RELEASED AS: EPIC 88697356851 (LP), SRC-109 (LP)
RELEASED AS: EPIC 88697210802 (CD), SRC-108 (LP)
ANIMAL! & NOT ANIMAL ARE MARGOT'S SOPHOMORE ALBUM(S),
RELEASED IN 2008 VIA EPIC RECORDS.
ART BY STACY NOVAK.
ANIMAL!
APPLE / BANDCAMP / DISCOGS / SPOTIFY
NOT ANIMAL
APPLE / BANDCAMP / DISCOGS / SPOTIFY
LINER NOTES / TRACK LISTS / CONTEMPORARY CUTS / LYRICS
SUPPLEMENTARY MATERIAL & FURTHER LISTENING
LINER NOTES
VINYL LINER NOTES (FROM SRC-108 NOT ANIMAL & SRC-109 ANIMAL!):
WRITTEN BY RICHARD EDWARDS
PUBLISHED BY SONGS PUBLISHING / MICE AND MARGOT MUSIC LLC (ASCAP)
ANIMAL! WAS PRODUCED BY BRIAN DECK AND MARGOT & THE NUCLEAR SO AND SO'S,
ENGINEERED BY BRIAN DECK, NEIL STRAUCH, TYLER WATKINS & ANDY FRY
RECORDED AT ENGINE STUDIOS (IN CHICAGO) AND QUEENSIZE STUDIOS (IN INDIANA)
MIXED BY BRIAN DECK (EXCEPT FOR TRACKS MIXED BY TYLER WATKINS) (ALL SONGS MIXED AT ENGINE STUDIOS IN CHICAGO)
MASTERED BY GREG CALBI AT STERLING SOUND IN NEW YORK CITY
A&R: ANDY GERSHON & MIKE FLYNN
MANAGEMENT: JOEL MARK / THE WORKER'S INSTITUTE
STACY NOVAK MADE THESE PAINTINGS
ERIK KANG PLAYED VIOLIN, VIOLA, LAP STEEL & GUITAR
ANDY FRY PLAYED GUITAR, KEYBOARDS, BASS & SANG
CHRIS FRY PLAYED DRUMS, PERCUSSION & KEYBOARDS
TYLER WATKINS PLAYED BASS, PERCUSSION, KEYBOARDS, GUITAR & SANG
EMILY WATKINS PLAYED KEYBOARDS & SANG
HUBERT GLOVER PLAYED TRUMPET, TROMBONE & FRENCH HORN
CASEY TENNIS PLAYED DRUMS, PERCUSSION & KEYBOARDS
RICHARD EDWARDS SANG & PLAYED GUITAR, HARMONICA & KEYBOARDS
TRACK LISTS
ANIMAL!
01. AT THE CARNIVAL / 02. O' WHAT A NIGHTMARE! / 03. HELLO VAGINA / 04. I AM A LIGHTNING ROD / 05. LOVE SONG FOR A SCHUBA'S BARTENDER / 06. MARIEL'S BRAZEN OVERTURE / 07. THERE'S TALK OF MINE SHAFTS / 08. A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID / 09. GERMAN MOTOR CAR / 10. COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES / 11. MY BABY (SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF) / 12. AS TALL AS CLIFFS
NOT ANIMAL
01. A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID / 02. GERMAN MOTOR CAR / 03. BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING / 04. HOLY COW! / 05. COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES / 06. HELLO VAGINA / 07. AS TALL AS CLIFFS / 08. REAL NAKED GIRLS / 09. PAGES WRITTEN ON A WALL / 10. THE SHIVERS (I'VE GOT 'EM) / 11. THE OCEAN (IS BLEEDING SALT) / 12. HIP HIP HOORAY
CONTEMPORARY CUTS
A TANGLE OF BLONDE / BLUE COLLAR, RED LETTER / CAROLYN AND HEATHCLIFF / GIVE US BARABBAS / IF YA WANNA GO OUT / NO VASELINE / PAYPHONE / WHAT A WASTED LIFE / WHISKEY JINGLE
PATREON HIGHLIGHTS
FROM THE STILL-BARELY-TAPPED "NOW THAT WE HAVE EXPIRED" FOOTAGE,
SHOT BY LA BLOGOTHèQUE ON THE FINAL ANIMAL!/NOT ANIMAL TOUR:
FULL TROUBADOR SHOW / FULL PHOENIX SHOW / 20 MINUTES FROM AUSTIN SHOW
LYRICS
AT THE CARNIVAL
CARNIVAL
WE'LL HAVE A GREAT TIME
WE'LL FLY THE FERRIS WHEEL
TO THE MOON
AT THE CARNIVAL
CARNIVAL
I'LL BE YOUR SCARECROW
WE'LL DRIVE YOUR FATHER'S CAR
DOWN THE ROAD
AT THE CARNIVAL
CARNIVAL
YOU'RE ON MY LAST NERVE
I'LL BE YOUR HUMMINGBIRD
YOU SHALL SEE
AT THE CARNIVAL
CIGARETTE
WE'LL HAVE A QUICK DRAG
I'LL BOOT YOUR BONY ASS
TO THE MOON
AT THE CARNIVAL
LET'S BUST OUT OUR NEW PIANO
PLAY A TUNE IN THE CORNER OF YOUR SPINE
CHASE THE MOTH, MOTH, MOTHS AWAY
CHASE THE BLUE, BLUE, BLUES AWAY
AND TAKE ME TO THE CARNIVAL
SUPER FRIEND
I'D LIKE TO HEAR YOU
IT'D MAKE ME HAPPIER
THAN A CHILD
AT THE CARNIVAL
O' WHAT A NIGHTMARE!
I CAN'T BELIEVE WE GOT WARM BY A FIRE
FED WITH MY MANUSCRIPT
WHAT A NIGHTMARE
BUT YOUR HANDS LOOKED SO COLD
I WAS FEELING ASHAMED
SO I SET THEM AFLAME WITH A LIGHTER
AND I WILL BE CALM
WHILE YOU'RE BLOWING YOUR STACK
MY BABY DOES NOT WANT ME BACK
I CAN'T BELIEVE WE GOT STUCK IN THIS HOLE
THIS WHOLE PARTY'S A BORE
WHAT A BUMMER
WHEN WE FINALLY GREET EARTH
WHEN WE'RE ON OUR HOME TURF
I'M GON’ THROW SUCH A BEAUTIFUL RAGER
AND I WILL HAVE FUN
WHILE YOU'RE BEING A DRAG
MY BABY DOES NOT WANT ME BACK
AND I'M FLYING AROUND
HEAD OVER HEELS
SOMEHOW
FIRE, FIRE, EVERYWHERE
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, OH
WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, OH
AND I WILL BE CALM
WHILE YOU'RE BLOWING YOUR STACK
MY BABY DOES NOT WANT ME BACK
AND I'M FLYING AROUND
HEAD OVER HEELS…
HELLO VAGINA
COKE BOTTLE GLASSES
TV SCREEN
I AM YOUR MOTHER
AMY
THIS IS THE END OF BOLLYWOOD
I AM YOUR RIGHT HAND
I AM YOUR BEST MAN
I AM, I AM, I AM
MYSTERIOUS BRUISES
WHISKEY SMILE
I AM YOUR MONKEY
STAY A WHILE
I AM REBORN, YOUR FAVORITE SON
I AM REBORN HARD
BLOWN THROUGH YOUR BACKYARD
I AM, I AM, I AM
I AM THE WAY
TO HEAVEN’S GATE
SO POUR ME A DRINK
‘FORE WE FLY AWAY
I AM YOUR RIGHT HAND
I AM YOUR BEST MAN
I AM YOUR RIGHT HAND
I AM YOUR BEST MAN
I AM A LIGHTNING ROD
I'LL BE YOU
YOU'LL BE TALKIN' TO
A FLOWERPOT
BUT THAT'S HARDLY WORTH A THOUGHT
OR A PLAGUE OF FROGS
WE WILL VOMIT UP
OUR CHICAGO LUCK
AND WE WILL DANCE
ON BROKEN SHEETS OF GLASS
TO MAKE OUR POINT
AND IF THIS TOWN SEEMS TOO BIG
IF THE TRAFFIC FREAKS YOU OUT
I WILL BE YOUR LIGHTNING ROD
DELIVERIN’ SOUND TO YOU
HE'S A CHARMING WRECK
AND HE'S A HANDSOME WRECK
THE KIND OF RAT
THAT TOOK MY WOMAN BACK
TO HIS PAD
AND I'M NOT TRAVELIN'
AND I'M NOT SLEEPIN' IN
THE CLOTHES I WORE
A HUNDRED TIMES OR MORE
AND IF THIS TOWN SEEMS TOO BIG
IF THE TRAFFIC FREAKS YOU OUT
I WILL BE YOUR LIGHTNING ROD
DELIVERIN’ SOUND TO YOU
AND WHAT WILL I DO
WHAT WILL I DO
WHEN MY NERVES GET
TOPSY-TURVY
I'LL BE YOU
IF YOU WANT ME TO
I'LL CLEAN YOUR CLOCK…
AND IF THIS TOWN SEEMS TOO BIG
AND THE TRAFFIC FREAKS YOU OUT
I WILL BE YOUR LIGHTNING ROD
DELIVERIN’ SOUND
I CAN SEE BENEATH YOUR SKIN
IT REALLY FREAKS ME OUT
I WILL BE YOUR CAMERA FLASH
DELIVERIN’ SUNBEAMS
LOVE SONG FOR A SCHUBA'S BARTENDER
HANG THAT WREATH SO I CAN
HAVE A HAPPY NEW YEAR
YOU'RE SO PRETTY
PEOPLE ENVY YOU
CAN YOU TIE A TIE
YOU'RE THE REASON
CHILDREN TURN TO DOPE
POUR MY DRINK SO WE CAN
HAVE OURSELVES A GOOD TIME
YOU'RE THE REASON
PEOPLE LOSE THEIR MINDS
WHEN THEY'RE ALL AROUND YOU
AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE
MARIEL'S BRAZEN OVERTURE
NOW THAT WE HAVE EXPIRED
I SHOULD BE HONEST
MARY I WAS UNFAITHFUL
TO YOU AND IT KILLS ME
AND I HAVE A SON
WHO I'VE NEVER MET
MARTIN YOU CAN BE HONEST
WITH ME IF YOU WANT TO
I DON'T WANT YOUR DEVILS
TO HOLD ME AND HAUNT ME
‘CUZ I HAVE A LOVE
FOR YOU THAT'S ABSURD
FOR EIGHTY MILES, OH HOW WE DROVE
I DROVE, YOU DROVE
WE DROVE TOGETHER
FOR EIGHTY MILES, PUFFING OUR SMOKES
I SMOKED, YOU SMOKED
WE SMOKED TOGETHER
BUT YOU LOVED ME
YES I LOVED YOU
FOR SEVEN DAYS, OH, HOW WE DRANK
I DRANK, YOU DRANK
WE DRANK TOGETHER
AT ROADSIDE PUBS IN THE RAIN
I DRANK, YOU DRANK
LET'S DRINK TOGETHER
BUT YOU NEED ME
YES, I NEED YOU
MARIEL, SOMEONE'S BLEEDING THE WALL
THE HOUSE IS BEGINNING TO CRUMBLE
THE BABY’S ON FIRE
OH DEAR, THE ZEBRAS SCALING THE ROOF
THE MICE ARE BEGINNING TO SCATTER
OH MARY
YOU TIED MY SHOES FOR ME
YOU TIED THEM TIGHT
BUT THE ROOF BLEW OFF
AND YOU FELL OUT OF LOVE
I WASTED TIME ON YOU
I WASTED SOCKS
BUT THE SUN WENT DOWN
AND I FELL OUT OF LOVE
MARIEL WOULD YOU LOVE ME
IF I WAS A LIAR
THERE'S TALK OF MINE SHAFTS
THERE'S TALK OF MINES WHERE WE CAN HIDE
THERE'S ROOM FOR YOU AND ME INSIDE
OH MARIEL, SWEET APPLE PIE
YOU CAN'T BE SHY OR CLOSE YOUR EYES
YOU TALK OF MINES WHERE WE CAN HIDE
UNTIL THE BOMBS AND FLOODS SUBSIDE
BUT THAT HOLE'S A DRAG, IT'S NOT MY BAG
IT'S DARK AND COLD, IT SMELLS LIKE MOLD
‘CUZ THERE'S A WORLD BENEATH THE EARTH
IT DEALS IN BLOOD AND LIVES IN DIRT
BUT WE'LL ESCAPE BIBLICAL FATE
YEAH WE'LL BE SAFE IN A MINER'S GRAVE, OH
A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID
SARA SETTLE DOWN
PUT YOUR HELMET ON
WALK THROUGH STREETS OF GOLD
WITH CIGARETTES YOU HAND-ROLLED
I DON'T KNOW YOU
AND I DON'T OWE YOU A DAMN
BUT I SMILE SO HARD IT HURTS
JUST WHEN THINGS GET WORSE
YOU SAID YOU’D WOKEN FROM A DREAM
ABANDONED BY YOUR MOTHER
COULD THIS BE
SATAN, SETTLE DOWN
KEEP YOUR TROUSERS ON
YOU CAN WARM THE GLOBE BUT LEAVE MY WRETCHED SOUL ALONE
I DON'T KNOW YOU
AND I DON'T OWE YOU A THING
BUT THE CHILDREN LOSE THEIR MINDS
IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES
I'VE AWOKEN FROM A DREAM
SURROUNDED BY MY LOVERS
WOE IS ME
AND A HUNDRED THOUSAND TIMES A DAY
THE YELLOW LIGHTS TURN RED
AND A HUNDRED THOUSAND MILES AWAY
I'M TURNING MYSELF IN
OH CHRIST I AM
SARA SETTLE DOWN
PUT YOUR HELMET ON
WALK THROUGH STREETS OF GOLD
WITH CIGARETTES YOU HAND-ROLLED
I DON'T KNOW YOU
AND I DON'T OWE YOU A THING
BUT THE CHILDREN LOSE THEIR MINDS
IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES
THE CHILDREN LOSE THEIR MINDS
IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES
IN SUCH UNCERTAIN TIMES
GERMAN MOTOR CAR
WELL IT SURE FELT NICE GETTING RIPPED APART
IN THAT JUNKED OUT GERMAN MOTOR CAR
I'VE GOT YOU
WELL THE ROBOTS CLEANED AT ALARMING SPEED
ALL THE BEDROOM SHEETS AND THE TV SCREEN
WITHOUT YOU, I HAVEN'T A THING TO DO NO MORE
THIS IS HOW YOU DITCH
SOMEONE THAT DRIVES
YOU MAD
WELL I STRUGGLED AND SWAM IN A PANICKED SEA
I HAD A BACKYARD GANG AND I DRESSED IN GREEN
AND I HAD YOU
SO I NEVER HAD THE BLUES
NOT ME
THIS IS HOW YOU DITCH
SOMEONE WHO DRIVES
YOU MAD
SO I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL
AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL
I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL
AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL
WELL IT SURE FELT NICE GETTING RIPPED APART
IN THAT JUNKED-OUT GERMAN MOTOR CAR
I'VE GOT YOU
SO I NEVER HAD THE BLUES
NOT ME
THIS IS HOW YOU DITCH
SOMEONE THAT DRIVES
YOU MAD
SO I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL
AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL
I WILL SIT RIGHT DOWN AND STARE AT THE WALL
AND PRAY THAT YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE YOUR PHOTO AT ALL
COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES
OH GOD DELIVER ME
FROM MY ENEMIES
THESE WOMEN IN GREEN
WINTER COATS
WORKING FOR A TIP
DON'T PAINT YOUR LIPS
AND DON'T BITE, I'M BATING YOU
AND DON'T CRY, ‘CUZ THEY WANT YOU TO
MAMA, I'M SLEEPING IT OFF
WORN THIN FROM RED LIGHTS AND SCOTCH
HOW I HATE BEING CROSS
BUT YOU SHOULD HOLD YOUR BOOZE
PLEASE DON'T DROP BOMBS ON ME
I BEG OF THEE
JUST LEAVE ME IN PEACE
I HAVE COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES
OH LEMON EYES
OH MY GOD
AND DON'T SUCK YOUR GUT SO TIGHT
DON'T CUT YOUR HAIR SO NICE
MAMA, I AM SLEEPING IT OFF
WORN THIN FROM RED LIGHTS AND SCOTCH
HOW I HATE BEING CROSS
BUT YOU SHOULD HOLD YOUR BOOZE
DON'T BITE, I'M BEGGING YOU
DON'T LEAVE WHEN I CURSE AT YOU
AND MAMA, I AM SLEEPING IT OFF
WORN THIN FROM RED LIGHTS AND SCOTCH
HOW I HATE BEING CROSS
BUT YOU SHOULD HOLD YOUR BOOZE
MY BABY (SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF)
HARD TIMES
BAD BREAKS
MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF
YOU'RE STRIPPING NAKED
IN A HALLWAY
NOT A CARE IN YOUR HEAD
NO STRIP OF CLOTHING
NO COP INSIDE
I’D SAY YOU’RE DOIN’ ALL RIGHT, KID
YOU'RE A TOUGH CHICK
MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF
MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF, MOUTH OFF
COME OVER
AND CONVERT ME
LEAD ME STRAIGHT TO THE CROSS
YOU'RE GETTIN’ VULGAR
IN THE CHAPEL
PEOPLE ARE STARING AT YOU, PLEASE
GOOD GRIEF
MY BABY WANTS TO KILL ME
MY BABY WANTS TO KILL ME, KILL ME
HARD TIMES
BAD BREAKS
MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF
MY BABY SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF, MOUTH OFF
AS TALL AS CLIFFS
I TELL TALES TALL AS CLIFFS
YOU'VE GOT A LISP
KID, THOSE THINGS ARE HARD TO MISS
LIKE MY CRIPPLE COUGH
OR YOUR WEEKENDS LOST BY THE LAKE
WELL YOU SAID I NEEDN'T BE AFRAID
OF ALL THOSE DEVILS ON THE WALL
THAT MAKE A FELLA SMALL
WHEN HE'S FEELING BRAVE
YOU TAKE HIS WINE AWAY
THERE WERE POSTERS ON THE WALL
I SWEAR MY MOTHER SAW
THAT I'D BEEN UP ALL NIGHT
UP ALL NIGHT
AND YOU CAME WELL EQUIPPED
WITH A GUN ON YOUR HIP
AND SOME POISON ON YOUR LIPS
BUT WHEN WE WAKE UP
IN OUR MAKE UP
WE'LL BE CLEAN
AND WE WON'T HAVE NOWHERE TO BE
OH BUT I CAN'T TALK TO YOU
THE WAY I'VE WANTED TO
I'VE BEEN TELLING LIES
BUT I'LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH
OH I CAN'T TALK TO YOU
THE WAY I'VE WANTED TO
I'VE BEEN TELLING LIES
BUT I'LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH
DARLIN' I'M TIRED
AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN', LEAVIN’
YOU KNOW I'M TIRED
AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN'
LEAVIN' TONIGHT
DARLIN' I'M TIRED
AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN', LEAVIN’
YOU KNOW I'M TIRED
AND I SHOULD BE LEAVIN'
AND YOU'LL HANG LIKE THE REST
WE'LL LEAVE A NOOSE ON
THE ATTORNEY'S DESK
AND TAKE TO THE STREETS
CHANT LIKE AN ARMY
AND DOCTOR UP THIS DISEASE
BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING
CHILDREN, BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING
AND THE GIRLS ARE GETTING SICK
OFF HUFFING GLUE UP IN THE BATHROOM
WHILE YOUR BOYFRIENDS PICK UP CHICKS
AND DARLING I'M LOST
I HEARD YOU WHISPERING
THAT NIGHT IN FOUNTAIN SQUARE
THE TRASH FILLED STREETS MADE ME WISH WE WERE HEADED HOME
AND THERE WAS LOVE INSIDE THE BASEMENT
WHERE THAT WOMAN USED TO LIE
IN A SLEEPING BAG WE SHARED
UPON THE FLOOR MOST EVERY NIGHT
AND DARLING I'M DRUNK
AND EVERYTHING THAT I HAVE LOVED HAS TURNED TO STONE
SO PACK YOUR BAGS AND COME BACK HOME
AND I'M WASTED
YOU CAN TASTE IT
DON'T LOOK AT ME THAT WAY
‘CUZ I'LL BE HANGING FROM A ROPE
I WILL HAUNT YOU LIKE A GHOST
AND IF MY WOMAN WAS A FIRE
SHE'D BURN OUT BEFORE I WAKE
AND BE REPLACED BY PINTS OF WHISKEY
CIGARETTES AND OUTER SPACE
THEN SOMEBODY MOVES
AND EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD WILL GO TO SHIT
WELL WE'VE GOT A LOT
DON'T EVER FORGET THAT
AND I WROTE THIS ON AIRPLANE
WHERE THE PEOPLE LOOKED LIKE EGGS (ANTS)
AND WHEN A WOMAN THAT YOU LOVED WAS GONE
SHE WAS BOMBING EAST JAPAN
AND DON'T FUCKING MOVE
‘CUZ EVERYTHING YOU THOUGHT YOU HAD WILL GO TO SHIT
WELL WE'VE GOT A LOT
DON'T YOU DARE FORGET THAT
AND I'M WASTED
YOU CAN TASTE IT
DON'T LOOK AT ME THAT WAY
‘CUZ I'LL BE HANGING FROM A ROPE
I WILL HAUNT YOU LIKE A GHOST
HOLY COW!
SETTLE DOWN, YOU'RE STARTIN’ TO FREAK ME OUT
AND COMB YOUR HAIR IF I'M TO TAKE YOU ANYWHERE
I'VE GOT IT MADE WHILE MY WOMAN IS AWAY
OFF TAMING GOATS WITH COMPASSION I SUPPOSE
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
HOLY COW, I WANT YOU TO GET OUT
AND TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS THAT I'M NOT MYSELF AGAIN
BUT I CAN'T TALK ‘CUZ I'D DO THE SAME TO YOU
NO, I CAN'T TALK ‘CUZ I'D UP AND WIG OUT TOO
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
JEN SINGS OF GROWING UP IN MONTANA
WHERE EVERYTHING WAS GREAT
AND THE PEOPLE KNEW YOUR NAME
ICING ON A YELLOW FROSTED CAKE
AND HOW YOUR MOTHER'S HEART DID BREAK
WHEN SHE FOUND US IN THE HALLWAY
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
YOU'VE GOTTA BELIEVE ME, BELIEVE ME
REAL NAKED GIRLS
REAL NAKED GIRLS
YOU COULD GO AROUND THE WORLD BUT I'VE BROUGHT THEM TO YOU
THEY HAVE REAL NAKED SKIN
THERE'S A PRIEST ON YOUR SHOULDER, DON'T BOTHER WITH HIM
'CAUSE THIS SKIN BELONGS TO YOU
SO USE IT AS YOU CHOOSE
OH YOUR BLUES
THERE WAS DARK CRIMSON BLOOD
IT HAD COVERED THE CARPETS, THE SCREAMS WERE DISTORTED
AND THAT OLD CHRISTIAN JUDGE
GAVE OUT FIFTY TO LIFE LIKE HE WAS HANDING OUT CHOCOLATE
BUT IT'S TOO LATE TO FLEE
BUT YOU CAN HELP ME BREATHE
THROUGH THIS GRUESOME SCENE
GRUESOME…
BUT IT'S TOO LATE TO FLEE
BUT YOU CAN HELP ME BREATHE
THROUGH THIS GRUESOME SCENE
GRUESOME SCENE
GRUESOME…
PAGES WRITTEN ON A WALL
CHOKING ON A BONE
SHE COMES WAND’RIN’ HOME
UP THE TWISTED STAIRWELL
THROUGH THE GREAT UNKNOWN
HOW WE GONNA WARM IF YOU ARE STEALING OUR LOGS?
AND WHO IS GONNA LOVE WHEN ALL THE LIQUOR IS GONE, GONE, GONE?
SCHEMING LIKE A RAT
SHE COMES CRAWLING BACK
BACK FROM SWEET CHICAGO
HOW WE GONNA WARM IF YOU ARE STEALING OUR LOGS?
AND WHO IS GONNA LOVE WHEN ALL THAT LIQUOR IS GONE, GONE, GONE?
LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE
WITH A TWO BY FOUR, ‘FORE WE GO
LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE
WITH A TWO BY FOUR
LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE
WITH A TWO BY FOUR, ‘FORE WE…
LET'S SETTLE OUR SCORE
WITH A TWO BY FOUR, ‘FORE WE…
I SAW YOU
OUT PAST TWO IN THAT RAGIN’ CAR
I SAW YOU
OUT PAST TWO IN THAT RAGIN’...
I SAW YOU
OUT PAST TWO IN THAT…
I SAW YOU
OUT PAST TWO
THE SHIVERS (I'VE GOT 'EM)
I CAUGHT A BAD CASE OF THE SHIVERS
I CAUGHT A BAD CASE OF THE BLUES
AND I'VE GOT SOME BAD NEWS FOR YOU
SOME BAD NEWS FOR YOU
I WAS IN TROUBLE WITH THE LAW
SERIOUS TROUBLE WITH THE LAW
AND I WANT TO GET YOU ALONE
PEEL OFF THE CLOTHES
EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS LIKE A WINE-GLASS
EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS…
EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS LIKE A WINE-GLASS
EVELYN, YOUR SPINE CRACKS…
I WAS THE LONELIEST CAPTIVE OF YOUR SILHOUETTE
AND I AM BUGGIN’, SO PASS ME THE SLUG
I WANT TO GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES, SPLINTER YOUR SPINE
I WANT TO GOUGE OUT YOUR EYES, SPLINTER YOUR SPINE
EVELYN, YOUR SKULL POPS LIKE A WALNUT
EVELYN, YOUR SKULL POPS…
EVELYN, YOUR SKULL POPS LIKE A WALNUT
EVELYN…
THE OCEAN (IS BLEEDING SALT)
STRUNG OUT DOWN IN A HOLE
AND THE OCEAN IS BLEEDING SALT DOWN THE MINE
SO I HID (SAT) AS ARMIES MARCHED
BUT YOU FOUND ME ALL TREMBLIN’ ASLEEP ON YOUR PORCH
AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING
NASHVILLE IS FORGOTTEN
MAMA AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING
NEW YORK IS THE OCEAN
BROOKLYN, QUIET AND COLD
WHEN THE BARS CLOSE
YOU'RE STUCK COUNTING CRACKS ON THE STREET
THEN WAR BREAKS AND YOU'RE SWINGIN’ A GUN
BUT WHEN THE BOMB DROPS
YOU'RE STUCK PICKING LEAD FROM YOUR TEETH
AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING
NASHVILLE IS FORGOTTEN
MAMA AND DON'T YOU CRY MY DARLING
NEW YORK IS THE OCEAN
STRUNG OUT DOWN IN A HOLE
AND THE OCEAN IS BLEEDING DOWN THE MINE
HIP HIP HOORAY
HIP HIP HOORAY
TALK TO ME
AND I'LL BE A SAINT
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES
GRAVE-STARVED GHOST
AND DON'T BE ASHAMED
IF I'M WATCHING
DON'T STOP TALKING
JUST START WALKING
YOU SAT AND STARED
AT YOUR GRANDMOTHER'S CHAIR
IN THAT FAVORITE ROOM
AND HE, DRUNKENLY
FIVE FOOT THREE
PRESSING ON YOU
OH DARLING
STOP TALKING
AND START WALKING
OH DARLING
STOP CRYING
AND START SMILING
A TANGLE OF BLONDE
EVERYTHING CHANGED THE DAY YOU LEFT
I PACKED UP A TRUNK, PITCHED A TENT ON YOUR STEPS
AND HELD MY BREATH, THE DAY YOU LEFT
EVERYTHING BLEEDS IF YOU POKE IT TOO HARD
WE BURIED THE CAT IN YOUR GRANDMOTHER’S YARD
AND HELD OUR WAKE FOR OLD TIME’S SAKE
THIS ISN’T WHAT I WAS TRYING TO DO
A TANGLE OF BLONDE, FACE DOWN IN MY ROOM
OH GOD SAVED THE BEST FOR LAST
ANIMAL EYES AND A BODY THAT LIES
A NIGHT BEHIND BARS AND A NIGHT
BUT YOU HELD YOUR TONGUE AND HAD A SON
THIS ISN’T WHAT I WAS TRYIN’ TO DO
A TANGLE OF BLONDE, FACE DOWN IN MY ROOM
OH GOD SAVED THE BEST
HEAVEN KNOWS WHAT WE WERE TRYIN’ TO PROVE
WHEN WE CREPT FROM THE HOUSE AND CLIMBED UP TO THE ROOF
OH GOD PLEASE MAKE THIS QUICK
BLUE COLLAR, RED LETTER
OH MY LOVE, SHE SLEEPS LIKE A DOG
SHE ROLLS IN THE SHEETS
SHE'S WHIMPERING THOUGHTS
AND IT SOUNDS LIKE A PRAYER
THAT SHE'S CURSING AT ME AGAIN
AND OH WE LIVE IN A BROKEN DOWN SHACK
ON GOVERNMENT CHEESE AND JACK KEROUAC
WE GOT NABBED WITH AN OUNCE
SO I SPENT THE NIGHT IN JAIL
SO LOVE, LET'S HANG OUR HEADS LIKE WE'RE DEAD
AND WAIT FOR THE POLICE TO LEAVE
‘CUZ IN MY HEAD
I'VE BEEN DROWNIN’, I'VE BEEN SHRIEK—
I WENT THROUGH THE ROOM WHEN I SPOKE TO YOU
ON AN EAST SIDE BAR IN A GUCCI MOON
OH WE ATE ALL WE COULD
AND THREW BACK THE REST TO THEM
SO WITH BOOTS WELL WORN AND THE THREAD COUNT POOR
AT AN EAST SIDE PARTY WE ENDURED THEIR SCORN
OH WE ATE ALL WE COULD
AND THREW BACK THE REST TO THEM
SO LOVE, LET'S HANG OUR HEADS LIKE WE'RE DEAD
AND WAIT FOR THE POLICE TO LEAVE
‘CUZ IN MY HEAD
I'VE BEEN DROWNIN’, I'VE BEEN SHRIEKIN’
OH MY LOVE, SHE SLEEPS LIKE A DOG
CAROLYN AND HEATHCLIFF
I’LL MAKE MY PLANS
COVER MY TRACKS
A FEW DEMANDS
BEFORE I COME BACK
DID YOU GET MY GHOST
OUT OF YOUR CLOTHES
DID YOU NAIL THEM ALL
TO YOUR BEDROOM WALL
IN THE MIDDLE OF MY DAY
I PLEASE THESE PIGS
IN THE MIDDLE OF CONFESSION
ATHEIST
AND I COULD TELL YOU
MY TWO CENTS ON WRECKIN’ HOMES
I COULD TELL YOU
MY TWO CENTS BUT WHAT’S THE POINT
‘CUZ THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN SAD
OH THIS HAS ALWAYS BEEN SAD
IN THE MIDDLE OF IT
A SNOW STAINED BLOUSE
WE WERE TOUCHING IN THE BASEMENT
OF YOUR FATHER’S HOUSE
AND I COULD TELL YOU
MY TWO CENTS ON BREAKIN’ HEARTS
I COULD TELL YOU
WHERE I WENT WHEN IT GOT DARK
OR HOW DEATH WILL COME TO ME QUICK
HOW DEATH WILL COME TO ME QUICK
AND ALL’S WELL WITH MY SOUL, OH GOD
IT’S A DULL FLASH LIKE LIGHT TO A BLIND MAN
AND ALL’S WELL WITH MY SOUL, OH GOD
FADE OUT, FADE OUT
AND DEATH WILL COME TO US QUICK
OH DEATH WILL COME TO US QUICK
AND WE WILL FADE OUT
WE WILL FADE OUT, OH
WE WILL FADE OUT
GIVE US BARABBAS
GIVE US DAN WHITE’S
HEAD ON THE PLATTER
WE SANG TO THE RAFTERS
‘TIL ALL THE SAINTS WELLED UP WITH TEARS
OH MOTHER DEAR
GIVE US MONEY
TO FILL OUR POCKETS
OH CARMEN’S LOCKED UP
BUT NO ONE KNOWS YOUR NAME BEFORE
OH WORTHLESS SAINT
GIVE ME DAN WHITE
SWINGIN’ FROM RAFTERS
AMIDST ALL THE LAUGHTER
YOUR HEART WILL BEAT AS ONE TONIGHT
OH WORTHLESS FIGHT
GIVE US BARABBAS
GIVE US BARABBAS
GIVE US BARABBAS
GIVE US BARABBAS
IF YA WANNA GO OUT
IF YOU WANNA GO OUT, I’LL GO
BUT I’D RATHER STAY HOME
SLEEP IN MY BED, SMOKE CIGARETTES
IF YOU WANNA BE MEAN, JUST KNOW
THAT TOMORROW I’LL GO
SLEEP IN THE CAR
AND HAUNT YOU BY DARK
WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT
YOU SHOULDN’T LIKE THAT
YOU SHOULD HAVE THE GOOD SENSE
TO REFRAIN FROM THIS
‘CUZ THEY DON’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO
LIKE I DO
IF YOU WANNA GO OUT, I’LL GO
BUT I’D RATHER STAY HOME
SLEEP IN MY BED, SMOKE CIGARETTES
IF YOU WANNA BE MEAN, JUST KNOW
THAT TOMORROW I’LL GO
SLEEP IN THE CAR
AND HAUNT YOU BY DARK
WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT
YOU SHOULDN’T TALK LIKE THAT
YOU SHOULD HAVE THE GOOD SENSE
TO REFRAIN FROM THIS
‘CUZ THEY DON’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO
LIKE I DO
WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE THAT
YOU SHOULDN’T TALK LIKE THAT
YOU SHOULD HAVE THE GOOD SENSE
TO REFRAIN FROM THIS
‘CUZ THEY DON’T KNOW YOU LIKE I DO
LIKE I DO
NO VASELINE
NO VASELINE
WHY DO YOU TREAT ME SO MEAN
I BELONG TO YOU
BUT I DON’T KNOW WHY I STILL DO
NO HEAVEN’S GATE
WHY THROW OUR MONEY AWAY
I WILL TAKE YOUR SIDE
AND TOWER OVER YOU LIKE A BURNING BUSH
FALL ON YOUR KNEES
PACK UP A SUITCASE AND LEAVE
BUT I’LL TRACK YOUR HIDE
THROUGH ISRAEL AND THE RED TIDE
NO HEAVEN’S GATE
I WON’T THROW MY MONEY AWAY
BUT I WILL TAKE YOUR HIDE
TO ISRAEL AND THE RED TIDE
PAYPHONE
WHEN IT FELL
ALL UNPLUGGING PHONES FOR WEEKS
BUT THEN IT HELPED
AND I COVERED MY HEAD WITH LEAVES
BUT JOLENE SAW ME PACING THE STREETS AFTER DARK
SHE ROLLED DOWN HER WINDOW, AND I GOT IN HER CAR
WE DROVE FOR AN HOUR THEN STOPPED AT THE BAR FOR DRINKS
THIS IS HELL
MY KIND IS A DYING BREED
AND I WILL KILL
THAT BASTARD BEFORE HE LEAVES
BUT YOU WAIT BY THE PAYPHONE FOR HOURS AT A TIME
I'M DYING OF THIRST SO PASS ME THE WINE
THIS IS ONLY A DREAM, YOU CAN WAKE UP ANY TIME YOU LIKE
SHOULD YOU TELL
OR LET ‘EM FIND OUT THEMSELVES
MADEMOISELLE
KEEP UNLOCKING DOORS, WELL
THAT'S WHAT I DO
HONEY YOU GET YOURS TOO
‘TIL I AM OLD, I WILL GO
AND SEE YOU THROUGH
BUT YOU WAIT BY THE PAYPHONE FOR HOURS AT A TIME
I’M DYING OF THIRST SO PASS ME THE WINE
THIS IS ONLY A DREAM, YOU CAN WAKE UP ANY TIME YOU’D LIKE
WHAT A WASTED LIFE!
WHAT A WASTED LIFE THAT I’VE BEEN LIVING IN
WHILE THE ARMY’S KICKIN ASS, THE FLOODS ARE MARCHING IN
SO WHILE MY MIND GOES 95 I’M DRINKIN’ ON A TRAIN
WHILE ALL THE POISON WASHES ALL THE HOMELESS DOWN THE DRAIN
AND IF THE MONARCHY’S GOTTA WASH THE CITY CLEAN
SO THEY’LL LOOK AS HANDSOME AS A PATCH OF SUNFLOWERS IN THE SPRING
YEAH, HONEY TOUCH ME, CAMELOT IS DROWNING AT MY FEET
HONEY KISS ME, I WILL BE THIS DYING CITY’S KING
I’VE GOT A KID AND I DON’T EVEN KNOW HIS NAME
BUT HIS MOM IS STUCK TO ME LIKE WALLS OF CELLOPHANE
OH HONEY PLEASE, I AM HEADED HOME
WITH A SECRET
HOT DAMN, HOLY SMOKE, THAT WOMAN IS A SAINT
AND I FEEL AWFUL ‘BOUT TWO-TIMIN’ HER TIME AND TIME AGAIN
NOW THE WORLD IS CRUMBLING HONEY JUST LIKE JESUS SAID
AND ALL THE INK IS RUNNING OUT OF MY ONLY FOUNTAIN PEN
AND THERE IS RIGHT AND WRONG AND THERE IS SOMETHIN’ IN BETWEEN
I’VE GOT RED BLOOD, HOT SKIN, AND THIS LIQUOR MAKES ME MEAN
OH MAMA TRUST ME, I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT HALF THIS MEANS
I’LL BE YOUR RED-BLOOD CANDLE WICK OR FIRECRACKER DREAM
AND I’VE GOT A KID AND I WAS NEVER TOLD HIS NAME
BUT HIS MOM IS STUCK TO ME LIKE ROLLS OF CELLOPHANE
OH HONEY PLEASE, I AM HEADED HOME
WITH A SECRET
A SECRET, ALL RIGHT
I’VE GOT A KID, HONEY TELL ME OF HIS NAME
AND HIS MOMMA’S STUCK TO ME LIKE ROLLS OF CELLOPHANE
OH HONEY PLEASE, I AM HEADED HOME
WITH A SECRET
WHISKEY JINGLE
I WOULD LOVE YOU
I COULD LOVE YOU
UNTIL I GO INTO THE GROUND
THE KING IS BACK
HERE I AM
AND I COULD LOVE YOU
I COULD LOVE YOU
UNTIL I GO INTO THE GROUND
THE KING IS BACK
WITH YOU
THE KING IS BACK
HERE I AM
SUPPLEMENTARY MATERIAL
A PROMO CD RELEASED BY EPIC RECORDS FEATURING BOTH ALBUMS ON TWO DISCS, THE ONLY TIME THEY HAVE EVER BEEN PACKAGED TOGETHER.
APPLE / BANDCAMP / DISCOGS / SPOTIFY
A 7-INCH VINYL SINGLE RELEASED BY EPIC RECORDS FEATURING A COVER OF MELANIE SAFKA'S "BRAND NEW KEY" AND AN ORIGINAL CALLED "JESUS CHRIST BLUES."
APPLE / BANDCAMP / DISCOGS / SPOTIFY
RECORDED BY NEIL STRAUCH, MIXED BY BRIAN DECK, MASTERED BY BERNIE GRUNDMAN. PRODUCED BY BRIAN DECK AND MARGOT & THE NUCLEAR SO AND SO'S. FEATURING RICHARD EDWARDS, ANDY FRY, CHRIS FRY, CASEY TENNIS, EMILY WATKINS, TYLER WATKINS, ERIK KANG, HUBERT GLOVER, KATIE TODD, & NEIL STRAUCH.
01. HOLY COW! (DEMO) / 02. BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING (DEMO) / 03. A TANGLE OF BLONDE (DEMO) / 04. AS TALL AS CLIFFS (DEMO) / 05. LOVE SONG FOR A SCHUBA'S BARTENDER (DEMO) / 06. CAROLYN AND HEATHCLIFFE (DEMO) / 07. I AM A LIGHTNING ROD (DEMO) / 08. PAYPHONE (DEMO) / 09. MY BABY (SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF) (DEMO) / 10. REAL NAKED GIRLS (DEMO) / 11. MARIEL'S BRAZEN OVERTURE (DEMO) / 12. GIVE US BARABBAS (DEMO)
LP LINER NOTES (FROM SRC-125):
ALL SONGS WRITTEN BY RICHARD EDWARDS (MICE AND MARGOT MUSIC, ASCAP). MOST OF THESE DEMOS WERE RECORDED BY TYLER WATKINS. MASTERED BY TYLER WATKINS AT "POSTAL RECORDING", INDIANAPOLIS, IN. COVER PHOTO, "FIRST DAY IN CHICAGO, ANIMAL!/NOT ANIMAL SESSIONS" BY STEPHANIE BASSOS SIEVERT. PROFOUND DISCOMFORT LOGO BY YAEL GREEN. ANDY AND EMILY FRY APPEAR ON "HOLY COW!"
JNR-177 (LP, CD), PANIC ATTACKS (LOW LEVEL BUMMER): ANIMAL!/NOT ANIMAL RARITIES
(PART OF THE BRIDE ON THE BOXCAR: RARE AND UNRELEASED 2004-2014)
(PART OF THE BRIDE ON THE BOXCAR: RARE AND UNRELEASED 2004-2014)
APPLE / BANDCAMP / DISCOGS / SPOTIFY
PANIC ATTACKS (LOW LEVEL BUMMER) LINER NOTES FROM THE BRIDE ON THE BOXCAR
01. PIRATES / 02. A TANGLE OF BLONDE / 03. BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING (ALTERNATE) / 04. I GIT EVEN (DEMO) / 05. AS TALL AS CLIFFS (DEMO) / 06. MOONSHINE BABY (DEMO) / 07. CAM'S PIANO OPUS / 08. A CHILDREN'S CRUSADE ON ACID (ALTERNATE) / 09. WHISKEY JINGLE / 10. IF YA WANNA GO OUT (DEMO) / 11. BLUE COLLAR, RED LETTER / 12. COLD, KIND, AND LEMON EYES (DEMO) / 13. NO VASELINE
EPIC 88697 34333 2 (CD), THE DAYTROTTER SESSIONS EP
APPLE / BANDCAMP / DISCOGS / SPOTIFY
01. BOOKWORM / 02. MY BABY (SHOOTS HER MOUTH OFF) / 03. BROADRIPPLE IS BURNING / 04. LOVE SONG FOR A SCHUBA'S BARTENDER / 05. I AM A LIGHTNING ROD
PERFORMED BY RICHARD EDWARDS, EMILY WATKINS, TYLER WATKINS, CHRIS FRY & ERIK KANG.
RECORDED, ENGINEERED, AND MIXED BY PATRICK STOLLEY AT FUTUREAPPLETREE. MASTERED BY GREG CALBI AT STERLING SOUND. COVER ILLUSTRATION BY JOHNNIE CLUNEY; ADDITIONAL ILLUSTRATION BY STACY NOVAK.