Leave the dishes.
Leave the rake.
Call your lawer.
Find out what’s at stake.
Put your name
down on my roll
and shake your soul.
Play my trumpet.
Ring my bell.
Lead your horse to water.
Throw him down the well.
Give me up
your body whole
and shake your soul.
You can brag of your knowledge
and boast of your vows.
It will all be forgotton
a hundred years from now.
You can stick around here
and start to mold
or shake your soul.
Take me down
along the track.
Let’s kill it kid
lets ball the jack
I’ll be your second man.
I’ll be your mole.
Just shake your soul
Jesus told Peter
“I’ll make you a fisher of men.
I asked you once,
I won’t ask again.
Lay down your nets,
you won’t have to troll.
Just shake your soul.”
Forget the mackerel.
Forget the trout.
Tell your captain
you’re cutting out.
Leave that ship
up on the shoal.
Shake your soul
I’ve got no time.
I just can’t wait
for you to untangle
the subtle threads of fate.
Don’t bother to take back
everything you stole.
Just shake your soul.
Forget your family.
Forget your friends.
Forget your dumb ideas
about morals and concequence.
Let your heart
out on parole.
Shake your soul.
credits
from The Best Of The Bantam Years,
released January 22, 2013
Pete Lanctot- Vocals, Guitar
Gene Perla- Bass
Paul Wells- Drums
Tom Heyman documents life in San Francisco circa 2023, refusing to succumb to easy characterization & instead capturing the city’s nuance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2023