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The Death of Comanche & Knox (2012)

by Julian Saporiti & Wes Langlois

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1.
La-da-da, that's all I can say... I was a boy, age 19 On the northern coast, I was magic, hot and green I found a family, I built a good machine I had the girl who kept her spirit clean Now all I can say is La-da-da... We set up camp under Lonely Falls I led the tramps, one by one, the wolf got us all I came back home, I found a place to read In history books, that's how I keep my spirit clean Now all I can say... On the stage and under lights Little sister by my side Little siser, when you cried Those Back Bay years we can't deny Things are wrong but we'll be alright La-da-da... I've loved one woman I've held the door I've loved one woman I've been loved by many more I loved one woman She was magic, hot and green I loved one woman I couldn't keep her spirit clean La-da-da, that's all I can say...
2.
I heard you’re back on the road I’ve been living with sin I had the trouble with girls I had the trouble with gin And you, Alabaster, are you righteous again? I haven’t found Jesus but I know where he swims Are you looking real hard? I ain’t lookin at all Then how you gonna find him? I hear he makes house calls Are you done with the days being the belle of the ball? I’ve been looking into how to get humble but tall Buster my boy Alabaster my friend Thought we were goners in Las Cruces Thought it might be the end You’re still cracked as a crawdad You’re still funny as a fox Here’s to the death of Comanche and Knox If you see my wife I’ll tell her you’re not dead Oh don’t do that, don’t wanna make her upset Just give her a rose, the nicest one you can get I’ll deliver your kiss with a marionette I guess that’s best Yes, let the old dogs lie Is there a pain in your chest Yes, but it helps to remind me Not to be cruel or take for granted the kind That’s the best guess you’ve had in some time Refrain Keep your head on your shoulders Where else would it be You’ve lost it before On Captain Conrad’s sea And what about you, where does your head be? On the lap of my lady, resting quiet and free
3.
Sister Shy 02:45
Catch a nod, fix of Novocain No one knows just how Norma died I quit the kid, I kicked the cowboy reign Sat down Indian style Grayscale, get gutted and laid I got old watching Nick at Night Walk by the Nickelodeon I haven’t sung in a while But I could be your new favorite band Sister Shy Loose change, I got lucky and drained I looked like a Looney Toon in those lights Big man with a baby face I was a wicked child Rear view, vault the videotape Too much value on ambitious verse A vicious friend living off the cape I got an earful from her Stack o’ books, shit I never read I buy more every week or so I guess I like the opportunity If only to blow Sister Shy sippin’ something strange What kind of music does sister like? I got a trio up in NYC Mr. Raderman keeps it tight I could be your new favorite band Sister Shy
4.
Loose lipped and counterfeit Where do I get off? I got a bad, bad cough She sneaks me peppermint leaves Long legs in canvas shoes She smiles at stares Works the triple dog dare Makes me a peppermint thief Bare belly and a funny scare A gulp of ice cube heat Breathe staccato beats Let the peppermint tease us Catholic school, no show and tell Stiff as a crucifix She plays such wonderful tricks She tastes like peppermint Jesus Try French. It isn’t hard The language or the kiss Think of all you’ve missed Kissing in English
5.
Your heart says old fashioned Your tongue not the same It's that new school refrain Counting your blessings Riding on a train Headed one of four ways So, you keep on trying Dying to live for yesterday So, you keep on dying Trying to live for better days Your mind's in recession Your heart's at the door As you stand on you parents' front porch The death of the party Came with a degree Just what were you paying them for? Refrain
6.
It don't matter if you're pretty or you're ugly It don't matter if you're pretty or you're ugly Cause we're all gonna die, we're all gonna die It don't matter if you're wealthy or you're needy It don't matter if you're wealthy or you're needy Cause we're all gonna die, we're all gonna die All that matters is that you know the savior All that matters is that you know the savior Gonna see him when you die Gonna see him when you die
7.
I saw the zebras at the zoo And they were African-American
8.
At the concert hall, everyone’s in stall With their arms down at their sides Dance until you die Drink the Dionysus wine Once in a while it’s ok to smile And step out of the crowd Do something bizarre Jumping jacks on cars Reset the gauge of the modern age On some random Monday night Start singing a song Get a stranger to sing along Take your sense of touch, babe, don’t think so much Call your best girl or your guy Pirouette on bars Hold dialogue with stars Every now and then forget your trends Walk threadbare through the woods Bare skin on the leaves Show your scars to the trees Don’t give another look into how-to books You can’t read yourself to right Dance until you die Don’t wast your time with Why Once in a while, it’s ok to smile And step out of the crowd Do something bizarre Jumping jacks on cars
9.
Montreal 02:10
I always had a thing for Montreal For a year in Cuba, I slept on leopard skin I put my money down on your wife to drown you But Cuban women, don't they take you in? There was no dice in the Cathedral So, me and Padre rang them bells til dawn Big orange sun putting citrus in my lungs Wake up, wake up Miss Melinda She cooked up a mountain of pecan pancakes I drained the syrup from the last Maple tree I chain-sawed a flower bed I threw them roses on your head Northern women, they hold you right
10.
Wild and lonely, the city has changed The buildings are gone or they ain’t the same I thought that I’d sung you for the last time But I still got this voice and you’re still on my mind Sand in your bedroom, a swish neath your feet Fix your makeup in the mirror, tap your toes to a beat From a hip slice of wax. I introduced you to cool Now, you’re too cool for me, hell, you’re too cool for cool Tell me, oh, tell me what must be done In July you’re high, in August you’re hung Tell me, oh, tell me with your sweet honest tongue Can you come back from hell, can you still be someone? My old lady saw you on TV last night Backing some country singer, second fiddle to the right I’m still holdin hope that you’ll grab the spotlight You still got that voice I'd pay to hear any night I’m strong like the musk ox, truth is I know him quite well I guess you go to Wyoming when you come back from hell Wild and lonely, no cities to save You wear a ten gallon hat, you’re either dead or you’re brave old lady saw Tell me, oh, tell me what must be done In July we were high, in August we're hung Tell me, oh, tell me with your sweet honest tongue Are you more than a muse? Can you still be someone? The answer is no, the answer is final Melt down the gold, melt down the vinyl Our song has been sung for the very last time But you still got that voice and I still got mine

about

Ran into old Wes at the 5 Spot after having not seen him for a year. Said he'd been on the road but was in town for a week. So, we did as we've done, going back to our Tower Records/Belmont Baseball days, and cut a record. Then he was back on the road.

Dedicated to days of St. Jule.

credits

released January 12, 2012

Julian Saporiti: Guitar, Vocals, Drums
Wes Langlois: Guitar, Vocals, Piano, Harmonica

Adrien Saporiti: Cover Art & Bass on "Sister Shy"

All songs written by J. Saporiti (West Meade Music, ASCAP) except "We're All Gonna Die" and "I Saw A Zebra At The Zoo" by W. Langlois and "One of Four Ways" and "Montreal," Words by Saporiti, Music by Langlois and Saporiti

Recorded at Sky Mountain Studios for DCXV Records, January 2012

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