1. |
Rebecca
02:34
|
|||
Rebecca I never liked your name
that’s why I changed it for this song
and I can always change
whatever I don't like
whatever doesn’t go my way
I can always change
my lips like clouds of thunder broke
and brought words of love upon you
each hand a sailing ship across your body
my fingers were the ghosts of men who died at sea
Rebecca I never liked the truth
that’s why I changed it for this song
my lips like clouds of thunder broke
and brought words of love upon you
each hand a sailing ship across your body
my fingers were the ghosts of men who died at sea
Rebecca I never liked this song
|
||||
2. |
Where We Were Animals
03:03
|
|||
you loved that song
then we were animals
the life of smiling rivers
held in our mouths
green and gravel wild
cross-cut farms 20 acres each
Becker to Monticello
the picture show
the druggist
the soda shop
and your father's garage
your mother's very big smoked out couch
and we were anything but owls
precise machines or even-eyed
we were a field mouse
jagging through the freshest parts
of the truest places
and that song found me
on highway 10 at 4pm
as I drove past the mark
of where it all used to be
and I was a gray blush
riding the periphery
If you grew needles
If your body was a garden
|
||||
3. |
You Are Special
02:37
|
|||
Some shadows are for eating
Some shadows are for play
Some shadows crack at dawn
Some shadows never go away
If you get eaten by a shadow
Go deeper in its throat
And from your skull carve a skiff
Or some other merry float
And pilot fast that long cold hollow
The tunnel of that endless swallow
Until some course appears to you
And like a dynamo bust through
That punk-ass chew of inky black
Who thought to make you his snack
Who thought just because you were down
He could with impunity fuck around
And sink you forever into sleep
In his belly for safe keep
With all the other things gone bad like
Shitty music or a drunk dad
But you are not a number two
You are every children’s book come true
You are a hero, you are a queen, a king
You are special
You are special
You are special
You are special.
|
||||
4. |
Bitches And Machines
04:41
|
|||
circle goes the sun
circle goes the moon
chasing the seasons
her blackberry hair
trailing June
and when she calls
she calls me captain
then we salute
and click our heals to earth
we're bitches
we're machines
we're spitting, biting pearls
sail on me
sail on you
sail on sweet thing
this good ship is on the loose
we're bitches
we're machines
we're spitting, biting pearls
divide if you divide
unite if you would unite
we're bitches
we're machines
we're spitting, biting pearls
divide if you divide
unite if you would unite
maybe it's forever
or maybe it's just time
maybe baby
we're just lucky
even though we don't always shine
we're bitches
we're machines
we're spitting, biting pearls
|
||||
5. |
Shotgun
03:11
|
|||
shotgun
I was out of the barrel
and into the body
mad run
I was out of the barrel
and into her body
I can't guess the speed
I won't go adrift
I can't miss
shotgun
So long
I was out of the barrel
and long gone
dead on
I was out of the barrel
and dead on
touch to destroy
love to destroy
destroy to destroy
I can't guess the speed
I won't go adrift
I never miss
I can't miss
|
||||
6. |
Firecracker
02:55
|
|||
Firecracker you used to mean so much
put you in a box or set you on some rocks
and throw you in the water
and have you go like a miniature war
Firecracker you used to mean so much
the thrill of watching things blow up
and all we had to do
was set the lighter to the fuse
then kick back
and wait a few
for your final loving trick
Firecracker
Firecracker
Firecracker
Firecracker
Firecracker
your tiny charm was lost
in the minutes of the world
that rallied one after the other
to make a bigger sound than you
Firecracker
Firecracker
Firecracker
Firecracker
|
||||
7. |
Spin
02:30
|
|||
the nature of this kind of action
is movement at any cost
any point of touch can be about so much
spin child spin
even fiction is a place you can become
you can come from
and in that way
any point of touch can be about so much
the nature of this kind of action
is movement at any cost
|
||||
8. |
Start The Fire
03:41
|
|||
every revolution has a mother
every song has a start
every slave has a master
living in their heart
once you were a monster
once you were a charm once you were described in ink
running down the length of my arm
you can call me
I will return
brother you start the fire and I’ll let it burn
and I’ve seen my name inside you
in the hollow of your bone
a tiny dreaming worm
a pathenogen a poem
you can call me
I will return
brother you start the fire and I’ll let it burn
maybe tomorrow
we could get together
on the parkway by the trees
where the lilies
kick the river
and the leaves kill the breeze
you can call me
I will return
brother you start the fire and I’ll let it burn
|
||||
9. |
Seed Dude
01:26
|
|||
It just came back to me
the memory of these cats that I used to know
when I was hanging out on the west bank.
particularly this one seed dude named John
he was way way into, what's that fella,
Buckminster Fuller geodesic dome cat
and he was way into seeds
and there was something really beautifully passionate about this dude
but he was also so totally divorced from ah the rest of the world
that I had to pity him
I mean he was both sad and ah shining
shining because he was into all these crazy cool things that I dug
and I thought really spoke of a hopeful future
and he was really into the idea of seeds and cultivating seeds
and making sure that the planet was seeded properly
and he really wanted to curate that process
and that's fucking beautiful
that's really, really beautiful
on other hand that fucker never really bathed much
and ah, you know, he's just out there
|
||||
10. |
My Father Is A Giant
03:27
|
|||
my father is a giant
once he rocked the land with great authority
plunging coast lines into the sea
debating the moon
calling love's bluff
and in general
bending what could not be broken
I can provoke him
I can wash his feet or I can hurt him
yeah, I know how to hurt him
if I knew the alchemy of giants
I would turn him into a bar of solid gold
and I would set him at the foot of a small mountain
where he could listen to the world
for as long as he has not listened to the world
and I would take him to the foundry
and I would shape him into every kind of man
he never knew existed
and I would do nothing to repair
his shame or his guilt
because above all else
these are his most treasured things
my father is giant
I can provoke him
I can wash his feet or I can hurt him
yeah, I know how to hurt him
but what profit is there in conquering
the dead and the dying
|
||||
11. |
Thunder In The Sun
02:32
|
|||
I don't have a church
all I have is worse
hurting after hurt
hurting to be hurt
thunder in the sun
becoming to become
I was running just to run
salvation's easy hit
I was raging full of it
tapestries in skin
beginning to begin
thunder in the sun
becoming to become
I was running just to run
nobody knew her honest touch
as much as me alone
dripping panicked and obvious
onto her china bone
my body was a coward
howling every hour
darkness Jesus
mother Jesus
thunder in the sun
becoming to become
I was running just to run
who let God out of the box
who took the rock off of the top
God complicated everything
you complicate everything
thunder in the sun
becoming to become
I was running just to run
|
||||
12. |
Sly Machine
02:58
|
|||
I am caught in the womb of this sly machine
where she doesn't go ka-chunk
or make any unnatural sounds
where the well-oiled cogs
of an ancient guilt
spin idle but not forgotten
where she says kiss me
then go
where we laugh
ebullient jelly laughs
in the seventh hour before dawn
unquestionable champions
aching lovers
dutiful children of a God
whose creature were born for touch
so what if you're catholic
Jesus was a Jew
and I have known nuns
who would gladly put out for him
think of me like that
think of me like that
only without the nails in my wrist
or ferocious divinity
think of me like that
we can still be clean
only the temperature will change
|
||||
13. |
I Asked God
02:37
|
|||
I asked God
please take this away from me
Please take this away from me
God said ok, I’ll take it away from you
I’ve got nothing better to do
And in the morning God took it away from me
God took it away from me
God took it away
Happy happy everything
I am slipping on a skipping stone
I asked God
can you give it back to me
It’s not what I thought it would be
God said ok, I can give it back to you
I’ve got nothing better to do
And in the evening
God gave it back to me
God gave it back to me
Happy happy everything
I am skipping on a slipping stone
|
||||
14. |
This Is An Advertisement
02:46
|
|||
This is an advertisement
for you to relax some fortune
into my heavy hand
into my hungry heart
you are not important
you are just another oily piston
we are inside something bigger
that's cranking out success
you are not a solider anymore
you are not the saviour
if Diane and Gill
who were kind when we were not
can't you see
can't you see
I need you to bleed a little longer
This is a catechism
this is a shiny boat
this is a rare quotation
this is a grace note
strawberries and lilacs for a bed
tungsten beads on a freighter or a train
that roll and cover everything
that ever crossed our name
can't you see
can't you see
I need you to bleed
a little longer
This is an advertisement
for you to relax some fortune
into my heavy hand
into my hungry heart
|
Pablo Jones Minneapolis
Pablo is a Minneapolis based singer-songwriter who has performed throughout the U.S. and released two full-length CDs: Vulgar Modalities (1998 Spiderbone Records) and Bitches and Machines (2001 Sursumcorda). His latest recording, Absolute Prophetic Weakness (2008 Spiderbone Records), was written and recorded over a seven day period and released exclusively online. ... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Pablo Jones, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp