The Bonfires Are Burning Again (2011)
by Jeremy Broomfield
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No Limit
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Dynamics
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Diplomacy
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Going Down
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Wilsonnnnnn!
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Fairway Stomp
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Fevers of Angels
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We Flew
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If You Want Me to Stay
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Simple Song
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Plunkadunk
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Sea Monkeys
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The Bonfires
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credits
released 22 December 2011
All words and music by Jeremy Broomfield except:
• "If You Want Me to Stay" by Sylvester Stewart
• "Going Down" by MacDermot/Rado/Ragni
• "Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love" by Flansburgh Linnell
...or as noted on individual tracks.
Everything recorded on a MacBook using a legal, licensed copy of Propellerhead's Reason/Record Duo.
Made possible though generous donations (made through Kickstarter.com) from: Laura Bahr, Pam Benning, Clare Bruff, Andrea Bunbury, Sarah D. Bunting, Jamie Cowperthwait, David Heatley, Kali Holloway, Hilary Lantz, Trudi Levine, Clay Lindol Jones, Joanne Pantin, Estee Pierce & Marc, Eoin Russell, Andy Sapora, Wendy Schuman, Hunter Slaton, Claire Solomon, and Michael Webb.
Extra special thanks to Bridget Broomfield and Ben Dahlberg, David Heatley, Morgan Nichols and Issac Nichols, my biggest supporters. Special thanks to Nathan, Logan, Paula, Julie, Stu, Cori, Dan Selzer, Jesse MacLean, Tunde Adebimpe, Karen Orzolek, Sharon Cattich; Verde Valley School, Hilary at The MIDI Store.
All words and music by Jeremy Broomfield except:
• "If You Want Me to Stay" by Sylvester Stewart
• "Going Down" by MacDermot/Rado/Ragni
• "Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love" by Flansburgh Linnell
...or as noted on individual tracks.
Everything recorded on a MacBook using a legal, licensed copy of Propellerhead's Reason/Record Duo.
Made possible though generous donations (made through Kickstarter.com) from: Laura Bahr, Pam Benning, Clare Bruff, Andrea Bunbury, Sarah D. Bunting, Jamie Cowperthwait, David Heatley, Kali Holloway, Hilary Lantz, Trudi Levine, Clay Lindol Jones, Joanne Pantin, Estee Pierce & Marc, Eoin Russell, Andy Sapora, Wendy Schuman, Hunter Slaton, Claire Solomon, and Michael Webb.
Extra special thanks to Bridget Broomfield and Ben Dahlberg, David Heatley, Morgan Nichols and Issac Nichols, my biggest supporters. Special thanks to Nathan, Logan, Paula, Julie, Stu, Cori, Dan Selzer, Jesse MacLean, Tunde Adebimpe, Karen Orzolek, Sharon Cattich; Verde Valley School, Hilary at The MIDI Store.
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Jeremy Broomfield made most of his music in Brooklyn but now lives in Sedona, AZ, where he teaches painting to highly motivated high-schoolers.
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Dec 2011 -
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Dec 2011
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Jun 2004 -
Jun 1999
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- Track Name: The Girl Will Always Want to Dance
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There is a time to let your body decide
and call out for sympathy
a symphony of hunger inside
a literfull of love denied
This is the wisdom of ages distilled
a fact with no antidote
no sugarcoating over the pill
so step right up and get your fill
the girl will always want to dance
the girl will always want to dance
so take a lady out to dance
the girl will always want to
girl will always want to dance
time to put your ducks in a line
and call up the embassy
a friendless little maven's design
a tarantella on your spine
When your computer calls you mother again
get out on the balcony
your falconry won't save you my friend
the boardwalk always has an end - Track Name: No Limit
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send the bill to the neighbors
and memorize the code
we can meet in the forest
by the ranger road
oooh what a lonely drive
if you know the way
ooh and if you would survive
there will be hell to pay
there is no limit, limit to the danger
you mustn't trust your secrets to a stranger
their is no limit, limit to their anger
you've got to hide inside the airplane hangar.
if they gave you a shadow
they never made a sound
like a stone in a tunnel
hidden underground
oooh what a way to go
they're underneath your skin
there's a wicked undertow
when the tide is in
there is no limit, limit to the thunder
there are some bonds that must be torn asunder
there is no limit, limit to the splendor
a secret shines in every dented fender - Track Name: Diplomacy
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seventy five years underground
slumbering deeply never made a sound
remember the sky
remember the stars in their eyes
remember the science of waving goodbye
with diplomacy
everyone is free
all philosophy
all apology
see in the spectrum of the blind
under the blankets no one is unkind
without a demand
without a contingency plan
what a defense of the beauty of man
Seventy five years in the cold
mumbling sweetly secrets we were told
rehearsing our lines
smelling the wind in the pines
feeling a feeling that can't be defined
with diplomacy
everyone is free
archeology
all ecology - Track Name: Going Down
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Me and Lucifer
Lucifer and me
Just like the angel that fell
Banished forever to Hell
Today have I been expelled
From high school heaven
Elevator going down
Going down
This is my doom, my humiliation
October, not June
And it's summer vacation
Such a disgrace
How can i face the nation?
Why should this pain
Bring me such strange elation?
Emancipation proclamation
Oh Dr. Lincoln
My head needs shrinkin'
Lu lu lu lu lu lu Lucifer and me
Doomed from here
To e-ter-ni-ty!
Everybody going down down down
Going down
Forgive me if I don't cry
It's like the Fourth of July
Thank God that angels can fly
Going down down down - Track Name: Fairway Stomp
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You played the violin
I played the glockenspiel
it was a summer evening
under a ferris wheel
as clear as cellophane
an artificial pond
as bloody as Antietam
as charming as James Bond
We rode a carousel
without a brazen ring
the wind was in our faces
we didn't mind the sting
we kicked a soda can
we shared a cigarette
A little Fred and Ginger
a dash of Jacques Rivette
Something we know
the orange moon the glowing heat
Like puddled blood
the summer mud under our feet
Within our bones
millions of microscopic stones
within our bones
A smidge of cyanide
shot through your serenade
an arrow towards the egress
the carnival parade
no hollow pleasantries
to litter up the road
no shame in disbelieving
the lies we're ever told - Track Name: Fevers of Angels
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the fevers of angels
are something to celebrate
measure the acetate
and do your dance for me
when we are in chambers
we kneel down in deference
and shout out our preference
and reach out eagerly
and they'd rather we not
get meddlesome up in their plot
yeah they rather we curled up and died
and kept our thumbs out of their pies
The aspartame sages
prescribe their parishioners
shampoos and conditioners
on moonlit everglades
in crumbling pages
the cold war protagonists
use opiate agonists
and lay down in their graves
sometimes the medicine cabinet gods
give up their gifts to the scavenging slobs
the willow trees weep on the side of the hill
as gastronomes gobble their krill
the fevers of angels
are something to celebrate
measure the acetate
and do your dance for me - Track Name: We Flew
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though i go to bed
i don't know
why i do
when i go to bed
i always do
when i go to bed
you remind me
what i knew
whisper through my head
it's always new
we flew -- through the air
we few -- we were there
we flew -- in the air
no one can disprove
what i know
to be true
we lived in the clouds
we always flew - Track Name: Conspiracy to Keep Us Apart
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You said you sent me a letter
but someone must have got to the mail.
You said it would make me feel better
but the tears i've cried would fill up a pail.
It's not that i don't belive you love me like you say that you do
(cuz i know that you do)
secret evil forces are trying to break my heart
there's a conspiracy to keep us apart.
You said that I'd better stop calling
i guess you mean they're tapping your phone.
I find this whole business appalling
why can't they leave two lovers alone?
That suspicious van is still parked outside of Masonic hall
(not suprising at all).
They've even got a homeless looking agent with a shopping cart
in their conspiracy to keep us apart.
I don't know what we did to deserve this attention
( oh what could that thing have been?)
But making people suffer must be what they enjoy
(sad people. Sick, sad people.)
They wanna put our love in a house of detention
(oh we must not let them win)
with every other love that they've ever destroyed
You said that it's over between us
i guess that means our love is on hold
this governmental meddling's egregious
how could they have turned you so cold?
the machine they use to change your thoughts must be working just fine
(get them out of your mind)
the illuminati have successfully destroyed my heart
with their conspiracy to keep us apart. - Track Name: Simple Song
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I wrote a simple song for you
just like i always wanted too
i don't know why i took so long
to sit and write a simple song
I wake up every morning bring you coffee in the bed
sometimes when you're sleepy i will let you sleep instead
i know you can be grumpy without caffeine in your face
I'll adjust that comforter it's slipping out of place
I keep the thermostat turned up i know you like it warm
I bought a bar of chocolate on my way back from the store
I also picked up several of those gossip magazines
and have i told you lately you look sexy in those jeans
TALKDOWN:
I've always wanted to write you a song for you
but writing songs isn't always easy
sometimes the words come out wrong
or the music is all clumsy
I didn't want to write you a clumsy song
I wanted it to be want it to be just right
Sometimes it's better to keep it simple
I've got a cozy fire burning in the fireplace
I love to see you smile as the fire warms your face
I promise i will love you 'til the solar system dies
I want to spend eternity just looking in your eyes
I could spend eternity just looking in your eyes - Track Name: Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love
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Pistol shots
Gun shots
Pistol shots
Gun shots
Bullets from a revolver
Bullets from a gun
Bullets through the atmosphere
Here they come
John, I've been bad
And they're coming after me
Done someone wrong
And I fear that it was me
Sapphire bullets
Bullets of pure love - Track Name: Sea Monkeys
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i never saw sea monkeys
because they lied to me
you never trust a junkie
with anything you value, g
we never saw sea monkeys
because they lied to us
(they aren't really monkeys)
you never trust a junkie
cuz junkies don't deserve your trust
(don't even look like monkeys) - Track Name: The Bonfires
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When we are told told there is a place to go tonight
we put on our clothing one piece at a time
we draw up our plans
we throw up our hands (to the sky/up high)
whoops gotta go
look i dunno
whoops gotta go
look i dunno why
The old boys are grandfathered in
the bonfires are burning again
the windmills will twist in the wind
the bonfires are burning again
up on the hill custom is flagrantly defied
all our petitions are duly denied
the deals are delayed
the pirates are paid (from behind/in kind)
whoops gotta go
look i dunno
whoops gotta go
look i dunno why
I don't know what to say
the gravy train's pulling away
The old boys are grandfathered in
the bonfires are burning again
the windmills will twist in the wind
the bonfires are burning again
