12 Songs for Women, Victims & Guests

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released 21 August 2011
All Songs Written, Performed and © 2011 Robinson Lee Earle.

Thanks to the Sonic Boons:
Dave Frush: Musical Producer & Engineer.
Mike Novak: Guitar, Mandolin & Engineer.
Caleb Powers: Upright Bass & Banjo.
Matt Horne: Fiddle.
Larissa Fedoryka: Cello.
Clare Conte: Accordion.
Alex Randall: Assistant Engineer.
Sara Mosher: Executive Producer, Designer & Backup Vocals.
Rosemary Feit Covey: Artwork

Recorded at MDIA Sound, Athens, OH. Special Thanks to Families, Friends, and the School of Media Arts & Studies at Ohio University. All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

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Track Name: Counterfeit Blues
Counterfeit Blues

I’d rip my heart out for you
slap it down
meet me in the middle, baby
or somewhere thereabouts

‘Cause I got all of this money
and a mind to spread it ‘round

And by the time I get through with it
there gonna’ have to burn down this town

See I
grow the dough here
I do
make it shine
market’s crashing in a hailstorm of dimes

I got a pocket full of pieces
of my grand design

Gonna’ inundate the system
with these diamonds from my mine

Woooo-hoooo
I got the counterfeit blues
Woo-hoo-ooo-oo-o
I got the counterfeit blues

You say you love me
but I just gotta’ know
at a moment’s notice
could you bolt for Mexico?

Would you meet me in the morning
for that southbound train?

Slip your hand in my front pocket
and jingle with the change?

Woo-hoo
I got the counterfeit blues
Woo-hoo-ooo-oo-o
I got the counterfeit blues

And when they come to get me
I’ll be standing tall
my bladder chubby
with a sea of alcohol

And I will fall into the arms of the law
if it breaks your fall

And I’ll be free in fifty eons
if your lady deigns to date ex-cons

Woo-hoo
I got the counterfeit blues
Woo-hoo-ooo-oo-o
I got the counterfeit blues
Track Name: On The Radio (I Love You)
On the Radio (I Love You)

I’m a love you in the morn’
I’m a love you in the morn’
I’m a love you in the morn’
with your stockings torn
gonna’ love you when the new day comes

I’m a love you in the dawn
I’m a love you in the dawn(ing)
I’m a love you in the dawn
once the stars have gone
and I’m a love you in the afternoon

I’m a love you in the evening
I’m a love you in the evening
I’m a love you in the evening
with the werewolves seething
gonna’ hold you in an empty moon

See I tried so hard
just to know your face
and I fall apart
in your warm embrace
and I can’t say why
you seduce me so
be you my lover
on the radio?

But I’m a love you in the garden
I’m a love you in the garden
I’m a love you in the garden
‘cause this apple’s rotten
gonna’ love you like my kingdom come

I’m a love you
I’m a love you and your white horse
I’m a love you and your white horse
Yes, I’m a love you and your horse,
yes, of course, of course
but you gotta love my black one
gotta love my black one too

And I’m a meet you in the after
I’m a meet you in the after
I’m a meet you in the after
as two owls on a rafter
so I gotta’ make you promise too

Will you love me
will you love me when I’m broken
and will love me when I’m tokin’
will you love when I’m broken, and will you never give up hopin’
that I’ll find the strength to carry on?

And will you take me to the river
and will you put me in the water?

Will you put me in the water
you’re the river’s only daughter
and I love you like I love the sun
Track Name: Music Therapy Session 3,650
Music Therapy Session 3,650 (Shout)

I woke up this morning
but my eyes wouldn’t open
and I knew that I was coming undone

So I swept up the pieces
and I found a reason
then I loaded up my Tommy gun
And I went looking for the man
who helped me understand what’s what

It was the way he laid it down
like I hadn’t been around that much

And though I found him laughing
I left that toad-fish gasping
in a roaring river of sludge

Then I beat up all his brothers
and I swived all his lovers
and I left a pistol for his son

Because the day will come to pass
when that boy begins to grasp
what’s been done

And when that moment finally comes
I want that child to try his luck

They say that I’m a menace
like a shark in Venice
but I’m only trying to have my fun

So don’t you call me a coward
I don’t shoot guns for power
it’s just the way I like to get things done
I could argue you’re a fool
for playing by the rules of love

And I will growl just like a tiger
before I open fire on your doves

And if you don’t respect me
then I will come directly
and transport you to a world of harm

and if you think I’m fooling
then I think you need some schooling
on the finer points of dying hard

it’s just the way that you look at my face
it drives me insane
now I gotta’ fine something stronger
to block this pain

And so each morning ever after
I lay awake and court disaster
Sometimes my mind’s a giant bucket of shit

Yeah, I know that I create it
but that doesn’t mean I face it
with a single ounce of reverence

They’re just the things I seem to think of
when I’m struggling to pull my load

And I know that it’s distressing
but I feel better to have told you so

(mmmMMMmmm
mmmMMMmmm
mmmMMMmmm
mmmMMMmmm)

Get a little bit quieter now
just a little bit quieter now
get a lotta’ bit quieter now
just a little bit quieter now

Get a little bit louder now
Get a little’ bit louder now
just a little bit louder now
stop...
Track Name: Steam Dream
Steam Dream

I knew a beast
with eyes made of smoke
he ate up my water
and had a dip in my jelly roll

He stalks by moonlight
by day in soldiers’ row
holler if you’ve seen him
but don’t let your name be known

And I knew a woman
with thighs made of steam
pistons in her torso
she’s a sex machine

But you mustn’t woo her
she’ll just leave your heart to bleed
no, you won’t seduce her
unless your oil runs clean

Come, my friend
won’t you follow me down?

Down to the solid ground?

I had a lover
who lived inside my dreams
I’d reach out to touch her
and wake up screaming

O, my love won’t you follow me down?

Down to the solid ground?

And the earth will quake with the sound
of the lifting of your shroud
Track Name: The Vessel
The Vessel

Well,I was feeling kind of nervous
so I poured myself a drink
but I threw it all back up
into the kitchen sink
and you know looking down at that garbage disposal
the only two things I could think
were what a waste of sweet elation
and god I need another drink

And I know you think I’m shameful
but I think you know you’re wrong
if you really thought me shameful
you wouldn’t like this song
and I can see you dwelling on the threshold
your burning heart in your arms
why don’t we douse it with some whiskey
and lay it down somewhere soft

‘Cause you got everything I need
to light up a room
and in time we’ll come to see
this notion bloom

So, why don’t you light me up a candle
and lead me down below...
and don’t worry yourself ‘bout hurrying
it’s best to go it slow
but I wanna’ be deep in that canyon
when this dynamite blows
and I want you there standing with me
to see the secrets it holds

And have you ever woken up beside the shell of man
tell me,baby
does that sound like something
you could stand?

Because if it doesn’t I gotta’ tell you
I don’t think this is gonna’ last
don’t you know this heart is just a vessel
once the spirit has passed
Track Name: Elegy
Elegy

The light
draining from his eyes
will exorcize this night
and we’ll be caught out of disguise

And the crows
like the marrow in our bones
will ebb and flow
while I trace the islands along your spine

He had so much left to give
when he let go
but you don’t owe a thing to him
or his ghost

He didn’t love you enough
not to leave you alone
He would’ve done what he’s done
even if he’d never known

His brain
splattered in the rain
I know he wanted you
to see this horrible display

But he wasn’t cruel
he was a fool
and all of it
was just a way to say what he couldn’t say

Hey, I need a hand with this
being grown
no, I don’t think I can handle this
on my own
but I’ve never loved no one
like I love getting stoned
and though I came close once
it was still a step below getting blown

The wind
drying out his skin
will levitate and spin us
so our new lives can begin

And we’ll grow old
while he stays cold
and all of it will be an epic elegy
for him

Will be an epic elegy
for him
Track Name: The Jester
The Jester

I was born too late
for the radio
And I’ve always felt deceived
by MTV
And the first song that I heard
was by an idiot
who’d learned to push the wind
between his teeth

But I knew that somewhere out in the void

Someone was making a noise

That wasn’t tired
or hackneyed
or irreverent trash
I wanna’ listen the clash
when I’m shopping

O, but no one ever asks me these things
I’ve got a head full of ideas
but the telephone won’t ring
how ‘bout a mayor that sings
on the subway

And listen I know I sound sure
you say, “what makes you so sure?”

Well, I just know it in my core
yeah, I know I sound sure
but I know it in my core

She says, “tell me about your core
I wanna’ learn about your core...”

I said don’t push me anymore
Yeah, I’m getting kind of bored
Don’t ask about my core

I’ve got such a long way to go
beyond those yellow lines

and I don’t think you wanna’ go there
yeah, I don’t think you’d even try

And they sure won’t take care of yours
the way they take care of mine
It’s probably ‘cause they know me
‘cause they know I started blind

And if it’s all I can do
I’ll just keep singing
I’ll keep on singing
singing for free

And if this life that I lead
is not worth living
I’ll keep on living
‘cause living is free

And plus
I wanna’ see the structure destroyed
I wanna’ swell up with joy
when the people in the buildings
come ambling out
and the jester is crowned
as their savior

O, but no one ever reads into these things
I tried to put it simply so you wouldn’t miss the sting
but I guess there isn’t such a thing
as a genius

And listen
I know that I’m wrong
but I won’t keep you very long
this is the end of the song
and after that I’ll be gone
and you can say that I was wrong

It’s just I love you so much more
yeah, I love you so much more
I love you so much more
than you give me credit for
and that’s why I’m so sore
that’s why I’m so sore

that’s why I’m so sore.
Track Name: The Love Machines
The Love Machines

There’s a golden wire in his cock
that tugs on his heart when he thrusts
and there’s a sailor that lives in her cunt
that dives for these wires
once they have sunk
deep between her thighs
deep between her thighs

And there’s this god that nobody knows
except when we take off our clothes
and bundle ourselves up
into warm little corners
find that warm little corner
get my warm little corner

O,you and me, baby
yeah
you and me, baby
yeah
you and me, baby

We the love machines
We the love machines

And there are ghosts all over the room
gathered ‘round the light in her womb
checking to see if there’s room
for one of them to return from the tomb
and come back to life
and return to light

O, but when she
buries her face
into my chest
it makes me feel manly

Now, watch me
sweep the hair off from her breasts
baby
how can you stand me?

And the air filters in through our pores
a child’s hand raps at the door
he’s come here to settle the score
like a squid fleshed up on the shore
yeah, he’s barely alive
but he’s bursting with light
O, you and me baby
yeah
you and me baby
yeah
you and me baby

We the love Machines
We the love Machines
We the love Machines
Track Name: Shady Grove
Shady Grove

O, shady grove
my pretty little love
shady grove
my darling
shady grove
my wounded dove
I’ll catch you when you come falling

I’ll hoot three times
at your back door
hoot three times in longing
hoot three times from the forest floor
so you’ll know me when I come calling

O, shady grove
my pretty little one
shady grove my wonder
shady grove
the girl I love
I’ll help you push him under

So won’t you weigh him down with some pretty big stones
and keep the man from thrashing
choke the groan
as it struggles up his throat
and his skull I’ll get to smashing

O, shady grove
my pretty little girl
O, shady grove
my lover
shady grove
my dirty little pearl
the night will lend me cover


And won’t you meet me there
by our shady little grove
once the dogs have stopped their barking
bring your lips and your pretty little throat
but we won’t get ‘round to talking

Follow the road where the arroyo flows
and a lasso from the brambles
will drag ya’ down
to my dirty little hole
where we’ll have ourselves a scramble

O, shady grove
my pretty little girl
I’ll love you ever after
but I was hurled into this her world
on black wings of disaster
Track Name: Sandman
The Sandman

Rolling a spliff
the day after Christmas
on top on my gift
a book by Thomas Pynchon
which I intend
to read all day

My liver hangs limp
awash in a bathtub
I’m on the phone
trying to make up some lie
that you might believe

‘Cause what are we
if not the closest of friends
so what’s it really matter then
where the fantasy begins?

Or if the truth lies broken
like a child on the floor
you do not want me anymore
and so I simply can’t afford
to be caught outside your door
with my heart
in my
ha-a-a-ands
ha-a-a-ands
ha-a-a-an-a-a-a...a-a-ands
Doing lines of K
in a sinking motel room
thinking of ways
I could tell you
just how high
I got today

A computer plays soul
I can’t find my cell phone
it’s probably my mom wondering
what time I’ll be home
but I couldn’t say
I really can’t say a thing

But it wasn’t you
who went and did this to me
It’s just a place I read about that I had to come and see
and if you think I’m being funny
just take a look at my eyes

Do you see anything inside
do you think anything survived
do you think anything’s alive?

I’ve got nothing left to hide at all

I am made of
sa-a-a-and
sa-a-a-and
sa-a-a-an-a-a-a...a-a-and
Track Name: We Legion Be
We Legion Be

Well, if we take the valley
what will you leave for me?

Why, whatever your young heart needs
be it women, wine, or weeds

And if I call you “captain”
what is it that you’ll call me?

You’ll be my busy little worker bee
gone to fetch some honey for me
and you will know me as “your majesty”

But what if all that sinning stuff ain’t enough?

Why then I’ll pluck you up like a diamond from the rough

And slice me up into little slivers of luck...

To place you on the heavy breasts of the woman I like best this month

Well, I don’t know you, mister
but it seems like you know me

I have known you since your infancy
you were a pretty little baby bee

Well, did you know my father?

He never spoke of thee

Your father the refinery
it was I who supplied the seed
and you owe your very life to me

But what if I say I don’t give a fuck?

Why, then I’ll light a cigarette and cast a higher bet on your bluff

O, you think your mean but you ain’t seen me get tough

The difference it would seem is that you’ve got something you love

You keep your hands off of my sweetheart
my sweetheart dreams with me

Then in dream she will watch you bleed
into the mouths of your enemies

And she will know what darkness I bring
and she will know that we legion be
and she will know that we legion be
and she will know that we legion be
Track Name: Fireman Whale
The Fireman Whale

There was a big commotion
everyone came to see

A mile from the harbor
a ship rocked ablaze out at sea

But to the gracious surprise
of the sailors’ wives
a spout rose and doused the hull

And from the deep beyond
sounded the saddest of songs
it was the call
of the Fireman Whale

She had two purple eyelids
like the wings of a flutter-by

Held her needle to the candle
her elbow tied up tight

And the dope rushed in
like a gust of wind
and spilled her life from it’s pail

How her hound-dog he howled
and licked at her skin
this too
was the song of the fireman whale

And do you
really think it wise?

You and I
wandering lost in the night?

The dawn weaves the shutters
I’m drunk on the kitchen floor

The tiling like swastikas
a dread left over from the war

O, but I’m just fine
yeah, I don’t mind
playing the fool and the boar

And if my cock be thine
let my cock be thine
in my new life
I won’t need it anymore...

I’ll fuck with my fingers
like that creature in the Spielberg film
and I’ll fuck on the sidewalk
without passersby feeling ill

And then I’ll fuck up the moon
and I’ll fuck up this tune
and wave my silence on the stage

And then I’ll sit on my hands
and shit out my rage
‘cause there’s not a story in this world
that belongs on a page
O, but please pass it on
like the mocking bird’s song
for it once belonged
to the Fireman Whale