A GRITTY STORY OF JUSTICE
“Get the Job Done” is not for the faint of heart. It unravels the dark tale of a character pushed to the edge, where patience runs dry, and justice takes an unrelenting form. The story unfolds in vivid imagery, drawing listeners into a narrative of rebellion, catharsis, and the finality of choice—all played out under the moon’s eerie glow.
A SOUND THAT DRIVES THE STORY
Musically, “Get the Job Done” captures the essence of folkabilly with driving rhythms, haunting whistles, and a low baritone vocal that carries the weight of the tale. The track builds tension with pounding drums, layered with a raw energy that keeps the momentum surging forward. Every note and lyric are crafted to immerse listeners in this dark Americana story.
A REFLECTION OF REBELLION
While the song tells a fictional story, its themes of breaking free, facing the consequences, and finding closure resonate on a deeper level. It’s for anyone who has felt the burden of being pushed too far or found freedom in standing their ground.
READY TO KICK OFF THE NEW YEAR
I’m so excited for you to hear “Get the Job Done” and start the new year with a song that’s bold, raw, and unapologetic. Whether you’re drawn to folkabilly, dark Americana, or just love a good story told through music, this track is for you. I’d love to hear your thoughts when it drops—thank you for your support, and stay tuned for more!
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Lyrics
GET THE JOB DONE
1)
She woke me up around 6 in the morning after a long and lonesome night
I was still drunk but well aware this could end up again in a fight
She ordered me to get my ass up: “Chop some wood in the sun!”
I only thought of all the tools I would use, and how to get the job done
Get the job done, Get the job done (mh mh mhm)
Get the job done, Get the job done (mh mh mhm)
2)
So I raised my bones, went down to the basement got a shovel and a sack
She was right behind my back and insisted to pick up an ax
She cursed: “The garden needs love so cut down a tree you son of a gun”
“I’ll cut you down!” I should have said, instead, I bit my tongue
I get the job done, I get the job done (mh mh mhm)
I get the job done (oh oh), I get the job done (mh mh mhm)
3)
As she didn’t stop challenging my patience and huffed and puffed and screamed
I opened the drawer and gripped my revolver and gave her six rounds of peace
I wrapped the dead body up in the sack, with the shovel I hollowed her grave
And buried the witch 6 feet under the moon, put her in her final place
I get the job done (oh oh), I get the job done (mh mh mhm)
I get the job done (oh oh), I get the job done (mh mh mhm), Ah
Bridge
The weight of the earth fell off of my shoulders, ooh what a relief
For so long, I was unhappy, I should’ve told her, I am finally free
4)
Next thing I remember were the boots of asheriff, he was kneeling on my back
They put me on trial and laid me in chains and strapped me on a pale green rack
The verdict read murder, no pardon arrived, I’m choking on air through my lungs
I don’t regret the fact I killed her! hangman
Get the job done, get the job done (mh mh mhm)
Get the job done (oh oh), get the job done (mh mh mhm)
Get the job done, get the job done (mh mh mhm)
Get the job done (oh oh), I got the job done (mh mh mhm)
Get the job done
Credits
Music, Lyrics, Producer, Mixing, Mastering: Marcel J. Wüstner
ISWC: T-314.064.159-0
ISRC: QZZ7V2435075