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Stuck in the Gravity Well

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This album is the culmination of much delayed effort. Foot Pound Force started in 2007 as an avenue for a few engineer musicians to vent some creative steam. We had no idea how many songs would result from this collaboration. It took us a long time to finally get in the studio for a serious project, and the results (we hope) speak for themselves.

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released August 29, 2018

Cover Painting by Chris Wade
Mission Patch Logo and Graphic Layout by Col. Kevin Fritz Fotovich

Special Thanks:
Matt Barron; Mike Lenox; Emily Hewitt; Jenn and Abby Whitworth; Kelly Marlett; Lara Lenox; Ben Jobe, Sharon Singletary and the rest of the crew at Spice Radio Huntsville; Andrew Little; Jason Copeland; The UAH Department of Music; Alexander Abel-Boozer, Daniela Perallon, and the rest of the crew at Arts Huntsville; Tom Patterson, Mark Torstensen, and the rest of the crew at Know Huntsville; Joe Orozco; Jim Schwartz; Chris Wade; Col. Kevin Fritz Fotovich; Guy Streeter; Mary Robinson; Brad Posey with his wonderful public radio show The Invisible City as well as Beth Norwood, Katy Ganaway, and Brett Tannehill at WLRH; Downtown Huntsville, Inc; Larry Jones; NASA Marshall Space Flight Center; Jim Stott, Paul Britton, and the rest of 59 Minutes; Geek Out Huntsville; Robby Hilliard, Amber Hansford, Pat DeVareness, Chip Brazell, Walt Hubert and the rest of the volunteers in the DragonCon Filk Track; Stephen Granade, Rachel Pendergrass and the rest of the volunteers in the DragonCon Science Track; Nick Edelstein; Madison “Metricula” Roberts; Mikey Mason; Tom Smith, Filk Hero and early supporter; The Blibbering Humdingers; Andrew McKee; Gray Rinehart; Jared Claxon and Zach Loup of The Gekkos; Teresa Claxon; The Riley Family; Rocket City NerdCon; Con Kasterborous; Jeremy Long and the rest of the crew at Huntsville Comic and Pop Culture Expo; Nathan, Zia, Kevin and Aijalon at Huntsville Comic Con; Chris Bramon, Jeff Peck, and Becky Eller at Mad Malts Brewing; Bruce and Jo Weddendorf, Dave Stanley and the rest at Straight to Ale Brewing; Jay Kissell and Shea Stisher at Salty Nut Brewery; Ethan Couch and Sonya Petroff at Yellowhammer Brewing; Gavin Goodman at Rocket Republic Brewing; Eddie Yessick and the rest of the crew at Sidetracks Music Hall; Shelby Butler; Klayton Hodges; Robert Bijvoet; Evan Helmeid; The UAH College of Engineering for helping to make introductions of all of the band members to each other; Most importantly: You the listener.

In Loving Memory: Brian A. Lee (1981 - 2013)

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Foot Pound Force Huntsville, Alabama

Foot Pound Force is a Nerd Rock band based in Huntsville Alabama.We're an alloy of Weezer and MC Front-a-lot, with 80% Geek, 15% Rock, and the remainder a mix of musical styles.We've been heat treated to a hardness of F'n Metal Rockwell

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Track Name: Press Start to Begin
Saw you in what’s left of the arcade, you so hardcore
No groupie are you, just you and the high score
Reaching out with a trembling hand to put a quarter down
Why are you here where are your friends in this small town
I have never seen anyone so alone
It’s about time to put up the phone

Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin

Giving you the last of my attention, do you wanna go
It’s nowhere far just downstairs by the studio
Maybe we could talk about the old days, of stores far gone
Back when we were kids and this place was a castle for everyone
We’ll find the places that cameras forgot
Cause the things we do, don’t count for a lot

Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin

Come home and play on my console with me (repeat)
Would you rather be left alone
Would you rather stay on your phone
Would you rather wear a frown
Would you rather be beaten down
So instead be a spaz
So instead take my hand
So instead take a chance
So instead kick some ass

Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Press start to begin
Track Name: No Spoilers
Caught myself in line at celebration
doing the dance of elation
Return of my childhood flow
my enthusiasm will grow
The preview has spoken
and Chewbacca ain’t broken
Your link is up to hyperinflate
I won’t even click to speculate

No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school

Every day on newsfeed
I see patterns of silly greed
Talking this way and that
stories with seldom checked facts
Pictures of cats and babies
and tales about vaccine and rabies
A minefield of rabbit holes
but I will not mine that coal

No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school

Excuse me while I sit
in the corner and drool in a fit
You go ahead and be literate
cause I can no longer elaborate
A whole generation
that was raised by huge expectation
Shattered by the age
of the Internet giving birth to rage

No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school

La La La I can’t hear you
La La La I can’t hear you

I count myself lucky to have seen the trailer
but I did not watch the analysis of the trailer
I did not attend the after party of the trailer
But then on YouTube twenty more watches of the trailer

No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
No spoilers for me bro I’m doing it old school
Track Name: Where are We Now
I don’t know high / if there is no up
Where seeing the whole Milky Way is enough
Each breath is deep / your eyes are loud
At twenty five thousand miles an hour

I don’t know low / if there is no down
When you think of who we are and stick around
See the fear / and hear the scream
Agree, achieve, and move on to the dream

Where are we now?
Head wreathed by stars, heels dug in the ground
Where do we go?
We touch all points simultaneously as we grow

It makes you scared / that there is no air
But there’s a risk of losing it down here
To the deck add your charts
And from it comes the arrow to the stars

Where are we now?
Head wreathed by stars, heels dug in the ground
Where do we go?
We touch all points simultaneously as we grow
Why are we here?
We get to choose so figure it out for yourself
Why do we care?
For everyone (stuck in the gravity well)

It’s getting automated, humanity elevated
Or at least we have the time
With all the technical progress, we’ll find an inward congress
We all rise with the tide

Where are we now?
Head wreathed by stars, heels dug in the ground
Where do we go?
We touch all points simultaneously as we grow
Why are we here?
We get to choose so figure it out for yourself
Why do we care?
For everyone (stuck in the gravity well)
When do we sing?
We sing right now and for all eternity
When do we fly?
We start right now and I guess I figured out high
Track Name: Linux Up the World
I have a dream
and that dream is
to be the only root
on the earth
Viewing the world
through an xterm window
I could control everything
it would never be the same again

Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world

We could make man woman
have an entry in the database
If I were curious
I could grep your thoughts
I'd never be lost
With whereis at my fingertips
And if I needed something
I could always do apt-get

Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world

It will be lovely when I Linux up the world
If you don't think so you will be /dev/nulled
It will be lovely when I Linux up the world
I'll look at you
sudo make love

They say power corrupts
but it would only be me
it wouldn't be...
too bad
If there were those
who would reject our love
We’d be alright
just rm their C: Drive

Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Wouldn't it be lovely if I could Linux up the world
Track Name: Trouble (The TEA/TEB Song)
Common wisdom makes no sense
That’s the reason there are labels
There’s a look that is so intense
Igniting the way before its unstable

She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout

Pyrophoric looks will cook you
In her eyes a flaming green
No safe way to douse this stew
Like nothing you have ever seen

She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout

It was you that freed this tempest
Now you just gotta let it burn
Starving of oxygen would be best
Question is, when will you learn

She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout

She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
There ain’t no way to put her out
She's nothing but trouble she's just like TEA/TEB
If you set her off just give me a shout
If you set her off just give me a shout
Track Name: Craft Beer Nerd
I got your Porter and I got your Stout
I got your Pale Ale, that’s what it’s about
Barrel-aged beauties, Scotch and Old Ales
Triple hopped balanced flavors without fail
All these brews and their suds
One thing is certain, they sure ain’t Bud

Pilsner, Lager, Altbier, Trappist, Amber, Red
Bitter, Dubbel, Saison, Lambic, Iambic Pentameter
Barleywine, ESB, Weisbier, Kolsch, Bock head
I’m a craft beer nerd
I’m a craft beer nerd

Multinational conglomeration
Sending their swill across this nation
Being pushed aside by the market force
Cause we like good beers, of course
Do you understand our high gravity?
Cause we ain’t saying it with brevity

Pilsner, Lager, Altbier, Trappist, Amber, Red
Bitter, Dubbel, Saison, Lambic, Iambic Pentameter
Barleywine, ESB, Weisbier, Kolsch, Bock head
I’m a craft beer nerd
I’m a craft beer nerd

I will sit and sip and fuss and dissect
For taste and smell and foam intersect
Let the finish be strong and meander
Do I detect a hint of coriander?
Yeah I’m a craft beer nerd and I’m here to report
That the fermenters are full of good wort

We’re brewing it the hard way
The small batch is the king
We’re brewing it the hard way
Beechwood aged, are you kidding?

Pilsner, Lager, Altbier, Trappist, Amber, Red
Bitter, Dubbel, Saison, Lambic, Iambic Pentameter
Barleywine, ESB, Weisbier, Kolsch, Bock head
I’m a craft beer nerd
I’m a craft beer nerd
Track Name: Snake Oil
When you lie to me, it feels so good
Sell me hope with a real steep bill of goods
Here’s all I am worth, to someone like you
Count it out and stash it in your shoe

Who cares if I don’t get the result
I wished for
Woah, the price, of laughing at the fool
Yeah, it means, that the next one could be you

I can’t seem to get you out of my head
All I need is some snake oil before bed
Thought of life without you fills me with dread
Nothing wrong with some snake oil before bed

All through the night, I think of the day
When you begged me on your knees to stay
When I came back in you looked away
Coming up with reasons not to stray

Will there ever be a time that
We don’t get tired
Woah, the price, of falling for the babe
Yeah, it means, that you never get away

I can’t seem to get you out of my head
All I need is some snake oil before bed
Thought of life without you fills me with dread
Nothing wrong with some snake oil before bed
Track Name: Little Red Button
All I have to do is push this little red button, yeah
All I want to do is blow up the whole world
All I need to do is build a doomsday device
Don't have to tell nobody but a little press would be nice

I'm gonna put my evil base underneath a volcano
When I broadcast my message into space, they will know
the name of Dr Insano, Dr Insano, Dr Insano

They laughed at all of my evil science experiment
They won't be laughing when one day I can tell the president
And all I have to do is push this little red button
And all I want to do is blow up the whole world

All I wanted was a little bit of respect
Now I'm bringin down destruction that no shield can deflect
When I put my satellites into space
I'm the only private venture
With my minions on board no one is safe
From ever getting injured
Cause I'm evil and I'm an evil mad freakin scientist
And you will know me, you will scream my name,
Dr Insano, Dr Insano, Dr Insano, Dr Insano

All I have to do is push this little red button, yeah
And all I want to do is blow up the whole world
And all I need to do is build a doomsday device
And all I want to do is pick up this guitar
Track Name: All Dressed Up
I’ve got 40 pounds of TNT
In my 1997 Chevy Caprice
Don’t ask me how I got ahold of that
Cause I keep a lot of secrets in my wide brimmed hat
I got snake skin boots and a bolo tie
And a huge belt buckle from the WY
Metal and leather and a heavy load
But I’m all dressed up with no place to explode

They call me the fixer ain’t got nothing to fix
They don’t want my tools or my dynamite sticks
Leftover surplus from the Warsaw Pact
Kept in a bunker in case of attack
If they track me down I got to go into hiding
So they don’t find my rocket with the aluminum siding
Got nowhere to be so I stay on the road
And I’m all dressed up with no place to explode

Got an orange sticker says 1.1
Can’t leave it by the road, can’t tell anyone
Can’t fly it out on an aeroplane
Gonna try and trade it all for some Mary Jane
So if you want a good time with some dynamite
I tell you sir (or madam) that it is your night
If you’re all dressed up and looking to explode
Barter, favor, or cash, come see me after the show
Track Name: I Don't Understand You Yet
Hey, your friend said I should get to know you
He said you’re the wonder of this age
So I said why not, look at this big brain I’ve got
Maybe we could find we’re on the same page

We stayed up all night my mind enraptured
Then I looked you up like everyone does
Then I saw pages and pages of facts and opinions
I found out that no one can get enough (of you, because)

You’re up, you’re down, you’re charming and strange
From your top to your bottom you’re constantly changing
We got so much to do but my only regret
Is that I don’t understand you yet

You are just so...unpredictable
I need some time to think this through
It’s not you that’s got me into this spot
I need you to fit in my worldview

You’re up, you’re down, you’re charming and strange
From your top to your bottom you’re constantly changing
We got so much to do but my only regret
Is that I don’t understand you yet

I couldn’t find the hidden meaning behind it all
I know you’re disappointed that you could not be solved
Someone better than me will come along
And he will write you a more understanding song

You’re up, you’re down, you’re charming and strange
From your top to your bottom you’re constantly changing
We got so much to do but my only regret
Is that I don’t understand you yet

Is that I don’t understand you yet
Track Name: Love Memo
Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real

My nether tubes / vibrate for you
Got a dozen hearts / all beatin' in tune
If my words were smooth / like the love between me and you
I would never lose / the feeling that comes from you
I wish I could write / and read good too
Then I could read the memo / that came from you

Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real

Girl you the most everything / I strain every time I think
To compare to your pretty pink / know what I mean, nudge nudge wink wink
Good morning baby / feel more good
The stuff between me and you / like white oreo goo
If only my words were great / like the love you and I make
Like that time in the trailer park / best steak I ever ate

Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real

Oh yeah like tasty chitlins / and chicken wings
I wanna eat you up / more than most anything
Like the sunrise / on a pretty lake
Oh love with you / I want to make
But the words / never seem to come
I think of something good to say / but it only sounds dumb
Only my heart can know / the pretty things that make you so
Well, did you get my / did you get my...

Did you get my love memo?
I sent it through the limbo
My instant messages scroll too slow
I need to tell you how I really feel
I use my big words so you know it's real
Track Name: Surfin' the Signal
(Spoken) Can you taste the wifi?

I can feel photons / Movin’ through my hair
I see the packets / Flyin’ through the air
Don’t need no router / I’m a walkin’ A P
Don’t even need / To see it on a screen ‘cause I’m

Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
I can feel it in my brain

Encryption don’t matter / can’t hide from me
WPA 2 AES or TKIP
I can straighten out / any elliptic curve
Entangled in your quantum keys / don’t need the password cause I’m

Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Ridin’ the carrier wave

You might think / you need to fear
But there’s one thing / You need to hear
You think I sift your bits / in the quantum sea
But the only thing on the net / Is pornography

Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
Surfin the signal
I can feel it in my brain
Track Name: Welcome to Class
Welcome to class, please have a seat
You can stand if you want to if you gotta dance to the beat
Welcome to class, we’ll begin in a bit
My name is Dave but you can call me Mr Hewitt yeah
Get used to it

You don’t have to take notes, it’s natural
Prove to me that man is the smartest animal

Look up and love
The stars above
Look up and love
The stars above

Take out your books, we will start on page ten
Rip out the copyright and never speak of this again
By the end of the course, you will know how to fly
We will tear down the walls to get an open view of the sky
Soaring so high

You don’t have to take notes, it’s natural
Prove to me that man is the smartest animal

Look up and love
The stars above
Look up and love
The stars above
Track Name: Self Driven
I did not believe them when they predicted
That my truck would drive itself one day
I adopted early and was unrestricted
For my new DD was here to stay
I'm glad they solved the Trolley Problem
Now I can drink and ride around in peace
But no driver protection algorithm
Could ever really prepare me

My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart

Google's got the AI and lots of gadgets too
And Tesla's got a real mean battery
I'm waiting for old man Bezos to deliver
That Amazon drone delivery
Sitting in my rocking chair with my shotgun in the air
On the front porch while Prime invades my sky
It's just like shooting little clay pigeons
But if you hit one you also get a prize

My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart

Elon is shaking things up so they say
Hyperloops and drone ships save the day
His disruptions won’t ever bring her back
This ain’t about my dog, my ex, or my pay
With a two tone paint job and a LineX bed
She used to recalculate just for me
But now she’s on the highway on her own
She’s never coming back around for me

My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart

My truck done left me just like my old lady
R-U-N-N-O-F-T that's what it did to me
My truck done left me just like my old lady
In the parking lot of a shuttered old K-Mart

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