Get Folked!

by Bofolk Ballico

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Recorded in KyBorgStudios on Monday 3rd December 2012 in the space of 50 minutes. Josh 'Bofolk' Ballico recorded 8 original songs all written in 2012.

credits

released 08 December 2012
Recorded & Mixed by KyBorgFTW at KyborgStudios
Album art photography by Jake Buchan
Design by Louis DePalma

Special thanks to;
Mum, Dad & Prue.
Spencer, KyBorgFTW
Thomas Lawson & Amos Wellings (for letting me play at the northo all the time!)
Johnnie Walker & my friends.

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tags: folk acoustic acoustic folk rock alternative alternative folk folk rock indie Newcastle

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Track Name: Ya Mum
How do you tell a girl

that you hate her fucking mother

and that you hope to hell

that she turns out nothing like her?

You just say girl,

I hate your fucking mother

and I hope to hell

that you turn out nothing like her. 
Track Name: Skin Soft
The night started with eye contact
suggesting we shed our clothes
and ended the next morning
when we finally let go.
But in between I walked the streets
silently shedding tears
thinking of the mistakes I've made
and blaming all my fears.
Too often I walk hunter street
cold at 2am
and wind up under bright lights
running into my work friends.

I wanted one, I kissed another
I thought I'd leave alone
But she wanted me and she kissed my brother
and then she took me home.
The look in her eyes
in the back of the cab
so sad, so sorry and wanting
she asked if I'd go home with her
but only if I wanted.

Skin, soft and touching
in my arms as one
drift off into dreaming
as if we were in love.

I just hope in time
you'll never come to regret
the early morning hours
alone in bed we spent
and how I made you smile
when I looked into your eyes
and listened to you laugh
as if you were all mine.
And please know I don't regret
when I held your hand
because you showed me what it'd be like
if I fell in love again.

I wanted one, I kissed another
I thought I'd leave alone
But she wanted me and she kissed my brother
and then she took me home.
We both know it was wrong
we betrayed the trust of a friend
but for just one fucking night
I could pretend.

Skin, soft and touching
in my arms as one
drift off into dreaming
as if we were in love.
Track Name: Jordon
This is a song about a friend of mine
and how we've been good friends now for a long time
it doesn't seem to matter if we drift apart
cos we decided we were brothers, back at the start.
We're goin' our own ways in our own lives
but we will catch up soon and have a good time
we'll get together and share a few drinks
talk about the old days when we didn't have to think.

I must say thank you for the other night
things didn't work out and I was ready for a fight
but you were so smart you pulled me off to the side
and said 'come on now Josh, let's just call it a night.'
So nights like these, I thank you my brother
for paying my cab and for feeding me water
for stopping me before I got too fucked up
for protecting tomorrow's me, for when I wake up.

This is a song about a friend of mine
and how I hope that we'll stay friends for the rest of our lives.
Track Name: La Mia Famiglia
Now I'm tired, about to let go
I'm gonna remove the shield and knock down the wall
and say what I feel, what I really think
you're to fucking good, too good for me.
And you make me fear all the rest
how I know I'll probably never be the best
and when my self esteem, it runs away
I'm left with the fear that I'm going the wrong way
and when I'm filled up with doubt I feel cursed
and I think to myself, 'what's any of it worth?'

And I fear I don't fit into a crowd or a scene
and I wonder if I need to in order to be seen
Cos when I play music the ones around me
are sad fucking people who seem to be mis-treated
and they dress different and they smoke their cigarettes
and I wonder if it fucks up their voice or if they care
and they've got tattoos and my skin is so bare
all because the way my father shows he cares
and he tries to protect me from making shit mistakes
but doesn't understand, there's so many I have to make
and I won't regret these three words on my skin
and if I do it's my mistake and it'll show where I've been.

A perfect three word, multi lingual phrase
and a piece of poetic irony for my later days
and perhaps a word of hope on my upper back
if I do this to myself please don't hate me Dad.

Please don't, please don't hate me Dad
please don't, please don't get too mad.
I fear you all doubt my sincerity
so I need to tell you what means the most to me
it isn't simply, my family
it's what each of you think of me.

You'll never be the reason I choose to leave
you're why I'll come back to where I need to be.
You'll never be the reason I run away
you are why I'll come back and why I'll stay.
You'll never be the reason I say 'So long.'
you are the reason, I belong.

So please don't, please don't hate me Dad,
please don't, please don't get too mad.
Please don't, please don't scream and shout
all I ever want is for you to be proud.
But please don't, please don't shield me
and I know for you my Mother, it won't be easy.
But please don't, please don't fear for me
I will be alright you just wait and see.
Track Name: Friend of a Friend
Friend of a Friend, why are you so shy?
friend of a friend, you're gonna make me cry
gonna make me cry.
Some time it's been since I laid with another
some time it's been since I laid with a lover
laid with a lover.
After all this time, I think I found a lover
but she can't be mine, she's already with another
already with another.
I should not have written, or ever sung this song
cos she's not mine to write about, I must move on.
I can't move on, I must move on
I can't move on.

We did not meet, we did not speak a word
but at one point I met your glare when I was looking at her.
I understand your fear but you're not scared of me
you're scared of a life without her and how empty it would be.
So, I say I'm sorry, for how I think and feel
but I'll give you my word and I'll make you this deal.
I won't act upon my impulse, I'll ignore my desires
I'll respect the love you've found but you better fucking treat her right.
Treat her right.

Friend of a friend, now you're not so shy
friend of a friend, you're making me cry.
Track Name: Johnnie Red
When I drink with my friends

I tell them the truth

about how I feel 

when I think of you

and how, how i wish 

you were mine, not his

and how, how i think

I’m a bit of a hit and miss.

But when I see the sun

rise up out of darkness

I’m sad but I sober up

grit my teeth beneath the laughter

and I, I know the truth

in the end is for the best

but i don’t wanna hurt you

so i’ll keep it in my chest.

I’ve got a bottle of Johnnie Red

and a bunch of free time

so I’ll fill up my head

but not enough to make me cry.

And I don’t know what is right

and I don’t know what i’m gonna do tonight

and all i know is that she

she is making me regret the way i drink.

Bruno the wise

he knows a thing or two

about white wine and life

and how to live it through

he said 'let it fill you up

and when you’re free you can let go

but, know when to stop

and never let it over flow’

I’ve got a bottle of Johnnie Red

and a bunch of free time

so i’ll fill up my head

but not enough to make me cry. 

And I don’t know what is right

and i don’t know what I’m gonna do tonight

and all I know is that she

She is making me regret the way I drink.

And I know that one day she

it is possible she could see the best in me.

So I’ll let go, and until then

I’ll get drunk and free with all of my friends.

I’ve got a bottle of Johnnie Red

and a bunch of free time

so let’s fill up our heads

and we can laugh and cry. 
Track Name: Now is not the Time
I spent too long drinkin' lyrics
and singing Johnnie Red
but I found myself something new and sweet
no more chocolate in my head.
And I stopped reaching out to you
when she pulled me away
and she kissed me on the lips
put a smile right on my face.

So cover your ears
and close your eyes
try to force me out
cos I'll stoke the fire
within your mind
as long as I'm around.

So now you'll start your drinkin'
and you'll draw pictures of me
and you'll scrunch up your empty wrapper
cos you can't help but think.
If you should reach out to me
you'd push my sweetness away
and I will tell you right now
that it's not the time or place.

So cover your ears
and close your eyes
try to force me out
cos I'll stoke the fire
within your mind
as long as I'm around.

We built this fire
to keep me warm
here within your mind
and if you
don't let me out
I swear I'll make you cry
I swear I'll make you cry
I swear I'll make you cry
For now is not the time
no now is not the time
no now is not the time
Now is not the Time.
Track Name: Bedtime Blues
Good lord, good lord, send me an angel down,
send me a woman who can bring me up from down.

I've been out drinking and dancing the night away
but I found my way home and now I'm here to stay.
I find my comfort alone and in my sleep
when I imagine a pretty french girl kissing my cheek.
And I hold the pillow as if it were another
but I'm disappointed when it don't make me warmer.

I'd settle for one night if a girl would just kiss my cheek
if it meant just one night out of my week
one night without a feeling of lonesome despair
one night where I simply don't have to care
or fear what ever, what ever will happen next
in the world of me and the opposite sex.

I'm drunk, tired and out of my mind
when I climb into bed I do my best not to cry.
And I slowly slip into imagination,
where I can finally feel the sweet sensation
of you next to me, holding my my hand.
Hold me close darling, make me your man.
Make me forget all that is true
please make me forget my bed time blues.

Good lord, good lord, send me an angel down,
send me a woman who can bring me up from down.
I said 'good lord, good lord, send me an angel down.'
and he said 'I can't spare you no angels, but there's plenty out on the town.'