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1.
The Thought 03:53
Seven months, sixteen days Still I’m lost in the thought of you There’s how many turns to take And I’m down on our avenue New dress in your favorite store And it hangs on the thought of you I thought I had found my way But I’m lost in the thought How I lost you, my baby girl I fight with this song, and I picture you underneath Singing along, the piano’s your canopy Flick through my phone to the moments I had to sneak To capture the way you only were when you were with me (Chorus) No one before fit with so much criteria Now I check the door for this girl from the area Filter my words or she’ll know I’m like this fatalist Who try moving on and I don’t see the point of it (Chorus)
2.
Chorus: They call me the Catholic Playah [All up] in discernment prayers But it ain’t so shady looking for a lady Hitting up the parish fundraiser Yeah, I’m a Catholic roamin’, rollin’ Solo [Looking for a Leia] So ladies, don’t be hatin’: love your neighbour And I’ll see you later So here we go, I’ll start my flow With a welcome to the show I’m a Catholic rapper like you never heard before But a hand for my man, Fr Stan, and the also-rans; If I’m narcissistic, it’s intrinsic to the form, fool! Anyway, my friend Don’s fiancee She had the gall to call me a PLAYAH but I say: “That’s slander, panda” Worry about YOUR man Who check his ex up on my Facebook every chance that he can. ‘Cos I’m friends with many ladies From many walks of life, and I really do try To be a witness to Christ With no glint in my eye Though I’m trying to find a wife - To the seculars I’m safe and the Catholics I’m sly. I’m the real Peter Parker and my spider-bite was this: I gave a year to the Lord and he opened my gifts So why’m I missing every catch? I’ll join up Catholic Match Gonna take this swag to a new cabbage patch (Chorus) So hi, I’m Eli Twenty-nine, never married Height: 5’ 7”; body type: athletic [Yeah, right!] It’s alright to lie white and get your profile tight To catch a cutie’s eye on a Catholic dating site So let’s talk about me I like walks on the beach, saying romantic rosaries I only drink socially, would pick Marvel over DC And movies over TV If I had to pick a favorite saint - there’s many But it’s probably gotta be JP, The Greatest Have you read Mulieris Dignitatum, or Evangelium Vitae? I’ve got my head around some Latin You don’t see that everyday Unless you only like the Tridentine Rite But I don’t need that kind of weird at this time in my life So girl, just step aside I’ll see the next one in line Who’ll be down with T.O.B. - that’s the Catholic T.L.C. Maybe I can teach you if you ask nicely… [Seventeen views, I ain’t worried ‘bout a thing; I’m sending out winks like a brrringchingching!] (Chorus) Yo, this is PHI, here to spit ‘Bout the serious side of shit And the single man’s struggle with the World, flesh and devil. I’m an everyday saint and a Saturday sinner Trying to sort myself out and still look like a winner ‘Cos I don’t want to miss this vague 'future spouse' That my olds pray about, they say: "If you’re following the Lord she’ll turn up anyway" But I’m getting pretty bored Of the same concentric Catholic circles And the same eccentric ninja turtles It’s like a moving set of hurdles meeting new girls Who’ll hang around your world Long enough to get to know ‘em Well enough to want to get to know ‘em more ‘Cos you ask ‘em cold they’re heading for the door What you running for? Yo, girls with the grief: “Where’s the masculinity??” Well, shucks, how ‘bout a “yes” for the next Catholic dweeb ‘Cos there’s fellas less than me in the social graces count And I’m striking out So what’s that all about? If you ain’t dating ‘cos you’re waiting For a Blessed Pier Giorgio type to skate in first Well, you’re making matters worse Putting hopes in a hearse Ima keep "playing" ‘cos nothing else works (Chorus)
3.
You’ve been down some broken road Recovered not so long ago He was there before I got to know ya We’ve been in each other’s air A dozen signs show something’s there And baby I know he’s not the one somebody owes you For all that you’ve been through But maybe, he’s the forerunner To what you need And what we’ll be Chorus: Babe, you should be with me He’s harmless, but a near-miss If we’re honest about it We’re in sympathy It’s a vibe, a spark, a feeling You see it, believe it And say with me: “Baby, be with me” What you see is what you get And babe you ain’t seen nothing yet Down this road there’s only good surprises You and I, we harmonize We fit together low or high It’s crazy How our histories could find their healing Right before our eyes So it slays me when you flow by me With a sly smile Still in denial (Chorus) So you’re heart of gold Got bought and sold And you don’t want to hurt another So you won’t want to know How it tears at my soul That you won’t believe we need each other As lovers (Instrumental) (Chorus)
4.
Simple Love 04:35
She don't ask much about me So I don't know how deep this goes But I fall for the redheads And this one's a rose Someone to touch that I can call up And hear "hey baby, hey" Am I asking too much Or not enough? Am I losing my way Chorus: Maybe I want a simple love (for once) What if what I've been dreaming of Ain't worth as much as what it costs? And the simple things I can't afford To keep passing up It's a simple sum For simple love Age don't make such a difference (But it did before) Can I say that I'm finding myself (Or losing my soul) Can I say that I'm open to fate? (Or different mistakes) If we just deal in the present We won't deal alone Someone to touch that I can call up And hear "hey baby, hey" Am I asking too much Or not enough? Am I losing my way (Chorus) Simple love, simple love Simple love's enough... (Chorus)
5.
Tîi Rák 02:25
I think I know I love you When you hold me With your head up against my chin There's this peace overwhelms me and the armor I'm in I think I know I love you 'cos I feel it in my eyes It's not like I'm crying... But it's like I'm crying With relief that we found us Tîi Rák these tears are my proof I think I know I love you When you call me And it's four in the morning, your hemisphere But the picture is clear so you're just happy to see me I think I know I love 'cos I feel it in my eyes It's not like I'm crying But it's like I'm crying With relief that we found us Tîi Rák these tears are my proof And when I'm in my head and a logical one You're my east window, that lets in the sun Warming me up with love Oh, I think I'm crying Just a little crying It's a release for we found us Tîi Rák I tear up for you

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released July 3, 2020

All songs written, recorded, performed, produced and mixed by Eli Moore

Track 3 recorded by Fer Moreno and Eli Moore

Soprano Sax by John Salzano

Electric Bass on track 3 by Raian Valenca João
Drums on track 3 by Fer Moreno

Mastered by Zac Tiessen, ZT Music Studio

All songs © Eli Moore 2020

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