Zillion 2017

1. Spaceman

The space monkey
Is eating your spaghetti
Since they hypnotized
Both your eyes with TV
It’s you completely nude
With a tube of toothpaste food

You’re a spaceman
Waking up a zillion miles away
Oh no
To a flying saucer
Playing records in your brain

All you have is a photograph
A typewriter and rayguns
So you use telepathy
To try to see where it all went wrong
In half an hour your psychic power
Will reach the Earth

You’re a spaceman
Waking up a zillion miles away
Oh no
To a flying saucer
Playing records in your brain
Brain brain brain brain

You’re a spaceman
Waking up a zillion miles away
Oh no
To a flying saucer
Playing records in your brain
Oh no
You’re a spaceman
Waking up a zillion miles away

Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no

2. Shoulda Coulda Woulda

Tell me would you call her
Tell me would you say
Soon you’ll be a goner
She will get away

So you shoot your gold now
Throw your sun away
Soon you’ll see that true love
Shouldn’t count money

Tyler, should I say hello?
Tyler, sugar didn’t come
Tyler, shoulda coulda woulda
Found a way
You shoulda found a way
But she got away

So you shoulda called
Tell her what you need
Tell her with a shiner
You shoulda bottled the see

The show in Pensacola
You know you wish you’d seen
True love is a sell out
You shoulda bet on me

Tyler, should I say hello?
Tyler, true love did not wait
Tyler, shoulda coulda woulda
Found a way
You shoulda found a way
But she got away

Tyler, should I say hello?
Tyler, sugar didn’t stay
Tyler, shoulda coulda woulda
Found a way
You shoulda bought that ring
But she got away

3. Uncle Ben

Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone
Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone

Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone
Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone
You brought me up
Like I was your own

You got shot by a dime store thief
Now you’re dead
In the middle of the street

Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone
You’re stepping out
Just to bring me home
After all
After all you’ve done

You got shot by a dime store thief
Now you’re dead
In the middle of the street

Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone
Uncle Ben
Uncle Ben you’re gone
You brought me up
Like I was your own

You got shot by a dime store thief
Now you’re dead
In the middle of the street

Uncle Ben you’re gone
And you’re never coming back

4. Kiss With the Lights Out

Whisper it to me
One magnetic key
Thousand hour wheels
Smells like gasoline
Creedance on the floor
Summersault and pepper baby
Purple hair is in
Shooting stars again

If you want to kiss with the lights out
Kiss with the lights out
I don’t care if somebody finds out
Somebody finds out

Baby girl you know
Beauty fades away
Jumping Jack will stay
But stars don’t shine in the day

Roses aren’t the way
Sonnets aren’t the way
Love songs aren’t for me
Just one magnetic key

If you want to kiss with the lights out
Kiss with the lights out
I don’t care if somebody finds out
Somebody finds out

5. Naked Girls

Naked girls, naked girls
Naked girls are all around me
Naked girls, naked girls
Naked girls are trying to get me

Parking lots, movie stars
Shopping malls, I don’t get far
Through windows, TV screens
Naked girls are looking at me

I will try to get away
But I will never
Get away from these girls

Naked girls, naked girls
Naked girls are all I can see
Naked girls everywhere
naked girls are trying to get me

When they come, I will hide
I will run as fast as a I can
In the streets, In my head
Naked girls are my biggest fan

I will try to get away
But I will never
Get away from these girls

Parking lots, movie stars
Shopping malls, I don’t get far
Through windows, TV screens
Naked girls are looking at me

La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la

I will try to get away
But I will never
Get away from these girls

Naked girls, naked girls
Naked girls are all around me
Naked girls, naked girls
Naked girls are trying to get me

La la la
La la la
La la la
La la la la

6. You Are a Star

Driving down at midnight
White lines burning bright
A hundred miles an hour
Never felt so fucking slow

Neon lights and bibles
Are shining down on you
I know you’re gonna make it
Yes you are
Cuz baby you are a star

The golden glow of street lights
Are shining down on you
Magazines and cop cars
Have got you seeing black and blue

Neon lights and bibles
Are shining down on you
I know you’re gonna make it
Yes you are
Cuz baby you are a star

You don’t want to notice
You don’t want to see
Sit down now and listen
This is a sign
A sign

Neon lights and bibles
Are shining down on you
I know you’re gonna make it
Yes you are
Cuz baby you are a star

Cuz baby you are a star
Cuz baby you are a star

7. She Can Count the Days

Ten steps back
Back to where she came
She wants back on her feet again
Loosen up your credit cards today
She can’t call the same old friends again

Going to California
To play her tambourine
Kissing her tomorrows
She can count the days

Please step back
she’s trying to catch the wave
On the dot at 6am today
Punch right through
The doomsday prophecy
It’s Charlotte’s time to find her way

Going to California
To play her tambourine
Kissing her tomorrows
She can count the days

La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la

Go to California
Kill them all with kindness yeah
Conquer all your giants
And never come back

Go to California
Kill them all with kindness yeah
Knock it till you try it
And never come back

Go to California
Play your tambourine, oh yea
Kiss all your tomorrows
And never come back
Come back

She can count the days
She can count the days

8. I Don’t Want to Come Home

Riding down the street
Following the voices
Dad said don’t come home
Till you find some boys to play with

Well the friends I made
Play football in the road
With loud guitars they smoke pot
When their folks ain’t home

I don’t want to
I don’t want to come home
Home

I got something
I got something to prove
With my drop-D band
And my brand new black tattoo
Oh yea

My ego’s in the sky
Like a big balloon
Well we go go go
And we play to an empty room
Oh no

I don’t want to
I don’t want to come home
Home

I don’t want to
I don’t want to come home
To come home right now

I don’t want to come home
I don’t want to come home
I don’t want to come home
I don’t want to come home

I don’t want to
I don’t want to come home
To come home right now

9. Going Out for a Cigarette

I’m not so sure that he’s here for you
This is a fear that you cannot shake
But I’m gonna be there to pick you up
When tears start rolling down your face

Down down burn it
Right right to the ground
I’ll be there to fight
No no I don’t back down

He’s going out for a cigarette
Gone to the store and he won’t come back
You’re falling over yourself to stay
But I’m gonna wish it all away

Down down burn it
Right right to the ground
I’ll be there to fight
No no I don’t back down

Down burn it
Right right to the ground
I’ll be here to fight
No no I don’t back down

I don’t back down

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

Down down burn it
Right right to the ground
I’ll be here to fight
No no I don’t back down

Down burn it
Right right to the ground
I’ll be here to fight
No no I don’t back down

I don’t back down

10. Baby, Baby, Baby, Etc.

Baby baby baby
Won’t you come with me?
O with me?

Baby baby baby
Won’t you hold my hand?
Hold my hand

Baby baby baby
Won’t you love me good?
Love me good

Cuz there’s nothing that we cannot do
There’s nowhere that we cannot go
Love is all we need
Love is all we need

Baby baby baby
Won’t you hold my hand?
Hold my hand

Baby baby baby
Can’t you see that I love
I love you so

Cuz there’s nothing that we cannot do
There’s nowhere that we cannot go
O love is all we need
Love is all we need

Baby baby baby
Won’t you come with me?
O with me?

Baby baby baby
Won’t you hold my hand?
Hold my hand

Cuz there’s nothing that we cannot do
There’s nowhere that we cannot go
O there’s nothing that we cannot do
There’s nowhere that we cannot go
O because love is all we need
Love is all we need

Credits + Notes

released February 3, 2017

Credits

Vocals, Electric Guitars, Acoustic Guitars, Wurlitzer, Mellotron, Synthesizers, Piano, Bass, and Drums by Ty Richards

Additional vocals on “Naked Girls” & “Going out for a Cigarette” by Emily Richards

Drums on “Baby Baby Baby, Etc.” by Justin Anthony

Produced, Engineered, and Mixed by Ty Richards
Assistant engineering on “Baby Baby Baby, Etc.” by Justin Anthony

Recorded at Tremolo Records in Austin

Mastered by Brian Lucey (Beck, David Lynch, The Black Keys, The Arcs, Spanish Gold, Ray LaMontagne, Sigur Rós, Cage the Elephant, Dr. John, Arctic Monkeys, Lucinda Williams, Dr. Dog, Ringo Deathstarr)

Album photography by Steven Gunter at Pearlsnap Photography
Design by Ty Richards

PR by Heather Wagner Reed at Juice Consulting in Austin

Thank You

Thank you to Emily Richards for being my muse, Kent Garrison for kicking my musical ass, Ryan Stansky for all-nighter projects followed by 5am Davis Donuts, Kyle Warwick for “humbling” me, Tom Richards for raising me up on Led Zeppelin, Summer Richards for fully supporting my childhood desire to be a garbage man, TC Richards for midnight Honey BBQ Chicken Strip Sandwiches at Whataburger, Austin Richards for beating ‘Ocarina of Time’ with me, Steven Gunter for dragging furniture through the desert, Hyman Stansky for being there at 3am, Jonathan & Summer Alexander for being dth, James Cooke for wicked patience, Britton Beisenherz for being my first friend in a new city, Toby Benso for 2-hour phone calls, Beau Patrick Bedford for ‘The Tao of Steve’, Jordan Critz for going to eleven, Calvin Chenoweth for revealing “The stone which the builders hath rejected”, and Lindsay Callahan for your undying compassion, and all my supporters who make this music possible.