Song #13: Jump the Wall (1977)

If being a teenager/young adult is all about rebellion and finding oneself, this stage of life was especially difficult for me, as all my friends thought my parents were: "the coolest people in the world" (insert "smallest violin ever" here).

My parents (pretty much) WERE the coolest people in the world, but all I wanted to do was escape their clutches and go out into the world.

When I decided to drop out of UCLA after my freshman year to become a songwriter, my father offered to help me build a recording studio in the garage. The studio was to be a commercial enterprise, but the possibility that I could record my music during "off hours", offset the fact that I wasn't "free" from my parents purview.
I accepted the Faustian bargain, and "Spoiled Brat Recording" was born. The studio became popular, and the "off hours" became fewer and farther between...

 

and even now, as a supposed "grown-up", I find myself longing to escapet the gilded cage.

 

This is one of three songs my second mentor, Chad Stuart graciously produced.

Jump the Wall

Crazy man

Run to the trees

Taste the moonlight

Fall to your knees

Jump the wall when no one knows

Race until the morning

Close the door and key the lock

Now you're free for a while

Just for a while

Crazy man

They followed your trail

Formed a posse

Jump the wall go to jail

Raise the price and someone tells

Money talks to strangers

Block the streets surround the house

Only five minutes to come out

Five minutes to come out

Crazy man

There's a knock at your door

Taste the lead fly

Fall to the floor

Jump the wall when no one knows

Race until the morning

Close the door and key the lock

Now you're free for a while

Just for a while

Britt Bacon: vocals, guitar, vibraslap

Chad Stuart: bass, bgs

Written by Britt Bacon

©1978

Source: analogue cassette