Resurrection

by The Dead Exs

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This record was recorded live in the studio at Flow NY over the summer and fall of 2010.

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released 22 March 2011

Produced, recorded, mixed and mastered at Flow NY by David Pattillo

David Pattillo - GUITAR, VOX
Wylie Wirth - DRUMS

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The Dead Exs New York, New York

The Dead Exs ain't just a back to basics blues revival. With David Pattillo's gritty wails and garage punk delta slide and Wylie Wirth's thunderous finesse of an old Ludwig kit there is immediately a sense that these guys do something fresh and new.

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Track Name: More Stuff
More Stuff

Super diet fat burner stack it up ship it out
Hot wax glue gun space bag jump and shout
Quick fix one step easy does it all u need
Black top pop shop enlightenment at double speed

I...... Want more stuff
I...... Want more stuff

EZ step EZ grill shoes away get in shape
Minic chopper fanny lifter belly burn dont flake
Snore less eat right get fit big bite
Swivel mop super bra make it hot and keep it tight

I...... Want more stuff
I...... Want more stuff

What about all this old stuff man? Gotta get a garage

Nice legs quick shave back bend behave
Get a grip dont you quit get screwed and get saved
Pick it up take a hit stuff it in a dirty sock
Everybodys got one everybody on the block

I...... Want more stuff
I...... Want more stuff
I...... Want more stuff
I...... Want more stuff

What about all this old stuff man? Gotta get a garage



© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: All Over You
All Over You

I wanna get all over you
Be your friend and lover too
I like the way the way u look
I wanna read u like a book
You got my love locked up it's true
I wanna get all over you

You know I got you in my sights
I wanna hold you late at night
I wanna take you by the hand
I want to roll with you in the sand
You got my love locked up it's true
I wanna get all over you

I wanna taste you like a cake
I wanna love you when you wake
I'll bring you breakfast in our bed
I'll take the calls and make the bread
You got my love locked up it's true
I wanna get all over you


© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: Angel From New Orleans
Angel From New Orleans

New Orleans, New Orleans
I got an Angel For New Orleans
New Orleans, New Orleans
I got an Angel For New Orleans
And if I fall in the city of sin
She’s gonna rise up and take me in

She was raised on Jesus
I believe she’s touched the hands of love
She was raised on Jesus
I believe she’s touched the hands of love
I seen her praying in the dark
Speaking to the powers above

The twang in her tongue
The curl in her hair
The salt in her tears
The essence of the flower that she wears
Oh...I got an angel
And if I fall in the city of sin
She’s gonna rise up and take me in

New Orleans, New Orleans
I got an Angel For New Orleans
New Orleans, New Orleans
I got an Angel For New Orleans
And if I fall in the city of sin
She’s gonna rise up and take me in
Track Name: Whole Lotta Nothin
Whole Lotta Nothin

I got a whole lotta nothin
I got no reason to stay
I keep on thinking you love me
But i just can’t find my way

People got their reasons for love lost everyday
Shouldn’t be no big thing baby i should learn to go my own way
Something keeps me hanging keeps waiting on you to change
I can get a little but i always end up the same

I got a whole lotta nothin
I got no reason to stay
I keep on thinking you love me
But i just can’t find my way
I got a whole lotta nothin
I got no eyes in my head
I keep knocking on your back door
I just can’t get you in bed


People tell me don’t be foolish
You have wasted your precious time
One day older i can feel it tearing at me down deep inside
No one like you baby there ain’t no one like you baby in town
Why you gotta butter me up just to melt me down

I got a whole lotta nothin
I got no reason to stay
I keep on thinking you love me
But i just can’t find my way
I got a whole lotta nothin
I got no eyes in my head
I keep knocking on your back door
I just can’t get you in bed

Whohoo hoo hoo ooh ooh
Whohoo hoo hoo ooh ooh oooh ooh ooh
Whohoo hoo hoo ooh ooh


© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: Trouble In Kind
Trouble In Kind

One more night why you gotta leave me so blue
One more night baby don’t you know i want you
I’m not blind baby we got trouble in kind

I can see see your eyes are telling me no
I don’t know why you wanna let me go
Days behind baby we got trouble in kind

Take my hand baby there aint no need to stall
You got legs i ain’t gonna ask you to crawl
I’m inclined baby we got trouble in kind

Lost inside when you got the world at your feet
Lost inside baby dont you know life is sweet
Just let it slip your mind baby we got trouble in kind

© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: Shut Up And Love Me
Shut Up And Love Me

I’m trying to make it on 10 dollars a day
I’m working part time and their docking my pay
My baby tells me we got three mouths to feed
I stop complaining if she’d just say to me

Shut up and love me
Shut up and love me

We had our future in the 401K
Got reinvested in some quick money game
My daddy’s fortune got lost in that plan
My mamas old now she don’t understand

Shut up and love me
Shut up and love me

Outdated ways
The job never pays
The boss is so lazy he takes holidays
You're gonna be blue
When I don't come running to you

The moneys over and the well is dry
The promises turned out to be lies
I hear it on the news I got too much on my mind
So much information man i’m going blind

Shut up and love me
Shut up and love me
Shut up and love me
Shut up and love me

© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: Daddy Issues
Daddy Issues

Somebody’s talking to you
And you're thinking about what he said
It aint making no sense
Daddy issues inside your head

Incoming call the taxi just passed you by
People screaming and voicemail chime
You say its alright its alright for you
Come on little sister what the fuck you gonna do

Go on and breathe
Go on and get what u deserve
You are the queen
Your daddy issues get you what u need
And your daddy understands you
Better than your boyfirend

He’s running on a high
He’s gonna ride the wave back home
He’s just a call away oh yeah
When your boyfriend leaves you feeling alone

Go on and breathe
Go on and get what u deserve
You are the queen
Your daddy issues get you what u need
Go on and breathe
Go on and get what u deserve
You are the queen
And your daddy understands you
Better than your boyfirend

If he just had a little more attention
If daddy just used to listen
Instead of going off and doing his thing
Listening to my thing
But daddy loves you now, daddy loves you now




© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: Come Down Easy
Come Down Easy
Baby come down easy
Dont fall so hard
I seen ya jumpin
In your backyard
Come down easy
You dont have to lose
He left u crying
In your dancing shoes

We used to talk of being free
So what is it you wanna be
Oh oh this time you gotta let him roll

Baby come down easy
He's bound to fly
But I got a shoulder
For you to cry
Yeah come down easy
And I'll see ya through
Cause thats what my mama
Taught me to do

We used to talk of being free
So what is it you wanna be
Oh oh this time you gotta let him roll

Baby come down easy
Don't get me wrong
What don't kill ya
Its gonna make you strong
Come down easy
Lighten up that load
Step outside mama
And see that open road

We used to talk of being free
So what is it you wanna be
Oh oh this time you gotta let him roll
© 2010 D. Pattillo
Track Name: Gone
Gone

You gotta watch out
Where you put your time these days
When you share your lovin ways
Where you put your heart
Your baby was shrewd
Left you with a cold blank stare
Made you pay the whole cab fare
And walked on

She’s gone
She’s gone
When she let go she was gone

Yeah i guess you never knew
The kind of damage love could do
The kind that makes you crack in two
The kind that takes a life
A grown man losing pride
To keep his woman satisfied
Doesn’t matter what you tried
You were on your own

She’s gone
She’s gone
When she let go she was gone

And now theres people
Asking how she’s doing alone
Ask you whereabouts unknown
And whos she seeing
Living on the back streets
She’s making love to deadbeats
Dancing on her bare feet
Wasting her soul

She’s gone
She’s gone
When she let go she was gone

©2010 D. Pattillo