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Jake the Pig

by Band of Jakeys

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1.
Ain’t no sun outside my window This window it ain’t mine And that for me is just fine Who’d wanna live here in this city Wrapped up in this smog Getting treated like a low-down dirty dog? Folks live here on the freeway They never stop for nothing, no way It could be you or me or your friend Who’s next in their way Shane I see you giving What you gonna get? I think they haven’t shown you one thing yet This city, man, I swear it’s poisoned I swear it’s got disease And everyone who lives here Fourteen, fifteen, twenty million people They all agree Shane, I ain’t no poet I should just say what I came to say I think you should just leave L.A.
2.
Melting Away 06:13
He had his hands on his pivo and his feet on the floor When a rock-and-roll soldier came bang through the door With a peashooter blast he just blew him away And we watched him go down without nothing to say Well the soldier just cackled, cackled with glee And said, it had to be someone so I’m glad it weren’t me Then he ran out the door and we stood there amazed ‘Cuz the best of our number had seen the last of his days Then somebody pointed at the body and said Well our man he’s a-bleeding but his blood, it ain’t red It’s just water: well tell me, how can you pray For a man who ain’t dying but melting away? Melting away, melting away Just another lost dreamer with no more to say Just a bucket of water at the end of the day Not dead, not dying, just melting away Well we stood there in silence then we cleaned up the mess And then we wandered on homeward to put on our best For the funeral and, brother, I guess the whole town turned out To mourn the one dreamer we’d all cared about Well the whiskey was flowing and so were the tears And the songs of the dead man fell sweet on our ears There was no corpse or casket, just a wet spot instead So we watched it dry up and then I went home to bed Well I woke up hungover and went back into town There was mud and big puddles but nobody around I don’t know how I knew it but I knew plain as day That the whole god-damned town had just melted away Melting away, melting away Just another lost dreamer with no more to say Just a bucket of water at the end of the day Not dead, not dying, just melting away Well since then I’ve been wandering but no one believes In the story I tell ‘em about the thing that I seen But I seen it before and I feel it today That I ain’t gonna die, just melt on away Melting away, melting away Just another lost dreamer with no more to say Just a bucket of water at the end of the day Not dead, not dying, just melting away
3.
Fly So High 03:48
Black crow broken wing full of filth and other things where are the children – on top of the building fly on back home – your nest is gone You used to fly so high You used to fly so high Black crow broken wing needle lying at your feet 5 a.m. and the trash man comes around You used to fly so high You used to fly so high Black crow broken wing scratching round at anything where are the children – on top of the building fly on back home – your nest is gone You used to fly so high You used to fly so high
4.
Lostville 04:34
Looking out at the sleet and snow And I’m wondering what to do Got a feeling I’ve been here before Another blast of deja vu A different window, a different time Another town, another name But when the feeling comes over me You know it all just seems the same And I can’t make any sense Of the writing on the wall On days like this, it seems to me I don’t know anything at all And I wish that I was weightless Blown on by the wind But I guess I’m stuck in Lostville once again There ain’t no point in memories When reality is low And there ain’t no point in bickering About what you think you know And your stories have all been told Seems like a million times or more When the lights go down all you’re left with Are the dreams you had before And I can’t make any sense Of the writing on the wall On days like this, it seems to me I don’t know anything at all And I wish that I was weightless Blown on by the wind But I guess I’m stuck in Lostville once again
5.
In a little brown house on a little brown hill Way in the woods there’s a moonshine still And the folks sit around and say what they will And sing them mountain songs One about a boy gone far away Left his home on a clear summer day And the folks sit around and what do they say? Boy’s been away too long When it’s late at night and the banjos ring The little girls laugh and the old men sing But mama don’t laugh and papa don’t swing All because of me Well papa was a good man, worked real hard Didn’t set out at night looking up at the stars Didn’t raise no boy to be a lonesome bard Singing them mountain songs Mama was good, too, everybody knows Didn’t raise no boy to wear secondhand clothes One look at me now would wrinkle her nose Staying away so long When it’s late at night and the banjos ring The little girls laugh and the old men sing But mama don’t laugh and papa don’t swing All because of me Well papa said, boy, better slow down quick And mama said, son, I’m a-worried sick But the boy kept grinning ‘cause he didn’t give a lick Singing them mountain songs So the sun goes up and the sun goes down With one less boy in a little brown town And one more mama with a permanent frown Staying on her face so long When it’s late at night and the banjos ring The little girls laugh and the old men sing But mama don’t laugh and papa don’t swing All because of me
6.
Jackpot 06:09
Here I stand before you with my tailbone pointed to hell And there you stand outside the door I don’t know what you’re doing with me but when all them years go by Will you remember that night in a cardboard box When the rain came down like glass? You hit the jackpot, baby You hit the jackpot, baby, with me You hit the jackpot, baby You hit the jackpot, baby, with me Can’t you see? Your sister wrote you a letter, sounds like she’s living in a TV show And it could’ve been you if you only knew what you don’t know now Me, I ain’t going anywhere and that’s where I want to be And I’ll pay the cost if they say I’m lost if that’s what it takes to be free Chorus Long before I met you you were an innocent little girl With your tennis shoes and nothing to lose and your long brown beautiful curls I took you far away from that to where all the dreams fall down And we spent the money from the jacket we sold so we could buy a plane ticket home Chorus
7.
How many people have walked up the hill hand in hand with themselves all alone How many dogs have been let free to shit and piss where they do please How many lovers have laid down and let their love shine over the city Big green hill in the city Last damn hill in the city Big green hill in the city Last damn hill in the city How many soldiers have laid down to sit their ass and stretch awhile How many more sunshine days will come on down on the trees in this place How many more rains will come down and wash the people back into the city Last damn hill in the city Big green hill in the city Last damn hill in the city Big green hill in the city
8.
Goin’ down that lonely road Lookin for a lady Find a partner, swing her round Then you both go crazy Then you both go crazy Saturday night go into town Lookin’ for some fun All my friends are gathered round Party has begun Party has begun It’s a shotgun wedding Tomorrow I’m gone It’s a shotgun wedding I’ll say so long Do-si-do and do-si-don’t Who knows what it means See a gal across the room She looks like a dream She looks like a dream So you take her home that very night To meet her ma and pa They’re fast asleep, to the barn we creep, Lie down in the straw Lie down in the straw Chorus Six months later I pass again She looks a little heavy Along comes pa, shotgun in hand Says it’s time to marry Says it’s time to m-a-a-a-a-ry Chorus
9.
Pancakes and sausages Fresh strawberries That’s what I need Pancakes and sausages Eggs and bacon Since you left me Since I lost my lovin’ I keep looking in the oven Eating lots of ice cream And hoping for a nice dream Since I lost my baby I’ve been heapin’ on the gravy Pancakes and sausages That’s what I need
10.
Falling 04:19
I feel like I’m falling out of love feel like I’m falling from above Feel like I’m falling out of love feel like I’m falling from above above above falling out of love above above falling out of love love love falling from above love love falling… I feel like I’m falling out of love feel like I’m falling from above Feel like I’m falling out of love feel like I’m falling from above above above falling out of love love love falling from above above above falling out of love love love falling from above…
11.
A long time ago it seems we threw our luck together didn’t know where we’d go felt light as a feather who could tell us then that we’d be this way today seems oh so different to what used to be the way everything is changing and I don’t know what to do and I wish that I could sit and talk these things with you Do you remember the nights we ran amok Drinking, dancing, falling down, living on our luck Now to some that might seem senseless but to me that’s love and truth and we shared out cardboard boxes when we couldn’t find a roof everything is changing and I don’t know what to do and I wish that I could sit and talk these things with you Looking back it seems so fine but that’s not where it’s at the memories are sacred but those memories are traps the evening breeze is blowing through the window of my room and it seems to me it calls your name from a long forgotten tune everything is changing and I don’t know what to do and I wish that I could sit and talk these things with you everything is changing and I don’t know what to do and I wish that I could sit and talk these things with you
12.
Happy 06:12
Give me something to drink and I drink drink drink it down Give me something to say and we talk talk talk about Give me something to smoke and I take it in my mouth Give me someone to hold and I stay in town I said I’m happy happy happy and I am on my way I said I’m happy happy happy and I am on my way Give me day to fill fill it up with sweet sweet time Lots of places to see and we say that they are fine Give me role to play and I do the best I can You can be my woman babe and I’ll be your man that’s why I say I’m happy happy happy and I’m on my way that’s what I said I’m happy happy happy and I’m on my way Give me something to drink and I drink drink drink it down Give me something to say and we talk talk talk about Give me something to smoke and I’ll take it in my mouth Give me someone to hold and I stay in town happy happy happy said I’m happy happy happy and I’m on my way
13.
Waterfall 04:34
You’ve got that shirt on your back You’ve got those feet in your shoes You’ve got them eyes in your head And I don’t want to sing them blues but that Pretty cranium on top of your neck I think it’s working just a little too hard And I don’t want to spoil the moment But I think you’ve got some food on your face Going down to the waterfall Gotta go now if you’re going at all Sit on the rocks and watch the meteor showers: Prettier than any bouquet of flowers People crying ‘cause the world’s gone crazy People crying at the shopping mall People crying at the bus-stop station People crying ‘cause their tits are too small I’m sick of talking ‘bout the evolution The evolution of modern man I’d rather die in the muddy gutter Than to sink down slowly into golden sand Going down to the waterfall Gotta go now if you’re going at all Sit on the rocks and watch the meteor showers: Prettier than any bouquet of flowers Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, etc.
14.
Just another night in a bar room burnt ash and whiskey on my shirt playing my guitar watch the drunkards falling down wash away the memories like dirt And don’t it seem like you’ve seen it all before ain’t it true that you keep coming back for more don’t it feel just like yesterday sometimes it feels just like tomorrow’s never going to come So pour me another and I’ll sing you another song about love or jealousy or wine hear the jingle jangle of the silver in my hat then the barman rings the bell and it’s nearly time Don’t it seem like you’ve seen it all before ain’t it true that you keep coming back for more don’t it feel just like yesterday sometimes it seems just like tomorrow’s never going to come Just one more whiskey for the road then drink it down and I’m walking home again the street lamps shimmer in the damp and dirty street and I made it through another night again Don’t it seem like you’ve seen it all before ain’t it true that you keep coming back for more don’t it feel just like yesterday sometimes it feels just like tomorrow’s never going to come Don’t it seem like you’ve seen it all before ain’t it true that you keep coming back for more don’t it feel just like yesterday sometimes it feels just like tomorrow’s never going to come
15.
Well I’m just trying to find something a little different Different to call my own But every time I try and find myself I find myself in that forbidden zone Well all them people seem like puppets sometimes Jim Henson, where can you be? All the people talking but they’re not saying nothing Just like on MTV Well every time I try to build something up Someone always comes and knocks it down If I wasn’t so busy picking and a-grinning I think I’d be wearing a frown So enjoy yourself whatever you do And you might turn out a success Or you might be raped, killed, mutilated, expurgated Censored, beaten up or repressed I guess that the moral of this song Is that there’s nothing left to say You know Samuel Beckett once said Every word Is like a stain On silence But you know that he said it anyway
16.
Mandeville 04:36

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recorded in Prague around 1997 by Jerzy Podulka

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released July 7, 1997

Bill Hangley guitar/vocal, Tony Rose guitar/vocal, Dalton Stansbury banjo/vocal, Drew Pitts bass/vocal, Emma McClune violin

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Band of Jakeys Prague, Czechia

The Band of Jakeys is a fellowship of like-minded musicians, songwriters and friends. Their story started on the Charles Bridge in the magical city of Prague in the early 1990's. Over the years members have come and gone. Some have left only to return. The current Jakeys line-up is Tony Rose (Scotland), Jimmie Bozeman (LA, USA) and Dalton Stansbury (NC, USA) ... more

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