By Jake Parker
Here's one: The Sprout and the Bean by Joanna Newsom from her first album: The Milk Eye'd Mender.
A bit about her from Wikipedia:
Newsom's vocal style (in the November 2006 issue of The Wire she described her voice as "untrainable") has shadings of folk and appalachian shaped-note timbres. Newsom has, however, expressed disappointment at comments that her singing is "child-like." Some reviewers have stated that her voice is distracting in juxtaposition to her harp playing.
I say it's a sublime juxtaposition. I love all of her songs as they make for great drawing music. I must have listened to The Sprout and the Bean half a hundred times while making my comic The Robot and the Sparrow. I think it's the bedtime story quality to her songs that I love so much.
Lyrics:
I slept all day
awoke with distaste
and I railed,
and I raved
That the difference between
the sprout and the bean
is a golden ring,
it is a twisted string.
And you can ask the counsellor;
you can ask the king;
and they'll say the same thing;
and it's a funny thing:
Should we go outside?
Should we go outside?
Should we break some bread?
Are y'interested?
And as I said,
I slept as though dead
dreaming seamless dreams of lead.
When you go away,
I am big-boned and fey
in the dust of the day,
in the dirt of the day.
and Danger! Danger! Drawing near them was a white coat,
and Danger! Danger! drawing near them was a broad boat,
And the water! water! running clear beneath a white throat,
and the hollow chatter of the talking of the Tadpoles,
who know th'outside!
Should we go outside?
Should we break some bread?
Are y'interested?
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Song Share: Beds Are Burning
By Martin Gonzalez
Well some of you may recall these guys from back in the day and some may not. For me Midnight Oil has always been one of those bands that I wake one day with a chorus or a line playing over and over in my head. I have fond memories of putting their tape in and just jamming out. For all you youngin's that this thingy. Anyways, these guys are an Aussie band with like 10 axes to grind. They are very political and usually have a message to spread. Oh and fun fact their singer is about one steve tall (that's about 6'5"), he is very good and spreading messages.
Beds Are Burning by Midnight Oil
Lyrics:
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The fire will scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
we'r gonna give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
Well some of you may recall these guys from back in the day and some may not. For me Midnight Oil has always been one of those bands that I wake one day with a chorus or a line playing over and over in my head. I have fond memories of putting their tape in and just jamming out. For all you youngin's that this thingy. Anyways, these guys are an Aussie band with like 10 axes to grind. They are very political and usually have a message to spread. Oh and fun fact their singer is about one steve tall (that's about 6'5"), he is very good and spreading messages.
Beds Are Burning by Midnight Oil
Lyrics:
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The fire will scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
we'r gonna give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
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