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Androgynous (original by P.Westerberg/The Replacements)Here comes Dick, he's wearing a skirt Here comes Jane, y'know she's sporting a chain Same hair, revolution Same build, evolution Tomorrow who's gonna fuss ? And they love each other so Androgynous Closer than you know, love each other so Androgynous Don't get him wrong and don't get him mad He might be a father, but he sure ain't a dad And she don't need advice that'll center her She's happy with the way she looks She's happy with her gender Mirror image, see no damage See no evil at all Kewpie dolls and urine stalls Will be laughed at The way you're laughed at now Now, something meets Boy, and something meets Girl They both look the same They're overjoyed in this world Same hair, revolution Unisex, evolution Tomorrow who's gonna fuss ? And tomorrow Dick is wearing pants And tomorrow Janie's wearing a dress Future outcasts and they don't last And today, the people dress the way that they please The way they tried to do in the last centuries Fuzz Are Down (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)Into the shattered heart of this city it's a one-way ride And one more time is good enough for me You're not your mother's son now, it's a pity Pack your shame and roll towards all the finest phonies you can see On and on it goes, down the rabbit hole, prescription's getting low Here it comes... Feels like dying Cut 'em all down Fuzz are down It's the things that start spontaneous that end in the same way I just need something that don't need me Run amok for a rush Safe and unsound, Only found this crutch Here it comes...Paralyzing So No-Ho, check and mate, rock the boat but don't make waves Up is down, right is wrong, how long now has it been this gone? It's all the same to me, So fake it baby I Don't Have An Excuse I Just Need A Little Help (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)Don't know where we're going Forgot where I came from Idle eyes compromise Over, out, and done But believe when ya hear of my dyin' It's from seein' what that curtain's been hidin' But put me in my will, me in my will And leave nothin' for ya, my friend Does anyone else here fear what we've become? It might be wise to shield your eyes from the sun of perdition Check the receipts for the friends you buy You don't get no refund, cos you bought your own lies Ain't it strange how ya find it surprising when your regard starts declining? And the hole that ya still scream can't be filled couldn't be any more boring It's better to bitch and moan 'til you're gray, than to burn out and fade away I want off, stop the ride Thank you, good buy In With The Out Crowd (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)Get crushed by humanity Embrace mediocrity It don't take a lot to get the plot unraveled in this town Could someone please kill the DJ, the endless fakes, and maybes? Way down in the water, wanna see 'em all drown "We're all gonna make it!" How long have ya waited? God plays dead here... Oh Lord! Stuck in L.A. again Take it back, or break it I expect an apology What we need is a mutiny, and throw these transplant tragedies in the lost and found It keeps creeping in off the freeway... These never been-has been babies A bit of comfort comes from knowing all that goes up must come down I kinda don't want it I kinda want in with the out Take it back I'm praying that this town, and that sound, will burn down, and then drown This town... Frown Town Do ya got nothing to say? Do ya wanna spread it around? Jenny Artichoke (original by Kaleidoscope, 1968)Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat down by the sea with her baby And she didn't know much about anything, but she was, oh, so nice to me Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat, dressed like a queen, you should have seen And she didn't care much about anyone, but she was, oh, so nice to me Jenny, climbing up a flagpole, Jenny, looking through a porthole Jenny with her hair of fire, how could anyone ever pass by her? Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat, heavens above, she was in love And I didn't give a care about anything, but she was, oh, so nice to me Jenny, climbing up a flagpole, Jenny, looking through a porthole Jenny with her hair of fire, how could anyone ever pass by her? Jenny, Jenny Jenny with her hair of fire, how could anyone ever pass by her? Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat down by the sea with her baby And she didn't know much about anything, but she was, oh, so nice to me Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat, dressed like a queen, you should have seen And she didn't care much about anyone, but she was, oh, so nice to me Jenny, climbing up a flagpole, Jenny, looking through a porthole Jenny with her hair of fire, how could anyone ever pass by her? Jenny, Jenny Jenny with her hair of fire, how could anyone ever pass by her? Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat down by the sea with her baby Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat, dressed like a queen, you should have seen Jenny Artichoke lived in a boat, heavens above, she was in love Jenny Artichoke lived by the sea, Jenny Artichoke said she loved me L.A. (original by Neil Young)In a matter of time, There'll be a friend of mine Gonna come to the coast, You're gonna see him Up close for a minute or two While the ground cracks under you. By the look in your eyes You'd think that it was a surprise But you seem to forget Something somebody said About the bubbles in the sea And an ocean full of trees. And you now, L.A. Uptight, city in the smog, city in the smog. Don't you wish that you could be here too? Don't you wish that you could be here too? Don't you wish that you could be here too? Well, it's hard to believe So you get up to leave And you laugh at the door That you heard it all before Oh it's so good to know That it's all just a show for you. But when the suppers are planned And the freeways are crammed And the mountains erupt And the valley is sucked Into cracks in the earth Will I finally be heard by you. L.A. Uptight, city in the smog, city in the smog. Don't you wish that you could be here too? Don't you wish that you could be here too? Don't you wish that you could be here too? Make You Crumble (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)You disguise ugly with a curtsy Do you have some lies maybe you'd loan me? But dawn only shines light upon the trouble And all you ever wanted will make you crumble Turn off the sun, and turn on the scum Ya lookin for numb? Then do what we done... Feelin' alright Even a broken clock is right twice a day So spare no blushes now, it's never too late Turn off the sun, and turn on the scum Ya lookin for numb? Then do what we done... Go hit the lights Look what we found Look at you now We'll make it somehow Make it somehow... Some, none, numb "All's fair in war and love", they say They say, "A man: He needs a maid" Let's meet halfway to judgement day to make you crumble There's only one place left to go Enjoy the trip, it's sweet and low Then spit a kiss to all ya know who make you crumble Pioneers Get Shot With Arrows (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)And they said: "Ain't your son that blasphemer? Don't kill him, he's just the messenger We suggest that you run and hide From the things that we told you never try Don't he know what he's doin' to his mother?" Alright, alright, they say: "What a shame" You can come along on a high horse ride You won't really live, but at least you'll never die But it ain't like what they told Pioneers get shot with arrows Stay right there, it leads no further All I hear is: "Heaven help me!" She's trying to save the face of the family Lay down in your bed of lies Hang your head low and just be polite To everyone who calls you a sinner No end in sight Out of sight and out of mind Are we getting left behind? Just shut yer mouth, and don't ask why We are running out of time Rebel Hiss (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)It's that funny little feeling I haven't shook off yet Don't wanna try, don't wanna die, don't know what to do instead Cos it's much more entertaining to just watch the puppet show Where they force your hand to make you a man, then say, "Don't be a hero" Forgot for what I'm searching, the devil may not care I've been everywhere, and it ain't out there, but I can hear the rebel hiss, and it says... "We don't owe what you said It don't show what we know Choose your side, don't forget We outgrow overthrow" Every waking moment spent plotting out the way, Count back the years, dry off the tears, your life has slipped away So be careful what you wish for, cos it just might come true You've got a taste, now you have to face just what's become of you, now say... Who said, who said, who said they know ? Know ? No Can you save me in my heyday ? Someone's Coming (original by The Who)Goodnight baby, Someone's a-comin', someone's a-comin', Goodnight baby, Gotta get a-runnin', gotta get a-runnin'. Your father doesn't like me, Told you that you couldn't see me any more, That's why we meet in secret, That's why we're hiding here. Goodnight baby, Same time tomorrow, same time tomorrow, Goodnight baby, See you here tomorrow, see you here tomorrow. Your mother made you stay in, When she saw you going out with me, You'll say you'll take the dog out, Then you sneak out here to me. If your parents find you here, You're gonna get a hiding, gonna get a hiding, So I'll vanish, disappear, See you here tomorrow, see you here tomorrow. The Fool On The Pill (music and lyrics (c) Jubilee 2008)Always meant to be cool, end up acting the fool Sink inside the t.v., easy livin's for free Quiet just for the view, blown up like a baloon, and bending the rules Moderation is out Obsess and devour, Isolate by the hour Getting harder to please, disconnect guarantee ...And crashing at noon Now stick to the rules, just to feel used Go big just to lose, and change up the mood Where everything's blue, now so far removed It's over and out |
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Jubilee (ju.bi.lee), n. : 1. A rock'n'roll band from L.A., Ca., currently composed of Aaron North (vocals, guitar), Tony Bevilacqua (guitar, vocals), Jenni Tarma (bass), Troy Petrey (drums.)2. Jubilation; rejoicing. 3. A season or an occasion of joyful celebration. 4.a. A specially celebrated anniversary. b. The celebration of such an anniversary. |
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