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the World's Weakest Man (all the tracks)

by Salim Nourallah

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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

    All the tracks Salim and Billy Harvey recorded for the World's Weakest Man project plus two unreleased songs! Limited edition 12 song bonus disc available with the CD boxset.
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    The first ever Salim Nourallah boxset! Limited edition (numbered 50 only). All the tracks Salim and Billy Harvey recorded for "the World's Weakest Man" project plus a 12 song bonus disc called Let Me Take You to the Desert! The bonus tracks will not be made available digitally. If you already have all 4 EP CDs just pay $30 (shipping included) and we'll send you the box and bonus disc.

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    Get all 6 Salim Nourallah releases available on Bandcamp and save 15%.

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world’s weakest man (words & music by salim nourallah) if you gave me a feather to carry this morning i’m afraid it might be too heavy i’m the world’s weakest man no kidding, just try me let you down fast as i can you’re heavy… da, da, da, da, da, da waking up with these thoughts all twisted and churning not exactly what you’d want don’t make me stable or able i’m the world’s weakest man i know i said already but i’ll let you down quick as i can because love’s heavy… so heavy i’m the world’s weakest man and i’ll let you down quick as i can because love’s heavy… so heavy heavy, real heavy
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a nuclear winter (words by salim nourallah and gaines greer/music by salim) i take your hand in mine it feels like ice but I don’t mind you shiver and you shake the sun is serious enough to bake cinnamon buns on the hot concrete the pavement freezes underneath your feet but I always feel warm when you’re next to me even if you’re minus 17 degrees and you say, ”boy” yeah, you say…”boy” even a nuclear winter feels warm you don’t usually say much you don’t believe in compliments I hang on to the handful I got before we’d been together long enough to stop you don’t act out but you don’t let in I’m sweatin’ in my oversensitive skin I told you once that you were dazzling you told me “don’t ever do that again!” and you say, ”boy” yeah, you say…”boy” when you’ve survived an emotional apocalypse even a nuclear winter feels warm do you look so cool ‘cause you’re frozen inside? got refrigerated words and arctic alibis I try to thaw you out, am I wasting my time? if your igloo heart beats for me well, I feel fine
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Jesus of Sad 03:45
jesus of sad (words & music by salim nourallah) so you think you've suffered? i sip the tears of the world from my coffee cup there's always some poor sucker who believes in all this peace and love it's always my last supper if betrayal is your game then come hit me with some pain see those grown men weeping? they're my disciples... i'm the Jesus of Sad the Jesus of Sad give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free again  and have you seen my brother? he's a nuisance to my creed he's bulletproof, he never bleeds yeah he's so damn happy gonna wipe that smile right off his face now let me sing of virtue if my melancholy wanes then i can always summon shame it’s a dirty occupation but somebody’s gotta do it, right? i'm the Jesus of Sad the Jesus of Sad give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free again  my robe was sewn by the poor and downtrodden  every hair in my beard grown from an act of suffering my sandals, my sandals the pièce de ré·sis·tance handmade by some orphans in the worst of conditions i cry, i cry, i cry rivers and oceans misery, a temple of truth and devotion i pray, i pray for relief, for an answer  would my life have been different if i'd been born a dancer? i’m the Jesus of sad the Jesus of Sad give me your tired, your poor, your befuddled masses yearning to breathe free again
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i was born with a broken heart (words & music by salim nourallah) let me take you to the desert to my humble start mom, she had a halo and a green Datsun car dad, he was an Arab, and a playboy too always at the office, always in a suit yeah, Karen was a housewife that struggle was real clipping all the coupons, cooking all our meals i was born with a broken heart i wish i’d learned karate or kung fu too ‘cause you can’t win with poetry when they’re bullying you why were all the grownups looking so damn old? hamburgers and donuts for doing as you’re told i was born with a broken heart i learned about the Bible, i learned about the Koran too my father in denial that all my closest friends were Jews when i asked him about heaven and if mom was going too he said, “heaven’s no place for Christians and hell’s the place for you” it all seemed so messed up to me, it all seemed so messed up but he didn’t make that stuff up, it’s what they taught him it’s what we’re taught always people pointing fingers if you’re not on their religion’s team diesel Cadillacs polyester slacks the Shah of Iran all my time spent combing through the record stacks Lee Chagra got shot Brad Austin had pot played our first gig strip mall parking lot shady politicians heavy metal musicians all the bad guys had mustaches flash track suits and Santana drug cartels, k-mart, k-tel disco compilations in the 8-track wishing well equal rights for women? boy, you gotta be kidding put the bright ones on their knees, let them cook, clean and breed that’s how it was in the 70’s that’s how it was in the big, bad ‘70s
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this doesn’t feel like peace, love or understanding (words & music by salim nourallah) this doesn't feel like peace, love or understanding this doesn't feel like anything happy at all i asked you for some peace, love and understanding it feels more like you're building the Berlin Wall maybe it’s the distant hidden in your voice or maybe it's the way you treat me like a boy and maybe it's the way you're looking at my prose or maybe it's the way you criticize my clothes oh no, i don't know this doesn't feel like peace, love or understanding it feels more like my life’s a ticking time-bomb i thought i asked of you without coming off too demanding the way you cut me down left me feeling three feet small maybe there is really no such thing as peace or maybe it's just never gonna come to me and maybe all we need is love while we make war but i'm so tired of fighting for God only knows what for what's this all for? this doesn't feel like peace, love or understanding i think destruction is the one thing you’ve got on your mind this doesn't feel like peace, love or understanding it feels more like an execution of something sublime
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Misanthrope 04:36
misanthrope (words & music by rhett miller & salim nourallah) she's a lovely girl but she's a misanthrope she's sick of the world, she's at the end of her rope she's had it up to here with everyone but me cowboys, bankers, bikers too she hates 'em all and she might hate you but when we're alone, she's as sweet as she can be it's why it feels so good when she takes my hand when she tells me I'm her man so good when she holds me tenderly I'm the only one that she don't mind the one man out of all mankind she hates everybody but me it's hard sometimes with a misanthrope I got grave concerns and it ain't no joke I wake up wonderin' when she gonna turn on me in a cold sweat in the dead of the night I reach across and I turn on the light there she is sleeping, as sweet as she can be it was so hard to win her heart it's hard as a rock except for one little part that's why I don't sleep so easily yeah, I'm so glad to be one of a kind but I'm scared to death she might change her mind she hates everybody but me and I'll miss her when she's gone my misanthrope and I'll think of how it was and I'll hold out hope she'll think back on how it used to be when she hated everybody but me and how it felt so good when she took my hand when she told me I was her man so good when she held me tenderly I was the only one that she didn't mind the one man out of all mankind she hates everybody but me she hates everybody but me she hates everybody but me
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let’s be miserable together (words & music by salim nourallah) misery loves company maybe that’s why you love me? let’s pour a drink and spin some tales let me tell you how my marriage failed are you on my side, do you empathize? she was in the wrong, I was in the right oh, you can’t believe I was cheated on? you know I had this feeling all along if we can’t be happy on our own…let’s be miserable together! now build your case, I’m listening with each sordid word, you’re more interesting people love a good horror show you’re center stage, I hope you know I’m hanging on your every word it’s a classic tale of boy meets girl then love grows cold, it all goes to hell it’s got plot twists and turns and broken hearts as well if we can’t be happy on our own…let’s be miserable together! oh, it feels so nice to commiserate pour another glass, has it been 6 or 8? could we still be friends if I told you now I was well-adjusted and happy now? had a post-divorce life epiphany and my girlfriend, well, she’s pretty good to me yeah, I hear you man, life’s a bitch, that’s right! but I’ve been working out and sleeping sound at night if I was happy on my own if you were happy on your own if I was happy on my own if you were happy on your own if we were happy on our own… we couldn’t be miserable together
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building a case (words & music by salim nourallah) you've been to brunch a bunch lately with your best friend, Elaine  you call your mom to talk daily though it gives you migraines you're looking down your nose and sighing at the way I dress your body language shows i’m trying and you couldn't care less have you been building a case, building a case against our love? have you been building a case, building a case against our love? are you dreaming of our breakup in some new yoga pants? dreaming of a foreign boyfriend on a trip to France why do you pat me on the shoulder when we kiss goodnight? you’re like my mother leaning over as you shut off the light  have you been building a case, building a case against our love? have you been building a case, building a case against our love? do you think that I never notice all the little things you do?  do you think that I am oblivious, that I'm a tongue-tied, love-struck fool?  well, you know you're wrong, you’re wrong all my friends they like to point out what you're putting me through and how my life would be much better if I broke up with you so I could stand around at parties ‘cause I hate to dance yeah, I could throw back some Bacardi’s, start a new romance have I been building a case, building a case against our love? yeah, I’ve been building an case, building a case against our love I’ve been building a case
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Assassins 04:09
assassins (words & music by salim nourallah) assassins come crashing in on you in the middle of the night assassins back stabbing, dressed in black, begging for a fight assassins all laughing, plant bad thoughts that fill you up with fright assassins hi-jacking, attacking mind loop parasites are you gonna make it out this time? are you gonna make it out alive? assassins, they’re greedy, so needy, always tugging at your sleeves assassins, bang on eardrums, make conundrums, have fun messing up your life are you gonna make it out this time? yeah, are you gonna make it out alive? they’re assassins, I told you, tell them to shut up and be quiet assassins, they crave attention, just ignore 'em that’s the only way they die! am I gonna make it through the night? are you gonna make it through the night? are we gonna make it out this time? yeah, are we gonna make it out alive?
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Winners 03:37
winners (words by Salim Nourallah & Gaines Greer; music by Salim Nourallah) it’s in the way they look down their noses at us beneath them like rugs we’re hopelessly rough it’s in the way they smile like the cat’s got their tongue the shine of their teeth, conveniently smug a look says it all, it says that they’re winners makes us feel small in front of the winners we fell into the in-crowd for a minute or two we did what they said, we followed the rules but like some double agent in b-movie flick my cover was blown, thrown out of their clique a stiff upper lip in front of the winners what I wouldn’t give to win over the winners to be one the winners you’re laughing at me (even in sleep you’re still laughing at me) out on the street (you’re one of them and you’re laughing at me) laugh like a winner you laugh like a winner I saw you in a bar but then you just turned away you acted as though you’d forgotten my name we can play strangers if you want it that way lucky for you, you’re immune when I say, “I knew you before you were one of the winners” now I’ll mop the floors while you buy them dinner yeah, for all of the winners what I wouldn’t give (give to win over the winners) what I wouldn’t give (give to be one the winners) to win over the winners to be one the winners one of the winners to win over the winners
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a simple love (words & music by salim nourallah) my love is a simple love, my love is a simple love she doesn’t know how else to be she won’t be caught making a scene my love is a simple love my, love is a simple love not jealous or petty or cruel or clutching a beer by the pool she will not do what the others have done some girls do nothing but run sometime she don’t wanna have too much fun she’s practiced in prudence, not dumb my love is a simple love, my love is a simple love she doesn’t need bows or chiffon she’d much rather be up at dawn she will not cower from what the faint of heart shun she is a tower of sun she’s not afraid, she’s afraid of no one she unravels grim stories I’ve spun my love is a simple love, my love is a simple love some say that she’s just a fib while others just say i’m just amiss some say she cannot exist but i know she’s real ‘cause we’ve kissed and i know how simple love is
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good sense and safety (words & music by salim nourallah) when I was a kid my dad taught me the rules of life yeah, when I was a kid my dad taught me these rules of life he said, “son, number one…GOOD SENSE and SAFETY” he said, “son, number one…always use GOOD SENSE and SAFETY” when I was a boy my father said these rules of life that's right yeah, when I was a boy my father told the rules of life he said, “son, number one…GOOD SENSE and SAFETY” he said, “son, number one…always use GOOD SENSE and SAFETY” avoid danger at all cost GOOD SENSE and SAFETY avoid risk at all cost always use GOOD SENSE and SAFETY follow the rules, polish your shoes, do your homework, go to school follow the rules, polish your shoes, do your homework, go to school do what your told, do what your told never ask questions do what your told, do what your told he said, “son, number one…GOOD SENSE and SAFETY” he said, “son, number one…always use GOOD SENSE and SAFETY” avoid danger at all cost GOOD SENSE and SAFETY avoid risk at all cost always use GOOD SENSE and SAFETY follow the rules, polish your shoes, do your homework, go to school follow the rules, polish your shoes, do your homework, go to school do what your told, do what your told yeah, never ask questions do what your told
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i’ve got a job! (words by gaines greer & salim nourallah; music by salim nourallah) when i was a boy my Grandma said i think you’d make a good shoe salesman…” i was thinking an Astronaut so i’m pretty sure i undershot now i’ve got a desk, a cubicle a parking pass but the lot’s always full instant oatmeal at 6am sitting on the freeway in traffic again don’t have a girl don’t have much fun i can’t remember my last vacation i don’t work out i don’t sleep in can’t even stay awake past ten i’ve got a job! i’ve got a job! so i’ve bought some pants with pleats in front i like to wear ‘em with my blue button ups my boss tells me that my work’s alright but we’re not promoting anyone at this time i try to talk to the new receptionist work up the nerve to ask her to breakfast but someone sent her flowers yesterday i’m pretty sure she doesn’t like me anyway i don’t eat right why should i try? frozen dinners are just fine don’t see my friends there’s never time i’m always beat on Friday night i’ve got a job!
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Donut Shop 02:35
donut shop (words by salim nourallah & nicholas altobelli; music by nicholas altobelli) i got a job i even bought a car i cut my hair and sold all my guitars i've dropped some weight and started working out so why don’t you love me like you used to? i told my mom you were the only one i told my drinking buddy, Billy, “i’m done!” i’m eating vegan, reading lots of books so why don’t you love me like you used to? you were the girl for me i was your man now i'm living in a world that i don’t understand i’d of never guessed, i’d of never guessed that you'd cross me off your list i thought i saw you in a donut shop was it you i spotted at the bus stop? i smiled and waved but your eyes stayed so blank yeah, why don’t you love me like you used to? when we were younger we would watch the stars not wonder if we’d ever fall apart i’d of never guessed, i’d of never guessed that it’d ever come to this you were the girl for me i was your man now i'm living in a world that i don’t understand i’d of never guessed, i’d of never guessed that you'd cross me off your list i haven’t heard from you since God knows when i hope you haven’t found a new boyfriend so would you like to have a picnic then go to the zoo? 'cause i think you could love me like you used to i think you could love me like you used to why don't you love me like you used to?
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Dreamsong 03:14
dreamsong (words & music by salim nourallah) warm breeze on the back of my neck tall trees swaying from the deck blue seas and we're headed West in a dreamsong my baby smiles as she's coming to me she takes my hand and i'm 17 it's just as good as i thought it would be in this dreamsong island sand hot beneath my feet she whispers softly inviting me to a place i can only see in this dreamsong follow signs taking us away no shoes on, it's a holiday no blues, everything's okay in this dreamsong no way that i'll ever go home i'll stay in the bath alone long naps and i've got no phone in this dreamsong taxi cab radio is on turn the dial and they're playing my song the driver smiles as he sings along and we're LONG GONE slow hours walking on the beach her fingers beckon just out of reach her hand in mine now it all feels complete in this dreamsong
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if i married you (words & music by salim nourallah) if I married you, we could join the Olympics of love if I married you, gold domestic bliss medals thereof if you married me, maybe have matching his’n’her towels if you married me, we could sit in our den and buy vowels we’d both sip lemonade by the pool, in our shades if I married you if I married you, most my crazy ideas you’d support if I married you, could we watch PBS and not sports? if you married me, I’d be quiet as a mouse while you slept if you married me, we’d have a clutter free house - wanna bet? I’d be kind and on time write you songs, give you wine if I married you if you married me, I’d get tres leches when you’re sad and to prove my love, go see Gordon Lightfoot with your dad I might clean while you read dust the plants, make our bed if I married you… we’d be friends ’til the end on you I could depend if I married you if I married you if you married me if you married me
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misanthrope (words & music by rhett miller & salim nourallah) she's a lovely girl but she's a misanthrope she's sick of the world, she's at the end of her rope she's had it up to here with everyone but me cowboys, bankers, bikers too she hates 'em all and she might hate you but when we're alone, she's as sweet as she can be it's why it feels so good when she takes my hand when she tells me I'm her man so good when she holds me tenderly I'm the only one that she don't mind the one man out of all mankind she hates everybody but me yeah, it's hard sometimes with a misanthrope I got grave concerns and it ain't no joke I wake up wonderin' when she gonna turn on me in a cold sweat in the dead of the night I reach across and I turn on the light there she is sleeping, as sweet as she can be it was so hard to win her heart it's hard as a rock except for one little part that's why I don't sleep so easily yeah, I'm so glad to be one of a kind but I'm scared to death she might change her mind she hates everybody but me and I'll miss her when she's gone my misanthrope and I'll think of how it was and I'll hold out hope she'll think back on how it used to be when she hated everybody but me and how it felt so good when she took my hand when she told me I was her man so good when she held me tenderly I was the only one that she didn't mind the one man out of all mankind she hates everybody but me she hates everybody but me she hates everybody but me
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your birthday without you (words & music by salim nourallah) i woke up at 6 to send a sweet birthday message i hoped for it to be the very 1st thing you saw you wrote, "you sound like a Hallmark card" that was all you said but at least you'd read it i went back to bed then got up at 10 had some breakfast, listened to a song again that i'd written the night before i thought of changing all the words to make it yours i started celebrating your birthday, you know i was celebrating your birthday without you i imagined how cute you must've looked as a four year old girl with all those dark, dark curls then i went out and bought you a book i even to a look as i flipped through the pages i picked up a cupcake, picked out some cards bought you more than one because deciding was too hard i might've checked my phone a couple of times there was no word from you i played it cool, stood in line that's how i was celebrating your birthday, you know i was celebrating your birthday without you i had dinner at a restaurant that i eat at all the time told myself, "she's doing yoga after work, everything's fine” still had the cards to sign, still had to buy some candles hit the grocery store with a bunch of guys in sandals and now the sun's gone down, i'm sitting in my car waiting for your call, thinking of visiting a bar i think i had a pretty good attitude that lasted all day long although your non-participation was rude it would've been more fun to spend your birthday with you a helluva lot more fun to spend your birthday with you you were born today, you're a miracle! you were born today, you're a miracle! that's all i have to say as i wrap up your birthday
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Good Enough 04:21
good enough (words & music by salim nourallah) you are so beautiful i’m caught up in your sweet glow as you’re lying there hardly with a care you know long brown hair, skin so fair how i long to kiss you there but you don’t respond, you say everything is wrong guess i’m not good enough i’m not good enough for you what more can i do? i’m not good enough no, i’m not good enough and i’ve got practice with this stuff yeah, when will i be ever good enough? other girls like me, why can’t you see? they say i’m handsome, tall and neat they tell me lot’s of things and ask me ‘bout this ring i wear oh, but i love you and my heart's so true you’re the only girl in the universe so what am i to do if you don’t want me close to you? if i’m not good enough i’m not good enough for you you should hit me with the truth if i’m not good enough i’m not good enough i can take the news if you don’t think i’m good enough for you…for you well, hell i’m good enough, yeah, i’m good enough for you i’d go to war and fight for you yeah, hell i’m good enough that’s right i’m good enough for you do anything, yeah, i'm that tough you bet i’m good enough, i’m better than good enough and i’ve got practice with this stuff so trust me when i say i’m good enough for you
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maybe you’d like me to love you (words & music by salim nourallah) i pledge my unwavering devotion to you stoic and bold as the ocean is blue you say you need space - i'll clear out the garage you say you need silence -we don't have to talk you know a connection is all i want i handle your feelings with conscience and care the cooking and cleaning - i'll take on more than my share you say you need sleep - i buy a bigger bed you say you want peace - i kill the violence in my head hey, maybe you'd like me to love you maybe you'd like me to love maybe you'd like me to love you a little bit less? i hate when you're sad, whenever you're sick i'd take on your pain, that'd be a neat trick the sound of your name is like my favorite cassette and if we parted ways you know i'd never forget maybe you'd like me to love you maybe you'd like me to love maybe you'd like me to love you a little bit less? you know we could make arrangements to help soothe our disengagement patience could've been my middle name but sometimes i wanna hear you say "hey...i just wanna see you i wanna be near you today maybe you’d like me to love you maybe you like me to love..." yeah, maybe i’d like you to love me a little bit more a little bit a little bit more
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All the tracks Salim and Billy recorded for the World's Weakest Man project plus two unreleased songs! Limited edition 12 song bonus disc available with the CD boxset.

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Salim Nourallah Dallas, Texas

Salim Nourallah is a recording artist, producer, Happiness Records founder, and Texas indie music fixture. His 2018 release, Somewhere South of Sane, is a 21-song double LP. Popmatters recently wrote, "Nourallah manages both to surprise and to continue doing exactly what he's always done: turn a reflective life and a focus on family into unforgettable art." ... more

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