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(We're Havin' a) Dance Party (With The Abe Lincoln Story​!​)

by The Abe Lincoln Story

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1.
ell you hung up the phone but I got you back [star -sixty-nine] The tone is blue but the phone is black [star -sixty-nine] Everything is going a-okay [star-sixty-nine] Another heartbreak every goddamn day [star -sixty-nine] I don't understand that command I got the World Wide Web in my hand [star-sixty-nine] It's much larger than I can understand [star -sixty-nine] I'm booted up on junk everywhere I go [star -sixty-nine] The more I see, the less I know [star -sixty-nine] I don't understand that command Well the Info Super Highway Is coming to your town Info Super Highway Breaking all the barriers down Info Super Highway Gonna give me a brand new start Will it bring us to-ge-ther or will it tear us apart?
2.
You want some fun but you ain't got no cash? Take Monopoly and throw them in the trash! I've got a game, all you need is your fist It's called the Rock Scissors Paper and it goes like this: Rock! Scissors! Paper! Baby we don't have to fight, We can play Rock Scissors Paper all night Everybody put out your hand like me We can make a shape at the count of three Who ever loses, gets a slap on the wrist C'mon everybody, and it goes like this Rock! Scissors! Paper! Baby we don't have to fight, We can play Rock Scissors Paper all night Rock crushes scissors Scissors cut paper Paper covers rock Paper covers rock Paper covers rock! Teach all your friends so they can play You can have some fun on your next rainy day It's a stupid game with a concept that's beat But at least it'll keep you scum off of the streets
3.
Mathematics 02:50
Won't you please tell me what makes the world go 'round? Standing on this ball that's spinning in space, What makes me stick to the ground? Well it's got something to do with mathematics Something to do with alcohol Something to do with Dianetics And I can't figure it out at all. Won't you please disclose the secret of success? Standing on this ball, well I'm busting my balls, Why is my life such a mess? Well it's got something to do with mathematics Something to do with rock and roll Something to do with Nostradamus and I can't figure it out at all. I'm just a tiny speck in the Universal Order of Things Trying to figure out what it all means. Divulge to me the secret of a love that's true Standing on this ball, well I'm never on the ball One and one never equals two Well it's got something to do with mathematics Something to do with alcohol Something to do with prophylaptics and I can't figure it out at all.
4.
Come Home 04:47
Every day I wait by the open gate And at night I set an extra plate And I hope and pray, soon will come the day When your eyes meet mine It has been so long, sadness fills my song The years of tears have not dried with time Come home. A winding mountain road and a tree by a lake Is where my luck ran dry and my spirit break Tried to go alone, wander on my own So far away from the one I love Now I'm in the dark, rope around the bark Soon I'll be watching from above Come home. Voice inside my soul, kept me from my goal And brought me back here to you Let us join again and mend the broken ends And spend our lonely lives as two Come home.
5.
Refrigerator 04:07
Listen to what the wise man say, he says: Sometimes the fridge is too hot - the food it starts to rot Sometimes the fridge is too cold - the food she starts to grow mold But when the fridge is just right It'll keep food fresh all night (Chorus) Refrigerator We live in a nation of refrigeration Keepin' it cold! Sometimes you've got to move - the fridge she's got to come too If you leave her behind - another fridge you must find If that fridge is at the top of the stairs, you know that fridge Ain't going anywhere! (Chorus) Some fridges are frost free - she is lots of money The kind that you've got to defrost - she is 1/2 of the cost Whether they're big or small, it's hard to live without a fridge at all! (Chorus)
6.
Dance Party 04:22
7.
Dia de los muertos Quiero bailar en un lugar feliz No puedo perder amor Quiero cantar una cancion sencilla No puedo perder amor Quiero llorar por el anima familiar No puedo perder amor Adios luna, bienvenidos sol
8.
(Chorus) She's my special disaster She's my sweet disease Her standing ovation brought me down to my knees Tell me, what's got in ya? Is there a cure? They came in through the window took the hinges off the door Show me a place, where I am safe From the finger of Fate I'm hiding from my home, I no longer live alone Strangers come and go on their own No matter what I do, I can't escape you I spent my last dollar on a dime (Chorus) Open heart surgery won't cure this casualty Closed door policy won't stop the factory From grinding up the meat, crushing down the bone Shoving me in a mold
9.
I Love You 05:38
10.
I like to get high and go to work And go to work And I work and I work and I workworkwork Like a jerk I like to get high and go to work And go to work And I'm bathed and I'm shaved and I work like a slave For minimum wage! (Here we go) Every morning eight a.m. it's wake and bake, wake and bake Every morning nine a.m it's smoke a reef, say hail to the chief I'm a truck driver, I'm a creative consultant I like to get high and go to church And go to church And I pray to the Lord 'cause I'm so bored To save my soul Every Sunday 6am it's roll a dood, watch Scooby Doo Every Sunday 7am it's smoke a reef say Hail to the Chief I'm the church pastor, I'm a psychadelic clergyman Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah! Oh no oh no oh no! I like to get high and rock and roll and lock and load And I take my gun and I have some fun and rock and roll I'm a big hesh - er, I'm a member of the NRA I like to get high high high high high I like to get mellow mellow mellow mel-lo-oh!

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On this, their debut album, The Abe Lincoln Story will take you on a tour of musical styles, the variety of which is uncommon by today's standards. From the R&B swagger of "I Don't Understand That Command" to the Arena Rock of "Get High and Go To Work," The Abe Lincoln Story deliver an album of hits and a noggin full of memories for years to come. So, don't just sit there listless like a blob of jelly on a paper plate, get up off your tuchas and onto the motherlovin' dance floor! We're having a dance party... and YOU are the guest of honor!

This classic album by Silverlake's orginal party band The Abe Lincoln Story has just been re-released by Flipside Records! From the former leader of Bean comes a horn-laden band with a sound he likes to call "Swing Punk Soul."

Here's what the reviewers said:

"Absolutely INFECTIOUS music. Now HERE'S a band that sings about things the common man can identify with: obnoxious phone gimmicks ("I Don't Understand [*69]"), hand signals ("Rock Scissors, Paper!"), day-to-day life ("Get High & Go To Work"), and more. Not only do the song topics go down easy, the music is a bunch of crazy FUN. The Abe Lincoln Story play upbeat pop music that's infected with cool horns from an era gone by. Steve Moramarco has a husky, raspy voice that just pushes things right over the edge. Revival bands like the Squirrel Nut Zippers are coming from a completely different side of the universe than these guys. This is more like soul/street boy pop that has real heart and soul. I sure hope I get to catch this group live, because they sound like they might just be one of the best out there. A total feelgood experience, the Abe Lincoln story gets my vote HANDS DOWN." -- www.babysue.com

"Moramarco generates his own freaky genius with a mastery of songs that comb out a cacophony of musical voices and top them with lyrics that, because they're funny, ring deceptively simple. Big and brassy, the ALS sound is marked by the syncopated blare of swanky horns, the snap of machine-gun snare drum, knee-knocky percussion and Moramarco's snazzy, surfish guitar. On the irresistibly perky "Mathematics the formula is combined with Moramarco's speculations on the meaning of life: "Well, it's got something to do with mathematics/something to do with alcohol/something to with Dianetics/and I can't figure it out at all." What Moramarco has figured out is how to navigate that rare space where music can be undeniably rocking and really goofy without sounding incredibly dumb." -- LA WEEKLY

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released June 1, 1996

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