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Guma (2019)

Release Date: March 15, 2019

Guma (2019) Lyrics:

The last time I saw Ray Davies it was in HD
And he was playing those songs that I love to hear
And I found ’em online for free
And it’s not like it’s difficult
It’s something I think anyone can do

The last time I heard this record I thought the mix was perfect
And I don’t even know if you like that band
But it’s not like it’s difficult to ask
It’s something I think anyone can do

The next time I see Stephen I’m gonna thank him for no reason
That ship has sailed but I can see it from the beach, and I like what I’m seeing

And I don’t even know if you like that man
But it’s not like it’s difficult to ask

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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What do you want to do with me?
I want to watch you eat lemons in the belly of spring
I could ask you to do anything

He doesn’t like when I sing
Let the temperature bring what the temperature brings
Odor and rain

Every day is the same
I need you to know that I’m doing it right
That I so rarely feel tethered to my final form
My supreme way of being

Still thinking about the people that I want to be thinking about me

Fifth sense on the things that I like
I put hours and hours and hours into that bike

Time is a piston
And I need you to know I can prove it
That I so rarely feel tethered to my final form
My supreme way of being

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI) except “House Analogue” written by T.J. Masters and Chris Schlarb

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI) & Interstellar Music Holdings of the Psychic Temple (ASCAP)

Copyright 2022 Guma

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Great, another public wake under the belts of fools
Under the so-called rules of the union
Yeah, I saw that too– the people I follow are cool
It comes up in my suggested videos

You can talk about anything
You can look at any picture of any person
You can see what they’re all doing
You can learn how to do it too
But you can never get enough and you will never get it right

I struggle to get by stubborn as a mule
Why pay too much for school?
It’s going to be with me for a long while
So I give it one time for the ones who’ve thought about shooting yourself in the mouth
It comes up and I suggest you let it go

In the desert alone is a palm bone
And it stands up on its own
In the house on my own is a palm bone
And I can’t stop giving in

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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Red strings mean I gotta change
Because I want to know her
Not enough to know her too
Ankles to eyelids
I don’t want to talk about it

If I try, I can remember that everything I want to write is on the top floor of my being
No smear of ink
But I make it a project
Just what are you looking at?

Why try to say it, you can trust me I was there
And there’s quitters to be buried
Means I gotta change
Just enough to know her too

Body to spirit
Not without merit
I don’t want to talk about it

I know, and I remember that everything I want to write is on the top floor of my being
No smear of ink
Fixate on the object
Just what are you looking at?

As far as I am aware, I can see the top floor of my being
Looks so serene

I give you best the days of my life

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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Days grow up
And you make a choice
Time takes all kinds

Keep your voice
It is a physical history
The tell of the mood
Like a personal museum

“Let us eat”
I say it all of the time
But do you know what I mean
Do you?

Days grow up
Too much for meaning
See what you want, do you?
Take that one

I’m never bothered when I’m out
I’ve seen the big wheels that I’ve heard so much about

Keep ’em moving

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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This is the plan
When it’s over, take you in my hands
Run to the van
Cut you in two

Elephant plant
You look good, and I can’t understand
Why you give in
I’m talking to you
In the corner of the room

This is the plan
I made dinner, and I’m washing my hands
Know that I can
Know my will and I will let it be you

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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I remember they told us the train wasn’t coming through
They put us on a bus, but I was happy to tripping with you
For a moment forgetting my blues

It’s funny how life’s questions are all about me
I didn’t think I was the star of a movie, but I know I could be
I know I can put up with the depression and the cash money

If it’s not what you’re thinking, maybe you change your mind
If it’s not what you’re seeing, maybe it takes time

A stranger and a bride are soon united
It doesn’t matter if you get me wrong
I still think of you as pure and undivided

Can you believe that we were there on the back of a round and rippled spine?
I was thinking what would he be thinking if he were alive and well-liked
Envy the guide
Pride of our dreams,
Supple and lean,
Made in famous magazines

A circle to the vine will be provided
It doesn’t matter if you’re doing it wrong
I still think of you as pure and undivided

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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I’m all squared up with every woman I’ve loved
Each, as in every one
Know I keep them distinct
I’d given myself all the freedom of motion
What a delicate thing

I’m headed for the country

And this world ain’t too big that I can’t get around it in time
But I’ve got to get up
In the year of decline
It’s not that I like being high all the time
But it’s not like I mind

So I’m headed for the country

He led me outside toward the finest hours
Brought to my mem’ry caps that we devoured
Like the air of a culture under a rolling pin,
I can smell almost everything
The grass, the season’s pass,
And wild onions he had found

So we’re headed for the country

All songs written by T.J. Masters

Published by Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma

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Guma (2019) Credits:

Produced by: Chris Schlarb
Engineered by: Devin O’Brien
Mixed by: T.J. Masters and Chris Schlarb
Assistant Engineering by: Jason Chavez
Mastered by: JJ Golden

Tabor Allen – drumset
Ana Barreiro – drums
Anna Butterss – electric and double bass
Steuart Liebig – electric bass
T.J. Masters – acoustic guitar and electric guitar, lead vocals
Tony Rinaldi – acoustic & electric piano, Hammond organ

With:
Doug Fischer – backing vocals (2, 4, 8), shaker (3)
Evan Garfield – conga, bell (3)
Danny T. Levin – trumpet
Sebastián López – conga (3), backing vocals (2, 4, 8)
David Moyer – tenor & baritone saxophone
Natalia Pérez – vocals (2, 4, 5, 8)
Alex Sadnik – alto saxophone, horn arrangements

Recorded from May 4-6, 2018

Additional recording in New York, NY. & Austin, TX.

Additional engineering by: T.J. Masters

Layout by: David J. Woodruff
Back cover photography by: Devin O’Brien

All songs written by: T.J. Masters
Published by: Guma University Publishing (BMI)

Copyright 2019 Guma