Josh Jones

11.29.14

a little outer-spacey cross-country-collaboration for your seasonal listening pleasure. Please note: product is 90% Dan Pisarcik's hard work, 7% software, 3% goldy effort.

DPKG - Christmas Time Is Here

Song from the world famous video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfKHSUGKOQA

Go Crazy

A cover of "Streets of Philadelphia" by Bruce Springsteen and "Philadelphia" by Neil Young.  At the same time?  Yeah, at the same time.  Just listen to the song already, sheesh!

Streets Of Philadelphia

This Body Grows Back

Robyn by way of the Strokes, by me: Josh Jones

Call Your Girlfriend

all I knew before, I don't know now
folded memories, are glass on the ground
in my mind, no one has changed
in my eyes, no one is safe
try to blame the world
see the glass unfurl

would you rather be happy, baby
than to know every night they rape me
you get to be yourself
in my mind, I don't want your help

leave me to be if it's better that way
I don't need to hear you have nothing to say
is it better when I'm far away
wanna hear me say it's okay then you
get to be yourself
leave me to be
I don't need your help

Be Yourself

Rolling Hills

I sit here waiting for my hands to dry
I let the sunset override my mind
I could not wait to see myself
I could not get down off the shelf

every breath I take I do it just for you
and the years I spent alone, I give to you
now will you be my better half?
do you know how to treat yourself?

in time I know you'll see me as I am
and the years will pass so fast, you'll yearn for them
if you can read me now, stand on up and teach me how to
keep us from turning into friends

if you could only see me now
if you could only see me now
I'd never laugh at you
I'd never laugh at you
I'd never let you float away

Listen To Me

I can see through the clouded light
what you're doin to me
every time I turn it to night
I can see right through

but oh what you don't know
play it fast or play it slow
I'll pretend you're mine

from inside my busted head
I can see who you are
can I measure in pleasure or pain
what surrounds us from the very start?

but there really is no "us"
and my dreams just hurt too much
when I pretend you're mine

are you stupid, are you hard of hearing
when I tell you what I want?
a thousand times that the truth has no bearing
I can decide this on my own

you put the card into the spoke
and you laugh like it's a joke
let the last laugh be on me
I'm not free, I don't want to be
I can pretend you're mine