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Intro
01:43
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Welcome everybody, welcome to the show, we've come from such great distances to be here don't you know?
We'll try to entertain you then ask you what you think, and if you're feeling awkward, then I suggest you drink.
Ah but don't be alarmed we are good girls yes that's right,
but we like silly songs to take us through the night.
So sit back and relax, undo all your stress and don't forget tonight that B is for Baroness!
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Baroness
04:03
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Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven
She wore lights on her dress, alerting all the press, a punk rock fashion avatar, yeah.
She walked New York City, looking very pretty, vermilion in her hair, yeah.
Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven
A quintessential outcast, she had no need for the past, a natural futurist, yeah.
She spoke out against the war, stole items from the store, she jumped from the police car.
Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven
I like to go up tall buildings, I like to look down
I like to see little people, somewhere below me walking around
Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven
Wore tin cans on her chest, a canary in its nest, a non-acquieser, yeah.
Like you and me she turned and tossed, and she thought that she was lost, deserted by her lovers, yeah,
Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven
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I gagged as the tumbleweed rolled off my tongue and
Onto the highway as we drove along
Like our lost love it roamed the mesas
And hit all the cars from different places
It formed in my belly and grew into a tree
With tiny twigs poking out of me
Pieces broke off and fell in the soup
You swallowed them not knowing, ooooooh
I rolled you, you rolled me, tangled in the tumbleweed
We were pulling at our strings trying to knit each other free
From that human spoil, from that senseless debris
Pulling out of driveways and climbing out on peaks
Trying to make it all right but wasting all our weeks
I soaked up all that heat from those mineral springs
I couldn’t help but feel that I was bumping into things
That tumbleweed came towards me and it knocked me down
I slipped and I went tumbling back to town
I rolled you, you rolled me, tangled in the tumbleweed
The glow from the stove gave us a kind of home
With comforting sounds on the radio
We didn’t see it coming that tumbling weed
We were oh so happy and so alone
Disintegrated, obliterated,
Not much left but tiny traces
A million miles and still there are shadows,
Highs and lows of yesterday’s battles
I rolled you, you rolled me, tangled in the tumbleweed
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My House
03:43
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Write me a poem and make it long florid and lush
So I may linger on the words and dream I am resting
So Inviting
Say that you’ll stay and be here when I wake up
We’ll go down to the river and forge our way clear
To the other side of this place
Oh my love, I know this
I’m afraid to say it
Oh my love, I know this
Oh my love, oh my love
From your lips come no poems
And I sputter to fill the space
Waking from my reverie, quickly taking clean laundry
From the line you hung outside my house
My house, my open house
My house with room for two
My house with sliding doors
My house my house it could also be yours
Oh my love, I know this
I’m afraid to feel it
Oh my love, I know this
I’m afraid I know this I know this
Write me a poem and make it long florid and lush
So I may linger on the words and dream I am resting
So Inviting
To be open in this place
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Temporary Lover
03:46
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The first time we met, at a French banquet, I was lost, I didn’t have a clue
You were wearing a tux, in the hotel deluxe, and I was wearing baby blue
Then you asked me to sway, and I said okay, we danced together from dusk till two
I was caught unaware, I didn’t think I would care about someone so fun, so light, so new
You are no temporary lover don’t you see
Baby please, won’t you come home to me
We sailed every day in a great big bay, tacking to that rock-musette
You played the accordion, and I played the violin, and we sang a sweet duet
And while the sun went down, the gulls flew around, crying loudly it was no secret
When it was time to say goodbye, in that month on July, you called me petit chou, your love, your pet
You are no temporary lover don’t you see
I’m down on my knees, won’t you come home to me
Now you’ve sailed away, And I am left alone
It’s winter and the rains won’t stop, I’m soaking to the bone…and wondering
How would it be, would we be happy, together on that big bateau
Would you sing me a song, would we get along, Would we map our course below
Oh but I haven’t heard, not even a bird, Will tell me what I fear to know
That you’ve found a good girl, a diamond or a pearl, While I’m stuck on you and feeling so low
You are no temporary lover don’t you see
If you come home I will call you mon cherie
You are no temporary lover don’t you see
Won’t you come home to me, permanently
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In Love Again
04:09
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I woke up this morning and I held my head, the bills are stacked so high
You called on Monday and I can’t figure out, how all this time flew by
Clearly, we’re not meant to be but please remind me
How your jokes and post-it notes were not enough to see our love through
It’s funny how in retrospect our love seems so tall
But at the time it might have been nothing really at all
Clearly, we’re not meant to be but, please remind me
How your jokes and post-it notes were, not enough to see our love through …but I really want to be
In love again, it’s how I want to be, in love again, it’s how I want to feel
In love again, it’s how I want to be, in love again
We talked about our lives since then, now I can only see your face
I’m starting again and I’m finding friends but no one is worth the chase
Clearly, we’re not meant to be but, please remind me
How your jokes and post-it notes were, not enough to see our love through …but I really want to be
In love again, it’s how I want to be, in love again, it’s how I want to feel
In love again, it’s how I want to be, in love again
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Too Old For You
02:07
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Come a little closer I think you’re so fine
If we got together we’d have a real good time
But I’m too old for you, yeah I’m too old for you, oh I’m too old for you
If you were much older we could take a ride
Your parents wouldn’t worry they’d say it’s all right
But I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you
And I think you look kinda cute when you sweat oh yeah
I think you look kinda cute in my net oh yeah
If you were my captain we could hang around
You could take me sailing and later back to town
But I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you
If you were my boyfriend you could stay all night
But you are just a school boy practicing your lines
But I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you
Come a little closer, baby, I think you’re so fine.
If we got together, baby, we’d have a real good time
But I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you, I’m too old for you
Come a little closer baby, I think you’re so fine
If we got together we’d have a real good time
I’m not too old for you, baby, you’re real cute
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Bad Haircut
02:43
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If I had a million minutes, I couldn’t finish my homework and
If I had a million bullets, I couldn’t kill the pain inside my head, oh I’m dead
Oh I don’t wanna go to school today, I’d rather stay in bed
Oh I don’t wanna go to school today my hair cut is bad, my hair cut is bad, oh I’m mad, and sad
If I had a million dollars, I’d buy everybody some coffee, and
If they had a lot of homework, they could drink some coffee and stay up late and study
Oh I don’t wanna go to school today, I’d rather stay in bed
Oh I don’t wanna go to school today my hair cut is bad, my hair cut is bad, oh I’m mad, and sad
I don’t wanna have to go to school, I’d rather stay home and cook some food
I don’t wanna have to go to school, I’d rather stay home and eat tofu
One hundred pages of history, I can’t get those dates straight
Argentina, Peru, and Chile, all were liberated by that same San Martin oh you’re my dream
Oh I don’t wanna go to school today, I’d rather stay in bed
Oh I don’t wanna go to school today my hair cut is bad, my hair cut is bad, oh I’m mad, and sad
I'm mad and I'm sad and I'm mad and I'm sad, I'm mad and I'm sad and I'm mad and I'm sad
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Fiction Addiction
03:09
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I opened my eyes real early today, I had the feeling that I wanted to stay there
So I looked up at the ceiling, ‘til the feeling went away
I walked outside and the sun was so bright, not too long ago, it had been night
The dogs of time were chasing me down and I wanted to fight it
Should I go left or right or should I stay on target?
Stories that I know so well, I like to tell, but they’re a fiction
The phoenix and the unicorn, like uniforms become an addiction
I met a man on a train outa town, he looked me up and he looked me down
He said “in the end you’ll find all that’s pink turns to brown”
Well that stumped me and I turned my head, I had the idea to go back to bed
I checked my pockets … all I heard was this sound
Sometimes in the summer time I can go along and try to pretend
It’s all as it’s supposed to be, a book’s a book, a tree’s a tree
And that’s the end, … of the story, but not really
I opened my eyes real early today, I had the feeling that I wanted to stay there
So I looked up at the ceiling, ‘til the feeling went away
Stories that I know so well, I like to tell, but they’re a fiction
The phoenix and the unicorn, like uniforms become an addiction
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A Very Good Time
04:26
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Once we were so happy our lives were intertwined
We’d dance to reggae, then drink herbal tea to unwind
Once we were so happy, our lives were intertwined
We’d go and see the lights in Griffith Park at Christmas time
You took me to Downey once to get my window fixed
I drew you up a nice hot bath when you were getting sick
And didn’t we have a very good time
Once we were so happy our lives were intertwined
We’d go on walks and help the people who were in a bind
Once we were so happy our lives were intertwined
We’d talk about the news and sing songs to ease our minds
I took you to the beach when you flew in from the bay
You gave me a red butterfly, I wore it every day
And didn't we have a very good time.
These are pictures of you, they are the pictures I choose, it’s not any news, that when your house is dark as night all you can think to do is let in the light…
AY DE MI! AHORA QUE ESTOY SOLA! Y EL, SE FUE CON OTRA MUJER! POBRE DE MI! AY DE MI! PODRE DE MI! AY DE MI, POBRE DE MI!
These are pictures of you, they are the pictures I choose, it’s not any news, that when your house is dark as night all you can think to do is let in the light and open up a window
Once we were so happy, our lives were intertwined
We’d sit through scary movies, scream and cover up our eyes
Once we were so happy, our lives were intertwined
It’s why it was so difficult for us to say goodbye
It’s nice to get your postcards, I trust you’re doing well
Now here’s my postcard back to you with rainbows, and bells
Didn't we have a very time?
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Molly White Los Angeles, California
I write witty songs for the whimsical. I play instruments and I sing. I also teach others how to do these things, especially the little ones whose hearts are ready and fingers wise.
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