COLLECTANEA JARBOE (ongoing collection of various lyrics and prose written by Jarboe , both published and private)
FOR MY FATHER (originally published on the Jarboe & Helen Money e.p. )
what you sought
father taught
in the wind
Father’s thoughts
his words to me
become a key
the freedom fight
of human rights
he breathes to me
equality
victory for all the breathe
i hear my father
call tonight
he’s in the wind
his children fight
i hear my father call tonight
he’s in the wind
i too must fight
for the tortured and oppressed
injustice perish
embrace amnesty
TRUTH
for… they cannot hide
though out of sight
they cannot hide
for… they cannot hide
though out of sight
three things cannot hide
the moon
the sun
the moon
the sun
the moon
the sun
the moon the sun and the
truth
come look outside
find the sun and the moon
come look inside and find
and find your truth
the moon the sun
the moon and the sun
the moon the sun
the moon the sun
and the truth
BLUE
a hand extends to you
now offer all you have
well hello mister blue
you cannot make me sad
eyes wide open
as i never sleep
hello mister blue
hand extends to you
eyes wide open
you cannot make me mad
hello mister blue
the hand extends to you
i offer all i have
watch the fire
exploding all around
watch the fire
watch this fire
burn it down
hello mister blue
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VOLCANO (originally published on SWANS album entitled: Soundtracks For The Blind)
YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS – HOW BRIGHT YOU ARE. MMMMMM, THEY ALL KNOW YOUR NAME, COLLIE, CLAW YOUR WAY TO FAME… THERE’S A STAR IN HER EYES AND SHE KNOWS IT, THERE’S A STAR IN HER MIND YEAH SHE SHOWS IT, THERE’S A STAR IN HER EYES AND SHE KNOWS IT, A STAR IN HER MIND YEAH SHE GROWS IT… AND EVERY EVENING THE SUN COMES UP WHEN SHE GOES DOWN, AND EVERY EVENING THE MUD FILLS UP HER BRIDAL GOWN. THE LITTLE GIRL INSIDE OF YOU, HAS MADE HER DREAMS COME TRUE. AND TONIGHT YOU TAKE THE STAGE. YOU WEAR A DRESS OF BLOOD AND LACE. YOU LEFT A STAIN WHERE YOU HAVE KNEELED, BUT COLLIE, YOU’RE STILL INVISIBLE… YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER, STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS JUST LIKE A STAR… AND I’D LIKE TO EAT HER BREASTS AND KNOW GOD, AND I’D LIKE TO TASTE HER FLESH AND GROW HARD, AND I’D LIKE TO EAT HER BREASTS AND GROW GOD, AND I’D LIKE TO SUCK HER BREATH AND BLOW HOT…
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UNRAVELING THREAD (originally published on BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE LTD album entitled : Presenting the Beautiful People Ltd)
and everything I thought I had was there by an unraveling thread
so used to alienation now i numbly walk through the crowd
in oncoming traffic i feel the possibility of one perfect instant thrill
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STORM COMIN’ ON (originally published on JESU album entitled: Lifeline )
People yell things out to me in the street as I pass
And the men in their dark cars are whispering
Trying to entice me inside
They would kill me
And if I told you
What would you think
All Above you
The sky will go black
The sky will break
Its all coming on
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
And if I told you
What would you think
All above you
The sky will go black
The sky will break…
AH AH….
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
Madness rules here
I’m stepping through needles and puddles of piss
My spine aches
I must pull myself out
How did I get to this
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back go back go back go back
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Jarboe ‘s essay editorial pro ‘ Rock The Vote ‘ originally published in OUTBURN magazine