Idiot Proof

by Wishnefsky

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On his third album Idiot Proof, Wishnefsky returns to the alternative rock style of his old band Jabberwock. Less electronic and more guitar oriented than his previous two solo efforts, Idiot Proof brims with a creative energy and continues Wishnefsky’s long tradition of musicality and thought-provoking lyrics.

Michael James not only mixed Idiot Proof, but also contributed several magnificent guitar solos on What Will It Take, All Alone, Tompkins, The Bible And The Bigot, Don't Open The Curtains, and Squid Pro Quo. Michael made many significant contributions to the production of Idiot Proof. (There is no "i" in team, but there are two in "Idiot.")

The multi-talented Sophie Wellen took the wonderful photographs that grace the CD artwork.

More about Wishnefsky at:

www.lostdogrecordsco.com

www.myspace.com/wishnefsky

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released April 18, 2009

Wishnefsky: composition, production, recording, guitar, bass, drums, keyboards, and vocals

Michael James: mixing, mastering, and guitar solos (What Will It Take, All Alone, Tompkins, The Bible And The Bigot, Don't Open The Curtains, and Squid Pro Quo)

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Wishnefsky Los Angeles

Wishnefsky led the 90s alternative band Jabberwock. His solo work heads in a more electronic based direction - still with thought provoking lyrics, inventive arrangements, and passionate performances. Check out Wishnefsky's other projects: Brahms' Third Racket and Veneer. ... more

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Track Name: What Will it Take?
WHAT WILL IT TAKE?

We’re on the verge of a brand new freedom
We’re at the edge of age of love
Come together with everybody
We’re gonna let the sky be the drug

You might want to be a part of this
And feel the kiss

What will it take to get to you?
What will it take to get this through?
What will it take to make it new?
What will it take?

We’re at the start of something different
And change is good for you in the end
Don’t be afraid of the feeling
You will receive what you send

You might want to be a part of me
And what I see

What will it take to get to you?
What will it take to find some proof?
What will it take to make it true?
What will it take?

If you want to change this place
I think you’d better rearrange your mind
If you think you need to save some face
There are better ways to spend your time

We’re at the door to the room of dreams
We’re on the brink of a perfect day
You could release yourself
You could learn to love a better way

You might want to be a part of us
And feel the touch

What will it take to get to you?
What will it take to break this mood?
What will it take to not get screwed?
What will it take?
What will it take?
What will it take now?
What will it take?
What will it take?
Track Name: Proof
PROOF

All you crazy people who desire their inebriation
Haven’t got their facts straight or they haven’t got the information
And now I have to make a public service proclamation
You’d better listen or the bullet train will leave the station

This whiskey is idiot proof
This whiskey is idiot
Proof of an idiot
This whiskey is proof of an idiot
Idiot proof

All you crazy people who forgot to take your medication
Living like a movie star who’s always missing on location
Join the rank and file searching for a new vocation
Don’t you need a job before you take a long vacation?

What do you prove when you lose?
What do you prove when you use?
What do you prove when you snooze?

All you crazy people who think you don’t need an education
Living in a daze or else complain about the situation
They let the thing between their legs become infatuation
Serotonin, dopamine, intoxication, saturation

This drug store is idiot proof
This drug store is idiot
Proof of an idiot
This drug store is proof of an idiot
Idiot proof

What do you get when you lie?
What do you get when you cry?
What do you prove when you die?

This country is idiot proof
This country is idiot
Proof of an idiot
This country is proof of an idiot
Idiot proof

What do you prove when you lose?
What do you prove when you use?
What do you prove when you snooze?

That’s what you get when you lie
That’s what you get when you cry
That’s what you get when you die
Track Name: All Alone
ALL ALONE

I stand alone
A man without a home
Nowhere to go
I’ve got nobody else
It’s just my flesh and bone

I can’t stand the light
I stay awake all night
Turning wrong to right
And when the morning comes
I just close my eyes

I broke the camera that held the pictures
Tore the dresses that clothed my sisters
Played guitar ‘til it bled my blisters raw
I pushed my luck in a desperate measure
Stole the crown from some buried treasure
To blur the line between pain and pleasure

I’m standing tall
And bang my head on the wall
I deleted your call
Because the sound of your voice
Meant nothing at all

I broke my glasses to see more clearly
Tore the pages that held my theories
Played guitar ‘til the crowd was jeering on
I braced myself for a new delusion
Sold the crown to a rich illusion
Who held the knife that carved confusion

All alone
All alone
All alone
All alone

I broke the camera that took the pictures
Threw my ipod into the river
Played guitar ‘til it made me shiver

I stand alone
A man without a home
Track Name: Tompkins
TOMPKINS

I would like to comment on a girl you may have seen
She comes like a revelation from your deepest dream
All the horny gentlemen are lining up to flirt
Little do they know their faces are heading for the dirt

He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know

Everyone who looks at her is fooled by her fake tits
No one seems to recognize that she could give a shit
I know there’s a word for it, but I cannot recall it
She sticks her hand inside your pants but only holds your wallet

He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know

Sitting in the Buddha garden, thinking up the next crime
Sitting in her yoga class with malice on her mind
All the little antsy boys must fall in love with her
When they close their eyes to kiss, she’ll vanish in a blur

He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know

He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know
He doesn’t know

(Hiss)
Track Name: Penetrate That Skull
PENETRATE THAT SKULL

These are strange times
But that doesn’t make things different
The bad old days
It’s good to be moving on again

You could find me in your heart
God knows you’re all over mine
So sink into me, sink into me
Call your troops off
The battle is won

First of all, don’t make a list
Secondly, don’t put things in order
Number three, don’t ask questions
Finally don’t even say anything at all

We like you when you’re quietly stupid
Passive, gentle, and dull
(Do you want me to show you?)
Courteous and unassuming
(Do you want me to show you?)
Nothing could penetrate that skull

If you can’t be beautiful
If you can’t be dutiful
Can’t be inscrutable
Then why should you live?
Why should you live?

You could find me in your heart
God knows you’re all over mine
So sink into me, sink into me
Call your troops off
The battle is won

(Do you want me to show you?)
Track Name: The Bible And The Bigot
THE BIBLE AND THE BIGOT

The Bible and the Bigot were laughing at the list
Crossing off the names of those whose families will be missed
We thought we saw their shadows walking hand in hand
Deciding where to cut you and where to burn the brand

The wind calls your name
Blows the sand across your face

And if you’re looking for some answers
Wisdom etched in glass
The Bible and the Bigot
Have come to kick your ass

The Bible and the Bigot were having too much fun
Please don’t change the channel
The worst is yet to come
They see you in your bedroom
They hear you on the phone
And if you play your cards right
They’ll put a gun in every home

The wind howls your name
Blows the sand across your grave

And if you’re looking for some answers
Chapters stamped in brass
The Bible and the Bigot
Have come to kick your ass

Oh
Track Name: Trouble Follows
TROUBLE FOLLOWS

If you are a teenager
Who feels somewhat beleaguered
All you want to do is fuck
I’m sorry but you’re out of luck

‘Cause the governor of your fine state
Doesn’t want you to procreate

Everything you do
Trouble follows you
The bad seeds that you grew
Trouble follows you

If you are a grandfather
Who doesn’t want to be bothered
All you want to do is teach
But the youth are out of reach

‘Cause the governor of your fine state
Doesn’t know that she can’t relate

Everything you do
Trouble follows you
All you ever knew
Trouble follows you

What I say
What I know
What I see
Where I go
What I feel
What I write
Where I lay my head tonight

Trouble follows you
Trouble follows you

Hey

(I’ll show you trouble)

If you are a worn out mess
Because you’re under too much stress
You thought the government was on your side
You’ve taken for a ride

‘Cause the governor you elected queen
Has a shotgun pointed at your dreams

Everything you do
Trouble follows you
Everyone you screw
Trouble follows you

What I say
What I know
What I see
What I grow
What I feel
What I write
Where I lay my head tonight

What I say
What I know
What I see
What I show
What I feel
What I write
Where I lay my head tonight

Trouble follows you
Trouble follows you

Everything you do
Trouble follows you
Everyone you screw
Trouble follows you
No matter who you sue
Trouble follows you
The trust fund that you blew
Trouble follows you

Trouble follows you
Trouble, trouble follows you
Track Name: Don't Open The Curtains
DON’T OPEN THE CURTAINS

She was the youngest girl of seven daughters
She was the only one to cross the waters
They gave her another name at immigration
It's not the real thing, it's an imitation

Alone in the night
Nobody there to hold her tight
So shut off the light
Don't you want to see tomorrow?
You don't want to beg and borrow

He was the oldest boy of seven brothers
Each one delivered by a different mother
He saw a girl with skin as soft as snowfall
Gave her a wedding ring, a roof, and four walls

Alone in the night
Nobody there to see them fight
So shut off the light
If you want to see the morning
Consider this your final warning

Get back into the bedroom
Get back if you want to save your life
Don't open the curtains
Reveal the husband and the wife

She bowed her head and waited for his greeting
Eye socket black and purple from the beating
She cried herself to sleep and dreamed of clover
When she awoke she knew her time was over

Alone in the night
Holding the silencer so tight
So shut off the light
He won't live to see tomorrow
She won't feel an ounce of sorrow

Get back into the bedroom
Get back if you want to take his life
Don't open the curtains
Reveal the husband and the wife

Leave the dead in the bedroom
You know he got what he deserved
Let's open the curtains
Your Honor, justice has been served
Track Name: Squid Pro Quo
SQUID PRO QUO

It's so nice to make your acquaintance
Step outside, it's a lovely view
Better bring a team of accountants
In case it doesn't add up for you

It's so easy to make it hard
It's so easy to make it hard
It's so easy to make it hard for you

Don't be so afraid of the future
You're not doomed to repeat the past
I could make you the deal of a lifetime
Or shackle you tight to the mast

It's so easy to make it hard
Take young Sherlock to Scotland Yard
It's so easy to make it hard for you

Take the suitcase and count the money
I assure you it's all there
You may think I drive a hard bargain
And I'm finally out of your hair
Woman, wine, luxury, cash
From your shaking hands, let the dice roll
Take the money, you can take the money
You can take the money
I get your soul

It's so easy to make it hard
It's so easy to make it hard
It's so easy to make it hard
It's so easy to make it hard for you
Track Name: In Closing
IN CLOSING

I left the dishes in the sink
I poured some water in the bowl
I put your flowers in a vase
To hide the black spots on my soul

I slowly walked inside your room
I left the package on the bunk
I locked the door and pulled the blind
And laid my suitcase in the trunk

I settled back and turned the key
I pulled the car onto the road
I pushed the detonation switch
And watched your sleeping house explode

I’m closing my mind
I’m closing my eyes
I’m turning the page
I’m in my disguise

I’m closing the door
I’m closing the dream
No more possibilities