Set The Hammond On Fire

by Bob Andrews

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released October 28, 2013

“Set The Hammond On Fire” features some great musicians
from New Orleans and New Mexico. They are:

Alex McMurray - Guitar
Calvin Johnson - Tenor sax
Casandra Faulconer - Bass
Hillary Smith - Vocals
Jermal Watson - Drums and Percussion
John Mooney - Slide Guitar

Bob Andrews - Hammond Organ, Piano, Guitar, Bass and Vocals

All songs © 2013

Recorded in Esplanade Studios, New Orleans and Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Engineered by Misha Kachkachishmili.

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Bob Andrews New Mexico

Bob grew up in the thick of the 60's and 70’s British music scene, inspired by American blues and R&B, playing keyboards for Nick Lowe, Graham Parker and Brinsley Schwarz as well as producing several top ten hits. Now living in New Mexico, he has released 3 CDs with his partner, RKR, a reunion CD with Parker and the Rumour, and played himself with the band in Judd Apatow's 2012 movie “This is 40”. ... more

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Track Name: Crazy Wild Blonde
I got my butt kickstarted
By a Crazy Wild Blonde
Before my life had
Nothing going on
I knew that I was lazy
Yeah, that was so wrong
I got my butt kickstarted
By a Crazy Wild Blonde.

Take a look at your life
‘Cos it’s never too late
You can’t get what you want
If you procrastinate
Every man needs
A kick in the ass
To make life worth living
Now, not in the past
I got my butt kickstarted
By a Crazy Wild Blonde.

Crank the music up fast
Just get out and dance
I want my crazy wild blonde
To get it going on
I can’t lose this last chance
I got my butt kickstarted
Track Name: Drought Of Desire
My whole world is burning
In fires and drought
I am paralyzed
With this smoke-filled sky
The drought of passion
Is fueling the flame
Of a barren existence
And heartbroken pain

Fertile fires
And sighs of liars
My whole world is burning
In a Drought Of Desire

Burning all around me these fertile fires
Seen through jaundiced eyes
And my sighs of a liar
Who can’t keep his word
And now I’m not even heard
And I’m feeling the heat
Of my life’s last defeat

Fertile fires…

My whole world is burning
As I sit and watch
And reflect on my losses
From my fires of destruction
And drought of energy
With no thought for my lover
Who has now left me

Fertile fires…
Track Name: My Big B3
For the big throbbing organ that wants the limelight
Gonna put away my piano tonight
Set fire, set fire to the stage
This organ’s gonna get played

My first little organ got the better of me
Then I swapped it out for a big B3
Now I got a big ass organ that wants the limelight
Gonna give you a taste of my big Hammond tonight

Chop up my organ
Put it on the grill
Gonna play it all day
Til you get your fill
All the keys are meltin
When I turn up the heat
My barbequed organ is what you’re gonna eat

My first little organ got the better of me
Then I swapped it out for a big B3
Now I got a big ass organ that wants the limelight
Gonna give you a taste of my big Hammond tonight

Fanning the flame
Gonna take another bite
My organ’s on fire
Ain’t no stopping it tonight
My big burnin organ’s
Gonna show you its stuff
And I’m gonna make sure
That you get enough

My first little organ got the better of me
Then I swapped it out for a big B3
Now I got a big ass organ that wants the limelight
Gonna give you a taste of my big Hammond tonight
Track Name: Sistah
Riding on keyboards
Through the wreck of my life
No matter, no matter how I tried
I couldn't get it right

But I changed, I changed
I changed, you know
Almost overnight
In a dream that seemed real to me
When Keith Richard’s sister
When Keith Richard’s sister
Made me see the light

Chasing too many coattails
For not enough pay
Nothing, nothing to show for it all
At the end of the day

But I changed, I changed
I changed, you know…

For too many years
Waited far too long
Messing up my life
And so damn wrong, damn wrong
Damn wrong

But I changed, I changed
I changed, you know…
Track Name: Earthquake
Too much time on my hands
Can't respond to your simple demands
Now our life is in shambles
While I slowly amble
To my empty tip jar

I ramble about the past
And the last time I shattered a glass
I ramble about the past
And the last time I shattered a glass

You coulda predicted my earthquake
All the fault lines were there
You coulda predicted my earthquake
But you didn't care, didn’t care, didn’t care

You look every day
To find some kinda way
To pick up the pieces
Of the destruction of creases
In our wrinkled old releases
Pretending to care
With no rumbling down there

You coulda predicted my earthquake
All the fault lines were there
You coulda predicted my earthquake
But you didn't care, didn’t care, didn’t care

Put your thoughts in jail
Say your faults put me in hell
Let’s blame all of them
And conveniently condemn
Anything, yeah anything else
So I can some day live with myself
Track Name: Fracking
Instrumental
Track Name: Punch Bowl
Told me what you wanted
I used to do it if I could
Used to wanna go right out
To the hanky pank woods
Now you just wanna get away
From the tired old words
And take away the punch bowl
Just when the party gets good

Tossin back the tears
When youre cryin like you should
Crumble up the past
Like a piece of dead wood
Hold you on your back
Til you say it shoulda been good
Take away the punch bowl
Just when the party gets good

My life seemed real
Before all my mistakes
Now we’ve got nothing to say
Even on a good day
I’m in a lost lonely race
To the bottom to my place
I thought I had tried
But to myself I just lied
So I can’t blame you baby
For giving up on me today
So go ahead and do it
Take away the punch bowl
Just when the party gets good
Track Name: Global Asylum
Give me global asylum
With a world of maniacs
It ain’t just dictators
That seem to be quacks
Give me global asylum
Let all the crazies out
Yeah baby that’s what
I am talkin about

Give me global asylum
Til the insanity pervades
Every facet of our lives
In an asinine parade
Give me global asylum
Take it all out baby
Before all the banks go flat down

While renegade fantasies
Explode all the day
Watchin demons of faith
Lyin like poisonous snakes
That keep the propaganda
Spittin all around
Give me global asylum
While the government shuts down
Track Name: Testifying
I’m gonna lay down my hands on this holy organ land
Gonna pray for some strength, rip out songs until it screams
Pawing all the keys, standing up and on my knees
Til my soul blasts out, blasts right out of me

I’m gonna give up all the sins that have ruined my life
And open my eyes and finally see the light
It’s a Hammond organ and it’s born again
I’m banging the pearly keys to let me in
Counting on my maker to come and rescue me

But in the meantime….
I’m gonna do some testifyin
I’m gonna do some justifyin
With a woman that’s irascible
She’s irrepressible
It’s undeniable, she’s insatiable

But in the meantime….
I’m gonna do some testifyin
I’m gonna do some justifyin
With a woman that’s irascible
She’s irrepressible, now she’s

Testifying on my testicles
I don’t care if it’s respectable
You’re a ball buster baby, you’re a ball buster baby

Testifying on my testicles
Testifying on my testicles
I don’t care if it’s respectable
You’re a ball buster baby, you’re a ball buster baby
You’re a ball buster baby
Track Name: Set The Hammond On Fire
Just playing my organ
At a regular gig
A groupie looked at me
Said my organ was big
A friendly cute groupie
Yeah innocent enough
Nothing ever happened
She became a good friend
Didn’t think that much about it
Til I saw her again
We hung out
Dancing, talking and stuff

But…before I knew it…

My groupie grabbed my ass
Stuck her hands down my pants
I grabbed her right back
And we started to dance
Danced all the night away
Just cuz she heard me play
My groupie grabbed my ass
I ain’t lookin back

Set the Hammond on Fire
Set the Hammond on Fire
Thrilled and Inspired
Set the Hammond on Fire

Oh shit look out my wife found out
Before I knew it
She got the gasoline out
Said she’s send the Hammond to Hell
She set My Hammond on Fire
My heart kinda fell
I loved that organ so well
But after that attack
There weren’t no goin back

My groupie grabbed my ass…