B i o g r a p h y
 (by Andy Greenwald)

Jenny Lewis is a singer and a songwriter from Los Angeles, California. She’s got hair the color of a Pacific sunset, a voice as sweet as an ice cream cone, and a wit sharper than a razorblade. Most days (and nights) you can find Jenny Lewis singing and playing with Rilo Kiley, a glorious quartet whose third album, 2004’s More Adventurous, has charmed and delighted fans and peers worldwide. 2005 alone saw Rilo Kiley garner accolades from heroes (Elvis Costello), magazine covers by the fistful, and a spot opening for Coldplay on their recent sold-out arena tour. But in the tiny moments between the stage and the studio, after the photo shoots but before the bars, Jenny spends time by herself, daydreaming and strumming on her acoustic guitar. And the sound of that time alone is Rabbit Fur Coat, Jenny’s first solo album and one of the most bewitching and intoxicating discs of music you’ve heard in years. “There’s a need to keep writing even after you finish a record,” says Jenny about the downtime that followed the occasionally tumultuous recording of More Adventurous, “but it’s taken me some years to feel confident writing alone. Now I realize the privacy behooves my songwriting. I was more relaxed and worked on these songs at my leisure.” Still, even with a bevy of “private” songs cluttering up the corners of her brain (“they were slightly more sedate, more word-focused”), Jenny had no plans to release or even record the lot of them. It took a Bright Eye-d friend to convince her otherwise. “I didn’t even consider making a solo record until Conor [Oberst] asked me a couple of years ago,” she laughs. “He said he was starting a label, Team Love, and he’d love for me to make a record for it.”

In keeping with the loose origins of the project, recording was also a catch-as-catch-can affair, done in between press and performance obligations for Rilo Kiley. After laying down a number of songs with old friend and co-conspirator Mike Mogis in the San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, Jenny flew herself to Portland to work with M.Ward, a collaboration that bore instant fruit. “When I flew to Portland all I had of “Happy” was a verse,” she explains. “As soon as I got there Matt came over to my hotel room and I played it for him and it just sort of happened – the chorus just came out. The whole process was quick and casual.” Modeled after the great “white soul” classics of the past – particularly Laura Nyro and Labelle’s seminal Gonna Take a Miracle – Rabbit Fur Coat finds Jenny reaching out to her farflung assortment of wildly talented friends (including co-producer M.Ward, Death Cab for Cutie’s Ben Gibbard, Maroon 5’s James Valentine and Mickey Madden, and label boss Oberst) while simultaneously coming into her own as an individual performer and storyteller. “That album was always in the back of my mind: if I could just make something that captured the feeling of that record.” Enter the Watson Twins, a set of Kentucky-born sisters with an other-wordly gift to harmonize. “I met the girls through Blake in L.A.,” she explains. “I’m just so impressed with their instincts as singers and their relationship to my songs. They were very serious about them.”

On the galloping “Big Guns” and the smoldering “Rise Up With Fists!” the Watson Twins tease out the soulful corners of Jenny’s confessional narratives, steering strong story/songs about religion, forgiveness, and the nature of art into the weedy and dense grounds of a gothic, southern estate. Indeed, this atmosphere of dixie-fried mystery pervades the disc, heightening and haunting Jenny’s remarkably nuanced compositions. Few writers today could pull off the melodic and verbal sophistication of the slide-guitar fueled “The Charging Sky” – in which the narrator gambles with her life, only to come face to face with God – and then, of course, doubt: “but what if God’s not there? / but his name is on your dollar bill / which just became cab fare.” – but Jenny makes it seem remarkably simple. And all listeners will swoon with longing and cringe with recognition upon hearing the devastatingly lovely “Melt Your Heart” (“when you’re kissing someone who’s too much like you / it’s like kissing on a mirror / when you’re sleeping with someone who doesn’t get you / you’re gonna hate yourself in the morning”). Throughout the record wild and woolly characters come and go – lovers, fighters, mothers, fathers, and assorted chancers and charlatans – but all are grounded in Jenny’s inimitable worldview, one where the fantastic is possible but reality is sometimes far too real. Whether the subject is drinking beer with friends or unknowable sadness, all of the tracks on Rabbit Fur Coat are at once relatable and familiar; Jenny’s honeyed voice like that of an old friend.

The centerpiece of the album – the haunting, rags-to-riches-to-rags again fable “Rabbit Fur Coat” – was also the first song written and it holds a special place in its author’s heart. “It means something that it was the first song,” Jenny says. “The metaphor of the coat is the through-line of the record.” While “Rabbit Fur Coat” may steal the album’s emotional thunder, its rollicking spirit surely lives in the why-didn’t-anyone-think-of-this-first cover of the Traveling Wilburys’ classic “Handle With Care,” which recasts the folky, fogey chestnut as a showcase for the indie rock superstars of today. With Jenny taking lead vocals, Ben Gibbard contributes a chiming 12-string guitar and tackles the Roy Orbison bits, while M.Ward does Jeff Lynne, and Oberst – naturally – croaks his way through the Dylan lines. And that, dear listeners, is how you should approach this album as well. Trust your feelings and trust the songs. Rabbit Fur Coat is a rare album in today’s marketplace: a singular collection highlighting a singular voice, and an album equally suited to the darkest parts of midnight and the bright light of day. You’ve got the disc – and lest you still feel too far away from it all, Jenny is planning a spring headlining tour so you’ll be able to parse her magical mojo for yourself. All that’s missing from this package is the hiss and crackle of vinyl, a shoulder to cry or lean on, and a tall mug of something strong to sip slowly. In a new year, with the trees bare and the snow piling up, Jenny Lewis’s magnificent solo debut is the only winter Coat you need. Wrap yourself up in it.




Rabbit Fur Coat
- 2006 -

Run Devil Run
Big Guns
Rise Up Wit Fists
Happy
The Charging Sky
Melt Your Heart
You Are What You Love
Rabbit Fur Coat
Handle With Care
Born Secular
It Wasn't Me
Happy (Reprise)

 


Acid Tongue
- 2008-09-23 -

Black Sand
Pretty Bird
The Next Messiah
Bad Man's World
Acid Tongue
See Fernando
Godspeed
Carpetbaggers
Trying My Best To Love You
Jack Killed Mom
Sing A Song For Them
 

I'm Having Fun Now
- 2010-08-31 -

Scissor Runner
My Pet Snakes
Switchblade
Big Wave
While Men Are Dreaming
Animal
Just Like Zeus
New Yorker Cartoon
Straight Edge Of The Blade
Slavedriver
Committed

The Highs and Lows of Being #1
(Bonus Track )

Non Albums Tracks
- Misc -

Cold Jordan
Fireplace
Just One of the Guys
Paradise

Roll On
(Untitled)


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Rabbit Fur Coat

Run devil run

Run
Devil run
Devil run
Devil run

Run
Devil run
Devil run
Devil run

Run
Devil run
Devil run
Devil run

From love

Big guns

Well you praise him
Then you thank him
'Til you reach the by-and-by
And I’ve won hundreds at the track
But I’m not betting on the afterlife

Then you kiss his lips
He forgives you for it
He forgives you for all you've done
But not me
I’m still angry

What have I done?
Why am I always missing
The big guns?

First I’ll build a sword
Get some words to explain
It's a plan, brother, at least
And I’ll pretend that everybody here wants peace

Have mercy, have mercy
Have mercy on me
‘Cause we're tired and lonely
And we're bloody

What have we done?
Why are we still running from our own failing bodies?
The big guns...

Sing mercy, sing mercy
Sing mercy on me
Let's pretend that everybody here wants peace

What have we done?
Why are we still chasing our own tails?
The big guns...

Rise up with fists

What are you changing?
Who do you think you're changing?
You can't change things.
We're all stuck in our ways.
It's like trying to clean the ocean.
What do you think, you can drain it?
Well, it was poison and dry
Long before you came.

But you can wake up younger under the knife;
And you can wake up sounder if you get analyzed.
And I'd better wake up.
There but for the grace of god go i.

It's hard to believe your prophets
When they're asking you to change things.
But with their suspect lives, we look the other way.
Are you really that pure, sir?
Thought I saw you in Vegas
It was not pretty, but she was
(not your wife)

But she will wake up wealthy,
And you will wake up forty-five.
And she will wake up with baby.
There but for the grace of god go i.

What am I fighting for?
The cops are at my front door.

I can't escape that way,
The windows are in flames.
And what's that on your ankle?
You say they're not coming for you,
But house arrest is really just the same.
(just the same)

Like when you wake up behind the bar,
Trying to remember where you are,
Having crushed all the pretty things.
There but for the grace of god go I.

But I still believe.
And I will rise up with fists.
And I will take what's mine.
(mine, mine, mine)
There but for the grace of god go i.
There but for the grace of god go i.
There but for the grace of god go i.
There but for the grace of god go i.

Happy

I'd rather be lonely
I'd rather be free
I’m as sure as the moon rolls around the sea

But I like watching you undress
And I think we're at our best
By the flicker by the light of the TV Set

‘Cause I can’t remember why I hated you
Can’t remember why I still do
But I’m a sure as the moon rolls around you
That I could be happy
Happy
Oh so happy
Happy
Oh so happy so happy

They warn you about killers and thieves and knives
I worry about cancer and living right
But my momma never warned me about my own destructive appetite
Or the pitfalls of control
How it locks you in your grave
Looking for someone to be saved under my restraint
So I could be happy
Happy
Oh so happy
Happy
So happy
Happy
So happy so happy

I’m as sure
As the moon
Rolls around

The charging sky

If I run uphill I’m out of breath
If I spend all my money I’ve got no money left
If I place all my chips on only one bet
I’m all in
And it's a sure-fire bet I’m gonna die
So I’m taking up praying on sunday nights
And it's not that I believe in your all might
But I might as well
As insurance or bail
‘Cause institution's like a big bright lie
And it blinds you into fear and consuming and fight
And you've been in the desert underneath the charging sky
It's just you and god
But what if god's not there?
But his name is on your dollar bill
Which just became cab fare
For the evangelist, the communist, the lefts and the rights
And the hypocrites and the Jesuits and the blacks and the whites
In the belly of the beast
In the Atlanta streets
Or up in laurel canyon
The middle east
Still they're dying on the dark continent
It's been happening long enough to mention it
Have I mentioned my parents are getting back together again
It's been twenty-five years
Of spreading infection
Somehow we're not affected
So my mom, she brushes her hair
And my dad starts growing Bob Dylan’s beard
And I share with my friends a couple of beers
In the Atlanta streets
In the belly of the beast

Melt your heart

Nothing is ever as good as it was.
And what's good for your soul will be bad on your nerves if you reverse it.

It's bound to melt your heart,
One way or another.
It's bound to melt your heart,
For good or for bad.
It's like a valentine from your mother,
It's bound to melt your heart.

And we've lost the people we could've loved, and you,
What you know you have, or what you think you want, it's never perfect.

It's bound to melt your heart,
One way or another.
It's bound to melt your heart,
For good or for bad.
It's like a valentine from your mother,
It's bound to melt your heart.

Are we killing time?
Are we killing each other?

When you're kissing someone who's too much like you,
It's like kissing on the mirror.
When you're sleeping with someone who doesn't get you,
You're going to hate yourself in the morning.

It's bound to melt your heart,
One way or another.
It's bound to melt your heart,
For good or for bad.
It's like a valentine from your mother,
It's bound to melt your heart.

You are what you love

This is no great illusion
When I’m with you I’m looking for a ghost
Or invisible reasons
To fall out of love and run screaming from our home
Because we live in a house of mirrors
We see our fears and everything
Our songs, faces, and second-hand clothes
But more and more we're suffering
Not nobody, not a thousand beers
Can keep us from feeling so all alone

But you are what you love
And not what loves you back
That's why I’m here on your doorstep
Pleading for you to take me back

The phone is a fine invention
It allows me to talk endlessly to you
About nothing disguising my intentions
Which I’m afraid, my friend, are wildly untrue
It's a sleight of hand, a white soul band
The heart attacks I’m convinced I have
Every morning upon waking
To you I’m a symbol or a monument
Your rite of passage to fulfilment
But I’m not yours for the taking

But you are what you love
And not what loves you back
I guess that's why you keep calling me back

I’m fraudulent, a thief at best
A coward who paints a bullshit canvas
Things that will never happen to me
But at arms length, it's Tim who said
I’m good at it, I’ve mastered it
Avoiding, avoiding everything

But you are what you love, Tim
And not what loves you back
And I’m in love with illusions
So saw me in half
I’m in love with tricks
So pull another rabbit out of your hat

Rabbit fur coat

I was of poor folk
But my mother had a rabbit fur coat
And a girl of less character pushed her down the la river
'Hand over that rabbit fur coat'
She put a knife to her throat
'Hand over that rabbit fur coat'
When my ma refused, the girl kicked dirt on her blouse
'Stay away from my mansion house'

My mother really suffered for that
Spent her life in a gold plated body cast
Now, you ask, did she get that girl back?
She paid a visit to that mansion house
She knew the girl was not there
But her father was in cufflinks with slicked-back black hair
He invited her in, they never sang a note
But she took off that rabbit fur coat

And who do you think came home?
Miss so and so
She took one look at my mama and what did she say?
'Why are you stealing from my mansion house?'
'I’m in love with Mr so and so
He invited me in, I’m a girl no more'
Then she dragged my ma out by her throat
'Hand over that rabbit fur coat'

Let's move ahead twenty years, shall we?
She was waitressing on welfare, we were living in the valley
A lady says to my ma 'you treat your girl as your spouse
You can live in a mansion house'
And so we did, and I became a hundred-thousand-dollar kid
When I was old enough to realize, wiped the dust from my mother's eyes
It's all this for that rabbit fur coat

But I’m not bitter about it
I’ve packed up my things and let them have at it
And the fortune faded, as fortunes often do
And so did that mansion house
Where my ma is now, I don't know
She was living in her car, I was living on the road
And I hear she's putting stuff up her nose
And still wearing that rabbit fur coat

But mostly I’m a hypocrite
I sing songs about the deficit
But when I sell out and leave Omaha
What will I get?
A mansion house and a rabbit fur coat

Handle with care

Been beat up and battered 'round.
Been sent up and I’ve been shot down.
You're the best thing that I’ve ever found.
Handle me with care.

Reputation's changeable.
Situation's tolerable.
Baby you're adorable.
Handle me with care.

I’m so tired of being lonely.
I still have some love to give.
Wont you show me that you really care.

Everybody's got somebody to lean on.
Put your body next to mine and dream on.

I’ve been fucked off and I’ve been fooled.
I’ve been robbed and ridiculed.
In day care centers and night schools.
Handle me with care.

Been stuck in airports, terrorized.
Sent to meetings hypnotized.
Overexposed, commercialized.
Handle me with care.

I’m so tired of being lonely,
I still have some love to give.
Wont you show me that you really care.

Everybody's got somebody to lean on.
Put your body next to mine and dream on.

I’ve been uptight and made a mess.
I'd clean it up myself I guess.
Oh the sweet smell of success.
Handle me with care.

Born secular

I was born secular and inconsolable.
I heard that he walked, he walked the earth.
God goes where he wants.
And who knows where he is not.
Not in me.

It's the way mothers greet their sons
When it's a moment too late.
It's the law of the land
That sometimes the dam just breaks.
God works in mysterious ways.
And god gives and then he takes.
From me.

It wasn't me

It wasn't me, I wasn't there
I was just watching from over here
And besides, I couldn't afford the bus fare
In Hollywood and Washington
They shake and smile through the harm they've done
But it's your little red wagon
And you gotta pull it
It'll take a lifetime to clear your name
Under the bridges of fame it's always night time

It wasn't me, I wasn't there
I was stone drunk, it isn't clear
And it doesn't count ‘cause I don't care
The years transform my memories
Of all the countless decades of grief
It was cut and run in '91
Put yourselves in a straightjacket
But when you're pleading
Saying it's no cheaper than humiliation
That's free

I’ve gone and quit my worshipping
Of the false gods and golden sins
‘Cause we made love in the tower of Babel
And it fell down
It wasn't me, I wasn't there
That was not my love affair
That is not my lover, that's not even my friend
It wasn't me, I wasn't there
I was stone drunk, it isn't clear
And it doesn't count, ‘cause I don't care

But I use a pop song to clear my name
Under the bridges of fame it's always night time
I’ll end with a closer and say goodnight

Happy ( Reprise )

So happy
Happy
Oh so happy
Happy
Oh so happy
Happy
Oh so happy, so happy

Acid Tongue

Black Sand

I feel in love with a beautiful boy on the black sand
He took me away, I was never the same on the black sand
He said, "Who’s gonna love you buried underground?"
Oh, on the black sand

A mother unwed with a scar down her chest on the black sand
She met her mate on the old army base back in Thailand
Who’s gonna love him, when all that’s lost is found
Oh, on the black sand

On the black sand
On the black sand
On the black sand

On the black sand
On the black sand
On the black sand

I have this dream where I’m down on my knees on the black sand
I’m facing the sea as the wind pushes me down to my hands
Who’s gonna mind, when the end is nigh
Oh, on the black sand

On the black sand
On the black sand
The black sand

On the black sand
The black sand
Black sand...

Pretty Bird

Pretty bird, pretty bird
Why you so still
Pretty bird, pretty bird
We've been waiting on you

You go West for the black setting sun
You go South to the white spirit world
You go East for those real green eyes
You go North, walk the good red road
Pretty bird

There's a mirror in heaven
Pretty bird, pretty bird
There's a window on earth

You go West for the black setting sun
You go South to the white spirit world
You go East for those real green eyes
You go North, walk the good red road
Pretty bird

Some pity me, yeah
Oh, pity me, yeah
Stars pity me
For the blood of the pretty
The blood of the pretty
The blood of the pretty bird

Pretty bird, pretty bird
Who's starving you still

You go West for the black setting sun
You go South to the white spirit world
You go East for those real green eyes
You go North, walk the good red road
Pretty bird

The Next Messiah

Living in the meadow
The mighty mighty meadow
With too many people
Sucking all the water

Yeah my daddy was a farmer
He was a race car driver
He is a four leaf clover
He is the next messiah

Now he's living in the woods
The dark and dank woods
With a cocktail waitress
Who thinks she's an artist

Take her down to the river
Split her right up the middle
Now there's gonna be trouble
For a pregnant lamb and a convent

I sit in the clink
Dye his hair in the sink
And the tumour gonna make a
Man out of him

Now my daddy was a chancer
He was a bad check bouncer
But if he had cancer
He's a survivor

He's the next messiah
He's the next messiah
He's the next messiah
He's the next messiah

Covering it up
Squeezing it out
Watching it bleed
You're watching it all
Taking it back
She's down on her knees

When did she come to detest you

Giving it back
Backing you up
Nothing’s for free

You're giving it back
For locking you up
Those terrible deeds

When will they come to arrest you
When did she come to detest you

When will they come to arrest you
When did she come to detest you

I'm gonna give my love to you
On a day you gotta bring it back
I'm gonna give my love to you
On a day you gotta bring it back

I'm gonna give my love to you
On a day you gotta bring it back
I'm gonna give my love to you
On a day you gotta bring it back
I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you

I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you

I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you...
I'm gonna go out walking baby
Better be here when I get back
I'm gonna go out walking baby
Better be here when I get back

I'm gonna give my love to you
On a day you gotta bring it back
I'm gonna give my love to you
On a day you gotta bring it back

I want to tell you I love you
I want to tell you I love you

He's the next messiah
He's the next messiah
He's the next messiah
He's the next messiah

Bad Man's World

It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world

It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world

Was I born as a promise
To keep the peace or meet the shame
Before you split, one thing left
To give me my ordinary name
Give me my ordinary name

Now that I’m still standing
I’ve got something left to prove
Got a bullet left, but I can't decide
Which scorpion I’m going to shoot
Will it be me, will it be you

It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world
I’m a bad, bad girl
It's a bad man's world

I will never forgive you
For what you put us kids through
Remember that night
You tried to take your own life
When I found you
You were a shade of blue
The success is a state of mind
With a little bit of follow through
And then you failed at that, too

It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world

It's a bad man's world
I’m a bad, bad girl
It's a bad man's world

Will it be me, will it be you

It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world
It's a bad man's world

It's a bad man's world
I’m a bad, bad girl
It's a bad man's world

Acid tongue

I went to a cobbler
To fix a hole in my shoe
He took one look at my face
And said, "I can fix that hole in you"

I beg your pardon
I'm not looking for a cure
I’ve seen enough of my friends
In the depths of the godsick blues

You know I am a liar
You know I am a liar
Nobody helps a liar

Because I've been down to Dixie
And dropped acid on my tongue
Tripped upon the land
Until enough was enough

I was a little bit lighter
And adventure on my sleeve
I was a little drunk
And looking for company

So I found myself a sweetheart
With the softest of hands
We were unlucky in love
But I'd do it all again

We build ourselves a fire
We build ourselves a fire
But you know I am a liar
You know I am a liar

And you don't know what I've done

And by the rolling river
Is exactly where I was
There was no snake or cure
For unlucky in love

To be lonely is a habit
Like smoking or taking drugs
And I've quit them both
But man, was it rough

And now I am tired
It just made me tired
Let’s build ourselves a fire
Let’s build ourselves a fire

See Fernando

I wear a ponytail like a waterfall
Loud speaker cause a land slide
I have a room key and a Johnny
A good buzz, feeling all right

Pitch a tent, pop a top
Forget about what you ain't got
See the sights, sleep till night
Stamp your feet, turn out the lights

If you wanna go where they chain up the sun
See Fernando, see Fernando
He'll buy, a bottle of suds for you and everyone
See Fernando, see Fernando

If you're high strung or stressed out
Down in the dumps, been turned out
Stabilized, motorized, insecure or fablized
Curious or furious, picked apart like Prometheus
Legalized, penalized, stamp your feet, dry out your eyes

If you wanna go where they chain up the sun
See Fernando, see Fernando
He'll buy, a bottle of suds for you and everyone
See Fernando, see Fernando

You've been Jezebeled, back from hell
Cooling off, feeling well
Tired of talking, talked out
Ticked off and toughed up

Too talled and backed up
Haven't made your mind up
DVDed or TVed
Tired of falling to your knees

If you wanna go where they chain up the sun
See Fernando, see Fernando
He'll buy, a bottle of suds for you and everyone
See Fernando, see Fernando

If you wanna go where they chain up the sun
See Fernando, see Fernando
He'll buy, a bottle of suds for you and everyone
See Fernando, see Fernando

Godspeed

No good, no how
No man should treat you like he do
So come on right now
It's time for you to get up and out of his house
I've known you too long to let you carry on this way
When I was in bad shape
I'll never forget what you always used to say

What are we gonna do with you
You don't make it easy on me
What am I supposed to do with you
If you won't let me help you, won't you

Godspeed
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you
Put out the light
And hope that I make it alive

There's no telling what he'll do
I wouldn't want him to hurt you in that way
Things you don't say reach me somehow anyway

What are we gonna do with you
You don't make it easy on me
What am I supposed to do
If you won't let me help you, why won't you

Godspeed
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you
Keep the lighthouse in sight

Godspeed to you
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you
Put out the light
And hope you make it alive

One, two !

Godspeed
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you
Keep the lighthouse in sight

Godspeed to you
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you
Keep the lighthouse in sight
Godspeed to you

Carpetbaggers

They come to town when the war is over
Dirty boots in the middle of the night
Trolling the bars, hitting on the soldiers
Boys give it up without a fight

They say, “Hey, boy, how about your place
I know you really want to take me home”
Drop the bags off on the bedroom floor
They make love with the lights on, saying

“I’m a carpetbagger, baby
I’m coming to your town
I’m gonna treat you kind
I’m gonna rob you blind
I’ll smile all the time
Wow yeah, wow yeah, wow yeah

Sally could have had any one of the boys
But she couldn’t love no one she could not control
Friend of mine and her got married
I don’t hear too much from them anymore

Last I heard, he had a rope around his neck
Dragging around the grocery store
Carrying her bags and pushing down the aisles
Saying, “Ain’t got no home in this world anymore”

“I’m a carpetbagger, baby
I’m coming to your town
I’m gonna treat you kind
I’m gonna rob you blind
I’ll smile all the time
Wow yeah, wow yeah, wow yeah

They come to town when the party’s over
Books been written and truths been tried
They’ll take it all if the door’s left open
Steal the nose right from under your eyes

“I’m a carpetbagger, baby
I’m coming to your town
I’m gonna treat you kind
I’m gonna rob you blind
I’ll smile all the time
Wow yeah, wow yeah, wow yeah, wow yeah

Trying My Best To Love You

Our love is sweeter than strings
Our love is thicker than angel wings
But still sometimes I can't believe you're real
It's just that I've got diamonds in my eyes for you
For you

Our love is simple
Our love is crystal
But still sometimes you cannot help yourself
You step outside and hear bells ringing
For you, for you

Trying my best to love you
Oh trying my best to love you
Oh trying my best to love you
They make it so hard on us baby
It's so hard on us baby

I want you back my baby
I want you back in my arms
I want you back right now
They make it so hard on us baby
It's so hard on us baby

Trying my best to love you
Trying my best to love you
Trying my best to love you
They make it so hard on us baby
It's so hard on us baby
It's so hard on us baby
It's so hard on us baby

Jack Killed Mom

When Jack was born
He winked at Mom
Her pretty face
Was the first he saw
Was Jack wrong
’Cause he loved Mom

Things were bad
Before they got worse
Mom would pinch Jack
Until it hurt
Mama thought her boy was cursed

You leave (leave!)
Leave (leave!)
Leave that boy to me
Oh, Jack, I love him
But you leave that boy to me
You leave (leave!)
Leave (leave!)
Leave that boy to me
I know his condition
And soon he will be free

Off at school
Jack was cruel
He'd become
The bullies bull
Was Jack wrong to mimic Mom

And after school
From the corner stool
Mom was kissing
On the Golden Rule
Jack had become the teacher's fool

You leave (leave!)
Leave (leave!)
Leave that boy to me
Oh, Mom, I love you
And soon he will be free
With my will (will!)
And my hands (hands!)
Like old Solomon
And in your honor
I'm gonna cut that man in half

Johnathan Rice:
All the lessons Mama would teach
Books from Rome and ancient Greece
Men push rocks up stony mountains
Turning one fish into five thousand
And a king went blind from his mother's love

A terrible rage came over Jack
His Mama lying on her back
The one who taught him right from wrong
But knew no better all along
She got ran through when Jack killed his Mom

Don't leave (leave!)
Don't leave (leave!)
Don't leave this world to me
Oh, Mom I love you
I didn't mean to set you free
With my will (will!)
And my hands (hands!)
Like old Solomon
Oh Mom, I love you
I didn't mean to set you free

Was Jack wrong
(Jack killed Mom!)
Was Jack wrong
(Jack killed Mom!)
Was Jack wrong
(Jack killed Mom!)
Jack killed Mom!
Jack killed Mom!
Jack killed Mom!
Jack killed Mom!
Jack killed Mom!
Jack killed Mom…

Oh
When Jack killed his Mom

Sing A Song

If you sing a song, sing a song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing a song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them

For the bats and belfry
And the fairies on Main Street
For the deadbeat daddies
And the Boulevard freaks

For the little girls
With the carousel eyes
And the brick-a-brack finding
Housewives losing their minds

Sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them

To the never-made-its, and the unrecognized
To the alley rats and the tenement flies
To the weekend tweakers, the blond and the blind
To the ex-thrill seekers in the methadone lines

Sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them

To who you are, and will never be
To the shaking hand of the maker we’re all going to meet
Sing the song for them

Sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them
If you sing a song, sing the song for them…


I'm Having Fun Now

Scissor Runner

She runs with scissors
She delivers
All my mail
Right under my door

You're sincerely
Lost completely

She ain't a princess
But she's an artist
Painting a portrait
All over my heart

Colors bleeding
So deceiving

No I won't change another thing
I cracked the bell I tried to ring
A scissor runner stole my heart

I was on standby
Catching the red eye
I missed my flight
She didn't mind

I'll forgive you
If I outlive you

No I won't change another thing
I cracked the bell I tried to ring

A scissor runner stole my heart
A scissor runner stole my heart
A scissor runner stole my heart

Uptown, downtown, all around the swing set
You say what you want I don't ever lose bets
Find me laying low in the San Fernando
You ask me well I say I don't know

My Pet Snakes

And I don't believe in double vision
And I don't think that two heads are better than one
All I can see is ouroboros
When my pet snakes are sizing me up

And if you don't believe in destiny
Then take what you're given
Oh, you and I got caught between
Magic and business

Johnny :
We walked in on you while you were polishing your knives
Sleeping in a twin bed with a serpent by your side
Talk a lot of shit but you would never start a fight
God it makes me queasy when you smile
Jenny :
While your eyes were turning green
Are you trying to compete with me
Fantasize about killing me
Through your jealousy

And I don't believe in sucking your way to the top
Fingers crossed, you're flipping me off
No, I don't need your supervision
I'll sink this ship if I want

And if you don't believe in chemistry
Then what were we doing
Oh, you and I had everything
From rebirth to ruin

Johnny :
Well, every time you come around I have to run and hide
I get claustrophobic even when I am outside
I thought we were brothers, man I thought that we were tight
Sucking out the venom of your bite
Jenny :
And your eyes, are they bleeding
Are you trying to put a hex on me
But your bite is so evil
As you poison me

Hey, there. Hello

And I don't believe that paradise is lost
I say this with my fingers crossed

And if you don't believe in prophecy
This sermon is finished
Oh, you and I tried everything
From heroin to Guinness

Johnny :
Two thousand and nine it was a bastard of a year
I cannot get stoned no more I only get the fear
We can have it out or we can have another beer
All the best of luck with your career
Jenny :
La la la, pass the joint to me
These good times, they are killing me
I could lie so we're even
 

Switchblade

It's the one long year of Saturday nights
In the city of a million suns
Sleeping through the afternoon
With your latest only one
You had her every way from Sunday
And on Monday morning too

You used to dine out on a dollar
With a switchblade in your coat
You had your young mind in the gutter
You had your feet on the ground

See you on the way up
On the way down
See you on the way down
On the way up
See you on the way up
On the way down

It was poverty that kept you sweet
And dreams that kept you young
The money started rolling in
You stopped having any fun

You used to dine out on a dollar
With a switchblade in your coat
You had your young mind in the gutter
You had your feet on the ground

See you on the way up
On the way down
See you on the way down
On the way up
See you on the way up
On the way down

You used to dine out on a dollar
With your switchblade in your coat
You had your young mind in the gutter
You had your feet on the ground

See you on the way up
On the way down
See you on the way down
On the way up
See you on the way up
On the way down

Big Wave

Living your life in the gray
Is the new American way
We're spending what we haven't made

And we save our money in good faith
And we work hard for our living wage
But still the banks gotta break

'Cause the dream's a lie
And the snake, it bit you
When you were awake
And the books all fried
You are bankrupting
Because all the loans you take

Big wave, do do do
Big wave, do do do
Big wave
It's going to hit you with a big wave

I can't sleep these days
And my blues, they won't go away
So there are these little pills I been takin'
And my doctor, she says that they're safe
But I been sleepwalking down to the lake
And wakin' up in the water

And the feeling's a lie
But the snake, it bit me
When I wasn't awake
And the scripts, they lie
I have been poisoned from
All the things I take

Big wave, do do do
Big wave, do do do
Big wave
It's gonna hit me with a big wave
Big wave, do do do
Big wave, do do do
Big wave
It's gonna hit you with a big wave

I know you feel deprived
(You don't trust me)
All of us still alive
(You never touch me)
It's really just that I don't feel
Like it much these days

And my love's a lie
'Cause the snake, he visits me
When you are away
And your dreams don't lie
I have been corrupted
'Cause all the lovers I take

Big wave, do do do
Big wave, do do do
Big wave
You're gonna hit me with a big wave
Big wave, do do do
Big wave, do do do
Big wave
It's gonna hit you with a big wave

Big wave, da da da
Big wave, do do do
Big wave
It's gonna hit you with a big wave

While Men Are Dreaming

I left while you were sleeping
While Abraham shaped your sight
Never loved you less, never loved you more
As when Sirius hung in the sky

A memory is a memory
And a dream is a liar
Was I a man dreaming I was a lamb
Or am I asleep in the clover tonight

While men are dreaming
They know it not a dream
Upon waking, we're fools again
What if we're sleeping

A memory is a memory
And a dream is a liar
Was I a woman to never see you again
Or am I dreaming asleep by your side

Animal

We must modernize Jerusalem
Detonate the temples
Let them fight over the dust

We will organize in Bethlehem
Able-bodied women
And agnostic headstrong men
Oh, we'll meet at ten

If you lose your fear of God
You are an animal at heart

Show your teeth to everyone
Don't let no one prove you wrong
You are an animal, an animal, an animal

Show your teeth to everyone
Don't let no one prove you wrong
You are an animal, an animal, an animal

We must rearrange reality
Shuffle all the cards
Pair the joker with the queen
Just to make her scream

To destroy all our enemies
Must investigate our friends
Find the ones who don't believe
Hang them from the trees

If you lose your fear of God
You are an animal at heart

Show your teeth to everyone
Don't let no one prove you wrong
You are an animal, an animal, an animal

Show your teeth to everyone
Don't let no one prove you wrong
You are an animal, an animal, an animal...

Just Like Zeus

Up on Mount Olympus
Living on a pile of trash
With all the lunatics
How they worship me

What are you going to do
With the back of that ticket
That's my number but, I'll call you
There's nothing less I'd rather do

You've been sniffing up that mercury
From a broken thermometer
Like a cloud gatherer
Just like Zeus

Out at the car show
She does word jumbles
Like seeing a cold sore in a kissing booth

There's nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather do

And I, I live with the shame
But you live with the same, same

Living on milk duds and therapeutic mud
Ninety days at promises with no booze
Outside of Silver Lake, I am the biggest fake
Like the Mona Lisa at the Louvre

There's nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather do

And I, I live with the flames
But you, you're taking the blame, blame
There's nothing less I'd rather do

New Yorker Cartoon

I was running
From imaginary vampire bats
I was shrieking at the moon
While Montezuma laughed

Oh, Aztlan blues
And reds and greens and golds
I hope that I die
When I'm a hundred years old

Looking a New Yorker cartoon
Sleeping in a golden cocoon
With you

I was making love
To my sister from another life
I was stitching seams of my opium dreams
With a needle from a camel's eye

If I could give myself some advice
I'd go out of my mind right now
I'd stay here with my baby
Forever in the here and now

Looking a New Yorker cartoon
Sleeping in a golden cocoon
With you
With you

I was returning my salute
To the Lieutenant paper bag
And my best friend, Farmer Dave
Lit me up so I could take a drag

My sister's former flame
Threw his shirt into the fire
An aging child prodigy
A genius who inspired

Looking a New Yorker cartoon
Sleeping in a golden cocoon
With you
With you
With you

Straight Edge of the Blade

That was your wise crack
But you're not a bad dude
Although you'd make bedroom eyes
At a test tube
Late bloomers arrive
When they want to
Then they go on

She's an accomplice
To your strangeness
So your father was emotionally restrained
But at that time
Who's really wasnt
With the kids

Straight edge of the blade
How long will you wait
Come out and play
Straight edge of the blade

There is a six pack of red bulls on the horizon
It's like a portrait of your aggression
But you'll always have
Sex with a stranger
To set you queer

It's a real shame that you don't drive
Since you don't drink, you should be driving me around
As you know
I'm an angel
Behind the wheel

Straight edge of the blade
How long will I wait
Come out and play
Straight edge of the blade

I have never seen
A love that was greater
Between two men
Who couldn't be straighter
You don't know
He betrayed you
But I know he did

All your experience with the opposite sex
Only led to physical regrets 'cause
You fall in love
With your friends
But you keep it hid

Straight edge of the blade
How long will you wait
Come out and play
Straight edge of the blade
Come out and play
Come out

Slavedriver

Slavedriver take me home, I need a master
I'll beg for mercy and you'll whip me faster
Some boys want freedom and they have to wonder
I only need four walls, my heart grows fonder
I'll take the weight off any of your shoulders

There are so many ways to please your lover
I speak when spoken to, I sweep the ashes
I get my sweet reward of forty lashes
I'll take the weight off any of your shoulders
You know, you know

You can tie my hands behind my back
I will not ask you to retract
I will not tell you not to stop, oh

Feeling in my mind I can't describe
Can't define I only know
That I want more, more

I'll take the weight, you take the reins

Committed

Committed, committed
I need to be committed
I need to be locked away
I need a straighter jacket on my crooked frame
I need to be admitted today

Excited, excited
I need to get excited
And reconnect with nature, babe
I need to focus on the sunshine, focus on my goal
Truth in every grain of sand

I put my back into, put my back into my work
I will receive what I, will receive what I deserve

Listen
You have to be patient
This new administration
Is doing the very best it can
But there's armies in the banks
Whom tired of the skanks
Attorneys for the Ku Klux Klan

For God and for country
For Michael Jackson's monkey
Just take another on the chin
I was a singer in a band
Yeah, had sex in my van
And filling it with Mexicans

Who put their back into, put their back into their work
They will receive what they, they will receive all they deserve

It's a beautiful life
When we lay sleeping
With my beautiful wife and me
We'll hold each other closer till the end of days

I made my decision
I will go back to prison
I will survive the end of my bed
The writing is in the hall, the markings on the wall
That say "dead man walking"

I put my back into, put my back into my work
I will receive what I, will receive what I deserve

Make the commitment

The Highs and Lows of Being Number One

You're like a rolling stone on a treadmill
You're like a four-leaf clover on a battlefield
It was an easy wind, a real cool pace
Like a big nose on a pretty face

You've got a ponytail of thinning hair
Send a get-well card that showed you cared
And I'm sending out a search party
It's like Jonestown all over again

Ups and downs and there you go
It's the highs and lows of being number one

Is that a highball in your Sprite can
It's a forgotten name from a one night stand
Your chin's a bobby pin of a sewing machine
Your eyes are flickering like it's Halloween
I'm sending out my sympathies
It's like Jonestown all over again

Ups and downs and there you go
It's the highs and lows of being number one

Is that a doctor's note for a heartache
Or a poisoned cup from your own P.A.
It's like a compliment from your right hand
It's like Jonestown all over again

Ups and downs and there you go
It's the highs and lows of being number one

In the club it always hides the brick
The drums hide the fact that you can't sing

Ups and downs and there you go
It's the highs and lows of being number one


Non Albums Tracks

Cold Jordan

( Traditional / Live Kcrw )

Oh sinning is a gentilized journey, take jesus as your daily guide
Though you may feel pure and saintly without him walking by your side
And when you come to make your crossing at the end of the pilgrim's way
If you ever will meet your savior, you will surely meet him on that day

Now look at that cold jordan, look at it's deep water
Look at that wide river oh heavy mighty billows roll
You better take jesus with you, he's a true companion
Oh I'm sure without him that you never will make it home

That awful day of judgment is coming in the by and by
We'll see our lord descending in the glory from on high
Oh, let us get in touch with jesus and in the special love of god
And maybe ever get ready when he comes on jordan's tide
Now look at that cold jordan, look at it's deep water
Look at that wide river oh heavy mighty billows roll
You better take jesus with you, he's a true companion
Oh I'm sure without him that you never will make it home

Now what you gonna do, oh what you gonna say
Oh how you gonna feel when you come to the end of the way?

Fireplace

( You Are What You Love EP )

Throw another log on the fireplace
Throw another log on the fireplace
Throw another log on the fireplace
Throw another log on the fireplace
Got my pistol, got my money and I’ve got you honey

Just another man on the firing range
Just another man on the firing range
Just another man on the firing range
Just another man on the firing range

You are good, maybe you’re great
Line up for the shuffle brigade
Clean up the mess
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig ourselves out

There’s nobody gonna ruin my good times
There’s nobody gonna ruin my mind
There’s nobody gonna ruin my good times
There’s nobody gonna ruin my mind

Life is good, maybe it's great
Line up for the shuffle brigade
Clean up the mess
Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig ourselves out

Throw another log on the fireplace
Throw another log on the fireplace

Just One of the Guys

All our friends, they’re gettin’ on
But the girls are still staying young
If I get caught being rude in a conversation
With a child bride on a summer vacation

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little cop inside that won’t let me.
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little something inside that prevents me

It’s how I live. You got me here,
Locked in this bathroom full of tears
And I have begged for you and I have borrowed
But I’ve been the only sister to my own sorrow

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little clock inside that keeps ticking
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little something inside that won’t let me

There’s only one difference between you and me
When I look at myself, all I can see
I’m just another lady without a baby

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little narc inside that won’t let me
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little something inside that prevents me

Paradise

( Rise Up With Fists EP )

The phone it has been ringing
Ringing off the hook
And the creditors have said that all of your
Debts have grown legs and are
Running off the books
Correctional facilities sure i'll
Accept your calls
But the tales have grown tall
And the till isn't at all
And tears are only bread crumbs
For the crooks
And my paycheck it is bleeding
But it's fight or flight
The exit from debt could
Be the entrance
Into paradise

What are you doing daytimes
Shooting out your windows i bet
But the flocks of your dreams
Know that it's hunting season
It's a joke that you'll never get
Cause wooden ducks they do not bleed
And try as you might
The only goose that you'll bite
Is the goose egg you call your wife
When the bars announce it's closing time
And my heart it is still beating
But it's fight or flight
The exit from loneliness
Is not necessarily
The entrance into paradise
Into paradise

Of all the men i've known who
Have money
I like you the most
Cause every dollar you invent
You're even more hellbent
On risking life and limb for another toast
When we were falling into puddles
I knew you had it in for me
Scraped my face on the ground
Till blood was down me
From my nose to the hem of my jeans
And my heart it is still bleeding
But it's fight or flight
The exit from loneliness
Could be the entrance into paradise
Into paradise

Roll On

( Dntel Feat. Jenny Lewis )

From a begging man
To your father's friend
And that cop who pulled me over on Beverly Grand
I've had a famous man
On his fire escape
And countless dinner dates

And a warm bed, well that's something
But that alone just ain't enough
So I roll on, roll on

But it's just no fun
When your heart belongs to a son of a gun

A shooting rifle, a firing range
I'm pistol-whipped, I'll never be the same
But I love him, yes I do
And he's gonna do what he's gonna do
So I roll on, roll on

When I knocked you down, you called my bluff
You pushed me over, fair enough
In high schools, hospitals, on holidays
I've seen your face in every goddamn state
My overdose, it was almost too late
You said it aged you when you saw my face

And a warm bed, well that was something
And history’s horse keeps on thumping
And it rolls on, rolls on

But it’s just no fun
When you hate the person you’ve become

Bitter, lonely, and isolated, before I know it I’ll be an old maid

But I love love, yes I do
Even when its weight cripples you
It rolls on, rolls on

I never loved that other man
He’s a fairy tale that I can’t have
And now I know how a fairy tale feels
You wanna marry me, you say that I’m the real deal

And I just don’t know how I got stuck
Guess there’s muscle memory for love
And if you try hard enough
You might once again call my bluff
Or you can roll on, roll on

But it’s just no fun
When your happiness is on the run
Jumping hurdles in life’s 10k,
It’s a marathon and love’s too late

But a warm bed is as good as it gets
Let’s settle down and have a couple of kids
And do like your parents did,
Or we can roll on, roll on, roll on

(Untitled)

( New Song / Live Kcrw )

There is no good, no how
No good reason
No easy way to say good-bye
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye

No matter how many times we try
Cry as we might
There is no better time than tonight

We have no friends and no fear
And no reasonable reason
No bad feelings of pleasing you
Or changing I’m changing, forgetting you
I've forgotten to
I do not want to

Try as we might
There’ll be no sleepin’ tonight

There are no big deals, and no deal-breakers
No hand-shakers, no pure-bred papers
And no blame, no guilt, no powers that be
Baby, there’s just no being me
Forgetting you
I've forgotten to

Try as we might
there’ll be no leaving tonight
Try as we might
There’ll be no leaving tonight

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