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(I Can Pay You In) Bottles of Wine

from Outlaw the Dead by E.G. Phillips

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Prior to the pandemic I had a regular gig at a boutique hotel called the Carlton in San Francisco.  They had an evening wine service and musicians could come and play for an audience that would gather without any effort on the part of the performer.

Alas, it was an unpaid gig, with bottles of wine being the only compensation -- which is a bit unsatisfying as far as compensation goes for someone who doesn't drink.

lyrics

VERSE 1:

You ought not to trade on your looks

To which Cleo curtly replies

Ya sell stock when its overvalued

Or did I not hear that part right?

She’s got herself quite the portfolio

Yeah, she’s well diversified

She calls what she’s doing day trading

Though her transactions tend to happen at night

CHORUS:

I can pay you in bottles of wine

Would that make me worth your time?

Cause that’s how the market values mine

These days

These days

These days

VERSE 2:

Yeah I saw all of those empties

Scattered across her bedroom floor

Still I took Jill in though I knew better

It was not something I should have ignored

There are remnants of her in this apartment

Chest in the closet, a blanket that’s stained

And the poison she would try to hide from me

Is now the only currency with which I’m paid

CHORUS:

I can pay you in bottles of wine

Would that make me worth your time?

Cause that’s how the market values mine

These days

These days

These days

BRIDGE:

Oh my larder is filling up

I never developed a taste for the stuff

Do you wanna barter?
Do want an exchange?

Do you think anything could be arranged?

VERSE 3:

I’m making my way through Hayes Valley

Gig bag strapped to my back

Crumpled bills stuffed in my pocket

The rest of what I got’s in my sack

There’s a line down the block for ice cream

Diners clog sidewalks sipping Merlot

A shirtless man shuffles by shouting

How he’s gonna slit all of their throats

CHORUS:

I can pay you in bottles of wine

Would that make me worth your time?

Cause that’s how the market values mine

These days

These days

These days

credits

from Outlaw the Dead, released November 2, 2023
E.G. Phillips — vocals

Daniel Cesares — baritone sax

Christopher Fortier — guitars, electric bass

Kevin Seal — keys

Chris McGrew — percussion

Recorded at Wally's HydeOut in Hyde Street Studio C, San Francisco

Recorded by Gary Hobish
Mixed by Chris McGrew and Jaimeson Durr
Mastered by Gary Hobish, A. Hammer Mastering

Produced by Chris McGrew   

Artwork by Mario M. Noche

All songs written by E.G. Phillips (ASCAP)
© 2023 Ducks With Pants Music

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E.G. Phillips is a San Francisco based songwriter who creates lyric driven songs with his own special blend of whimsy and cinematic imagery which he uses to give a wry take on dealing with the longings of the heart and the madness of existence.

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