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Good Times End Times

by Beaux Gris Gris & The Apocalypse

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1.
Fill Me Up 02:46
You've kept me waitin' baby Come on and give me love You try, try, try, try, but its just not enough Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up, up, up, up, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I’m losing patience lately Oh how you test your luck I pray to Jesus, baby, to bless my empty cup Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up, up, up, up, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, My heart is stompin' through my chest as it heaves My legs are shakin' and I'm beggin' you please The girls are dancin', there’s four on the floor I don't think I can take your blues anymore Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up? Why don't cha fill me up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up Come on back now
2.
Bodega bungalow It’s all I wanna know Just sittin’ in here with ya baby passin’ time We’re watching the cave men From a bungalow paradise The sunsets dream while the eyes of cowboys shine When we’re going nowhere Runnin’ through the thin air Sold my soul
I give it all for you Somewhere in a hideaway Waistin’ our life away Waitin’ for a final stand to take me home Yeah we’re new age pioneers Smokin’ weed and drinkin’ beer A bandits dream of fields of green and buffalo We’re watching our sun set Over bungalow paradise Makin’ schemes under the of skies of cowboy shrines When we’re going nowhere Breathin’ through the thin air I sold my soul to spend it all on you Somewhere in a hideaway Waistin’ our life away Waitin’ for a final stand to take me home When we’re going nowhere Runnin’ through the thin air I sell my soul 
I do it all for you
Somewhere in a hideaway Waistin’ our life away Waitin’ for a final stand to When we’re going nowhere Breathin’ through the thin air I sold my soul I do it all for you Somewhere in a hideaway Waistin’ our life away Waitin’ for a final stand to take me home
3.
Alone 03:49
Alone in the dark A tear inside your heart Bidin’ my time just a sittin’ here waitin' And no matter my lines, when I’m breakin' You won’t catch me Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna) You won’t catch me Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna) Lord, you are the light A miracle, giving me life Time goes by here slower than the rain And no matter my lines, when I’m breakin’ You won’t catch me Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna) You wont catch me Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna) Ah ha ohh Ah ha ohh Bidin’ my time just a sittin’ here waiting And no matter my lines, when I’m breakin' You wont catch me Alone Time goes by here slower than the rain And no matter my lines, when I’m breakin' You wont catch me Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna, you won’t catch me)
Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna, you won’t catch me)
Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna, you won’t catch me)
Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna, you won’t catch me)
Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna, you won’t catch me)
Alone (I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna) You won’t catch me a...
4.
Little girl sittin’ here alone at night Gettin’ her guns ready for a helluva fight Walkin’ like a shadow through the desert storm She makin’ like sumpin’ never seen before I said, ooh ooh oooh
Trouble is comin’ Ooh ooh hmm
Trouble is comin’
 That’s right now You got a hundred miles off a busted chord You had a million dollars gave it it to the Lord You got a hot job, but they’re red on your heels The boss, he tips in presence, hundred dollar bills I said, ooh ooh who
Trouble is comin’ Ooh ooh who
Trouble is comin’ Yeah give it to me! There’s a quiet in the night Only a creepin’ souls about There’s a desert in the storm She makin’ like sumpin’ never seen before I said, ooh ooh oooh
Trouble is comin’ I said, ooh ooh oooh
Trouble is comin’ I know, ooh ooh oooh
Trouble is comin’ I said, Ooh ooh oooh
Trouble is comin’ Here she comes now Well i ain’t the sunshine, mmm Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah, ooh Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah, ooh Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah Come and give it to me yeah Aw uh aw uh aw uh aww Aw uh aw uh aw uh yeah I’m talkin’ ‘bout the sunshine yeah I’m talkin’ ‘bout the sunshine yeah I’m talkin’ ‘bout the sunshine yeah Well i ain’t the sunshine, aw Well i ain’t the sunshine, yeah
5.
I was a child when my father left us in pursuit of his manhood My mother was a single school teacher I was a poor girl who had it all but wanted more What have you done for money? Ooh life is hard Is this the blues? Is this the blues? This guy’s on drugs This guy’s mother didn’t love him This lady wants to be taken seriously This baby, this innocent child Was born into a world that doesn’t want them All at the hands of an all-knowin’ and merciful god Lets blame the immigrants Is this the blues? Is that the blues? Do you feel safe? Is this a swinging beat? Was there ever blood on the soles of your feet? Tell me… What kind of music do you like? Is it because of the chords? Or because of the bite? A Blues, blues, blues, blues Is this the blues? Is this the blues? (I don’t think so) Yeah, yeah, yeah Is this the blues?
(Your daddy said no) Is this the blues? (Your mama said no) Is this the blues? (We all said no) Is this the blues? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
6.
Gris Gris 03:11
Raise a glass take a sip It’s time for the apocalypse Roll a joint take a hit Its time for the apocalypse Everybody wanna a little gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Everybody want a lil gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Raise ya glass take a hit Its time for the apocalypse Shake ya ass this is it Its time for the apocalypse Everybody wanna a little gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Everybody want a lil gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Raise your glass take a sip
Its time for the apocalypse Roll it up take a hit Its time for the apocalypse Cause everybody wanna a little gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Everybody want a lil gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Everybody wanna lil gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Everybody want a lil gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher

Everybody wanna a little gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) Everybody wanna a little gris gris (gris gris) Take ya little bit higher (higher) (Everybody wanna lil gris gris) Whatchu want?
(Take ya little bit higher)
You know I got it.
(Everybody wanna lil gris gris) 
Whatchu need? (Take ya little bit higher)
You know I got it. (Everybody want a lil gris gris, gris gris) (Take ya little bit higher, higher)
You know I got it. (Everybody want a lil gris gris, gris gris) (Take ya little bit)
That’s right
7.
Is there a person on the end of this line? I think about you all of time I hear your words upon my screen Telling me just to believe And though we both do too many things I’m just waiting for a ring For you to tell me all of the time That I’m always on your mind And I I’m watching the world fall down now Floating in time Yeah we’re doing just fine And I I’m watching the world fall down now Face to face
With the human race Just like old times Maybe babe, I think I need your face I’m needing something I cannot replace Been waiting here for your sweet divine Drinking your magic all the time And I I’m watching the world fall down now Floating in time Yeah we’re doing just fine And I I’m watching the world fall down now Face to face With the human race Just like old times Baby, baby, don’t give up on me One more kiss before we have to leave One more day until we’re out of time Don’t leave me hangin’ on the end of this line Baby, baby, don’t give up on me! One more kiss before we have to leave! One more day until we’re out of time! Don’t leave me hangin’ on the end of this line! Ahhh oh
 And I I’m watching the world fall down now Floating in time (yeah, yeah) Yeah we’re doing just fine (ahhh) And I I’m watching the world fall down now Face to face With the human race (just like old times) And I I’m watching the world fall down now Floating in time 
Yeah we’re doing just fine
And I I’m watching the world fall down now Face to face With the human race Just like old times
8.
Lucid 05:54
You’re a prayer to those in need of belief The tides move to the pull of your moon With a smile set the world on fire And your presence can never come too soon I’m lucid baby I choose to dream of you I’m lucid baby I choose, I choose to dream of you You’re a man in a woman’s world I command, I demand, I fall at your feet My soul moves to beat of your heart And your smile is something that ill always need I’m lucid baby And I choose to dream of you I’m lucid baby I choose, I choose to dream of you You and I, together as one Darkness expands tween earth and it’s moon A moment has one hope May time not carry away too soon I’m lucid baby And I choose to dream of you I’m lucid baby I choose you
 Oh oh ah oh, ah oh, ah oh Oh oh ah oh, ah oh, ah oh Oh oh ah oh, ah oh, ah oh Oh oh ah oh, ah oh, ah oh

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"Good Times End Times"
©2022 GROW VISION / DEVIL HILLS ENTERTAINMENT

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released March 25, 2022

Beaux Gris Gris & The Apocalypse
GOOD TIMES END TIMES

Produced by Robin Davey & Greta Valenti
Mixed by Arkadi Zaslavski
for Grow Vision + Devil Hills Entertainment

STARRING:
GRETA VALENTI (VOCALS, PERCUSSION, MELODIES & LYRICS)
ROBIN DAVEY (GUITARS & BASS, ADDITIONAL MELODIES & LYRICS)
MARK BARRETT (DRUMS & PERCUSSION)
EMMA JONSON (PIANO & KEYS)
STEPHEN MILDWATER (ADDITIONAL BASS, PERCUSSION, KEYS, & ACOUSTIC GUITAR)

TRUMPET ON “GRIS GRIS” by ALEX JEFFERIS TENOR SAX ON “GRIS GRIS” by PATRICK LEITH
ADDITIONAL BACKUP VOCALS ON “ALONE” by ALI COYLE

RECORDED at GROW VISION STUDIOS IN ORANGE, CA, USA BY BRANDON RAMIREZ

MASTERED BY MIKE MARSH MASTERING, UK

MANAGEMENT CRAIG WALKER, DEVIL HILLS ENTERTAINMENT

ALBUM COVER ART BY DAVID HARRIS @SPOOKYHARRIS.
ALBUM DESIGN BY GRETA VALENTI.

SPECIAL THANKS: MAMA CRAY. GROW VISION NEIGHBORS JO+BEEF & L.M. FOSTER. RACHEL, ELEANOR, BROTHER NEIL, JACK GRIMES. MUM JANE, DAD ANDY, STEP MUM JANIS. AVERY HAFER FOR HER EARLIER MIXES! CLAIRE LLOYD @ CENTRAL PRESS. AUSTIN & OLI @ AC PROMOTIONS. CRAIG & GREG FOR BEING A PART OF THE TEAM & BELIEVING IN US. TO ALL OF OUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY WHO HAVE SUPPORTED US OVER THE YEARS.

TO OUR PATREONS: Alan Watson, Andy Mildwater, Cory King, Craig Gillespie, Dave Broughton, Deborah Bradbury, Frank Verstappe, Graham Quick, Hans Bomers, Ian Baxter, Ian Skorodin, Jason Moore, Jason Squiers, Jim Brant, Kayla Coney, Maria & PAT Moore, Mariella Ponce, Philip Hughes, Richard Dunning, Stuart Wyatt, William Ochoa,
+ Austin Riva, Elanor SMITH, Glyn Buckley, Graham Williams, Michael bedard, Steve Maggiora & Nick Foot.

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