Best Laid Plans

In by Moses Guest

  1. Best Laid Plans
  2. Bird
  3. Colorado
  4. Burnin’ Around The Sun
  5. Bi-Polar Express
  6. Shine
  7. NOLA
  8. Mario, The Offender
  9. Mario’s Untimely End
  10. Wheel

Cover design by Brock Allman.

Best Laid Plans is the outfit’s sixth album and will excite fans of classic guitar-driven jam-rock as well as those who just love a good song! Over three years removed from their 2004 release Guest Motel, the album proves that Guest and the band haven’t lost a step when it comes to formulating memorable songs with plenty of entertaining instrumental interplay.

Lyrics

Mario, The Offender

Innocence, in a sense, is a security
You hop the fence to the land of opportunity
Through city streets or mountains of obscurity
With every step you’re shaking with identity

Petulance is alive in the community
You jump the gun at the promise of prosperity
And on the run in the shadow of identity
Your self is broken glass in the menagerie

Hell no. You can’t beat that. Just look in the mirror.
What you see. Well that’s not me.

They call him Bartolomeo, but he’s actually Jon.
They say he’s got things for sale. Now won’t you give me one.

A cold day in winter can’t hide it
A warm day in summer won’t make you come down
The bluebirds are breaking the window
Then drown the sea

The offender Mario. He’s blowing shit on my lawn.
And I want to kill hee-o. I’m want to give him some.

Everyone is somebody or so it seems
Like rabbits on the run or maybe you and me
In your shoes, you’re planning your prosperity
But nothing seems to work the way it’s supposed to be

Hell no. You can’t beat that. Just look in the mirror.
What you see. Well that’s not me.

  1. Best Laid Plans
  2. Bird
  3. Colorado
  4. Burnin’ Around The Sun
  5. Bi-Polar Express
  6. Shine
  7. NOLA
  8. Mario, The Offender
  9. Mario’s Untimely End
  10. Wheel

Cover design by Brock Allman.

Best Laid Plans is the outfit’s sixth album and will excite fans of classic guitar-driven jam-rock as well as those who just love a good song! Over three years removed from their 2004 release Guest Motel, the album proves that Guest and the band haven’t lost a step when it comes to formulating memorable songs with plenty of entertaining instrumental interplay.

Lyrics

Mario, The Offender

Innocence, in a sense, is a security
You hop the fence to the land of opportunity
Through city streets or mountains of obscurity
With every step you’re shaking with identity

Petulance is alive in the community
You jump the gun at the promise of prosperity
And on the run in the shadow of identity
Your self is broken glass in the menagerie

Hell no. You can’t beat that. Just look in the mirror.
What you see. Well that’s not me.

They call him Bartolomeo, but he’s actually Jon.
They say he’s got things for sale. Now won’t you give me one.

A cold day in winter can’t hide it
A warm day in summer won’t make you come down
The bluebirds are breaking the window
Then drown the sea

The offender Mario. He’s blowing shit on my lawn.
And I want to kill hee-o. I’m want to give him some.

Everyone is somebody or so it seems
Like rabbits on the run or maybe you and me
In your shoes, you’re planning your prosperity
But nothing seems to work the way it’s supposed to be

Hell no. You can’t beat that. Just look in the mirror.
What you see. Well that’s not me.