Guma (2016)
Release Date: May 17, 2016
Guma (2016) Lyrics:
If I’m being actual
And I am, I know
No such thing as no time
Go out of town, and it’s still with me
So sweet, but I don’t want to overeat
Could you hear us saying it?
“I do”
I do all the time, every day
If we go upstate where you almost did it
It’s OK to think about everything
All right moving right along
Good like a true trip, everything is on
When she is, isn’t it a thrill?
Don’t it make you think we could have a real thing?
We could have a real feast
All right moving right ahead
Good like a true trip, living with the Dead
When I am, isn’t it a kick?
Don’t it make you think we could have a real thing?
We could have a real feast
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
Try to talk about the hue
Given inadequate words
Talk about “gardening the real”
To hear Gene tell it, you just wouldn’t believe how it could make you feel
So what have I seen?
I saw a golden light
I saw a pale blue stain
I saw your face in the woods, and I didn’t even try
I saw the way I live, and I thought about the way I’d die
Let me in, let me in
Let me know you’re doing okay
Let me know you got out and you’re on the run
To hear Nick tell it, you just wouldn’t believe how much you could miss someone
Soft mobile tones
I heard a howling wind
I heard the sound of sin in a sylvan bower
I heard myself in the woods, under my breath, saying, “I love you”
And I think about you every hour
You bring it back into the middle
And the middle is an ordinary place
And the middle has the same amount of spiritual wealth
But you have every right on every plane to be wishing you were somewhere else
Selfish, I know
But I want to do it all
I want to do everything with you
I want to wake up early, or in the middle of the night
I want to get you, and I want to do you right
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
Come into my arms, I’m waiting
Couldn’t you see yourself here?
Pitch wet and given to rambling about nothing at all
Yeah, but wouldn’t you like to hear?
Give it a day or two
I know you’re getting blues like cold is catching
It is a river it will run right through
And every day you can get hungry knowing that I’ll cook for you
Sing a different song, I’m tired of that one
I know I like the tune, but it’s killing me
Come into my house, it’s, well, it’s not really mine
But I’ve been living here since June
Give it a day or two
I know you’re getting blues like cold is catching
It is a river it will run right through
And every day you can get hungry knowing that I’ll cook for you
And I like to
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
Dumb luck would have it
But I’d rather it not
The mud gets in
And the transmission gets shot
Where the doorway meets the room
Where the gravestone meets the tomb
Dumb luck would have it
Do other people think about their other lovers?
I couldn’t tell you
But tell me I’m yours
More than a good fuck
More than just dumb luck
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
You took some getting to, but I got to you
Well, I usually do
I know it’s not polite to write about you
But it’s doing me good
I’m making movies with your body
I won’t be putting you through it, dear
Like I usually do
You don’t have to be neat but you have to be mine
Before you sign the paper you really should read every word
I’m gonna make movies with your body
But when the song is a different tune
And I know it’s a good time
Well defined by a growing pain in my side
You know, I start to feel like that guy from that movie
Who was it?
I can’t recall
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
Big, young hips
And a dress I can see through
You look tired, and it gets to be past 1AM
But you know your face lights up when I make you come
Words of love
When I feel like singing a song to you
But I rarely do
There, there me
Talking too much about how I used to be
But my summers do have a curfew
And I wind up sleeping for a day or two
But I have a precious friend
And I ain’t worried about how it’s gonna end
Would it be much easier to quit
If I were an idiot?
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
Listen up you diamond lovers
You know you got it good, you motherfuckers
You got that diamond love
And you got it like a rock gets in an easy place
Hear me you death palm packer
I thank of you don’t count my cards
You got that evil eye
And you’re staring down my time
I got a plus one for her, don’t make me explain
She’s got that four-point body
And you know I’m getting lost in it
Ink and sweat
Hair and makeup
Eyebrows and eyes, too
Hear me you good game enders
If I had a little more regret
I’d be struck down from behind loving with envy
My girlfriends would agree
If I know my diamond lovers
You do your fucking underneath the covers
But I am an idea man
Approach it with a plan
I’m coming over
And I’m going to do something to you
And I like it all
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
If you’ve got a lover then you’ve got to love her and you should
And if all of the others visit in a dream, she won’t make a scene
If you’ve got to love her, you’ve just got to love her and you should
If you can feel the mother, feel the womb, it’s the right thing to do
To the state of my birth will I ever return?
Every waking moment spent searching for that urn
Do you have space in you?
To the state of my birth will I ever get back?
I’ve seen north Georgia on a downward track
It’s not that I need blue pine slopes,
Red mud, and a glass of Coke
If I’ve got a lover then I’m going to love her as I should
And if all of the others visit in a dream, I won’t say a thing
If you’ve got to love him you’ve just got to love him and you should
If you can feel the coffin, feel the tomb, it’s the only thing to do
To the state of my birth will I ever get me
No fault in the past, no fear in virgin territory
No caffeine when you die, no sugar
To non-being and to being
Live in one, think about the other
Think about swapping, think again
I don’t like that idea
But it visits in a dream and you can’t say a thing
All songs written by T.J. Masters
Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma
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Guma (2016) Credits:
Produced by: T.J. Masters at West West Side Music, New Windsor, NY
Engineered by: Matt Crawford
Special Thanks to: Alan Douches
T.J. Masters – vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, electric bass, keyboards, percussion
With:
Michael Pedron – electric and double bass on 4, 5, 6, 7
John Thayer – drums on 1, 4, 5, 7
Recorded January 4-8, 2016
Mastered by (2021): JJ Golden at Golden Mastering, Ventura, CA
Layout by: Robert Carroll
Photography by: T.J. Masters except
Portrait by: Michael Pedron
All songs written by: T.J. Masters
Published by: Guma University Publishing (BMI)
Copyright 2016/2021 Guma