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Biography (1969
- 1997)
Live At Sin-é (1993)
Grace (1994)
Sketches
for my Sweerheart the Drunk (1998)
During the fall of 1993, prior to the release of Live At Sin-é,
Buckley entered
the studio with his band, Mick Grondahl (bass) and Matt Johnson (guitar),
and producer Andy Wallace to begin recording the seven original songs
("Mojo Pin," "Grace," "Last Goodbye," "So Real," "Lover, You Should Have
Come Over," "Eternal Life," "Dream Brother") and three covers ("Lilac
Wine," Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah," Benjamin Britten's "Corpus Christi
Carol") that comprise his debut album Grace. Guitarist Michael Tighe, who
cowrote and performed on Grace's "So Real," joined Buckley's ensemble
shortly thereafter as a permanent member.
In 1994, Jeff Buckley toured clubs, lounges, and coffeehouses in North
America as a solo artist from January 15-March 5 as well as Europe from
March 11-22; his "Peyote Radio Theatre Tour" of that year found him on
the
road with his band and lasted from June 2-August 16. His full-length
full-band album, Grace was released in the United States on August 23,
1994, the same day Buckley and band kicked off a European tour in Dublin,
Ireland; the 1994 European Tour ran through September 22, with Buckley
and Ensemble performing at the CMJ convention at New York's Supper
Club on September 24. The group headed back into America's clublands for
a Fall Tour lasting from October 19-December 18.
On New Year's Eve 1994-95, Buckley returned to Sin-é to perform
a solo
concert; on New Year's Day, he read an original poem at the annual St.
Mark's Church Marathon Poetry Reading. Two weeks later, he and his band
were back in the United Kingdom for gigs in Dublin, Bristol, and London
before launching an extensive tour of Japan, France, Germany, Italy,
Holland, Belgium, and the United Kingdom which lasted from January
29-March 5. On April 13 1995, it was announced that Jeff Buckley's Grace
had earned him France's prestigious "Gran Prix International Du Disque
--
Academie Charles CROS -- 1995"; an award given by a jury of producers,
journalists, the president of France Culture, and music industry professionals,
it had previously been given to Edith Piaf, Jacques Brel, Yves Montand,
Georges Brassens, Bruce Springsteen, Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan, Joan
Baez, and Joni Mitchell, among other musical luminaries. France also
awarded Buckley a gold record certification for Grace. Buckley and band's
Spring Tour 1995 found them back in the U.S.A. with gigs running from
April 20-June 2. The band took off for Down Under to play six Australian
shows between August 28-September 6, 1995. In November 1995,
Buckley played two unannounced solo shows at Sin-é and celebrated
New
Year's Eve 1995-96 with a performance at New York's Mercury Lounge.
Jeff Buckley and his touring ensemble went back to Australia, where Grace
had earned a gold record certification, for the "Hard Luck Tour," which
ran
from February 9-March 1 of 1996. Drummer Matt Johnson left the group
after the final Australian show. In May of '96, Jeff played four gigs as
a bass
player with Mind Science of the Mind, a side-project of Buckley's friend,
Nathan Larson of Shudder To Think. In September '96, Buckley played
another unannounced solo gig at his old favorite haunt Sin-é. December
of
1996 found Jeff Buckley embarking on his "phantom solo tour," a series
of
unannounced solo gigs played under a succession of aliases: the
Crackrobats, Possessed By Elves, Father Demo, Smackrobiotic, Crit Club,
Topless America, Martha & the Nicotines, A Puppet Show Named Julio.
On February 9, 1997, Jeff Buckley debuted his new drummer, Parker
Kindred, in a show at Arlene's Grocery on New York's Lower East Side.
He also played a couple of solo gigs in New York during the first months
of
1997: a gig at the Daydream Cafe (featuring band members Mick Grondahl
and Michael Tighe as "special guests") and a solo performance February
4 as
part of the Knitting Factory's 10-Year Birthday Party.
Buckley and his current band line-up went to Memphis, Tennessee, in
February 1997 to begin rehearsing in preparation for the recording,
scheduled to commence June 30, of the eagerly-awaited follow-up to Grace.
The new lineup debuted Buckley's new songs at Barrister's in Memphis on
February 12 and 13. Beginning March 31, Jeff began a series of regularly
scheduled Monday night solo performances at Barrister's. His last show
there was on Monday, May 26, 1997.
In addition to his Columbia Records releases, Live At Sin-é and
Grace, Jeff
Buckley has appeared as a guest artist on several other recordings. He
can
be heard singing "Jolly Street," a track on the Jazz Passengers 1994 album
In
Love. He contributed tenor vocals to "Taipan" and "D. Popylepis," two
recordings on John Zorn's Cobra Live At The Knitting Factory (1995). On
Rebecca Moore's Admiral Charcoal's Song, Buckley plays electric six-string
bass on "If You Please Me," "Outdoor Elevator," and "Needle Men" (on
which he also plays drums). He both plays guitar and sings backup vocals
on
Brenda Kahn's "Faith Salons," a key track on her Destination Anywhere
album (released 1996). Patti Smith's critically acclaimed Gone Again album
features Buckley adding "voice" to the song "Beneath the Southern Cross"
and "essrage" (a small fretless Indian stringed instrument) to "Fireflies."
On
kicks joy darkness, a various artists' spoken word tribute to beat poet
Jack
Kerouac, Jeff Buckley collaborated with erstwhile Nymphs' vocalist Inger
Lorre on "Angel Mine"; Jeff plays guitar, sitar, and mouth sax (adding
words
at the poem's conclusion) on the track.
An ardent enthusiast for a myriad of musical forms, Jeff Buckley was an
early
champion among young American musicians for the work of Nusrat Fateh
Ali Khan, the world's foremost Qawwali (the music of the Sufis) singer.
Buckley conducted an extensive interview with Nusrat in Interview magazine
(January 1996) and wrote the liner notes for the singer's upcoming The
Supreme Collection album to be released on Mercator/Caroline Records in
August 1997.
Mojo PinLive At Sin-é(1993)
If only you'd come back to me
If you laid at my side
I wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to
keep me satisfied
Don't wanna weep for you, I don't
wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white
horses flow
The memories fire, the rhythms
fall slow
Black beauty I love you so
Precious, precious silver and gold
and pearls in oyster's flesh
Drop down we two to serve and pray
to love
Born again from the rhythm screaming
down from heaven
Ageless, ageless
I'm there in your arms
Don't wanna weep for you, I don't
wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white
horses flow
The memories fire, the rhythms
fall slow
Black beauty I love you so
So, so...
The welts of your scorn, my love,
give me more
Send whips of opinion down my back,
give me more
Well it's you I've waited my life
to see
It's you I've searched so hard
for...
Don't wanna weep for you, I don't
wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white
horses flow
The memories fire, the rhythms
fall slow
Black beauty I love you so
So, black black black black beauty...
Eternal
Life
(J. Buckley)
Eternal Life is now on my trail
Got my red glitter coffin, man,
just need one last nail
While all these ugly gentlemen
play out their foolish games
There's a flaming red horizon that
screams our names
And as your fantasies are broken
in two
Did you really think this bloody
road
Would pave the way for you?
You better turn around
And blow your kiss hello to life
eternal, angel
Racist everyman, what have you done?
Man, you've made a killer of your
unborn son...
Crown my fear your king at the
point of a gun
All I want to do is love everyone...
And as your fantasies are broken
in two
Did you really think this bloody
road
Would pave the way for you?
You better turn around
And blow your kiss hello to life
eternal
Oh...
There's no time for hatred, only
questions
Where is love, where is happiness,
what is Life,where is peace?
When will I find the strength to
bring me release?
And tell me where is the love in
what your prophet has said?
Man, It sounds to me just like a
prison for the walking dead
And I've got a message for you
and your twisted hell
You better turn around and blow
your kiss goodbye
To life eternal angel...
Angel...
Je
n'En Connais Pas La Fin
(R. Asso/M. Monnot)
Originally performed by Edith
Piaf
I used to know a little square
So long ago, when I was small
All summer long it had a fair
Wonderful fair with swings and
all
I used to love my little fair
And at the close of everyday
I could be found, dancing around
A merry-go-round that used to play...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far
away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played
Even Pepi from Napoli
He sang to Marie
This serenade...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far
away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played
Even Pepi from Napoli
He sang to Marie
This serenade...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
I can't forget my little square
Even though I'm so far away
I can't forget my little fair
Maybe it's still there, still there
today
I sometimes hear that little tune
Playing in a dream of long ago
And in my brain runs the refrain
That old French refrain I used
to know...
"Ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"
The
Way Young Lovers Do
(Van Morrison)
Originally contained in Van
Morrison's Astral Weeks
Oh...
We strolled through fields all
wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There in the sunshine
In the sweet summertime
Oh the way that young lovers do
I kissed you on the lips once more
We said goodbye at your front door
There in the nighttime
Love, that's the right time
Oh to feel the way that young lovers
do
And we sat on our own star and dreamed
of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and
dreamed of the way that I was for you
And that you were for me
And then we long to dance the night
away
Turned to each other, saying 'I
love you, baby I love you'
Oh the way that young lovers do
Lovers do...
Do, do, do, do...
The way young lovers do
Do, do, do, do...
The way young lovers do...
And we sat on our own star and
dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and
dreamed of the way that I was for you
And you were for me
Oh baby, baby.
And then we long to dance the night
away
And turned to each other, saying
'I love you, baby I love you'
Oh the way...
I held her with her looking down
And I kissed her, with the snow
falling down
In the street light
It was a sweet light
And the way that young...
Oh, the way that young lovers...
Oh the way that young... that young
lovers...
That young lovers do.
(Good night)
These lyrics reflect the words Jeff
sang in the particular performances you will be listening to on the album.
It was his usual practice to experiment and improvise throughout the creative
process. There are moments in these recordings where he mispronounces a
word or garbles a phrase. In those cases, we referred to his handwritten
manuscripts, though those were often different, earlier incarnations of
the versions he recorded here. I cannot emphasize enough that these were
works in progress,
still in the process of metamorphosis.
I have done my best to make the following transcriptions as accurate as
can be, under the circumstances.
M.Guibert
THE
SKY IS A LANDFILL
by Jeff Buckley and Michael Tighe;
Sony/ATV Songs LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)/Tubela Music (BMI)
Circle around the park, joining
hands in silence
Watch the evil black the sky.
The storm has ripped the shelter
of illusion from our brow,
This power is no mystery to us
now.
Leave your spirit genocide, the
cancer you won't remove.
We cast our funeral rose inside
and bury the need to prove.
Our mutilation is to gain from
the system.
Turn your head away from the screen,
oh people,
It will tell you nothing more.
Don't suck the milk of flaccid
Bill K. Public's empty promise
To the people that the public can
ignore.
This way of life is so devised
to snuff out the mind that moves,
Moving with grace the men despise,
and women have learned to lose.
Throw off your shame or be a slave
to the system.
I see you take another drag, one
more lost soul to raise your flag.
The sky is a landfill!
We see you take another drag,
Let's see you take another drag.
You like to dance to the rolling
head of the adulteress,
You sing in praise of suicide.
We know you're useless,
Like cops at the scene of the crime,
With your steroids and your feedbag
and your stable and your trainer,
I got a mail bomb for you, Mr.
Strong Arm.
Throw out the stones from all the
cemetery homes,
For the violence of a nation gone
by,
for the politics of weakness and
the garbage dump of souls
That will now black the sky.
Their yellow haze and crowds of
eyes will plug up the mind that moves,
Moving with grace the men despise,
and women have learned to lose.
We'll share our bodies in disdain
for the system.
I see you take another drag, one
nation bends to kiss the hag.
The sky is a landfill.
I see you take another drag, I
see you take another drag.
I have no fear of this machine!
EVERYBODY
HERE WANTS YOU
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss,
a singing smile,
Coffee smell and lilac skin, your
flame in me.
Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss,
a singing smile,
Coffee smell and lilac skin, your
flame in me.
I'm only here for this moment.
I know everybody here wants you.
I know every body here thinks they
need you.
I'll be waiting right here just
to show you
How our love will blow it all away.
Such a thing of wonder in this
crowd,
I'm a stranger in this town, you're
free with me.
And our eyes locked in downcast
love, I sit here proud,
Even now you're undressed in your
dreams with me.
I'm only here for this moment.
I know everybody here wants you.
I know everybody here thinks he
needs you.
I'll be waiting right here just
to show you
How our love will blow it all away.
I know the tears we cried have
dried on yesterday.
The sea of fools has parted for
us there's nothing in our way, my love.
Don't you see, don't you see?
You're just the torch to put the
flame to all our guilt and shame,
And I'll rise like an ember in
your name.
You know I, you know I,
I know everybody here wants you.
I know everybody here thinks he
needs you.
I'll be waiting right here just
to show you.
Let me show you that love can rise,
rise just like embers.
Love can taste like the wine of
the ages, babe.
And I know they all look so good
from a distance,
But I tell you I'm the one.
I know everybody here thinks they
need you, thinks they need you.
And I'll be waiting right here
just to show you.
OPENED
ONCE
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
I once was open, at one with a traveling
heart.
I loved this sweet guide.
Just like affection rushing in
your riverbed,
Arise like applause in my head.
And in the half-light where we
both stand
This is the half-light, see me
as I am.
Just like the ocean, always in
love with the moon,
It's overflowing now, inside you.
We fly right over the minds of
so many in pain
We are the smell of blood that
brings them rain.
In the half light where we both
stand
In the half light you saw me as
I am
I am a railroad track abandoned
With the sunset forgetting I ever
happened
Did I ever happen?
NIGHTMARES
BY THE SEA
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
Beware the bottled thoughts of angry
young men.
Secret compartments hide all of
the skeletons.
Little girl wants to make her home
with him,
In the middle of the shore, she
wonders,
"Don't know what you asked for."
"Don't know what you asked for."
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll
go.
I've loved so many times and I've
drowned them all.
From their coral graves, they rise
up when darkness falls.
With their bones they'll scratch
the window, I hear them call,
"Don't know what you asked for"
"Don't know what you asked for"
"Don't know what you asked for"
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll
go.
Stay with me under these waves,
tonight.
Be free for once in your life tonight.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll
go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you'll
go.
All young lovers know why
Nightmares blind their mind's eye.
Your rube is young and handsome,
So new to your bedroom floor,
You know damn well where you will
go.
Ah. Ah. Ah.
YARD
OF BLONDE GIRLS
by Audrey Clark (music), Lori Kramer
(lyrics), Inger Lorre (additional lyrics); WB Music Corp./Song Link Music/Stewed
Tomatoes Music (ASCAP)
Through the yard, through the yard
of blonde girls.
Through the river and the sea.
Gold sharks glittering.
A tree of white breaks the earth.
The streets where Lola played..
Very sexy, very sexy. Okay, okay.
Fear, we may come. (X 4)
So run, run, run, run, run, run,
run.
It's in your heart, it's in your
art, your beauty.
Even in this world of lies, there's
purity,
You've got innocense in your eyes.
Even in this world of lies, you're
still hopeful.
Very sexy. Okay, okay.
Fear, we may come. (X 4)
So run, run, run, run, run, run,
run.
Through the yard, through the yard
of blonde girls.
Through the river and the sea.
Gold sharks glittering.
A tree of white breaks the earth.
The streets where Lola played..
Very sexy, very sexy. Okay, okay.
Fear, we may come. (X 4)
So run, run, run, run, run, run,
run, run.
WITCHES'
RAVE
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
You sound just like a scream.
I don't know what you mean.
Your witchcraft's all around me
in your ragged pagan scene.
You tell me all the ways around
my garden that you like.
I float just like a bubble heading
for a spike.
All is well between the breasts
of passenger and slave.
We'll never make it out alive to
join the witches' rave.
You'd like to see him suffer for
your fantasy and thrill.
He fell sick while we made love,
he's out there, somewhere, still.
Oh, I feel the spell that you have
cast,
Hot, pink, nasty bubble gum, coming
down just like a big red coal.
Oooooooo. Oooooooo.
I can't help from looking outside
for a guarantee
I can't help from looking outside
for a guarantee
Hey! I try to keep all hidden when
you come around.
Oh, no! The sight of broomsticks
sliding on the ground.
You're levitating something, 'cause
I feel so collectible.
We're all lying natural, he's watching
from a window up above
I see he loves you, I'll bring
you closer..
Something in my fate says it's
not right for me
Tell me, am I cursed or am I blessed?
I don't know, oh yes!
'Cause all is well between the
breasts of passenger and slave.
I'll never make it out alive to
join the witches' rave.
Ooooooooo. Oooooooo
I can't help from looking outside
for a guarantee
(7x)
For a guarantee.
NEW
YEAR'S PRAYER
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
Oooooo
Fall in light, fall in light
Fall in light, fall in light.
Feel no shame for what you are
(X 5)
As you now are in your heart
Fall in light
Feel no shame for what you are
Feel no shame for what you are
Feel it as a water fall
Fall in light, ooh.
Fall in light, fall in light,
Fall in light, ooh.
Fall in light, fall in light
Fall in light, Grow in light.
Stand absolved behind your electric
chair, dancing.
Stand absolved behind your electric
chair, dancing.
Past the sound within the sound
Past the voice within the voice.
Ah. Ah. Ah.
Leave your office, run past your
funeral,
Leave your home, car, leave your
pulpit.
Join us in the streets where we
Join us in the streets where we
Don't belong.
Don't belong.
You and the stars
Throwing light
Oooooo
(repeat)
Fall,
fall.
Ooooo
Fall in light, fall in
light
Fall in light, oooo
Fall in light, fall in light
Fall in light. Grow in light.
MORNING
THEFT
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
Time takes care of the wound, so
I can believe.
You had so much to give, you thought
I couldn't see.
Gifts for boot heels to crush,
promises deceived
I had to send it away to bring
us back again.
Your eyes and body brighten silent
waters, deep.
Your precious daughter in the other
room, asleep.
A kiss "Goodnight" from every stranger
that I meet.
I had to send it away to bring
us back again.
Morning theft. Unpretender left
ungraceful.
True Self is what brought you here,
to me.
A place where we can accept this
love.
Friendship battered down by useless
history,
Unexamined failure.
What am I still to you?
Some thief who stole from you?
Or, some fool drama queen whose
chances were few?
Love brings us to who we need,
a place where we can save
A heart that beats as both siphon
and reservoir.
You're a woman, I'm a calf.
You're a window, I'm a knife.
We come together making chance
into starlight.
Meet me tomorrow night, or any
day you want.
I have no right to wonder just
how, or when.
You know the meaning fits. There's
no relief in this.
I miss my beautiful friend.
I have to send it away to bring
her back again.
VANCOUVER
by Jeff Buckley, Michael Tighe,
Mick Grondahl & Matt Johnson; Sony/ATV Songs LLC / El Viejito Music
(BMI)/Tubela
Music (BMI)
Lady, all the troubles of my fright,
I disgust you.
Feel the power. You cut the truth
into you.
Why? Do you think I'd hidden out?
On this rely -
I could kiss you, with lines of
escape in my mouth.
Please, let me bring back these
gifts of mine to the woman.
His eyes shined on my back as I
slept and knew you.
You didn't leave it all. You made
an even call.
My belly released the stars and
tears between the scars.
Ooooh.
We're where we belong, it should
end here, until the end of time,
Beyond the moment that ends our
bondage.
I am your failed husband contender,
I'm your loan shark of bliss.
This dream you've ridden on turns
your world to explosions
I need to be alone to heal this
bleeding stone.
Now, smell the rain of London,
it still insists
That we beg for our purity,
As if we are pure in the rain of
our contentment,
As if I can think of this no more.
YOU
AND I
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
You and I.
Ah, the calm below that poisoned
river wild,
You and I.
Tears that dry on a rude awakened
child.
Where you look down
I've walked before, burning holes
With eyes of liquid brown.
If we had only known, in a way
We wouldn't reach this ground.
You were my only home, silver eyes.
I want to see you shine.
And we will feel the weight
Fall away from us in time.
Searching our past for the true
You and I, you and I, you and I.
All for you.
Where you think you'll fall,
I adore you.
Where you shut your soul,
I will open for you.
If we had only known, in a way
We'd never reach this ground.
I'll know, silver eyes,
I can see us shine.
I said, we will feel the weight
Fall away from us in time.
Searching our past for a true
You and I, you and I, you and I.
All for you.
HAVEN'T
YOU HEARD
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
Your wish is my command!
Have you heard this talk about
eye contact
Gonna be the downfall of this town.
First the photographs take you
to the right hands.
Leads you to the authority mold.
Chorus:
Paranoia will write the world prayer
Make sure that you fit in the right
hole
But when you take their offer you're
done for,
Done for, Oh!
Phantoms in pockets, we're in panic,
Making order in total disgust
Oh, they read a list of all who
cannot stay
Take you down, on the ground.
(Chorus)
Make sure you learn to beware your
neighbor
Bolt the doors and hire your guards
Suck your life with their virus
called language.
Someone told you this all would
go down.
And the last thing you see is the
luster,
Hold the razor, goodbye to your
friends.
Would your underground please call
the mayor?
Call the neighbor, call your friends.
(Chorus)
Well, when he first saw you, you'd
need no protection.
Eyes trained on your mouth, you're
gonna learn to take him.
Hmmm. It's a brand new power!
My friend had her questions right.
Beware your neighbor.
Haven't you heard, haven't you
heard
That we're done for. Oh.
Learn to beware your neighbor
And the right mode
Haven't you heard?
Haven't you heard,
That we're done for, done for?
Oh!
When I count down from ten
You'll feel the lead in your lids,
You'll have no need to resist,
And wake up refreshed. Hah!
I
KNOW
WE
COULD
BE
SO
HAPPY,
BABY(IF
WE
WANTED
TO
BE)
by Jeff Buckley; Sony/ATV Songs
LLC / El Viejito Music (BMI)
There's no easy answer, none to
blame or forgive.
Two cripples dancing to the end
we live.
I'm not with you, but of you.
Not with you, but of you.
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who comes and goes
And I hope I'll catch you in the
throws
Of one last look at the wonder,
One last look at the wonder.
O, God, I love you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you
Whatever else we come to
I know we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who comes and goes
I'm hoping that I'll catch you
in the throws
Of one last look at joy that we've
become.
But there's no easy answer, none
to blame or forgive.
We were two cripples dancing, to
the bitter end we live.
I'm not with you, but of you.
I'm not with you, but of you.
O, God, I loved you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you
Whatever else it comes to
I know we could be so happy, baby
If we wanted to be
We had a birthplace in common
We had separate beds and lives.
I'll just sit here and glow,
Break out the oldest pictures,
Hang your ruined letters out to
dry.
We had a birthplace in common,
And separate beds and lives .
I know that we could be so happy,
baby
If we wanted to be.
I know that we could be so happy,
baby
Yeah, oh.
Murder
Suicide Meteor Slave(J.Buckley)
Would you like to meet the villain
somewhere
Underneath the skull of a moon.
Fire burned his eyes out
cause his chains are too long for
you.
Someone has to pay for the damage
done.
N-one's gonna love you now.
Your whole family's splintered,
You're a slave to it all,
now.
Oooooo Ahhhhh
You're a slave to it all now
You're a slve
Welcome down to paradise rock.
There is no single entrance,
With the stars to revolve around,
There is no real underground.
No stars to revolve around
Here, they're fashioning the noose.
Sickened by the knell of the graveyard
bell
You know it's not long for you.
Sick of all the vomit childhood,
Not a trampoline for the freaks,
Not even a slave to your father.
Oh, you're a slave to it all, now,
Oh, you're a slave to it all, now.
Welcome down to paradise rock.
There is no single entrance
There's no stars to revolve around
There is no real underground.
You're a slave to it all, now.
Happy, happy, happy, happy,
Happy, happy, happy, happy.
Back
In N.Y.C.
(M.Rutherford/S.Hackett/P.Collins/P.Gabriel/A.Banks)
Originally contained in Genesis'
The
lamb lies down on Broadway
I see faces and traces of home
Back in New York City
So you think I'm a tough kid
Is that what you heard?
Well, I like to see some action,
And it gets into my blood.
Well, they let me out of Pontiac
When I was just seventeen
I had to get it out of me
If you know what I mean, what I
mean.
They say I must be crazy
Cause I don't care who I hit, who
I hit.
Cause I know it's me that's hitting
out
And I know I'm not full of shit.
Down by my bottle, filled up high
with gasoline
You can tell by the night fires
Where a rail has been, has been.
As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame but
me.
Gave my heart, deep in hell,
Time to shave, shave it off,
it off
No time for romantic escape and
your
Fluffy heart is ready for rape
Off we go. Off we go. Off we go
You're sitting in your comfort
Who don't believe I'm real
You cannot buy protection
For the way that I feel.
Your progressive hypocrites
Handing out their trash
It was mine in the first place
So I'll burn to ash.
When I've taken all the strongest
meats
And laid them down in colored sheets
Well, who needs illusions,
Of love and affection when you're
out
Walking in the streets, your mainline
connection.
Connection.
As I cuddled the porcupine
He said I had none to blame but
me.
Held my heart, deep in hell,
Time to shave, shave it off,
it off
No. No time for romantic escape
And your fluffy heart is ready
for rape
No. No time for romantic escape
And your fluffy heart is ready
for rape
No time.
Back in New York City.
Demon
John
(J.Buckley/M.Tighe)
Say farewell, g'night, Sonny-Jim,
In your defenseless, winning smile.
What do you hope to win?
And bliss face down, defended.
Well, now stoned Demon John
There's no town the boy cannot
belong
Why did you come here?
Is it to excavate all your sins?
Boil within?
Slaughter like the daughter of
the devil you send me.
I have to deal, you called me here.
You couldn't say that you were
juiced
The night that you were introduced
To Demon John
Gonna take him with you when you
go?
Dance down slow. Oh, way down.
You cannot escape the bar-side
angel dissector
You undo you life with too much
cocoon,
who's your protector?
Dark is the city where the white
girls walk by,
Down below your eyes, just like
fireflies.
You call me here, come on here,
follow me dear,
Past cascades of rage and fear.
You called me here.
You couldn't say that you had been
juiced
The time that you were introduced
to Demon John.
Well, you knew you had to want
to go , dance down slow.
By the light of the sun, murder
comes
Today or tonight
Better get yourself and transcend
it,
or burst of light
Blaze stars into me,
while the love breaks through here
and now.
So, murder by the light of the
sun.
Please don't get too close to me.
You said you are for real, it's
not pretend.
All memories stolen, know this
for yourself.
How would you like to be the happiest
man in the world?
Behind the weathered field hands,
whose blistered paws
Harvest cut, for wedding clothes
they'll never wear,
Marching down a road that was never
there.
It takes place on a sunlit face
and the backbone broken.
Please bring us light, Demon John,
You Demon John.
Take him with you when you go.
Your
Flesh Is So Nice
(J.Buckley)
I want to tell you a story
About a little cutey
She's ass-slappin' pretty
And voluptous fingers
Wanna let her lick me
Stick the thick of my pussy
From across the street
She looks good enough to eat me
Kitty! Your flesh is so nice
Your flesh is so nice
Let me take a bite
Your flesh is so nice.
Oh, I take off my belt
Oh, I whip the staircase
(whip the staircase)
Kill all the men
Everything's dead to them
You're the only one I follow
Come on and let me give you that
"O".
Your flesh is so nice
I wanna take you twice
Your flesh is so nice
Oooo your flesh is so nice
Your flesh is so nice
Wanna take a bite
Your flesh is so nice
Your flesh is so
Your flesh is so
Your flesh is so
Your flesh is so
Nice
(repeat)
Jewel xBo
(J.Buckley)
I know you are a woman by the way
you burn below.
I'll tell you secrets so good,
you'll never tell a soul.
Come closer, that bonfire holds
his life like stones
My years, my life unknown.
Diamonds from the pavement
Where the broken glass had been.
Just like this troubles that I'm
leaving to the wind.
Like sapphires in boxcars speeding
towards the end.
Like thieves, my bad luck grows.
Jewel box of sadness, bring to catch
your tear
Crystalize illusion shine, forgot
I'm here
Jewel box of sadness, bring to
catch your tear
Oh, you left some stars in my belly.
Star crossed child's love on the
bands of wedding golds
Silver studs of promise hide in
the red crushed velvet folds.
Inaction, intention, like emeralds
I stole.
My speech of custom gold.
I think I ought to know.
Jewel box of sadness, bring to catch
your tear
Crystalize illusion shine, forgot
I'm here
Jewel box of sadness, bring to
catch your tear
Oh, you left some stars in my belly.
You left some stars in my belly.
You left some stars in my belly.
Satisfied
Mind
(J.Hayes/J.Rhodes)
This is a traditional folk song
that has been sung by many artists, as The Byrds in Turn! Turn! Turn!
or Joan Baez in Farewell Angelina
How many times have you heard someone
say
If I had money, I'd do things my
way,
But little they know that it's
so hard to find
One rich man in ten with a satisfied
mind.
Money can't buy back your youth
when you're old
A friend, when you're lonely, or
peace to your soul.
The wealthiest person is a pauper
at times
Compared to the man with a satisfied
mind.
When my life is over and my time
has run out.
My friends and my loved ones, I'll
leave them no doubt.
But, one thing's gone for certain,
when it comes my time
I'll leave this old world with
a satisfied mind.
Satisfied mind.
