The Gun Club was a post-punk/cowpunk band from Los Angeles, California that existed from 1979 to 1996. Led by flamboyant singer and guitarist Jeffrey Lee Pierce, The Gun Club merged the contemporary genre of punk rock with the more traditional genres of rockabilly and country music.
Along with X, The Flesh Eaters and The Blasters, they are cited as a "tribal psychobilly blues" band.
The Gun Club was formed by Jeffrey Lee Pierce, former head of the Blondie fan club in Los Angeles. Joining him was Brian Tristan, who was later renamed Kid Congo Powers during his stint with The Cramps, Don Snowden, who was at the time a music critic for the Los Angeles Times, and Brad Dunning, now a prominent designer and writer. Pierce, Tristan and Dunning were good friends having met at various early punk gigs and frequented the Capitol Records parking lot record swapmeet. Pierce played guitar and lead vocals, while Tristan took on lead guitar, Snowden on bass, and Dunning rounding out the quartet on drums. The band was originally a rockabilly band called The Cyclones led by Pleasant Gehman on lead vocals, but Gehman departed after only one show which was at Gazzarri's, a club on the Sunset Strip and their opening act was The GoGos.
Death Party is an EP by punk blues group The Gun Club, released in 1983.
All songs written and composed by Jeffrey Lee Pierce.
Look what's been done, John
It's coming out of the east like rain, Johnny
Look, what's been done, John
It's coming like a God with no name, Johnny
I'm out near Santa Fe
Hitching out for the warmer days
I'm all broke up, Johnny
It all just beat me down
Look, down the line, Johnny
There's flashlights on the backroads, Johnny
Look, down the line, Johnny
Of the American unknown, Johnny
I'm out there in the desert
All your dreams lie dead in the desert
I'm all torn up, Johnny
It all just beat me down
Look at the girl, Johnny
Yellow hair a shine, indian eyes to see, Johnny
Look at her, Johnny
Her love is like anything to me, Johnny
What slipped so deep into me
I can never get it out of me
I'm all broke up, Johnny
It all just beat me down