Lefty Loose Righty Tight

by Rob Fetters

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about

Winner of City Beat "Album of the Year - 1998"

Rob is a member of The Bears and psychodots, as well as a commercial music composer. This is his first solo effort, and includes the members of those two bands on the sessions. Adrian Belew co-wrote two of the songs with Rob, and plays drums on several tracks.

"At his best here...a master at combining sharply drawn, incisive lyrics with irresistible pop melodies - plus the welcome addition of real heart. It's a winning combination."
- Larry Nager, Cincinnati Enquirer

"The CD still maintains the impertinence that makes for good rock 'n roll, punctuated by Fetters' cunning guitar. It is the most genuine, heartfelt rock album released by a local artist in years."
-Rick Bird, Cincinnati Post

"The accomplished guitarist's best work ever, ranking right alongside his top performances and songs from all his previous bands...dazzling, innovative guitar work"
- Mike Breen, City Beat

credits

released November 15, 1997

(Player credits follow lyrics)

all songs published by corporation fear (ASCAP)
except “try” and “the blame game” published by
corporation fear/robert stevens music, inc. (ASCAP) w1998


thank you:
adrian belew: launch pad. jack streitmarter: tool chest
jeff bruner: brain drain. smitty: ruthless faith
stan hertzman: reality check

gratitude list:
dad, nan, wendy, debbie, gladys and mark, elaine diehl,
martha belew, cassandra stepp, c.j. arduser, r.s. nyswonger,
albina anneken, jim bosken, cindy johnston, fender, godin, icb audio,
alesis, sweetwater, gary phillips, roger klug, marc magee.
instruction: fred marlo, jim krause, gary platt,
gary king, shawn marsh, noah evens, ken latchney,
rich denhart, dan harjung, ric hordinski, dave davis, gary shell,
ric probst riding porpy notched at 8khz. rick anton, glenda hertzman,
paula haller, god, etc. at sound images: charlie martin,
jay petach, grant kattmann, will kimble, matt hueneman,
karen rueckert, amy wethington, joe petrocy, cutler armstrong,
doug weartz. joe ross, the cantwells, michael wilson,
ashley morris, raisin/dot/bear fans.
swany, sam, grace, noah, robert.

photography:
michael wilson

design and cover image composite:
daryl kalmus/the lost river image forge

recorded at
the baby ranch and sound images, cincinnati, ohio
adrian belew’s home studio, mt. juliet, tennessee

engineers:
rob fetters, dale “smitty” smith, noah evens

edited and mastered by
smitty at sound images

in memory of
patricia annis fetters

produced by rob fetters

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Track Name: Try
try. (music: belew/fetters. words: fetters)

has been wanna be never was never gonna be
that’s the way she looks at me like everyone else in town
i walked in and she walked out. i guess i don’t have the clout
but i’ve learned what i can live without like everyone else in town
and i’m not gonna try to make that woman love me
and i ain’t gonna cry if the world don’t know my name
and i won’t waste my time proving i’m somebody
i’m not gonna lie. i’m not gonna try
i thought she’d stay but i was wrong. she left a note. it wasn’t long
the radio won’t play your song like everyone else in town
and i prayed for help on my knees. how come god won’t answer me?
i’m my own worst enemy like everyone else in town
i’m not gonna try to make that woman love me
and i ain’t gonna die if the world don’t know my name
and i won’t waste my time proving i’m somebody
and i’m not gonna lie. i’m not gonna try
has been wanna be never was never gonna be
that’s the way that she sees me like everyone else in town
Track Name: I Don't Fit
i don’t fit. (fetters)

i don’t fit in anywhere. it’s not superficial - not my clothes
and not my hair
and i act like it don’t matter and pretend that i don’t care
but i don’t fit in anywhere
i remember back at school. melting into the walls.
staring out the window
an invisible boy runnin’ down the hall
helpless as a minnow trying to swim upstream
bumping into angry strangers
and an impossible american dream
i don’t fit in anywhere. i don’t fit in anywhere.
i pretend that it don’t matter and i act like i don’t care but...
can’t hide inside a bottle. can’t hide behind a guitar
can’t buy into the myth that what you do is who you are
Track Name: History
history. (fetters)

i didn’t dig what the messenger said.
i shot the son of a bitch in the foot
then i tore the lid off hell again and i took another little look
i didn’t see anything new. i’d heard it all before.
people cry ‘til the well runs dry
but there’s always room for more
everybody needs some help and i admit i need a crutch
maybe i should close my eyes before i see too much
history repeats itself. the once and future kingdom melts
if you don’t know you’re sick how can you ever get well?
history repeats itself
all right all right all right all right
some day i’m gonna take the general down
and rub his face in the dirt
when i get sick and tired of being the clown -
the one who always gets hurt
and he can act like he’s above it all - a credit to his church
he got me trapped here under the ice. he’s gonna call off the search
everybody needs some help and i admit i need a crutch
maybe i’ll lay down and die before i live too much. too much
history repeats itself. the once and future kingdom melts
if you don’t know you’re sick how can you ever get well?
history repeats. the mystery’s not deep. history just reeks of itself
Track Name: Retrofit
retrofit. (fetters)

all i want to do for you is retrofit your infrastructure
Track Name: Your Favorite Guitar Player
your favorite guitar player. (fetters)

excuse me your highness
and help me overcome my shyness
i like you so much that i feel pain
and i’m worried you don’t feel the same
you’re not an actress. this isn’t a movie
but reality feels so strange
when you play your little power game
i wanna be your favorite guitar player
pardon me o holy one
my prayer for you has just begun
so if it’s true that god is love
you’ll shine on me from up above
and though the angels may protest
when i put my lips to your breast
the deaf will hear the blind will see
when you finally fall in love with me
i wanna be your favorite guitar player
remember perfect master that i can get to heaven faster
if you reciprocate my love for thee
then i’ll be your slave and still be free
the ghost of leo fender told me i’ll win if i surrender
that’s why i bare my soul and wear my heart
so i’ll be number one on your chart
i wanna be your favorite guitar player
Track Name: Every Day
every day. (fetters)

every day i fall in love again. every day a new relationship begins
i change and you change. new rules same game.
every day i fall in love again
resilient. love is a trampoline. take your boots off baby
before you rip my seams
no pain. no blame. i might even be sane. every day i fall in love again
last night i had a dream my time had come to die
it didn’t really worry me - the future still looked bright
i caught a glimpse of eternity. it opened up my mind
and you woke up in my arms. don’t cry baby don’t cry baby don’t cry
every day i fall in love again.
i give up the ghost to the host with the most
to wash away my sins. and life ain’t fair but god knows i don’t care
if every day i fall in love. every day i fall in love.
every day i fall in love again
Track Name: Salamander
salamander. (fetters)

where do salamanders go when the world’s all ice and snow?
wherefore art thou tiny newt? you ain’t got no furry boot
once i was so small and cute mom said i looked just like you
tucked inside her belly so round
i kicked and i squirmed but i made no sound
well god made you and god made me. i pray we’re never lonely
when springtime comes and we wake up i hope we both find true love
so please don’t crawl beneath that wheel lest your fate be truly sealed
then you’ll know just how i feel. i can’t buy a record deal
Track Name: Career Move
career move. (fetters)

a couple of my friends are feeling sorry for me
‘cause i fell a little short on my hollywood dream
little do they know i’m happy as a clam
washed up on the shore of a promised land
i couldn’t get at the truth ‘til i admitted my lies
so i could fly with the angels and politely ask them why
i spent my life addicted to pleasure and pain
‘til i got so much of both that it almost felt the same
at the website i just babble on but i already know
what they’ll say when i am gone...
when i worry too much ‘bout your opinion of me
my ego is a trap - a lock without a key
it’s been complicated since the day i was born.
i was momma’s little angel - an angel with horns
at the website i just babble on but i already know
what they’ll say when i am gone
death was my best career move
i wouldn’t hold still while they cooked my goose.
i couldn’t hang around ‘til they tightened up the noose
but when i let ‘em put a price tag on me -
well i lost the only thing that i could’ve had for free
death was my best career move
Track Name: mylifeinadvertising
mylifeinadvertising. (fetters)

ah
Track Name: The Blame Game
the blame game. (fetters/belew)

it’s not my fault. it never was
you say it is but that’s because
you’ve been forgiven by all your saints
you swear i’m guilty. i swear i ain’t
i understand. that’s why we’re friends
and maybe you screwed up again
why not admit it and don’t pretend?
to say you’re sorry would make it end
the blame game
the tables turn around and round
i build you up. you put me down
you state your case but it’s unjust
it’s not my fault. it never was
the blame game
it’s like a film from hollywood
nobody likes it. it ain’t no good
a bad director a fading star
can’t see themselves for what they are
the blame game
Track Name: Age Of Miracles
age of miracles. (fetters)

he was an accident waiting to happen
on a harley headed straight for the wall
a hand losing grip on a tightrope over niagara falls
she was waiting for her ship to come in. sick and tired of fighting a war
with a boyfriend addicted to cocaine. she just couldn’t take it no more
beneath the face of god the hand of fate turned blue
‘cause in an age of miracles promises come true
there’s a baby in an incubator in a hospital up on the hill
a handful of love and energy the cruel world ain’t gonna kill
beneath the face of god the hand of fate turns blue
‘cause in an age of miracles promises come true
daddy’s trippin’ off in his dream world. mama’s found heaven on earth
the baby can’t remember the nightmare when it just couldn’t get any worse
beneath the face of god the hand of fate turned blue
‘cause in an age of miracles promises come true
Track Name: Where's Dad?
where’s dad? (fetters)

daddy’s in the basement. that’s where he belongs
dad’s down in the dungeon singing daddy songs
time to change the baby. time to clean the pot
time to make some dinner. daddy whatchu got? daddy whatchu got?
we can’t tell if he’s joking when he talks to hisself
he’s laughing ‘til he’s crying. we’re worried about his health
daddy’s lost his mind again. we think he’s got a gun
mother grab the children. how fast can you run? how fast can you run?
daddy’s in the basement. he’s coming up the stairs
he’s shaking and he’s sweating. he’s tearing out his hair
we’ve lost our dear old daddy. tonight he’s gonna pop
once we were so happy. now it’s all turned to rot. it’s all turned to rot
Track Name: Everything's Gonna Be Alright
everything’s gonna be alright. (fetters)

she carries her faith like a crystal ball
everything’s gonna be alright
when the river rises and the mountains fall
everything’s gonna be alright
and the school of hard knocks tries to teach you a lesson
you’re living in a pit of suicidal depression
the doctor called you up and he’s all out of answers
the tickle in your throat turned out to be cancer...
well everything’s gonna be alright
everything’s gonna be alright
if you’re freezing to death ‘cause you can’t find a candle
everything’s gonna be alright
and god won’t give you more than you can handle.
everything’s gonna be alright
your family starves ‘cause you can’t sell your art
your friends disappear ‘cause you’re breaking their hearts
you lose all your stuff but you still owe the tax
and one day she walks out and she never comes back
well everything’s gonna be alright. everything’s gonna be alright
if i had what she had i’d never let go.
if i had what she had i’d never let go
but my faith slips through my hands like melting snow
she carries her faith like a crystal ball
ha ha ha
the bullet’s in your brain and it’s the end of your life
they’re burning your hut. they’re violating your wife...
but she always said when you die it’s not over
we’ll be drinkin’ wine with jesus in a field of clover
everybody’s goin’ to heaven ‘cause there ain’t no hell
and even if there is it’s just as well
‘cause everything’s gonna be alright
everything’s gonna be alright
she carries her faith like a crystal ball
and everything’s gonna be alright. all right
everything’s gonna be alright

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