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Men and Their Horses

by Robert Jones

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1.
beauty lies beneath our rug I can't keep track of flirtatious thoughts (that come and have a go with me) don't shake me with your factory bag of bones no, but you don't know you bag of bones
2.
we've put on our smiles with a wrench, we're toothless and the lord of war's a kid in his socks, we've proved this chiming in, we laugh while we spit, we're bullets we've all got shoulders below our heads and blew it well it's men and their horses men and their horses men and their horses men and their horses we've put on our smiles with a wrench, we're toothless and the lord of war's a kid in his socks, we've proved this and we're chiming in, we laugh while we spit, we're bullets we've all got shoulders below our heads and blew it yes help, help, help I can't, can't hah help, help, help I can't, can't hah the barber's tongue entangles a mouse, I'm squeamish lying in this hotel alone, I'm dreaming racing for a stereotype, a skeptic I'm pulling for the man and the child, who need it and it's men and their horses men and their horses they keep coming round with their horses aww, it's all them men and their horses help, help, help I can't, can't hah help, help, help I can now well my foot is shoved six feet down my mouth, i feel sick and there's paths of glory paved by the men and their horses I'm gonna call out the dick from the friend cause we've all got shoulders bellow our heads and we still blew it It's men. All them men and their horses we've put on our smiles with a wrench, we're toothless the lord of war's a kid in his socks, we've proved this chiming in, we laugh while we spit we're bullets the barber's tongue entangles a mouse well it's men and their horses they keep on coming in with their horses paths of glory paved by them
3.
fish nets, bull whips and lush crimson lips mean I'm no longer at home jump through hoops like a candidate and hope that you yourself'll change your ways for your sake yeah whew la, la, la, la scratchy jackets, Indonesian, busy hands mean bloody fingers like shirts from places I've never been to and distant lovers well don't get closer to me please yeah la, la, la, la dah ta dah la, la, la, la and it all seems so cruel and it all seems so cruel it all seems so cruel
4.
I am what you could never be and I've seen all that should not be seen some call me the great divide I feel no pain, in man I can't confide I am the turning point you'll soon desire I know no fear, I know no raging fire you gave me life and in your mind i shall live same story goes for every man at my feet I am nothing more I am nothing less you ask for mercy from whom you despise and you forget I've got intentions only based on lies I shackle every feeling you've ever felt and I'm gonna bring you to your knees and cast my spell I am nothing more I am nothing less the line ends here and nothing gets past me the line ends here and nothing's gonna escape my reach I've seen it all and there was you
5.
(I was caught with my head buried in the sand and can only hope that it wont happen again. I have tied my fridays hands, but everything reminds me of you.) before I left for good a cloudless sky cooled itself down with a rain that should of made me smile but instead my cheeks ran red rosed hush, hush, I'm trying to forget. soldiers take your mark and then complain that the barrels of your guns seem to get smaller at the nose and oh what a war this would be, it'd be quite the handy fight for he with hands. through the doors and in the light, people began flowing in remotely like disgruntled sheep at their best which wasn't good at all, no not for these doughty eyes of mine. we've never gained and yet we've won. no we've never gained and yet we've won. I've never gained
6.
Clinic 08:46
we were flying, rising higher towards the snow peaks up above but we slipped on our ideas to come down so thats exactly what we did ten men leapt off of a building, they were reaching for the stars who'd a think they'd take my advice so literally, well i guess I'll give no more but you don't care we reached for what we couldn't have, a good life and a bath but a drought snuck up behind us and we missed out on our chance to live we've built our share of buildings and we've destroyed our share of land we've seen our share of fallen men yet we still can't conquer death there's selfish reconstruction on the brand new Taj Mahal the old one was burned to the ground by the guy who builds it now but you don't care cause you don't know she compares herself the new aged doll her peppered lips split to a good man's eye and i cannot help but claim this revolution i turn my head to the clapping chimp and it's all gone clapping chimp clapping chimp she compares herself to the new aged doll her peppered lips split to a good man's eye and i cannot help but claim this revolution clapping chimp, i turn my head to the clapping chimp and it's all gone and it's all gone
7.
Share A Leg 03:11
well the earth mounts the table men well and they share a leg and it's girth is demeaning yet they both share a leg and theirs tight rope men walking and they're afraid of the weight well theirs giant hooves stomping and their also afraid of the weight and they say hope is defiant yet chivalries dead how does this become don't you know and don't you care limit his creations deform the feared few who stomp on the cities you built with your dick and your loveliness don't you care
8.
Paperhead 03:00
oh few it was the paper shredder I fell through you wrote me off and you drove home my heads ripped cause the nose would pick up on something it's too late cause the bag was held in the wrong hand oh few it was the paper shredder I fell through you wrote me off yeah you wrote me off and you drove home
9.
we sectioned through the blaine and used we'll come in droves and we'll leave with few we'll they promised god and the triggers born I shot the sun but who shot the child well the bone has it's man we landed quick and optimized with skillful hands, with our bellies bald and ripe but she don't really mind I'm weirded out as I contemplate the year they came, the year they ate well it's our lives yes it's our lives but she don't really mind we don't really follow through but she don't really mind she don't really follow through
10.
sing song talkies beat my head in half ass dreamers, get the job done HAHA killed my sister, still a peace keeper hair dyed future, bruised and beat in -kill that goat no one likes a boring story so kill that goat and fuck it for me fuck it for me HAHA end of slide show, click to exit HAHA yeah it's you beat my head in half ass dreamer, get the job done
11.
Big White 04:55
well I've seen him on his big white horse hooves lifting off the fields and behind him rides his seven year war and I'm found in my room again I'm in my room-a-rooh they ride with their eyes a sold big white, great white eye don't go through for I am the son of man while i'm seen in my room-a-rooh I'm in my room-a-rooh well I've seen him on his big white horse he got hooves lifting off the fields well and behind him rides his seven year war and I'm afraid I'm found in my room-a-rooh I'm in my room again I'm a soul my eyes are sold to you
12.
fresh off the line, these plastic walls, my plastic blinds, we reek of new design, we're boxed and refined have to speculate our fastened fears will grow to hate all that we've become and the oven's gas smells sweet i've lost all respect for politics, they're running scared, got nowhere to hide and they prostitute their smiles but everything is fine yes everything is fine lord give us crime for otherwise how will we separate ourselves and everything is fine torn between the truth, the truth in me, the truth in you we're birds in a plane and what happens after dawn yes everything is fine yes everything is fine
13.
They Come 08:51
breaking through my skull they come i've seen every thought, every happy thought they come twisting judgments head they come i've seen every thought, every damning thought they come I will watch the walls I've seen all there is, all the everything, nothing's everything they come twisting judgments head, they come breaking through my skull they come twisting every thought, every single thought, every happy thought they come I will watch these walls break, and she had, and she says it's all misplaced break, and she had and she says that it's all misplaced had it, quit, huh? god made the good god made the mad god made the mad god made and god made

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This album recorded July 2009 at Ramble Creek Studio in Austin, Tx.
All songs © 2009 Robert Jones

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released December 30, 2009

Caleb Jones-Vocals/Drums
Robert Hudson-Electric Guitar
Aj Durham-Bass
Engineered By Britton Beisenherz at Ramble Creek Studios
Produced by Robert Jones and Britton Beisenherz
Mastered by Jim Wilson of Airshow Mastering
Photos by Robert Hudson
Special thanks to the parents and Hal Samples

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