New demo of a new song we originally recorded on 11-26-13. Comments are appreciated.
Lyrics: When I grow up I want to be a policeman
I'm gonna enforce the law best as I can
I want to be a policeman
I'm gonna hold your life in my hand
My mama taught me there's so much to be afraid of
My daddy showed me the necessity of tough love
But in my uniform they can't touch me
When I'm on the street there's no one above me
When I grow up I want to be a policeman
I'm gonna enforce the law best as I can
I want to be a policeman
I'm gonna hold your life in my hand
Don't try to talk to me about no constitution
In matters of civil law my gun is the solution
'Cause when I'm on the job I have to paint in broad strokes
That's why I keep my eye exclusively on black folks
We got so many laws you're bound to be breaking one or two
There's always an excuse if I decide to target you
When I light you up with my shotgun
Gonna show you how the motherfuckin' west was won
You won't get nowhere appealing to my senses
I am free to take a life and face no consequences
Replace my useless heart with a cheap piece of metal
I'll be the tin-star cowboy and you the fucking cattle
When I grow up I want to be a policeman
I'm gonna enforce the law best as I can
I want to be a policeman
I'm gonna take your life with my hand
I drive around and around this city
I saw the movie and I know how this will end
Everyone stays shackled to the machinery
Anyone who tries to run will never run again

when I grow up (demo)

This song is called "Compulsory Dance." It's about that obligatory office romance. When the person on the other side of the partition is the one you've been groping and kissing, it's time to start dancing like it's your last chance at success!

He's kind of a jerk, they say
But he gets along
He's stuck at work all day
She thinks it could work
But there's something wrong, it's wrong
They said "don't play around with him"
Now she's thinking and whenever she gets to thinking
She ends up saying "please don't do that anymore"
These are things you must ignore
You absolutely have to
Uh huh, you absolutely have to.
She's kind of a flirt, they say
But he thinks they're wrong
She spends her time alone
She's on the phone and she takes so long
To say the words that she would say 
If she could say the words she wants to say
Now he's thinking and whenever he gets to thinking
She ends up saying "please don't do that anymore"
These are things you can't ignore
But you absolutely have to
Uh huh, you absolutely have to.
You don't know what you're saying
'Cause you don't know what I'm thinking
You don't know what you're saying
Please don't do that anymore
But through no fault of your own
You absolutely have to
Uh huh, you absolutely have to.
Please don't do that anymore
These are things you must ignore
You absolutely have to
Uh huh, you absolutely have to.

Craig Casey-gtr, vocal, recording, mixing
Pratibha Gautam- vocal
David Schiller- vocal
Paul Martin- bass
Bravo Miller- drums

Written by Craig Casey


Compulsory Dance

Written by Pratibha Gautam

Lead vocal: David Schiller
Guitar, keyboard, vocal, recording, mixing: Craig Casey
Vocal: Pratibha Gautam
Bass: Paul Martin
Drums: Bravo Miller

Lyrics:

I rise every morning in a valley
I listen for your voice but it's gone
Each night before I lay down my head I pray
You'll come back the next day
But when I wake again you're still gone
The sun used to be my friend
I used to hope the days would never end
You brought such light into my life
My one love, my woman, my wife
Now the sun, the birds and the breeze
They just seem to tease me 
Such a beautiful day doesn't mean a thing
Without my lady
By my side, by my side, by my side
Come be by my side
By my side, by my side, by my side
Come stay by my side
If you should come back one day
I could rise up out of this valley
We could climb the heights of Mount Zion
I promise I'll always be your lion


In a Valley

LYRICS:
Every day the state of things makes us want to scream.
So we spin those screams into songs to sing.
Listen to me once and if you understand, 
you'll listen again and again.
Then we'll all scream together.
C'mon
Increased seismic activity
Booms from sea to shining sea
Hundreds of chemicals
Dumped into our water wells
WHY'S OUR WATER ON FIRE?
You fracking pack of liars!
Aint no Clean Water Act
Legal loopholes done fixed that
And that's that
This toxic swill will dissolve a fish's gills
So you corporate shills might as well tear up your wills
'Cause even your sons and daughters 
Are gonna need clean drinking water
But you frackers destroyed it all
Just to get your final bonus at the eve of the fall
New York City sitting pretty
Till they wage war in your reservoir
Wall St elite, you won't feel so fine now
Sipping on a poison Pelligrino
When it's all about the bottom line
By which this country is now defined
It's up to us draw the line
And shut down this fracking gas line
This toxic swill will dissolve a fish's gills
So you corporate shills might as well tear up your wills
'Cause even your sons and daughters 
Are gonna need clean drinking water
But you frackers destroyed it all
Just to get your final bonus at the eve of the fall

Words: Pratibha Gautam, Music: Craig Casey, 2014

Final Bonus LIVE

From the Prince Francis album "Open Eye LP", recorded in various houses around the island of Jamaica February 2010 and in our NY apartment in the couple months thereafter. This song was mixed in NYC by Cliff Ribeiro. Riddim by Craig Casey, lyric and vocal by Prince Francis. Musicians: Craig Casey: guitar, keyboard Kenji Tajima: drums Raymond Graham: percussion David "Bema Bass" Rajaonary: bass guitar Produced by Craig Casey.

World In Trouble

Fresh Juice Party's song to Michelle Obama to ask her to lobby the President, her husband, on behalf of women and children who are victims of wars they never asked for.
Lyics:
Women are citizens
Women have rights
Women in Afghanistan want to raise their children right
It doesn't matter what nation you're from
When mothers lose children to war
It hurts everyone
Women are citizens
Women have rights
Women in Palestine want to raise their children right
It doesn't matter what nation you're from
When mothers lose children to war
It hurts everyone
Women are citizens
Women have rights
Women in America want to raise their children right
It doesn't matter what nation you're from
When mothers lose children to war
It hurts everyone
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Woda (Vox)
Roma Mystery Woman (Violin)
Bema Bass (Bass)
Gil Alexander (Drums)
Craig Casey (Guitar, Keyboard)
Written by Craig Casey &amp; Pratibha Gautam c2011
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Fresh Juice Party: 2) Children To War

Every day the state of things makes us want to scream
So we spin those screams into songs to sing
Listen to this once, 
and if you understand you'll listen 
again and again
And then we will ALL scream together
Increased seismic activity
Booms from sea to shining sea
Hundreds of chemicals
Dumped into our water wells
Why is our water on fire?
You fracking pack of liars
Aint no clean water act
Legal loopholes done fixed that
And that's that.
This toxic swill
Will dissolve a fish's gills,
So your corporate shills
Might as well tear up your wills
Because even your sons and daughters
Are gonna need clean drinking water
But you fuckers destroyed it all
Just to get your final bonus at the eve of The Fall
New York City sitting pretty 
Till they wage war in your reservoir
Wall Street elite, you won't feel so fine, no
sippin' on a poison Pellgrino!
But when it's all about the bottom line
By which this country is now defined  
It's up to US to draw the line
To shut down this fucking gas line! 
This toxic swill
Will dissolve a fish's gills,
So your corporate shills
Might as well tear up your wills
Because even your sons and daughters
Are gonna need clean drinking water
But you fuckers destroyed it all
Just to get your final bonus at the eve of The Fall
---
Lyrics: Pratibha Gautam Music: Craig Casey Performed, recorded, mixed by Craig Casey in his mother's spare bedroom. Thanks, Mom!


Final Bonus (demo)

Lyrics by: Pratibha Gautam
Music by: Craig Casey
Performed and recorded by Fresh Juice Party.
Lyrics:
Not so quik, Nestlé
Pilfering our aquifers
For pennies on the dollar
Sweetheart deals on our waterfalls
Till every drop is bottled
No corner of the globe is safe
From corporate privatization
Steal our water then sell it back
The bottom line is profit margin
You don't care there's a drought
You say that water is not our right
It's for those who can afford to buy
What we all need to survive
Let them eat cake
As long as it's dry
Because the CEO won't bat an eye
As the children cry
out in thirst
in the worst
dry spell
we can remember
Not so quik, Nestlé
You may have made the devil's deal
But the people will not yield
Till we get back what's been ours for eons
And we'll see our reservoirs full again
To quench the thirst of the revolution
Not so quik, Nestlé
Because you'll have to fight me
And the millions you deprive
Of the liquid of life
We will crush you till you crunch under our feet
You'll be defeated
in this battle
Because no one here
wants your single use bottles
Not so quik, Nestlé 

Not So Quik (demo)

Written by Craig Casey & Donavan Francis c 2007. 
Recorded & produced by Craig Casey. Mixed by Cliff Ribeiro. Mastered by Spider.
Prince Francis-vocal
Erica Robinson-vocal
David Spinley-saxophone
Kenji Tajima-drums
Baba Raymond-percussion
Bema Bass-bass
Craig Casey-guitar, keyboard
Appears on the CD "Open Eye LP" available on iTunes & Amazon.

Prince Francis- Open Eye

by Fresh Juice Party This song was a Finalist in the Oaktown Indie Mayhem Music Festival, 2013
Lyrics:
We're here to ask you where you get your nerve
Feeding us monstrosities disguised as food
Prosecution is what you deserve
To pay back all the farmers you sued
You spray Roundup to kill the weeds
But the Roundup kills the crops too
Back at the lab you change the crops
To something that might kill you

We don't want no Monsanto
We don't want no GMO
Don't want no fish tomato
We don't want you in control

Agent orange, aspartame and astroturf
Anniston Creek, a landfill where you hid your dirt
DDT, PCBs and seeds that terminate
You monopolize and patent our fate
You spray Roundup to kill the cocaine
But the Roundup kills all kinds of plants
And the people of Colombia are poisoned
By our government

We don't want no Monsanto
We don't want no GMO
Don't want no fish tomato
We don't want you in control

Beyond all possible bounds of decency
You feed the world disease and lies
Then sprinkle it all with Nutrasweet
But it don't hide the taste of mass suicide
You spray Roundup to kill the weeds
But the Roundup kills the crops too
Back at the lab you change the crops
To something that might kill you

We don't want no Monsanto
We don't want no GMO
Don't want no fish tomato
We don't want you in control


Monsanto Monstruo

By Fresh Juice Party. Free Download!!!
Art by Elizabeth Bennett, courtesy of Artists Against Monsanto
This song was a FInalist for the Oaktown Indie Mayhem Music Festival in 2013! 
Lyrics:
We're here to ask you where you get your nerve
Feeding us monstrosities disguised as food
Prosecution is what you deserve
To pay back all the farmers you sued
You spray Roundup to kill the weeds
But the Roundup kills the crops too
Back at the lab you change the crops
To something that might kill you

We don't want no Monsanto
We don't want no GMO
Don't want no fish tomato
We don't want you in control

Agent orange, aspartame and astroturf
Anniston Creek, a landfill where you hid your dirt
DDT, PCBs and seeds that terminate
You monopolize and patent our fate
You spray Roundup to kill the cocaine
But the Roundup kills all kinds of plants
And the people of Colombia are poisoned
By our government

We don't want no Monsanto
We don't want no GMO
Don't want no fish tomato
We don't want you in control

Beyond all possible bounds of decency
You feed the world disease and lies
Then sprinkle it all with Nutrasweet
But it don't hide the taste of mass suicide
You spray Roundup to kill the weeds
But the Roundup kills the crops too
Back at the lab you change the crops
To something that might kill you

We don't want no Monsanto
We don't want no GMO
Don't want no fish tomato
We don't want you in control

Monsanto Monstruo (mp3 version)

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