Idiots & Lunatics

by Asa Martin

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franklylost - With earnest lyrics and a musical leash that constantly tugs you along, Asa Martin immediately made this an album I wanted to listen to a second time. Blasts of high energy end up tempered by soft sincerity, and the final result is great. Get it. Favorite track: Idiots and Lunatics.
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robolitious Asa Martin is an incredible songwriter. Excited to see what he does next!
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David Johnson Asa has made an exceptionally fun album here! There's lots of fast-paced lunacy and tongue-in-cheek wit, all balanced with some softer moments of repose. He was amazing to see live in Seattle and I look forward to the next time! Favorite track: I'm an Asshole.
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Music and Lyrics by Asa Martin

Except Current Address by AJ Henderson

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released May 1, 2016

Asa Martin - Acoustic/Electric Guitar, Vocals, Mandolin, Washboard, Broken Glass in a bag used as a shaker, Banjo

Nik Singleton - Vocals, Back-up Vocals

Luke Dumke - Drums

Trevor Whatman - Bass

Jon Berry - Violin

Dwight Goetz - Trumpet

Stuart Tow -Solo on Novocaine

Gang vocals on 'Wreck me'

Justin Ulibarri (off to sleep), Kelley Williams (back of a car), Owen Danan Martin, Bork Krempflynn, Margerie Williams, Sarah Truax, Emily Woolsley, Fox Woolsley

Tracked by Robert Watkins

Produced by Asa Martin and Logan Green (diet pop records)

Riley Mckinley - Production Consultant

Mixed by Marks Records

Mastered by Home Wrecker Studios

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Asa Martin New Mexico

The unwavering, unflappable, uncompromising notes of his folk-punk anthems barrel down musical staffs like a charging runaway train.

As wise as a young buck descendent of The Mountain Goats & as wild as a drinking buddy of Frank Turner, He’ll have you in a fever if you’ll have him at your bar or in your basement, & you’ll owe him when them tunes take up residence in your head & your heart.
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Track Name: APD
If you're a pensioned murderer of the APD
or narcotic planting officer on the border patrol
if you're a crooked member at the TSA
or you're concerned whose crooked member goes in whose hole

if you're listening to my phone calls at the NSA
or you're a water-boarding weasel of the CIA
kindly take your strategies and SHOVE THEM UP on the shelf

but since you probably will not change your mind…..
go fuck yourself


you're lacking all scientific literacy,
your slipping slope has shifted to a fucking cliff,
you're spouting off and spewing out conspiracy.
did Occam's razor cut you deep so now you're scared stiff?


This is not a call to arms, it's a scream to minds,
I hate to grandstand here but these are desperate times.

and if this song has pissed you off or you think its crass
well i'm sorry…..
you can kiss my ass

if we can elect someone who justly wants to lead,
with common sense, intelligence, and not driven by greed

with honesty in policy, then all my fears be quelched
and when we vote them in, i'll fuck them myself
Track Name: I'm an Asshole
i've been sleeping in my car.

I've been drinking for the last few hours, i've started to wonder if it's my song you sing when you get up or your in your shower.

i've been sleeping in my car., I've been sending my songs south to where you are.

to this tension, i'm confined, I can't get the girl that is taken, taken out of my mind, i'm out of my mind.


I know you've got a boyfriend but i think you should be leaving him,
i don't know much about him yeah except the fact you're seein' him
so tell me darlin' if it's real then don't be such a tease,
just tell me when can we be we.

you and me, we could one day be, But tell me sweetie, if we couldn't be we.
tell me please if this is just a dream, when could we be we please tell me please.
Track Name: Shower
Shower song

I woke up in the shower, i've felt this way for hours
I still can't feel my feet, it feels like you've turned of the heat.

This is getting old, and i'm getting cold.

I drugged my self today, so i would not feel my own pain
I can't believe you're so far... i stubbed my toe on this guitar.

This is getting old, and i'm getting cold.

I've sung my self back in to a corner, i don't believe it (nor should anybody else)
I'll take back all the things that i had bought you, with some receipts, get some store credit and put it all back up on the shelf.

This is getting old, and i'm getting cold.
Track Name: Current Address
If I had your current address. I'd write how I feel on a back of a postcard. No amount of emails will ever do.
So 4 years have passed. You bought new car and you married your boyfriend, still I cant get you out of my head.

This can't be happening, fears in the 2's and 3's, coming right after me. Why wont they leave me alone where you left me all covered in dirt. I'll give your free time just kindly give me my heart.

If I had your current address. I'd send you photos from across the Atlantic. Just to prove that I was there.
So 4 years have passed. You got a degree and you have a nice day job. Still I can't get you out of my head.
Track Name: Novocaine
She was stealin' money, for her boyfriends sex change,
When I walked in and caught her dead to rights.
I shoulda called the cops but somehow I didn't 
And she wound up spending' the night. 

For the next two weeks, we were on a ride,
Make a Texas Tornado look tame.
Then one day, she was just gone, 
And I barely remember her name.

Chorus 
She was a shiver of knowledge, on a river of pain.
I hope I never see her again.
Cause if I do, I'll just do it all over.
Love's like Novocaine.


Now I vaguely remember, a case of tequila, 
and a trailer outside Lordsburg.
Took me six long weeks,
to get that taste out of my mouth,
and get where I could walk regular.
Track Name: Idiots and Lunatics
let's over analyze this situation, not to mention perspiration and the pupil deep dilation thrill, well maybe it's infatuation, better left to speculation, i wait for your exhalation still

you said you don't want me to go and disappear
you slipped your hand in mine and bought us one more beer,
i raised my glass to cheers, the drops fell from my beard. (am)

etch your name in to the plastic ill etch mine in glass
you said we're idiots and lunatics in lust and love and fuckin livin fast.


it seems that no one in this crowd is listening,
to this vulgar composition, clumsy-mumbling-fucked-up punk rock song,
as long as i have your attention, change the words to this invention, so that only you can sing along.


you said that you and me should go and disappear
I slipped your hand in mine and bought us one more beer,
i raised my glass to cheers, the drops fell from my beard.

etch your name in to the plastic ill etch mine in glass
you said we're idiots and lunatics in lust and love and fuckin livin fast.


)you said that you and me should go and disappear
I slipped your hand in mine and you bought us one more beer,
i raised my glass to cheers, the drops fell from my beard. (am)

So etch your name in to the plastic ill etch mine in glass
you said we're idiots and lunatics in lust and love and fuckin livin fast.
idiots and lunatics, borrowed, baffled, busted, broken
idiots and lunatics in lust and love and fuckin livin fast.
Track Name: Wreck Me
You let your hair down just for the night
I caught you dancing out in my show lights.

You shield your suggestions,
but Don't do it please.
You, you and your atoms, are all but empty.
All but empty.

NAAAA!NAAAA!NAAAA!NAAAA!NAAAAAAAA!NAAAA!
You Just fucking wreck me


You let your hair down, at the end of your shift,
You couldn't smile, your head still adrift.

But you did and you turned it just seven degrees,
Your wanton stare warfare still fucking wrecks me.

You're like Sugar Dust
So let's just rush this lust