Hellhole Califronia​/​Tripping Hobos Soundtrack

by Nicolas Jackson (The Catz)

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This album represents my life experience since my last full Album (The Catz). Since my last release I've been engaged...twice and have gained a lot of life experience. Half of these songs were written during the first engagement and the subsequent break up. Half have to do with the second engagement and The Occupy Movement. The rest are about me and my remaining fears/wishes. Share and enjoy. Donate/pay if you can.

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released November 14, 2011

All songs/poems preformed and recorded by Nicolas Jackson

High 90 (Thumbing Your Way) and The Unreal Room/I Bring Out The Bitch In Her written by Nicolas Jackson and Danika McCormick.

All other songs/poems written by Nicolas Jackson

Album photo Copyright 2011 by Danika McCormick. All Rights Reserved. Used with the gracious authority of the author.

Special Thanks:
Danika McCormick
Nancy Marsh-Wood
Susan Delgardo
Great Aunt Annie
Kadie Yale
B102 Roommates

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Nicolas Jackson (The Catz) Chico, California

I am a one man band. I own a Rockband Microphone. I own a copy of MS Word. I own a copy of Sound Forge 9. I own a copy of Sam Broadcaster. I downloaded Audacity onto a computer that I also own. I have an internet connection and a set of headphones that I stole from my adopted brother. Put that and a few other bits together and you have something akin to music.

I am also a record label.
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Track Name: Hellhole, Califronia
All the leaves are brown
And the sky is gray
Just Don’t feel like getting up today

It is nothing to do with the State that I live in
It’s to do with the State that I am in

Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California

No one wants to live in this town
They end up here and they settle down
Once bright students bound to take over the world
Now partied out fucks
barley worth a damn

Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California

There’s no amusement here
not a thing to do.
No jobs, hope or dreams paved
for the Hellhole of tomorrow
True hell is sitting before a small town jury
Waiting for your sentence to be handed down

Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California

Another generation grows up in this hell
And girl I got to warn ya it ain’t just California
You grew up in Hellhole too
Weren’t you in the class of 1992?
You know I seen you there
Don’t give me that blank stare

Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California
Girl, I got to warn ya
About Hellhole California

(Repeat and Fade)
Track Name: The Way Things Are
I am not the best man

Maybe a dick now and then

But I try

Try my best to fit in



To this clique based culture

Where the rich get richer

The poor get fucked

And the bullshit never ends



I am no good man

Accident of medical science

And all that

Shit



In this clique based culture

Where the rich get richer

The poor get fucked

And the bullshit never ends



I try not to be bitter

But it’s awful hard when…..



In this clique based culture

Where the rich get richer

The poor get fucked

And the bullshit never ends



I’ll die alone

Reject all who could care

But I try

Try my best to pick the one



In this clique based culture

Where the rich get richer

The poor get fucked

And the bullshit never ends



I am an island

Better than all the rest

I am sure

Still try fitting in….



In this clique based culture

Where the rich get richer

The poor get fucked

And the bullshit never ends



Nothing to say now

I think I’ve reached

The end

So fuck you all



In this clique based culture

Where the rich get richer

The poor get fucked

And the bullshit never ends
Track Name: It's Getting Hard To Believe You (Occupy Wall Street Song)
I am just shy of ten thousand days old.

I just try to do what I am told

But tell me what can I do

I’ve got my sheepskin

Just like you

I don’t know where to turn

So I sit and watch it burn



I feel right

ninety-nine percent of the time

I can’t rhyme

And I’ve got all this time

If your young

You’ll never grow old

Or at least

That’s what I’ve been told



But they say so many things

That haven’t come true

It’s getting hard to believe you



Your can say there’s a plan

Till your blue in the face.

But saying that

Waching the news

it’s fucking disgrace



This place

I want to get out

Want to scream

Just scream and shout

The logic says no

Not the way to go

But my mind

Right

Ninety-percent of the time



It says so many things

That haven’t come true

It’s getting hard to believe you



I wish I had

Some sort of plan

Running out

Don’t know what to do

Is it true?

I am lost just like you.



Let’s raise up of hands

Have a healthy debate

Make love

Not war

before it’s too late



But I say so many things

That haven’t come true

It’s getting hard to believe you
Track Name: Yell It All
I was born here in this land

That gives me the right to make a stand

Let my voice join the crowd

Together we scream so loud



One primal scream

Comes from us all

The bigger we are the harder we fall

Come on people yell it all

Come on people yell it all



I don’t want to shot my gun

Don’t want to hurt anyway

Just need a voice in the crowed

Together we scream so loud



One primal scream

Comes from us all

The bigger we are the harder we fall

Come on people yell it all

Come on people yell it all



Authority lies with a giant mic

They say we all smoke the pipe

New Media set them right

Together we scream so loud



One primal scream

Comes from us all

The bigger we are the harder we fall

Come on people yell it all

Come on people yell it all



It doesn’t matter where you’re from

You’re from the third rock from the sun

Our destiny is tied as one

Together we scream so loud

Come on people join the crowd

Come on people join the crowd



One primal scream

Comes from us all

The bigger we are the harder we fall

Come on people yell it all

Come on people yell it all

Come on people join the crowd

Come on people join the crowd
Track Name: High 90 (Thumbing Your Way)
Tumbling your way
A bit of country a day
Don't know when
But I'll get there one day

On the highway
On the highway

I 90 takes us most of the way
New York at long last
On my way

On The Highway
On The Highway

Occupy Seattle
Occupy Washington State
Occupy Idaho
Occupy Montana
Occupy Wyoming
Occupy semies
Occupy trains
Occupy planes
Occupy buses
and the cars too

On The Highway
On The Highway!
Track Name: The Unreal Room/I Bring Out The Bitch In Her
Two people stuck in the same room
Nothin to say. Nothin to do

But the room isn't real
Real is what you feel

Thumbing the world alone
Never want to go home
I don't want leave
I don't want to stay

But travel this room together our own way

I bring out the in bitch her

These are her words
Never mine
Never hers
We don't own these words

I don't own
I don't think
I talk

I bring Out the Bitch in her

She won't say it's true
But she loves me
I love you
In a room that isn't real
Real is only what you feel

What I feel is real is real
What you feel is real is real

But in a room that isn't real
No one knows what to feel

Were in our rooms together
Were in our rooms alone
Until the room tells us to go home

But in a room that isn't real
No one knows what to feel.

Were in our rooms together
Were in our rooms alone
Until the room tells us to go home
Track Name: Me and Danika PT 1 (Seattle New York City)
Busted flat in Renton
Busted flat in Bellevue
Busted flat in North Bend
Busted flat in Crow Agency
Busted flat in Sheridan
Busted flat in Buffalo
Busted flat in Rapid City
Busted flat in New Underwood
Waiting for a train
Feeling near as faded as my jeans

Danika thumbed to diesel Dan
Just before it rained and rode
Us all the way to Minnapp

We sang every song those drivers knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her

Rode us a bus
Minnapp to Chicago
Sure as fuck wasn’t free
Barely of the bus
Here we go again
Rode it all the way to Rock and Roll hall of Fame
We sang every song those drivers knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her

Busted flat in Cleveland
Waiting for a train
Feeling near as faded as my jeans

Danika thumbed to diesel Dan
Just before it rained and rode
Us all the way to Utica

We sang every song those drivers knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her

Busted flat in Utica
Can’t ride the train
Had to rent a truck
To New York City

But she sang every song that driver knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her
Track Name: Me and Danika PT 2 (Trying For Miami)
The City was grand
But the road don’t end
I rode us all the way I 95…..
Atlantic City
Philly
Bel air
DC
Richmond

I85……
Chapel Hill
Durham
Raleigh
Charlotte

Couldn’t make Miami

But she sang every song that driver knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her
Track Name: Me and Danika PT 3 (On To Denver)
We tore up that road
Bound Victoria
In-between
Ashville
Kentucky coal mines
No California sun
Just a bit of SC
And Just a bit of Tennessee

Nashville Illinois
To St Louie
Kansas City
Hit snow on I 70
Middle of Kansas
Fuck me

But she sang every song that driver knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her

Busting through the snow
Don’t want to kill us
Dorothy we ain’t in Kansas no more
On to Denver
Track Name: Me and Danika PT 4 (Colorado)
Wonderful
Colorado Rocky Mountain high
We saw it rain and fair in the sky
Talk to god
But damn if there was no reply
Rocky Mountain High Colorado
We wound down Glenwood Canyon
Past tons of memories
No Name is still
fucking there

Out of the mountains
All we did was stare

But she sang every song that driver knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her
Track Name: Me and Danika PT 5 (Busted Flat In Victoria)
Flew across Utah
Like a bullet out of a gun
Same said for Idaho
Next thing we know
Back in Northwest
Where did we go

But she sang every song that driver knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her

Stopped in Auburn
Rest for a bit
Same in Seattle
Then crossed the border
I think were free
But she knows better than me

We hope a ferry
Then somewhere near Victoria I let her slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find it
And I'd trade all of my tomorrows
For a single yesterday
Holdin' her her body next to mine


Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me
Feeling good was easy when she sang the blues
And buddy that was good enough for me
Good enough for me

This is where she left me

Busted flat in Victoria
There ain’t no fucking train
On the rock
Same as Alcatraz
Still they call it Vancouver Island

She’s looking for that home
And I hope she finds it

But she sang every song that driver knew
For Freedom just another word for
Nothing left to lose
Nothing
Nothing if it ain’t free

Feeling good was easy
When we sang the blues
Felling good was good enough for me
Feeling good was good enough for her

Lad da Lda dad a
Track Name: I Wish I Knew
I wish I knew
Why people love
Why people hate
Why we need all this freight

The prairie is huge
The sky is wide
A limitless space
I can't occupy
But for a moment in space and time

We are specks
So much wait
So much freight
We take it here
There
We take it nowhere

I wish I knew
How to get
How to get out of this endless loop
Aimless wonders in time and space
Too much wait too much freight
Track Name: Hawaiian Man
I work those cloud mines day after day

Watch the computer earn my pay

Sitting on the ground

It sounds so great

But I get so sick and tired

Of working late



I need a break

Not another turn and burn

So many times I yearn

(to be a)



Hawaiian Man

Drunk off my ass sitting in the sand

Hawaiian Man

Roll me another joint

Hawaiian Man

I think you get my point



Controller clears me here

Doesn’t clear me there

But if I could steer this beast

You know where I’d be headed

B-line for the beach



Hawaiian Man

Drunk off my ass sitting in the sand

Hawaiian Man

Roll me another joint

Hawaiian Man

I think you get my point



It will happen one day

At least they tell me so

Push past the water cannon

That’s my plan

But by then I’ll be an old man

(instead of a)



Hawaiian Man

Drunk off my ass sitting in the sand

Hawaiian Man

Roll me another joint

Hawaiian Man

I think you get my point
Track Name: So Many Muses
So many Muses
I've had over the years
I've fucked their brains
left them in tears

But with their pain I grow strong
Strong enough to sing this song.

Life is a bitch
anyway
I just want to take this moment to say

I am so sorry I mused you Laura.
You had no idea
of how fucked I could be

I am sorry I mused you Kate
Hope the message doesn't come to late

and Kadie
what can I say
I am sorry I mused you to get away
away from Tamera
and all that shit
I wrote to you
asked you how to quit.

Danika your name
doesn't rime with anything
but I've mused you too
maybe more than most
God forbid I should kill your ghost

and Gabrielle we kissed
you woke me up from
a strange dream.
Kristen I can't articulate what our
brief fling did for me.

I've mused you all
for that I am wrong
But it makes me strong
Strong enough to sing this song.

I've said farewell to all of you
so many times.
Yet there is no goodbye
Till at last I am dead and gone.

till than I hope this covers
my bad karma
and my stolen skin

I am sorry that I muse you
I am sorry that I muse you
never want to lose you
so sorry that I muse you
Track Name: Your Loving Eyes
Your loving eyes

So sweet to me.

You don’t lie

You care for me

But your eyes that love

They cannot see

They don’t get

The true me

I try to say

Who I am

Not a doll

But a screwed man

I lie in bed

every night

My body there

But my head not in sight

I am holding you

In my arms

But I feel like

miles separate our minds

The grand canyon spans our bed

A giant tear in the lives of those to be wed

Can it be crossed?

I am not sure.

Just hold me a bit more.
Track Name: Worn Out From The Road
With time comes wisdom
They say that
Anyway.

I don't know who they are
But they aren't off by far.

I've lost count
of the miles I've gone.

Let's just say
I've gone real far.

I never get there
There is a lie

All I get
abit wiser
and much older

universe help me
I am worn out from the road

Never thought
I'd feel so old

I am tired
I am ready for bed

but one more thing
Before I am dead

Universe help me
The greedy slob
For I don't want to die
Alone

Let her lay beside me
while I take my last
choked breath

I no that smoking didn't help that none.

I don't care
All I ask
Before I go
don't let me die

Alone.
Track Name: I Am Gone
By the time you hear this
I'll be gone.
just a metaphor in a song

But say I am gone
my shell in a wasted box
Let me tell you what I want
from the survived by lot.

publish what I left behind
don't alter. Don't profit
no cents paying a dead man
fuck his fam

I insulted you
from beyond the grave
see I am a bastard
even at the end

anyway publish my shit
Let them hear my name
Let them know
I didn't get paid

my life was rough
I did my best
But it is over
now I get my rest

Just remember
I am gone
all I leave is my songs
podcasts
stories
all that shit
lest any of the living forget
Who they could have spent more time with

Hope hardrock, 42 and choochootrains
My secrets to most everything.
not to forget 2048, 2058 and never forget 1984.

I am gone now.
There isn't anymore.

fuck the living
I am gone beyond that hell

I am Gone
I am Gone
I am Gone
I am Gone
I am Gone