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Bunny - Songs '99​-​'03

by The Troublers

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1.
On Our Honor 02:55
On her tippiest toes she declares Never complain about a pain in the side Or the elders will stretch you out Keep your clothes and sell your hide On our honor we exchange Ohio buckeyes for your spare change And every hole lets out a demon until one of you is gone You may scream and writhe in pain And promise never to speak again But they’ll tear you limb from limb Before they let the doctor in On our honor we exchange our heavenly souls for your spare change And every hole lets out a demon until one of you is gone.
2.
Jamie 02:45
Jamie gave herself over Cast off her porcelain shawl And so they rolled in the clover That grew near the prison wall. She’s a smart firecracker He’s an impetuous fool He drives his ramshackle Packard To whisk her early from school. He keeps a gun in his garter Makes sure to cover their tracks And when they pick up a stranger They make the beast with three backs. In the chill of the morning Jamie tiptoes upstairs And while her parents are snoring She cuddles up with her bear.
3.
Summer Flesh 04:09
Excuse me please for staring at your shoulder I didn’t catch the last thing that you said We’re all a little drowsy from sunning by the water A day like this could go right to my head And I want to keep things simple ‘Cause I know the warm won’t last But you were sitting pretty And I was looking up your dress There has never been a summer quite like this that I remember The sun is a peach and we’re stewing in its juices, yeah I got a little sunstruck ‘cause your toenails matched your lipgloss Jamocha almond frost and your summer flesh I didn’t mean to lose you at the party I didn’t think I’d find you on the lawn Coco’s playing “Starlight” on the organ in the attic And you were out here missing all the fun And I want to keep things simple ‘Cause I know the warm won’t last But I was mixing cocktails And you were drinking from my glass.
4.
Bunny 02:58
I am being charmed I don't know if I like it Fingers squeezing on my arm Like it's fresh fruit in the market GI Joe says seize the day Mr. Rogers says stay away Between them it's awful gray Who wants to get laid? Dancing in a loud room Pulling out my pockets Wanna see my trick? I wonder if you'll get it. Bunny! Would you like to kiss a bunny on the nose? My what big teeth you have Will you blow my house down Or shall we to your gingerbread cottage I think you left your oven on I'll regret this either way Since we're together we might as well say Let's make the most of this beautiful day Who wants to get laid?
5.
Man came from Martian Metals Said he had a job for me So he took me to the river Pushed me in And rubbed his belly Plucked my eyebrows And pasted tiny gold stars Over my head Then the man from Martian Metals Made me a key out of lead. “What’s this for?” “It’s for a door— When love’s gone That’s where it goes. Don’t you want to know?” I climbed up the stairway Made of autumn leaves And notes goodbye I put the key in the keyhole Tried to turn it I tried and tried The key broke And I fell backwards Down the stairway To the ground As I lay there Feeling stupid I heard a tiny little… I went back to Martian Metals With the half-key In my hand I laid it down On the front desk They said “thank you! come again!” I went out Into the street The street was just the same I looked back at Martian Metals They had changed their name.
6.
Patchouli just sat down beside me She has a stain from every state Acrylic sweaters, a chronic nosebleed And a boy to navigate Like stars in May and moons in June The boy will be a woman soon And all the waves will rip and curl And make the boy a little girl She offers me papaya spears But they look to me more to be papaya smears Seventeen widows tip toed around us While the boy changes gear Like stars in May and moons in June The boy will be a woman soon And all the waves will rip and curl And make the boy a little girl We took massages on the street Ten bucks for head fifteen for feet They chopped us up like Caesar Salad And hummed an ancient Chinese ballad Like stars in May and moons in June The boy will be a woman soon And all the waves will rip and curl And make the boy a little girl I saw a boy with sparkly eyes I recognized him right away He kissed me on my hands and cheeks Then hopped on the subway
7.
You can’t be the one I come home to You’ve found a better place to hide Only when I think I can forget you You come to sit by my side There in the cold night Your dress is white Don’t make me cry tonight When all the stars shine like you love So perfect still and bright Don’t make me cry tonight All the flowers closed the world’s asleep And so are you sometimes Memories never bury deep They break the earth and climb Into the mind of Someone who still loves Don’t make me cry tonight When all the stars shine like you love I know I’ll see your eyes Don’t make me cry tonight
8.
You say everything right Your smile is too bright for most people They turn away intimidated And chagrined you say “I’ll never” But I tell you someone’s out there For you To write movies for you. So don’t be sad It breaks my heart To see you turned around There is too much up in you For you to be so down We’re not lovers anymore But you’re the one for me In a way I hope will never end Superfriends sweethearts we. Driving south to home Where your stained glass mother’s waiting She’s putting six toes on St. Steven Papa plants stones in the garden It’s where you can be yourself Just not who you imagined Down the highway Through the trees The sun sets and you see what no one sees You see: Purple peaches, steak-fried sanguine, periwinkle peppermint twists Oxblood popcorn, berries in cream, palamino, ruby fruit mists And it calls to you: “Lady driver, if you see me, love me.”
9.
You slept upon a sack of flour Snorting dust and vodka sour Animals gathered ‘round your feet Hoping for something sweet to eat And it’s true… I fell for you As you fell from the train And lost your foot in the rain Someone above chose you to mock and maim I fell for you and you did too I knew at once you were the one You saw of course I had a gun Your body joined the countryside Your foot it stayed with me behind And it’s true… If ever I deny the day You walk toward me with awkward sway Never let me hope again To kiss the toes of lesser men And it’s true…
10.
I was an accident and I can never run from that My older brother told me as he tied me to the track And now a train is coming and I’m lying on my back Looks like I’m an accident again The clouds are meant to fill the sky And eels to swim the sea A plan for every living thing from moth to manatee But the Lionel is scheduled to arrive ahead of me Looks like I’m an accident again When the woolly cattails come fully to bloom Sending starry sorties to fly through the room I catch one in my teeth and make a wish that won’t come true Here it comes around the bend Looks like I’m an accident again
11.
I could shove my hands Inside your head Work you like a puppet We would carry on like kittens And you wouldn’t even know it Here I drew you up a sign You can flash it during dinner Let me know at your convenience If you feel the least bit tender I’ll call myself for you To thank me for your trouble And I think I lost a nail In your cerebellum But you go ahead and keep it For good luck and a shiver And I’ll thank myself for you Over and over I kick your knees To make you walk One foot then another And I pat your head And rub your tum But never both together Your beauty mark Is dangling Like a temperamental flower And I left my spirit gum Remover in the shower I checked you for a toe tag When I knew you weren’t looking And I made up that game To make sure your heart was beating I peeled away your limbs With not a little coaxing With lemon juice and photo flow, Liquid smoke and hoaxing. Doo doo da doo doo.
12.
You're Sexy 01:31
You’re sexy, so sexy, but not sexy enough for me. You walk like you’re liquid And you kiss like a taffy machine, Ah, that’s sexy, but not sexy enough for me. You’re sexy, so sexy, but not sexy enough for me. You got eyes of a lion tamer And a body like a limousine That’s sexy, but not sexy enough for me. Love is like a Chinese vase, Hold it close and it breaks. Hold it loose, watch it fall Then you’ve got no love at all. You’re sexy, so sexy, but not sexy enough for me. You’re cute as the girl next door Dancing across the bedroom floor That’s sexy, but not sexy enough for me (He’s not saying you’re not sexy) That’s sexy, but not sexy enough for me (He’s got high expectations) That’s sexy, but not sexy enough for me
13.
Your birthday falls on a Friday this year Raise the piñata sing a cantata Twenty-fifth day of June Emily Dickinson second edition Our humble gift to you Three magpies buzzing the banquet Nagging the catering nuns Loosening every man’s cummerbund Snagging girl’s stockings as they run On your birthday a gap in the heavens appears Pestilence raining down, locusts in evening gowns Tuxes gnawed straight through Children are missing Dogs and cats kissing We’re having a barbeque. Your birthday falls on a Friday this year Raise the piñata sing a cantata Twenty-five more to you Emily Dickinson second edition Blown open to 502: (Poem 502 by Emily Dickinson)
14.
I don’t mean to fat-ass your scene Flip your wig or split your seams But baby put these feathers in your hair And then put on my underwear Who’s your daddy now? How quickly things move When one is so pretty And the other so witty Now I don’t intend to condescend Oh, you know what that means, Don’t you baby Just keeps your legs tightly crossed And tie my shoes in double knots Who’s your daddy now? Every daddy wants a new baby sometime baby Every daddy wants a new baby sometime baby Every baby wants a new daddy sometime baby Every baby wants a new daddy sometime baby
15.
You were never like your mother Hiding behind the heatlamp Making dirty pictures out of dominos Counting the days 'til you were free Oh my heart is breaking Making up and making out And playing daddy All my friends keep telling me You gotta get up and get out But no one leaves I was trying to feel you up You were feeling me out Trying me on Now you've got three babies and a hamster You're lost in Texas with a lobster Oh the phone is ringing It's all your lost opportunities They wanna find out what you're doing They ask why you don't write They want money But you're out of secret exits And the psychics are closing in And you'll never find the password And the reruns are about to begin But oh, it's just a shadow It's a movie inside a dream It's the rock that you turned over And saw everything
16.
Switchers 05:33
She said we'd play a game now And I'd be the wife The husband came home from work But the wife had to work, too I couldn't just lie there Not a wife like me Yeah, I had to work too So we could switch... And then she took a scissors And cut off all my fingers And held me in the good old-fashioned way I had a lot of questions She answered them wisely 'Cause she knew just the way to make me stay So we could switch... How can you be so mean You're the only girl I know I do everything you want me to But always make me go first She said to try it on now 'Cause it probably wouldn't fit her So I zipped it up one leg at a time We tried to show her family But they were eating dinner So we screamed and ran back outside So we could switch... She grabbed hold of my antlers And rode me like a reindeer Kept kickin' at my sides to make me go I took her to the North Pole We left our clothes behind us So we could find our way home So we could switch...
17.
Samba Triste 03:53
Who am I to you But distant unsettled memories Dust devil in the sunrise Samba Triste Dance with your dirty barren feet Eyes reflecting empty skies Samba Triste Like the plane would really Would it really just land here Park in your driveway Pilot smiling and waving Rose in hand and ring between his teeth Who are you to me Sundress in silhouette Mirage in pirouette Samba Triste Dance with your dirty barren feet All arms and flailing castanets Samba Triste Like the plane would really Would it really just land here Park in my driveway Pilot smiling and waving Rose in hand and ring between her teeth Who am I to you but distant unsettled memories Dust devil in the sunrise Samba Triste Dance to a distant memory Dance of a thousand mysteries Dance with your dirty barren feet
18.
Joan of Arc 05:07
Misty little winner With a ponytail Five blue ribbons Flapping in the air Sugar sweating sweetheart Looking for a fight One trick pony A little on the shy side I challenge you to a curling match Pick your flatstones Pick 'em fast Find you a sweeper Before it hits home Burn pretty prophet Burn to the bone Care for some pepper With your gravy legs Toe-tied mama With voices in the head I believe these leg-warmers Belong to me Run along home now Scissors skating beauty Velcro sneakers Don't mean a thing And I've had enough Of your jelly slippers, too Moonboot mama With Bon Jovi passes Screw you pretty ponies With your backstage asses
19.
I know you're not shy anymore I know you made a friend And there's no reason to doubt it No reason to even think about it But it seems like a long time now And I don't know the reasons But I see the effect I know you walk through the dark I know there's green fields I know it's all green fields And there's no reason to doubt it No reason to put a finger through it I know it means too much And soon this will pass I know this too shall pass And there's no reason to doubt it No reason to put my finger through it But it seems like a long time now...

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this is a compilation of all recorded tracks by the trio of laurel podulke, mike gainor, and john paulson.

music/lyrics by lock up your daughters and the troublers, except where noted.

art and design by john paulson 2009.

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released September 21, 2009

tracks 1-13 are produced by john paulson at studio kitchenet
tracks 14-20 are produced by luyd and tom siler at track record studios

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