm lazy

Oh no I'm going down for the last time
Wondering why there's no one who
Sees me and my life crumbling down
And why one man's hat is another man's crown

Sleep light through the city night
Hoping they think I'm crazy
Every sound echoes through the ground
Dreams are dark and hazy

Oh no I'm going down for the last time
Wondering why there's no one who
Sees me and my life crumbling down
And why one man's hat is another man's crown

A hungry life frees chains that bind
I guess I must be crazy
A wounded beast on the city street
Rich man cries "Please save me"

Oh no I'm going down for the last time
Wondering why there's no one who
Sees me and my life crumbling down
And why one man's hat is another man's crown


2. You

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Lead Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Piano, Percussion
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Julie Stradling - Background Vocals
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals

Now I'm a prisoner I know
I crossed the bridge of sighs a long time ago
Now I'm down in this dungeon where the darkness bleeds
Through the walls from the veins of the city streets
And I live for everything I'll never know

Now I'm just lost in the sea of my loneliness
Tossed through the means of my bitterness
Holding out hope for all the dreams I missed
All on account of you

The streets of Venice fill my mind
The sun on the water with you by my side
Now my life my world my happiness
Are buried in this tomb of darkness
And I live for everything I left behind

Don't want to be lost in the sea of my loneliness
Tossed through the means of my bitterness
Holding out hope for all the dreams I missed
All on account of you

Now I'm a prisoner I know
I crossed the bridge of sighs a long time ago
Now I'm down in this dungeon with the rats my friends
And I'm never gonna see the light of day again
'Cause when I saw you with him on that fateful day
My blood ran cold my life slipped away
And my mind ran swiftly to my steely blade
And I faced you both in the streets that day
And the water turned red through my passionate rage
Now I'm trapped here forever with my bitter fate

Forever lost in the sea of my loneliness
Tossed through the means of my bitterness
Holding out hope for all the dreams we missed
All on account of you


3. I Hate You

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Lead Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Clavanet, Piano, Electric Piano, Percussion
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Francisco Gonzalez - Background Vocals, Claps


I don't know where the Palestinians should have their own home land
I don't know if I were black whether I would hate the white man
I don't know if Dante got it right about sinners
Hell I don't even know what I want for dinner

I'm always mixed up so often confused
I'll admit I'm not the brightest light in the room
But there's one thing I know if positively true
Yes if there's one thing I'm sure of it's that I hate you

I hate you I hate you
I'll admit I'm not the brightest light in the room
But if there's one thing I'm sure of it's that I hate you

I don't know if I were poor whether I would steal and rob
I don't know how ever I ever hold a steady job
I don't know why my mind is always on vacation
I'm a poster boy for low expectations

I'm always mixed and misinformed
I'll admit I'm not the sharpest tack on the board
Though my lack of education makes me ignorant and crude
I've got a PhD in hating you

I hate you I hate you
Though my lack of education makes me ignorant and crude
I've got a PhD in hating you

There is no moral to this song
No secret message 'bout right and wrong
It's really quite simple no need to postulate
This song is about you who I hate

I hate you I hate you
It's really quite simple no need to postulate
This song is about you who I hate



4. Lumberjack

Jack Gregori - Vocals
Chris Baird - Lead Tele Guitar
Francisco Gonzalez - Lead 12 string Guitar
Ed Alkalay - Background Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Piano.
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion


My father was a lumberjack
Can you imagine growin' up with someone like that
A lumberjack

Yeah if I could be a movie star
A senator a billionaire a great guitarist
If I cured the world of all disease
My father's shadow would still laugh at me

And I will spend my whole life trying to live up to that man

My father was a lumberjack
So he'd always do what he pleased
I used to tell all my friends my daddy is a lumberjack
So you better not mess with me

Well if I were a general or a peace activist
An athlete a writer or a great physicist
If I ruled the world for eternity
My father's shadow would still laugh at me

And I will spend my whole life trying to live up to that man

When I was born my father named me Jack
'Cause he knew I'd only be half the man that he was
Yeah my father was a lumberjack
And me I'm just jack

And I will spend my whole life trying to live up to that man
(When your father is a lumberjack,
there ain't no way that you can live up to that)

My father was a lumberjack My father was a lumberjack
My father was a lumberjack And I'm just jack


5. Surrounded by Alone

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Lead Slide Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Moog, Piano
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion
Julie Stradling - Background Vocals
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals


Alone at dawn chill in the air
Nothing chasing me
Not chasing anything
Listen to the sounds and thoughts
Guided only by
The path my feet choose to walk

And it's the nearest thing to heaven I believe
And I feel the mystery
When I'm the smallest little thing
Surround by alone

Arrived on time don't know what time it is
Arrival right on time
For where I need to be
Not looking forward not looking back
Just savoring the moment 'til it's past

And it's the nearest thing to heaven I believe
And I feel the mystery
When I'm the smallest little thing
Surround by alone

I've been torn up by the speed of city lights
And suffocated by visions of a concrete sky
Tangled up in webs of streets I've walked
And beaten down by people
Talking for no reason but to hear
The sound of their own voice

Now I look up and all I see
Are visions of eternity
Around me

And it's the nearest thing to heaven I believe
And I feel the mystery
When I'm a little thing (when I can barely feel myself inside of me)
When I'm the smallest little thing
(when I can barely see myself inside this dream)
When I'm the smallest little thing
Surround by alone


6. Night Bound Train

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Rhythm Guitar
Chris Baird - Lead Tele Guitar, Harmonica
Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Piano, Lap Steel
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion
Julie Stradling - Background Vocals
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals

This old train just keeps a rollin'
A little further down the line
I don't know where it's goin'
All I know is what I left behind

This old train just keeps a rhythm
To the pounding in my head
I start drinkin' I start thinkin'
I start talkin' to the ghosts you left

And they weave their whispers
Through this pouring rain
And feed the memory of
Mistakes I've made

And I'm closin' in on dawn
On this night bound train

In loneliness I lose myself
Into the fog I lose my sight
Blindly lost it consumes me
The ghosts return the dark turns white

And they weave their whispers
Through this runaway train
If you ain't got no regrets
You never lived anyway

And I'm closin' in on dawn
On this night bound train

This old train just keeps a rollin'
A little further down the line
I don't know where it's goin'
All I know is where I am tonight


7. Grumble

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Lead Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, 12 string and Feedback Guitar, Percussion
Francisco Gonzalez - Gibson 101 Organ
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals and Claps

When I get upset I don't get angry
I've learned to control myself
When I get upset I don't get angry
When I get angry I don't shout anymore
I just grumble
When I get upset I don't shout anymore
I just grumble

They drive me crazy these crazy people
I lock the door and stay inside
They drive me crazy these crazy people
I lock the door and close myself in
And just grumble
Lock the door and close myself in
And just grumble

'Cause I've learned in this life
You've got to roll with the blows
You can't get 'm get to you baby
You got to live your life
You've got to live it well
Don't let 'em get to you just
Grumble

When I get upset I don't get angry
I've learned to control myself
When I get upset I don't get angry
When I get angry I don't shout anymore
I just grumble
When I get upset I don't shout anymore
I just Grumble

'Cause I've learned in this life
You've got to roll with the blows
You can't get 'em get to you baby
You got to live your life
You've got to live it well
Don't let 'em get to you just
Grumble


8. Texas

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Lead Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Piano, Organ, Lap Steel
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion
Julie Stradling - Background Vocals
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals


Well if I lived in Texas I would carry a gun
I would drive a truck I would take on anyone
I would wear snakeskin boots baby you'd know who I am
But because I'm not from Texas
I'm just a little man

And if I had a girl who come from Texas
She would be so disappointed in me
In so many many greatly embarrassing ways
She'd say I can tell youıre not from Texas
you're such a little man

I don't know no Texas two-step
I take one at a time
I don't live for high school football
'though I do not know why
I ain't no oil baron so I'm filled with despair
'cause the only oil I got is the oil in my hair

And if I were accused of murder in Texas
They would send me off with a bang
No waitin' hesitatin' no
I wouldn't be late for the show
They'd turn the party music loud pull the switch
And watch me glow

I don't know no Texas two-step
I take one at a time
I don't live for high school football
'though I do not know why
I ain't no oil baron so I'm filled with despair
'cause the only oil I got is the oil in my hair

If you could judge a man
by the size of the state that he comes from
You would take one look at me
and say boy you must come from Rhode Island
You're surely not from Texas
You're such a little man


9. Bob Jones

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Solo Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Electric Piano, Guitar, Background Vocals
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion
Francisco Gonzalez - Background Vocals
Michael Jordan - Background Vocals

Pat Almonrode - AMEN Vocals

Me oh my I'm just a poor sinner
Me oh my I'm just a poor sin sick man
Can you help me see the error of my ways

Save my soul I'm mixed and confused
I have dated outside my race
How could I have been such a fool
Forgive this crime I've committed against you

Bob Jones you must be heaven sent
Bob Jones you're eternally blessed
Bob Jones you teach the blind to see
Bob Jones at your university
Bob Jones can you save my sin sick soul

My father is a Jew what can I do
I've got a Catholic mother
Oh lord that means I have a half-breed brother
Before I met you Bob
I didn't know they were all devils

Bobby why do they criticize you
I wouldn't be surprised if you were crucified
Before you are can you change my water into wine

Bob Jones you must be heaven sent
Bob Jones you're eternally blessed
Bob Jones you teach the blind to see
Bob Jones at your university
Bob Jones can you save my sin sick soul

You tell me Lucifer is my friend
He's a man of many of many colors
He slanty eyed kinky haired crooked nosed ghoul
He don't look anything like you

You tell me I'm bound for hell what can I do
You tell me that I'm hell bound
What's a wretched sinner to do
When I get there guess
I'll be sharing my room with you

Bob Jones you must be heaven sent
Bob Jones you're eternally blessed
Bob Jones you teach the blind to see
Bob Jones at your university
Bob Jones can you save my sin sick soul
I once was blind
But now I see
Thanks to your university



10. One More Time

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Solo Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Electric Piano, Organ
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion


It's been a long, long time
And you know I've never been a religious man
But now I'm praying so hard
For you to understand, to try and understand

And if there's a God up in heaven to see
I'm sure that God is disappointed in me
I'm just a sinner beggin' you for forgiveness
One more time

I'm heading down, oh I'm down
This lonely road, this dark and lonely road
I'm just a wanderer
Seeking out someway someday to lead me home

And if there's a God up in heaven to see
I'm sure that God is disappointed in me
I'm just a sinner prayin' for forgiveness

But if God, if God were you girl
Would she be forgiving and forgive me
Or if God, if God were you girl
Would she be vengeful and angry and lyin' in wait
Lurking mysteriously
Waiting to take her vengeance out on me
So if there's a God up in heaven to see
I'm sure that God is disappointed in me
I'm just a sinner beggin' you for forgiveness
One more time
I'm just a sinner beggin' you for forgiveness
One more time


11. That Girl's Girl Gonna Make a Woman Out of Me

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Jack Gregori- Lead Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Electric Piano, Organ
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Michael Jordan - Background Vocals


There is a girl that I adore
I could not love her more
But she don't like men
So she donıt like me
She likes women do you know what I mean
She likes 'em short and stocky or long and lean
And that girl is gonna make a woman out of me

I buy her flowers, act debonair
I drive a fancy car, I slick back my hair
Still she don't like men especially not me
She'll never change my friends tell me
But I'm not one to give up so easily
And that girl is gonna make a woman out of me

Maybe I should dress in drag
To get her back to my bachelor pad
'cause I will do anything to make that girl mine
I'll wear a long blond wig with some high heeled shoes
Ruby red lipstick and some heavy rouge
I'm lookin' hot mama how can she resist me

Nothing ever seems to work
I just end up looking like a stupid jerk
Still I will do anything to make that girl mine
Maybe I need a little hospital visit
An operation oh doc please snip it
I'm doing for a girl I want to call mine

So with one quick snip and some cheap hormones
This dog he's gonna give up his bone
Keep the souvenir doctor
Just make my voice sound high
I'm gettin' in touch with the woman in me
I'm doin' it all for the girl of my dreams
And that girl has gone and made a woman out of me
That girl has gone and made a woman out of me
I really mean it
That girl has gone and made a woman out of me
Oh yeah


12. Speed

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Electric Rhythm Guitar
Francisco Gonzalez - Solo Guitar Background Vocals
Michael Jordan - Guitar
Glenn Brown - Bass, Hammond and Gibson 101 Organ, Electric Piano, Guitars, Percussion
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals


I've got dynamite I've got dynamite in my mind
Quietly lurking beneath the words
from worlds my thoughts to hide
And I can't slow down whenever I close my eyes
I see the silence that I show to the world
scream across to the other side

And I can't slow down
Even if I wanted to I can't stop this
Speed

Half of what I say half of what I show to the world
Half of what I show to the world
is a thousand times too much
But you know I love you
I cannot love you more
You see the silence that I show to the world
erupt into a raging storm

If only I could live
Alone with you somewhere then I'd live on
Speed

Desperation you are my saving seed
Planted deep in this dirt I have borrowed
Saying you're not fooling me
I want you to grow grow inside of me
Until your roots are so deeply embedded
Until I suffocate or break free

Shooting 'cross the sky
Burning out or burning in on my
Speed



13. To Fit Me

Ed Alkalay - Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Rhythm
David Alkalay - Violin
Guitar Glenn Brown - Bass, Organ, Bass Harmonica, Electric Piano
Eric Jaffe - Drums
Jim McGathey - Percussion and Bass Drum
Julie Stradling - Background
Vocals
Pat Almonrode - Background Vocals
Francisco Gonzalez - Background Vocals


When everyone's quiet I laugh out loud
When everyone stands their ground
I get pushed around
I'm either too tight or too free
And this world don't seem to fit me

These days I find myself smiling
At all the mistakes
Because I am the creature I am
For all the mistakes

When everyone's quiet I laugh out loud
When everyone stands their ground
I get pushed around
I'm either too tight or too free
And this world don't seem to fit me


So I spin through this world like a tiny ball
I spin through this world
With my knees at my chest turning around
Engulfed by the darkness surrounds
And I call your name sometimes you hear
Sometimes you turn and walk away from it all
I stumble and fall
Drowned by the silence my screams

When everyone's quiet I laugh out loud
When everyone stands their ground
I get pushed around
I'm either too tight or too free
And this world don't seem to fit me


Is there only time (there is no time)
Is there only time (there is no time)
Is there any time at all
I leap to my feet I rage and scream
Despite it all

When everyone's quiet (there is no time)
I laugh out loud (and only time)
When everyone stands their ground (so many ways)
I get pushed around (but no way out)
I'm either too tight (Iım too tight)
or too free (or too free)
And this world don't seem to fit me





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