(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, Bvs
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars
Daisy Palmer - Drums
Damien Fleau - Synth
Maxime Fleau - Bvs

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering

CAPTAIN FANTASTIC

You are a strange and magnificent creature
And you have enchanted me, completely
Captain Fantastic says life is elastic
Why measure tension, just be free

I was keeping secrets
They were hard to keep
A clear conscience is a soft pillow
And me, I can’t sleep

You are a strange and magnificent creature
And you have enchanted me, completely
Captain Fantastic says life is elastic
Why measure tension, just be free

I keep throwing coals into 
A runaway train and it is
Dragging me to hell but you
Love me all the same

I don’t have that kind of energy anymore
For hiding credit cards and locking the front door
Captain Fantastic says it’s easier to join in
You stop kicking against the grain
And just accept being human


06 Captain Fantastic

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella/Kim Jenkins)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Keys, Bvs
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitar, Keys
Daisy Palmer - Drums
Paul Desrosiers - Spoken words

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


BICYCLE GIRL

Is she the girl of the year?
Is she a youth-Quaker?
She’s got pink leotards
And her ears hang chandeliers

Did you see the shape of her legs,
as she rode through LA?
I saw the shape of her smile
She knows

Bicycle Girl
Is gonna rule the world

Who’s really steering this ride
I see she’s pedalling hard
But the camera man’s eyes
Are zooming in on her thighs

And it’s just no surprise
She says these stories aren’t lies
None of these stories are lies
Bicycle Girl doesn’t lie

Bicycle Girl
Is gonna rule the world

And stepping out from melody’s curtain, feeling blessed and ridiculous, used and uncertain; I was hungry again for my daily bread. 
I could have gone elsewhere; gone inwards instead. 
Or to the Lord’s Prayer – just there - the whole plan for discovery.  
But all too human notions, my elixir of life potions, trip me up in my recovery.  

Down again go I, holding me, and mine. 
I never really got to the core; I never understood the line:  Forgive those who sin against us.  
Age-old verse; wearisome axioms; paradigms lost; peroxide hair; all such fuss. 
The fate of Attis, or the siren’s song; the wisdom in myth; then I remember it wrong.  

Bicycle Girl has found a murder of crows
She’s got a fatal attraction to despair
My alacrity has got the better of me
I don’t think Bicycle Girl cares, do you care?


And what if we are created sick, and commanded to be sound.  
That tempting surface hid the terrible; her depth with a knife I found.  
Now let the girl go: let her ride on with this song.  
One less meeting she’d never have been known.  

I fall by my pride, my envy; my lust. 
Like jewels of the earth, I am cut with my own dust.


05 Bicycle Girl

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Bass
Diogenes Baptisttella - Guitars
Daisy Palmer - Drums

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering

COWGIRL

I could have been a cowgirl, it could have been me
Instead I'm playing clubs in gay Paris
And this field here has the highs I need
More highs here than the eyes can see

I always had a choice
And I always had a voice
But I feel such confusion in my history
Was it played by fate, or was it me?

I could have worked the fields, sowing the seeds
Feeding dairy cows, they got mouths to feed
Is reaping what you sow just fallacy
I no longer know about destiny

Cos I always had a choice
And I always had a voice
I feel such confusion in my history,
Like was it played by fate, or was it me?

I could have been a cowgirl, it could have been me
I could have been a cowgirl, it could have been me
I could have been a cowgirl, it could have been me
Instead I'm playing clubs in gay Paris

11 Cowgirl

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, BV's
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums, Percussion, BV's
Maxime Fleau - BV's

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


MRS ROBINSON

When a yes meant no, my esteem was low
I was scared of the dances, scared of the disco
You walked in, you were everything
I clung to your words, clung to your being
What a feeling

Please Mrs Robinson don't say a word
All the kids at school will act funny if they heard
I've got a 7 inch single of a folk-rock tune
Could we play it, Mrs Robinson, in our classroom?
I'm scared when I'm with you, I'm worse when I'm not
It's killing me inside, this feeling that I've got
It's just a feeling

Si on parlait français, personne comprendrait
On pourrait discuter en secret
But that wasn't me or who I wanted to be
I was scared of my friends asking, who is he?
And there's no he

Please Mrs Robinson don't say a word
All the kids at school will act funny if they heard
I've got a 7 inch single of a folk-rock tune
Could we play it, Mrs Robinson, in our classroom?
I'm scared when I'm with you, I'm worse when I'm not
It's killing me inside, this feeling that I've got
It's just a feeling, it's just a feeling

It was '99, Joe DiMaggio died
Teenage me thought it was a cosmic sign
Then Dusty too, and all I could think was
I didn't want a life based on lying
What was I feeling?

Please Mrs Robinson don't say a word
All the kids at school will act funny if they heard
I've got a 7 inch single of a folk-rock tune
Could we play it, Mrs Robinson, in our classroom?
I'm scared when I'm with you, I'm worse when I'm not
It's killing me inside, this feeling that I've got
It's just a feeling, it's just a feeling

Oh please Mrs Robinson, don't say a word
Oh please Mrs Robinson don't say a word...


Mrs Robinson

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, Acoustic Guitar, BV's
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars, Piano, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums, Percussion
Maxime Fleau - BV's

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


Family Rooms

What was the point of all that and do I even need to know?
Was it all learning or was it a time for me to grow?
It really took some time for us to learn to embrace life
And life is so so short, it’s just a case of day and night
 
What is this dialogue it’s endless and it hurts my brain
They’re singing ‘love, love, love’ just cos they want a world refrain
But love is just a word, it’s been imposed on me and you
I use it everyday, but that’s just cos I’ve been taught to
 
Now I’m trying so hard not to say the wrong thing
But I’m failing again
I’m tired of Family Rooms, I’m tired of forms
I’m tired of being referred to as your friend
 
When they said live and let live, I heard don’t let go
And then they said keep it simple, and I thought: that’s for simple folk
I sat where I was told and I lied the whole thing through
I was incapable of just telling the truth

01 Family Rooms

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Electric Guitars, Synth, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums
Jean Attila - BV's

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


Judgement Day

He told me I was a sinner
He told me I’d go to hell
If he’s in heaven, I’m just as well
 
If you’re going to heaven
I am going to hell
I’d rather be with the people like me
Free to be myself
 
And God, I love a metaphor
But yours just gets in my way
It gets in the way of truth
And it breeds fear of Judgement Day
 
If you’re going to heaven
I am going to hell
I’m sure it’ll be ace
I’ll rename the place
Find Galileo and redefine space
 
Oh no, I’m not afraid, no I’m not afraid

02 Judgement Day

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, BV's
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars
Daisy Palmer - Drums

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


Wrong Feeling

It’s the wrong feeling I’ve got
Something’s got a hold of me
I need it to stop/I don’t want it
 
I’ve got a roof over my head
I’ve got clothes to wear and a double bed
I’ve got a red shiny car, and plenty of friends
So why do I feel this too?
 
Oh you did it again
You made me believe in you
It was the easiest thing to do
Oh you did it again
You made me believe in you
Now I don’t want this to stop

03 Wrong Feeling

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, BV's
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


I Fall

You never go away, my god you are a curse
You’re my thoughts at bedtime, when everything’s much worse
You make a mountain out of everything in me
I take a nightcap just to ease anxiety
 
I’m seeing ravens flying from the tower of London
I’m seeing mirrors crack and black cats crossing my path
I’m seeing 666, I’m knocking on wood
I’m doing everything I can to make this good
 
Cos I fall, and I’m falling too fast
 
I fall at closing time, fall at night
Fall from your tenth floor, despite the pretty sight
I fall when it’s time to go, fall in my sleep
Fall when we’re leaving, I fall in defeat
 
You always lie to me you prove that notion daily
I wake and take a breath and see I’m ok really
But twelve hours more of life can really get me thinking
Yeah twelve hours later and I start to feel a sinking
 
My muscles flinch each time my breathing starts to slow
My brain’s confusing signals, thinks I’m gonna fall
I’m seeing 666, I’m knocking on wood
I’m doing everything I can to make this good
 
I’m seeing ravens flying, oh in my sleep I’m crying
I’m seeing mirrors crack and black cats
I’m doing everything I can

04 I Fall

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Keys
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars

Recorded at home
Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


Sex Song

Tell me what you think about sex
Have we made it too complex?
Two-timing is an animal thing
But promiscuity don’t promise nothing
 
Tell me what you think about myth
Does it have meaning in times like
This kind of story, full or glory, in majority, don’t assure me
All I know is that it does exclude minority
 
I’m going deeper down
 
I can’t tell you how good it feels to hear you say
I don’t know why we do half of the things we do
Cos just like me, one day you’ll disappear   
And why? I don’t know
 
Tell me what you think about time
Me: I just want more of yours in mine
Tell me what you think about pride
Me: when I’m bursting you tend to hide
 
We’ve been playing snakes and ladders
This same game for hours and hours
Sometimes up and sometimes down
Start again, it’s never ending
Money borrowing and lending
Supermarket trips each week, I’m tired

07 Sex Song

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, Harmonica, BV's
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitar, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums
Toma Milteau - Percussion
Jean Attila - BV's

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


Tightrope

We are on a tightrope; we don’t know where we’re going
It feels like our eyes have been covered in blindfolds
Trying to move forward, but someone put our lives on hold
 
We are on a tightrope and I don’t know if we’ll survive
We are on a tightrope trying our best to get by
 
Everyone wants music, but they don’t want to pay for it
They all want a free ticket, and we really pay for it
There’s always a lack of funds and an apology
There’s always some reason we’ve got to play for free
 
We get to travel the world, don’t it look glamorous
But we’re sharing motel rooms and living off airplane food
We’ve played to thousands now, really friendly crowds
Singing along with us, cheering for encores
 
And they say we’re talented, and that we’re so nice
We smile and thank them and stand next to our merchandise
But they want digital and they want a free download
We pack up all the gear and get back on the road
 
Do they know when we come home that we’ve got nothing to show
Our girlfriend’s ask us: will you make the rent this month?
It’s true there’s not much to talk of when it comes to wage
But we’ve got shitloads to add to our Facebook page
 
None of this is going as well as I’d hoped it might be
None of this is feeling like the warmth of security
How much longer will I walk on this journey fearlessly?
How much longer till I jump ship and sail to shore 
On the calmest, bluest, serenest of seas?
 
1.   This is not about the money
2.   It’s about the show
3.   I don’t feel ready
4.   To let that go
 

08 Tightrope

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums
Maxime Fleau - BV's
Damien Fleau - BV's

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering


Far Away From Me

Now you’ve gone so far away
I can’t reach you just to say 
I miss you
Life’s a game of adaptation
You were there and now you’re gone
What can I do?
 
Never be afraid to ask another question
If you’re asking questions you’re heading in the right direction
You’re gonna be somebody
You’re gonna be, you’re gonna be, you’re gonna
 
Your words are so unforgettable
Any trouble kick him in the balls
It’s still true
I keep hearing things you say
And it stops me feeling far away from you
I’m far away from you
 
I’ll never be afraid to ask another question
If I’m asking questions I’m heading in the right direction
I’m gonna be somebody
I’m gonna be, I’m gonna be, I’m gonna
 
I carry paracetamol
It’s just in case Madonna comes on my radio
I’m seeking something that is real
Something to stop me feeling so far away from you
 
I feel so far away from you
You are so far, far away from me

09 Far Away From Me

(Carly Bryant/Diogenes Baptisttella)

Carly Bryant - Vocal, Piano, Melodica, BV's
Diogenes Baptisttella - Bass, Guitars, BV's
Daisy Palmer - Drums

Mixed by Jean-Anaël Aubaux at Avant-Garde Studios
Engineered by Nikolaj Bjerre at Tileyard Studios
Mastered by Tim Debney at Fluid Mastering

Père Lachaise

It’s so quiet here, is everybody sleeping?   
I’m so tired here and I wish I was sleeping
 
Like the man who worked then stopped one day
Doing what he was told
Worn by use all those words meant nothing
In that fateful world
 
He wanted tranquillity, the same as you and me
Life goes by and by, without a reason why
Records keep spinning if you leave them spinning
There’s no judge to judge if you’re losing or winning
He never learnt it
 
It’s so quiet here, is everybody sleeping?  
I’m so inspired here, and I wish I was sleeping
 
How could they forgive him for leaving       
When that was all they asked    
Their lives spent mourning, forewarning his brothers
Till their lives were passed
 
To create a day is the hardest thing for man to do

10 Père Lachaise

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