Booze Fighter

by The Streakin' Healys

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The Streakin’ Healys, the greatest outlaw country band north of the Mason-Dixon Line, hail from Portland, Oregon. Their debut album, Booze Fighter releasing May 31, 2011, is guaranteed to be a fan favorite. Booze Fighter is promised to blow their fans out of the water (or in The Streakin' Healys’ case, into the beer). The Streakin’ Healys deliver all your favorite aspects of classic country, Americana, and punk rock mixed into one alcohol-fueled machine.

The Streakin’ Healys have been playing songs such as Shot After Shot, Do It, and The Devil and I for years at shows, and now their fans are finally getting to take those tracks home with them. But Big Mike Healy still has a few tricks up his long sleeves. With this album, he and band-mate Dirty Earl unfold the much awaited new tune, My Life.

The Streakin’ Healys aim to revolutionize the face of the music industry with their self-named drunkabilly style. Critics say Booze Fighter can be written off as gimmicky, but if you are willing to dig slightly deeper, you will find all of the songs are rooted on clever lyrics and excellent musicianship. There you will also find many callbacks to the band’s influences such as Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash, John McClane, and Hanks I, II, and III.

If you make it out to one of their shows, you will be sure to enjoy their signature washtub bass as well as the band’s love of audience interaction (specifically during The Shot Song when Big Mike strongly encourages his audience to join him in taking three shots in the span of the two-minute song).

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released May 31, 2011

Musicians
Acoustic Guitar & Vocals: Big Mike Healy
Washtub Bass: Dirty Earl
Drums: Jesse Belle James
Fiddle: Sir Ian of Brandon
Electric Guitar: Double Wide & Uncle Larry
Slide Guitar: Uncle Larry & Dan P.
Banjo: Banjo Pete
Harmonica: Dan P.
Jaw Harp: Big Mike Healy

All Songs Written By Mike Healy
Recorded By Dan Pisarcik At:
The Alice House Recording Studio
Portland, OR

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Track Name: Honky Tonk Nights
HONKY TONK NIGHTS

As last night’s fog lifts from my head
I now realize I’m in a stranger’s bed
There’s blood on my hand and glass on the floor
The trail leads up to the busted door
My memory jogs right back to me
Little white pills chased by whiskey
I see the damage in front and back of me
My conscience screams fucking apathy

CHORUS
Every time it is the same
Drink all night and wake up in pain
Whiskey, gin and coke turned out the lights
Everyone join it’s my honky tonk nights

I don’t drink wine unless it comes from a jug
I don’t watch soccer and I won’t munch rug
I’m drunk everyday as I run around the house
I like my beer by the 40 ounce
Don’t expect an apology from me
And don’t you think I’ll just turn the other cheek
And everything I do you don’t have to like
But I’m not gonna change and they call me Big Mike

CHORUS
Every time it is the same
Drink all night and wake up in pain
Whiskey, gin and coke turned out the lights
Everyone join it’s my honky tonk nights

CHORUS
Every time it is the same
Drink all night and wake up in pain
Whiskey, gin and coke turned out the lights
Everyone join it’s my honky tonk nights
Track Name: Shot After Shot
SHOT AFTER SHOT

When I was a little boy my father sat me down
He said now son we've just begun let's have another round
He said now son we're sober now in an hour we won't be
That whiskey put hair on my chest and made a man of me

CHORUS
We took shot after shot and we slammed our glasses down
We took shot after shot then we poured another round
We took shot after shot then my father hit the ground
He said now son go get my gun and he took a shot at me

As I get much older now all my money goes to gasoline
I wouldn't spend that much on wine or food or vaseline
I miss those simpler days when Dad and I would get stoned drunk
We'd rob the local liquor store and fill up our whole trunk

CHORUS
We took shot after shot and we slammed our glasses down
We took shot after shot then we poured another round
We took shot after shot then my father hit the ground
He said now son go get my gun and he took a shot at me

I got no wife and kids they would just be ashamed of me
I'd stumble home to them and in the sink I would pee
No woman, job or record label can take me seriously
Go fuck yourselves I'm happy to just die in mystery

CHORUS
We took shot after shot and we slammed our glasses down
We took shot after shot then we poured another round
We took shot after shot then my father hit the ground
He said now son go get my gun and he took a shot at me
He said now son go get your gun and he took a shot at me
Track Name: The Worst Day
THE WORST DAY

One dark and drizzly night
Nearly 3AM
One wet and winding road
Could be the end of him
Just another figure for a book he's in
Terrified and marginalized
Now his life has been

This is the worst day

I can hear the angels singing in my mind
I don't know where they'll take me this time

He wakes up in a daze
Can see his legs are stained
From blood
And he's been restrained
To protect him and keep him from pain
Stay awake recall, and try to state your name

This is the worst day

I can hear the angels singing in my mind
I don't know where they'll take me this time

I'll tell you I don't want to go
Track Name: Whiskey Drinkin' Man
WHISKEY DRINKIN' MAN

I'm a whiskey drinkin' man
She's a wine drinkin' girl
and we take my truck all over the world
your jet black hair changes everyday
you got another tattoo and I'm stuck in my way
As the cards are dealt we gotta play our hand
And I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man

Start in LA head to New Orleans
And you won't believe the shit I have seen
So many shows to play, living day by day
She feeds me Jack Daniel's and I'm on my way
She's messed up good yeah just like me
She enables me to co-dependency
Just one of the boys if you need her to be
If you mess with her you gotta answer to me
It's a profound love between the bottle and us
Then from New Orleans it's Boston or bust
We roam from town to town just to settle our debt
I've sent my shrink to early retirement
I don't need no twelve step plan
Cause I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man
Yeah I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man

When we're back home it's free drinks at the bar
And both her arms are covered in stars
Just one look shook me up you can see
Her right shoulder says D.P.W.C.
Long Beach Harbor just treated us right
Sleep on a boat under the stars at night
Drunk on the marina strolling hand in hand
And I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man
Yeah I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man

Been crowned the whiskey king of every local bar
Barons of Beer and Lords of Rum have traveled from afar
Ducks and drunks and skunx and punks
And scallywags we rule
Heads of state, religion and wars they are the King of Fools
Glass in hand I'll rule this land
And I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man
Yeah I'll always be your whiskey drinkin' man
Track Name: Booze Fighter
BOOZE FIGHTER

There was a young booze fighter who was filled with rebel pride
He gathered up his belongs and kissed his mom goodbye
He joined his cause’s army cause his innocence had died
His mother cried and she cried and she cried and she cried

The story of our booze fighter starts in simpler times
With origins unknown there’s no history you will find
He fights social injustice but don’t call it crime
There is but one thing that does occupy his mind

He said my goal’s but one
That everyone has fun
We’ll drink and drink some more
Then we’ll pass out on the floor
Now open your mouth and taste this everyone let’s get wasted

The booze fighter he’s no mortal man
Try to keep up with him, no man can
Booze is what gives him his energy
He don’t need food
And he don’t need sleep (sleep, sleep, sleep)

He said my goal’s but one
That everyone has fun
We’ll drink and drink some more
Then we’ll pass out on the floor
Now open your mouth and taste this everyone let’s get wasted
Track Name: Reseda, California
RESEDA, CALIFORNIA

You know that feeling when you find her and your both so alike
You stay together all day and night
You drink and smoke and have fun and don't fight
Everything is total black and white

Start at Casey's and the Yard where no sorrows are drowned
Then take the truck out of town
We are Venice bound
A new king and queen are crowned

Should we head to Vegas or down to Mexico
Stolen wig and cowboy hat in tow
They'll never catch us or know
How far we are from home

Everything I own and love is right here with me in this car
My hopes, my dream and this old guitar
We're gonna run away real far
Where no one knows who we are

CHORUS
I want to go back to Reseda, California
Two more years and I never would have known ya
I want to go back to Reseda, California
Come to our town you know we're gonna own ya
I want to go back
I want to go back
I want to go back
I want to go back
I want to go back
To Reseda, California

I got your message and I never would have missed that call
I wish I could have broken your fall
Our hopes and dreams have crashed into a wall
With no regrets we lived above all

You never think those good friends will ever die
Rebekka you are always on my mind
Dirty Pirate Whores for life
I never got to say goodbye

CHORUS
I want to go back to Reseda, California
Two more years and I never would have known ya
I want to go back to Reseda, California
Come to our town you know we're gonna own ya
I want to go back
I want to go back
I want to go back
I want to go back
I want to go back
To Reseda, California
Track Name: The Devil and I
THE DEVIL AND I

I met a man down at the railroad tracks
As I sat and played guitar
He said now son let's have a little fun
And show them who we are
The first thought that crossed my mind
In Georgia I must lie
Men have sold their souls for less
To be as good as I
So on our way we go and play
The game's debauchery
It is fully possible he's been corrupted by me
We'll tempt the innocent to beer, and jack and sins of flesh
If you wanna see us raise some hell, can I get a hell yes?
HELL YES!

CHORUS
We drink and we fight
We stay up all night
We can't do nothing at all right
I don't care what you said to me
We will plead insanity

He takes three shots and does a line and smokes a little weed
That shit will knock you on your ass alcohol is all I need
Mary's where the night it peaks and sin is maximized
The sweat it runs on down their hips over their supple thighs
What night would be complete until we're on our knees and say
But not at church or to your God is it that we pray
Our deity is round and white and made of porcelain
It helps us as we struggle to relive our night again

The older that I seem to get
I see the error in my ways
What would all my heroes think
Including John McClane
I believe it's what alcoholics call
A moment of clarity
I'll live my life on the narrow and straight
And bleed sobriety
I'll never break the law and promise to follow all the rules
If you actually think I'll live this way
You are a fucking fool
I don't need your techno, rap, or manufactured MTV
Don't need all your mindless drones
That will blindly follow me
But if you want fun, drink, and music
And originality
Here's your choice:
Sweat on the mat or bleed on the street
Because we

CHORUS
Drink and we fight
We stay up all night
We can't do nothing at all right
I don't care what you said to me
We will plead insanity
Track Name: Do It
DUET
I have a heart, I have a soul
I have a mind, I'm in control
Although you may be laughing now
That could change I'll show you how
You can run and you can hide
I'm what you want so now decide
You took away my breath and pride
But I might stop by tonight

Your smell, your taste, your memories
I never ever want to leave
He said that he could love you more
You know that that's a lie for sure
Your eyes your lips your skin your hair
I've gotta leave, so much I care
My life I just can't handle it
To your temptation I submit
Soon I won't forget

Well I was scared but now I'm free
Still I won't stop and you will see
In my heart you'll always be
Still our time was just a fantasy
It was more than business I admit
But now you must get over it
Soon I won't forget

CHORUS
I won't forget you
You fucked up my life
Let's go our own way for tonight

Oh, I'd give it all to you, if you'd ask me to
Oh, here we go again just your shenanigans
I'd make an honest woman of you
You'd need something borrowed and blue
I know it's a hard life you've been through
I'll make a world we'll escape to
It's not that simple to begin
I've gotta float now you must swim
Help me cause I'm drowning
And sinking to the bottom of my life

CHORUS
I won't forget you
You fucked up my life
Let's go our own way for tonight

I won't forget you (I)
You fucked up my life (Won't)
So say goodbye (Forget You)
Track Name: Ghost of Prefontaine
GHOST OF PREFONTAINE

Well let me tell you a story about a man that's from Eugene
He ran both far and wide and he lived out his dream
He rode his feet all over the world I'll tell you what I mean
His parents called him Steve but the world called him Pre

Pre he was a front running man
You'd think he ran each race
Without any plan
He held every record all across this land
He started fast, he finished fast, that's how he ran

Bowerman said, “I'll make a champion of you”
That's just what he did before he was through
Pre ran for his country and fought the AAU
He always did the things that he said he would do

Go Pre
Go Pre
Go Pre
Go Pre Go

A dark and drizzly night on the roads of Oregon
A swerve a crash and Pre was gone as fast as he had come
Alone in that street he died without anyone
He'll be the first to heaven just fire that starting gun

Go Pre
Go Pre
Go Pre
Go Pre Go
Track Name: Man of Mystery
MAN OF MYSTERY

This rambling man doesn't live here no more
They chased him out of town and they boarded up the door
He wasn't happy with what they wanted him to be
He's a man of mystery

He was a man of sorrow and a man of woe
Show him the book of rules and out it would go
When the guns are drawn the last man standing he'd be
He's a man of mystery

CHORUS
Tie a knot
String 'em up
Pull it tight
He said
Don't let 'em down
When they're off the ground

A battle was waged all across this land
Blood was shed by the work of his hand
As he left town there's no chaos just peace
As he's a man of mystery

CHORUS
Tie a knot
String 'em up
Pull it tight
He said
Don't let 'em down
When they're off the ground


CHORUS
Tie a knot
String 'em up
Pull it tight
He said
Don't let 'em down
When they're off the ground
Track Name: The Struggle in Life
THE STRUGGLE IN LIFE

When I wake up in the morning
And I got no friend of mine
Just makes me think and dream
And want to go back to another time
Back when times were simple
And I hadn’t found the booze
Back to the glory days back when I had something to lose
These days do take their toll on me
Got nothing else to do
If I live to see age 30
I’ll be as surprised as you
Hard drinkin’, druggin’, smokin’ life is a hard way to go
So tired of living this life they all wanna call I told you so

CHORUS
I want to go back
Want to go back
Want to go back to another time
Where there’s no struggle
There’s no struggle
There’s no struggle in life

The holidays are the hardest time
When you find yourself alone
There’s no one there to comfort you
Even sex on the phone
They’ll charge your card, they’ll take your pride
They’ll steal your identity
Christmas time in rehab has been so good to me
It gets so busy finding a tree
And hanging up the lights
The only time I find to drink
Is in the day and night
There’s no turkey in the oven
But I like mine in a glass
And if you don’t like my holidays
Well you can kiss my ass

CHORUS
I want to go back
Want to go back
Want to go back to another time
Where there’s no struggle
There’s no struggle
There’s no struggle in life

CHORUS
I want to go back
Want to go back
Want to go back to another time
Where there’s no struggle
There’s no struggle
There’s no struggle in life
Track Name: Shot Song
THE SHOT SONG

Let me ask you a question in here
What if I drank all the beer?
Let me ask you a question in here
What if I made it disappear?

What will you do when the beer runs out?
What will you do with an ale drought?
What will you do when the beer runs out?
There's no need to scream and shout

I'll tell you what we're gonna do
I've got the perfect solution for you
I've got a plan it'll lead you through
The boring, sober life you knew

CHORUS
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot is what we're gonna do

Now that you all know the plan
Follow me and raise your hand
Now that you all know the plan
You'll be drunker than when you began

CHORUS
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot is what we're gonna do

Now that I can barely stand
Don't you all just love my band
Now that I can barely stand
You must do as I command

CHORUS
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot
Pour me one too
Pour me a shot is what we're gonna do
Track Name: My Life
MY LIFE

Where is this good life
I was told I'd one day find
I work my ass off everyday
Just to stay behind
Lies keep going on about responsibilities
This weight that's squarely on my back
Has brought me to my knees
The whiskey and women and drugs
Wear on my everyday
I've got to catch a break real soon
Before I float away

CHORUS
So give me some Willie or Johnny or Waylon
Or even Hanks 1, 2 or 3
Get out of my face
Your life's a disgrace
And start drinking heavily

There's been so many times
I've felt like giving up
I'm still standing here
Which doesn't have to do with my luck
I'm putting out my fires
As you start them behind me
I've got to get out of this forest
To forsake the trees
I'm sitting here and waiting
For death's sweet release
Until then lay off of me
And let me drink in peace

CHORUS
So give me some Willie or Johnny or Waylon
Or even Hanks 1, 2 or 3
Get out of my face
Your life's a disgrace
And start drinking heavily

Where oh where
Can I possibly go from here?
The only thing in front of me
Is a dirt road and an empty beer

CHORUS
So give me some Willie or Johnny or Waylon
Or even Hanks 1, 2 or 3
Get out of my face
Your life's a disgrace
And start drinking heavily

CHORUS
So give me some Willie or Johnny or Waylon
Or even Hanks 1, 2 or 3
Get out of my face
Your life's a disgrace
And start drinking heavily

CHORUS
So give me some Willie or Johnny or Waylon
Or even Hanks 1, 2 or 3
Get out of my face
Your life's a disgrace
And start drinking heavily

CHORUS
So give me some Willie or Johnny or Waylon
Or even Hanks 1, 2 or 3
Get out of my face
Your life's a disgrace
And start drinking heavily