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"When two great saints meet, it is a humbling experience." The Granite Countertops are J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, singing, writing, playing and laying down sheets of rock in their kitchen. Sometimes a friend or two will be invited to stir the pot and add some spice. Most of the time, what you get is the sound of two minds following their two hearts where they may lead. |
1) SOMETHING DIFFERENT (J Neo Marvin-Davis Jones)
Take up your bed and walk Electric fences So take my hand, my dear |
Moved into action Picking up traction Causing reactions To my satisfaction I left my cabana So cue up the version |
There's nothing wrong with my face, I got character!!!!
| The gate is open You can walk right out of here Too much Nutellavision Tasty chunks of fear |
We hop on the granite Take nothing for granted Encircle the planet So listen, goddamnit! |
Anyway…
Life! Good God!
What do we do it for?
Gets later all
the time The gate is open |
Intention, invention Dig into that tension |
Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep! Break up the beat and defeat being meat!
Where? When? Did you say zen?
Do I have to do it all over again?
Only when rooster is picked at by hen,
You’d better feed ‘em something different then!
© 2009 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, keyboard,
bass, guitars and beat programming
Davis Jones: Lyrics and vocals
2) SHEEPDOGS (J Neo Marvin)
On a
mission from the gods of self-deception
Charting out bold directions
Mad visions and happy predictions
On a map, great men redraw the borders
More to their satisfaction
Transform their words to action
And they say: “We create reality!
What we declare will be
We are the masters and we make the decrees
For the good of all…and that means us.”
O new world, o glorious will to power
O beautiful prosperous future
Consuming cannon fodder
We hear and see mysteries that terrify
us
Shaken up, we stand united
Our strings are yanked and our pride is rising
And they say: “We create reality!
What we declare will be
We are the masters and we make the decrees
And move the pawns…and that means you.”
(You and me)
And we live at the effect
Of someone else’s declarations
We live at the effect
Of someone else’s daily affirmations
Until we stop
© 2009 J Neo Marvin, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, guitars, bass
and beat programming
Davis Jones: Vocals and keyboards
3) RIKI TIKI TAVI (Donovan Leitch)
Better get into what you’ve
got to get into
Better get into it now, no slacking please
United Nations ain’t really united
And the organizations ain’t really organized
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
Won’t be coming around for to kill your snakes no more, my love
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
Now everybody who read the Jungle
Book knows
Riki Tiki Tavi’s a mongoose that killed snakes
When I was a young man, I was led to believe
That there were organizations
To kill my snakes for me,
i.e. the church, i.e. the government, i.e school,
But when I got a little older
I learned I had to kill them myself (and so) I said…
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
Won’t be coming around for to kill your snakes no more, my love
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
People walking around, they don’t
know what they’re doing
They’ve been lost so long, they don’t know what they’re looking
for
Well, I’ve been all around the world but I just can’t find it
I guess I’d better look inside myself some more
Oh, oh, oh, oh, inside of myself some more
Riki Tiki Tavi, mongoose is gone
I saw you today on a number 12 bus
You were going my way.
© 1971 PEER INTERNATIONAL CORPORATION Y ABKCO MUSIC INC
J Neo Marvin: Vocals, guitar, bass and beat
programming
Davis Jones: Cowbell and vocals
4) SHINY OBJECTS (J Neo Marvin)
Hop into the fortress
Hit the door lock button
Driving ourselves to distraction
Ugly scenes race past us
Through the tinted windows
Roll in fragile satisfaction
Shiny objects blind your eyes
Wise men give opinions
And we’re wise to listen
Pick the crumbs of our republic
Something senseless happens
They assign it meaning
Shake it at us like a glowstick
Shiny objects blind your eyes
Let’s talk about god
Let’s talk about pride
Let’s talk about idols
Who’s the winner?
Who’s the loser?
That’s what matters
Reality, it’s what’s
on the TV
Artificial competition
Sitting on the sofa
Fantasies of danger
Take a comfortable position
Shiny objects blind your eyes
Ooooh, look!
© 2009 J Neo Marvin, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, guitars, bass,
percussion and beat programming
Davis Jones: Keyboard and vocals
5) CRASHING INTO THE FUTURE (J Neo Marvin-Davis Jones)
Particles collide in chaos
Cross your eyes till you see the patterns
Tea leaves and goat entrails
Tell me are we stuck on fail?
Cold, calm negotiations
The sellout behind the circus
Deals are made and hands are shaken
Status quo, no chances taken
Something beyond all this
Something no one can predict
It’s an earthquake from below
Going which way, we don’t know
Guns in the belfry, bats in the head
So many people showing up dead
Poppies and poppers and popguns in hand
No mercy in mercenary land
Presenters mime prefab alerts
Mangled messages, hate crime flirts
Mr. Big’s too big to fail
Catch a wave and ride the third rail
Doctor, doctor, what’s the word?
Can I trust anything I’ve heard?
Is it supposed to make me well?
Or is it just something you need to sell?
Thought the circus would be gone
by now
They just keep on recruiting new clowns
The air is thick with flying pies
You just can’t keep track of all the lies
So drink your wine and meditate
Try to keep the two things straight
Whatever gets you through the needle’s eye
While we machete to the other side
Keep driving through the smoke they blow
Can’t see a thing but we’ve got somewhere to go
Crashing into the future.
© 2009 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, guitars, bass,
keyboards, dwarf djembe, keyboard "drums" and beat programming
Davis Jones: Lyrics and comments
6) GET OUT! (Davis Jones-J Neo Marvin-Stephen Abbate)
| We live in a sea of duality | See saw, back and forth In and out, up and down Black and white, good and bad Salt and pepper, forever mad Duality, living in the duality Duality, living in the duality |
Take a look! |
I don't agree!
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Makes you crazy,
Catch 22 No way out, no good for you If you get close, you will be abused Watch out for that and don’t be used Reality is a function of agreement |
Now try this Jump over to the other side Check it out Put on those shoes! Agree with me! Don’t
you agree? |
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Oh those taxes…you’re going to have to give in on those taxes, boys. You know, I think it’s time to swing to the other side. People need repair. Come on boys, be a good sport. You had your thirty years…. |
Where is the debate
happening? I wanna go to the debate happening Where is the debate happening? I wanna go, I wanna go, I wanna see I am paying the taxes for he And he and he and he and she Do me a favor and |
It’s inspiring! Get your argument shoes on, girl. That’s right, what’s this bit about taxes anyway? We can’t have resources…we can’t have common… ANYTHING without resources and taxes ARE a resource. I mean please, you can’t be THAT stupid. |
We need some
pretty sensible people in there And if you do those things that do not Democracy demands that |
Private industry does NOT do it right. Private industry just rips us off through the government. They can’t get away with that in the private sector, but in government… You see, the paradox here is…you
need to know that…if they invalidate government, they get your money
for something else….NOT for services, because government actually
is organized to use your taxes to provide YOU with services. And YOU are
the boss. And if you don’t ACT like the boss, you get, like a DICTATOR
instead. And then you act like cowards, and take it, and lie down, and…VOILA!
SEVEN HUNDRED AND THIRTY_TWO MERCENARY COMPANIES AROUND THE WORLD IN ONE
HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SEVEN COUNTRIES! |
MURDERERS! |
Do you know genocide is happening?! Do you know genocide is happening?! Do you know? Your tax dollars Are paying for The murdering of a lot of people Or the diseasing Or the maiming Or the dumbing down…. |
Oh my God! Oh
my God! Oh no! (faint weeping sounds) |
Your gullibility is rancid |
...stupidity,
we see and ...of the mess, of the duplicious
caresses... |
They’re gonna
leave this time, you know That’s the way it always works. It’s like a pendulum-swinging Vincent Price movie… You know, it chops off your head And then… YOU CANNOT TOUCH YOUR BODY! |
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(Sounds like you need to be Noodlebrained) Hey! |
…just get
out. Just get out. Amnesty for your ass If that will pull you over Just get out You gotta get out Get out of this Machiavellian duplicious Psychotic, overexcited Stagnant Duplicity Duality |
I was duped! It’s not my fault! I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it! I believed them! It wasn’t my fault! It was my beliefs! I had some beliefs! I had my beliefs! It was my beliefs! It was my beliefs! Please, it wasn’t me! I BELIEVED them! I wanted…I wanted…I wanted…I wanted to BELONG! I wanted…I wanted…I wanted…I wanted to BELONG! |
| (How are we gonna have it, folks? Government doesn’t do anything unless you tell it to. And if it doesn’t have enough money to operate, no matter what you say, they cannot do it. And they don’t even tell you because you are not holding them accountable. They only move when you move them. You do not have to use demonstrations. All you have to do is get on the phone, get on the e-mail, get your letter-writing skills up to date, just get in there and say what you need to say, and things change. They are bound by law to respond, even if just one person calls. So make a difference! Get in there! They don’t do their job. They WON’T do their job. They’ll corrupt and they’ll just steal the Treasury, WHICH THEY HAVE, repeatedly, but this last bunch was the worst. They need to get out.) | Get out Up Down In out Over and Black white Evil good Yes no Go-oh Get out! Get out! |
| If you don’t
get out then do your job If you don’t do your job then go to jail Or just get out Or just get out Or just get out Or just get out Better guard that democracy! |
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© 2009 Davis Jones, J Neo Marvin, and Stephen Abbate, BMI
Davis Jones: Lyrics, vocals, spoken word
J Neo Marvin: Guitars, bass, drums and vocals
Stephen Abbate: Acoustic guitar, funky drums, and disagreeing vocals
7) LET ME PLANT ONE ON YOU (J Neo Marvin)
In these times when life feels
Short, frustrating, and particularly pointless
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
I look your way and feel the impulse
Have I told you today how great you are?
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Sick and tired of the human race
Until I turn around and I see your face
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
And it might grow, hey you never know
You might be in a good mood, bad
mood
Or in no mood for this at all
Bear with me
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
Let me plant one on you
© 2009 J Neo Marvin, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, guitars, drums,
beat programming and invisible keyboard
Davis Jones: Keyboard, sound effects, vocals and commentary
8) LULLABY FOR HAMZA (Alfreda Benge-Robert Wyatt)
The world is dark again, I need your
lullaby
Sleep has gone, night is long again
Sing me your song
Let me sleep, bring me peace
When bombers bomb again we’ll
need your lullaby
Children cry, houses burn again once more
Sing songs to soothe them
To dry their tears, to drown the screams of war
The world’s gone wrong again,
I need your lullaby
Night is long and sleep is just a dream
Sing your song, stay close to me
Sing to me, hushabye
The world is dark again, I need your
lullaby
Sleep has gone, night is much too long again
Sing me your song
Let me sleep, bring me peace
© 2003 Rykomusic, ASCAP
J Neo Marvin: Vocals, acoustic and electric
guitars, bass and beat programing
Davis Jones: Vocals and keyboards
Junko Suzuki: Trumpets
9) ANIMAL PANIC (J Neo Marvin)
White knuckles and darting eyes
Acid starts to flow inside
Hold your breath and swallow air
Look around for what’s not there
Jump up before you think
Heart skips a beat and sinks
Adrenalin races through your veins
Before the moment hits your brain
Animal panic, caught in the static
Animal panic, it’s automatic
Words shoot out of your mouth
And send the whole room south
Where did all of that come from?
So smart and you get so dumb
No idea what got you here
No idea you had this fear
Now your issues are plain as day
Time to get them out of the way
Animal panic, caught in the static
Animal panic, it’s automatic
I want to be free (You already are
free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
Everything that you repress
Leaks out and makes a great big mess
I’m not saying you gotta confess
But there must be something you haven’t addressed
Animal panic, caught in the static
Animal panic, it’s automatic
I want to be free (You already are
free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
I want to be free (You already are free)
© 2009 J Neo Marvin, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, guitars, bass,
"flute" keyboard and beat programming
Davis Jones: Keyboards and vocals
10) PICKING A FIGHT (J Neo Marvin-Davis Jones)
I bought you this box
It was broken
It wasn’t my fault
So you say
Who had it before you?
The keeper
Did you see what was in it?
Yesterday
I reached in and felt it was furry
It grumbled and bit my finger
I said forgive me for disturbing your sleep
It kangarooed, then shot off its feet.
And that’s how the box got
broken
It kicked and it gave me a fright
I’m sorry, I thought you would like it
And that is why I’m PICKING A FIGHT.
© 2009 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, BMI
Davis Jones: Lyrics, vocals, "piano"
keyboards and percussion
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, bass, guitar, spacy keyboards, beat programming, dwarf djembe
and Tibetan singing bowl
Junko Suzuki: Trumpet
Mark Parsons: Alto sax
11) ATLAS WEPT (J Neo Marvin-Matthew Grasso-Lizzie Borden)
You thought you would have your way
forever
Turned out not to be true
You thought you were the hero of the movie
Now the world points its finger back at you
What can you do? What can you do?
Throw a tantrum, play the victim
You thought you were the winner in
the dogpile
That pile of bodies, now it’s rolling over you
You thought you were the author of the future
The book slammed shut before the end of chapter 2
What do you say? What do you say?
Blow the same stupid horn
Serve the same tasteless corn
You can’t be satisfied to sit
and count your money
Without your words written in the air
It’s not enough just to get away with murder
It eats you up that they don’t love you everywhere
So you keep croaking at every microphone you see
Our forsaken angry god
One sad obsolescent clod
© 2009 J Neo Marvin (BMI), Matthew Grasso and Lizzie Borden
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, keyboard,
beat programming, electric guitars, dwarf djembe and melodica
Davis Jones: Vocals, Cuvaison wineglasses, Chinese massage balls, Tibetan cymbals
Matthew Grasso: seven-string acoustic guitar, sympathetic strings and lamenting
vocals
Lizzie Borden: Soothing vocals
12) HAYSTACK (J Neo Marvin-Davis Jones)
There is nothing like your breath
on me
To raise my sense of smell
I’m drunk on the taste of you
It’s not just my head that swells
Life is sweet when you’re wrapped
around me
Pulsing tones, hot fingers, red ears
We disappear into each other
Too involved to notice the years
Keep me around, curl my toes
When you’re around, I take off my clothes
I shed my skin, I release my fears
Go ahead and get loud, babe, nobody hears.
© 2009 J Neo Marvin and Davis Jones, BMI
J Neo Marvin: Lyrics, vocals, guitars, bass,
melodica and dwarf djembe
Davis Jones: Lyrics, vocals, and keyboards
