Hot October

by ionie

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released August 27, 2013

All Vocals: ionie
Music & Lyrics: ionie, Tom Stroll

Keys & Piano: Elan Bortniker, Isamu McGregor (One Half Man)
Bass: Doug Drewes
Guitar: Chris Frank
Drums: Diego Maldonado
Strings: Leigh Wallenhaupt, Dylan Shane, Sarah Haines, Kristine Kruta
Saxophone: Connell Thompson
Trumpet: Michael Fatum
Other Percussion: Rebecca Reid
Additional Guitar & Keys: Tom Stroll
Additional Writing: Chris Frank & Hayden Frank (Hot October)
Recording Engineer: Merter Yildirim
Mixing: Robert Hann
Mastering: Tom Scheponik
Album Art & Design: Kim Winder
Producer / Arranger: Tom Stroll

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Track Name: Hot October
Oh it’s mid October, and it’s hot as hell, and I just moved to this city
It’s late, I’m tired, my body aches, and I don’t feel too pretty
What do I have to be to finally find him?
Trying not to change myself, outside or within

Come down to my window, Call out my name
Invite me out on the town, Don’t run me around, No don’t bring any games

My hair is stickin to my chest
Come over ‘cause I need a guest
I promise not to let you rest
It’s a hot October
My hair is sticking to my skin
Come over and I’ll let you in
Tonight I know where to begin
It’s a hot hot hot October

Oh it’s mid-October, and my vision’s blurred, by the hazy heat
The only souls I found are rubber melting on the street

Come down to my window, Call out my name
Invite me out on the town, Don’t run me around, No don’t bring any games

My hair is stickin to my chest
Come over ‘cause I need a guest
I promise not to let you rest
It’s a hot October
My hair is sticking to my skin
Come over and I’ll let you in.
Tonight I know where to begin
It’s a hot hot hot October
Track Name: Majorhart
Dear Mr. Majorhart, you came you saw you conquered
The major of my heart, you’re pushin on my borders
Dear Mr. Majorhart, the master of disguises
The way you play the part, you’re pinning all the prizes

Why must you be such a military man?
Pick up and leave, I better pack my heart with sand

You are the major of my heart, Major Major Major!
You came without the cavalry
You are the major of my heart, you majored in my body
You made a major major fool of me

Dear Mr. Majorhart you’re kisses turn to cannons
The major of my heart made hunger into famine
You pistol off, go to sleep, you’re done
Cheap shot, pop your gun and run

You are the major of my heart, Major Major Major!
You came without the cavalry
You are the major of my heart, you majored in my body
you made a major major fool of, a fool of me

You came into my city knockin down my walls
Without a bit of pity you were forcing me to fall

You are the major of my heart, Major Major Major!
You came without the cavalry
You are the major of my heart, you majored in my body
You made a major major fool of--

it’s Major, Major
--Me!
Major major major major!
Track Name: One Half Man
This is a story about a man who never made it out
No chance for glory, and he made the women scream and shout
They loved him like a high, but they hated when he’d fly

Clouded and foggy
Gripped and groggy
Daddy was a one-half man
Awake but still sleeping
Heart hardly beating
Daddy was a one-half,
Daddy was a one-half man

Wishful thinking-- but her ring could never stop the train
Carving circles, he would open up his arm in vein
A young girl’s virgin eyes, how she hated standing by

Clouded and foggy
Gripped and groggy
Daddy was a one-half man
Awake but still sleeping
Heart hardly beating
Daddy was a one-half
my Daddy was a one-half man

Don’t ask me for help, nothing’s gonna do
Had to turn my back, and cut my ties from you

Storm of fire, the incriminating bullets raining down
The sorry liar, talking just to hear his sorry sound
He blames it on the stars, he could only see so far

Clouded and foggy,
Gripped and groggy
Daddy was a one-half man
Awake but sleeping, heart hardly beating
Daddy was a one-half
my Daddy was a one-half man