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by Harlequin Jones

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Harlequin Jones' debut EP. It received raving reviews and was considered a "remarkable proposition for a debut" by an online magazine.

Fan favorites are the songs "Gutter Tango" and "Zombie Vampires From Hell."

The songs can be interpreted to be about hating someone, loving someone who doesn't love you back, desperation, engaging in risky behavior, self loathing and being a jerk to the opposite sex in order to protect yourself. It will really cheer you up with it's positivity. Kind of like ice cream and chocolate.

credits

released 06 June 2006

Amanda von Loon - vocals, piano
Jesse Arcadio - drums, guitar

Recorded by Tim Wilson
Produced by Tim Wilson and Harlequin Jones

Cover artwork/painting by Jesse Arcadio

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Track Name: Hope You're Rotting
Hope You're Rotting

in some kind of night terror
there was this ghost
and we shared our deaths while sleepwalking through life
but as casualties rose, he found in me a scapegoat
he found his lack of passion as a fault of mine

and i hope the roses on his grave are rotting away
and if i take so much as a petal out on you, I'm sorry

but he's not worth mentioning cuz he means nothing to me now
good as dead in a body bag, either hanged or shot or drowned
but before his grave he made it clear: my hands dug his hole
then he slithered six feet under into that new home

and i hope the roses on his grave are rotting away
and if i take so much as a petal out on you, I’m sorry
and i hope the roses on his grave are rotting away
and if i take so much as a petal out on you, I’m sorry
Track Name: Gutter Tango
GUTTER TANGO

This city’s dead i can smell it
and I'm going down as its product
if i cant get my hide out alive
skin the soul to pay for the ride

cuz the gutters give the story all away
you can't always get your way

like some damn christ curling off of his cross
i've replaced weight of burden with impact of loss
splinters in wrists like broken teeth
I’m praying for you to pray for me

cuz the gutter's give the story all away
you cant always get your way

its instinct that kills
nothing i learned
pulse beats on impulse
that old primal urge
head in hands and blood on sleeve
I’m praying for you to pray for me

the gutters give the story all away
you can’t always get your way
the gutters give the story all away
you can’t always get your way
Track Name: Soap
SOAP

i would scrub every place touched
every inch of soiled skin
after the water runs freezing
i will come up clean
yes i'll be M.I.A. cuz they were D.O.A.
locked, stocked, and sterile
I’m still shell shocked whilst you barrel
through names in the phonebook
to enlist recruits to replace all the time that i took
but what can i say, i've done the same

i'll run on needles never ceasing to stop
till the blood in my veins runs pure to the last drop
dissemble this network, this circuit, these wires
till the memory's all lost and the past can retire

in a desperate attempt, to cleanse of
what i know in every way, can never be washed away

its a race of dismissal
a game made of missed calls
freedom of speech, all those liberties
you want your space, i want free reign on memories
that crazy, angry, white girl type
born and bred a suburb life
from city or streets or ghost town
they all make sure I'm not wanted around
anymore
that second chance was up
ten times ten times before
and you cant believe how misleading
a boy could be in times of war
the bombs were thrown like dice are rolled
and I'm stuck with this snake eyed score

I’m not the kind of girl to take things sitting down
don't tell me to be CALM

apologies lost in redundancy
i just wish i could be all that you need
apologies lost in redundancy
i just wanted to be everything you'd ever need
and like you said, “just try and forget
its all over with now, dear, just try to calm down"
yeah, another sad story, another sad song

but soap's all you've got

when everythings wrong
Track Name: Zombie Vampire From Hell
ZOMBIE VAMPIRES FROM HELL

This is what I’ve got, I've gotta make the most
So ruthless, resilient, and reeling, from all around
With so little left it’s hard enough to breathe
Much less lead the savage life of who turned out to be

What’s left to do
But beg for milk and scraps
This cats all over town
Scouring for touch through trash

There will be time for sleeping when there’s room for breathing
And right now I’m running with guns to get money
To buy back the beauty I sold short cuz I couldn’t see
What was right in front of me

Its not up to me so I’m letting this go
The noose round the neck is now simply a rope
The fish are still swimming, the dogs still do hunt
But as for me I gave up on love

What’s left to say
When all the doors close
This cats all over town
Taking off his clothes

I’m not this desperate I just play it on t.v.
Turn on the cameras it comes marching outta me
Your wish is what I want ill take it on my knees
Don’t worry baby it feels better the more it bleeds

I’d give you anything to make you happy
What do you want, what do you need
I swear to god id give you anything

Is it sex is it blood is it drugs is it money
Fishnets and lipstick on a red light district
Do you fancy a fetish that would let us avoid
Reality and just enjoy?

Maybe its all wrong, baby its all wrong
But if you don’t object, how could I

There will be time for sleeping when there’s room for breathing
And right now I’m running with guns to get money
To buy back the beauty I sold short cuz I couldn’t see
What was right in front of me

I'd give you anything to make you happy

I could never love you
But I’m a cup
So drink and drink from me
Till there is none
Track Name: Lord Only Knows
LORD ONLY KNOWS

Try to focus through the fog of your hangover, dear
try to recognize the hoops that my heart jumped through, babydoll
if i stay one more night one more time, pumpkin
could you prove to me you even tried, darlin’
you're making scraps of me, shreds and rags
another bag of chicken feed
strip em off line em up, proud and tall
like a Russian petrushka doll

You've exhausted your excuses
Lord Only Knows...Lord only knows....lord only knows.....

You had some resources to rid the rage from me, thank you dear
but with that same unknowing ignorance-your skill and tact at mischief
babe you dug your grave
you restored my fuel for fury, i saw red i saw burning
my cyanide sweetheart
i’m most comfortable miserable so i stuck it out to stick around
my prince

you’ve exhausted your excuses
Lord Only Knows!....Lord Only Knows...Lord Only Knows....

he doesn't know the first thing about me
what not to do, how to treat a lady
got a lot on my mind and more on my hands
so spare the little boy lies dressed like a man
cuz every time that you talk, you see,
it just feels like you’re mocking me
my bones stretch with all their strength to say
you better pray pretty baby pray

you better pray pretty baby pray
you better pray pretty baby pray
i took all the ammo that i could take
Lord only knows.....
Track Name: Truth Be Told
TRUTH BE TOLD

Kid look, i never knew
what happened to them would happen to you
i never claimed to be right
i didn’t see you, you damned deer in the headlights

Man, lay it all down, spit it all out
did the cat get yer tongue?
did you swallow it down, did i rip it right out
as i fingered that gun

Why bother to kick the dog when he's down
if the the cat's in the bag
and the mice all left town
It's all dramatics here on out

Truth be told
i could never keep up
you knew from the start
i was gonna give up
yeah, you read me right
yeah, I'm THAT type
you set yourself up for the let down
so what was the shock when you found me out?

Don’t play the victim
guilt trippin' wont work on me
they can talk all they want
what do i care honestly?
why bother to kick the dog when he’s down
if the cat's in the bag, and the mice all left town
its all dramatics here on out

if there was a last page, it would state
in clear bold print for you and i to see
i wasn’t thinking
but DAMN that boy could sing

Remember before i left
I returned your Bukowski book
you claimed i was one step away
from being the trash he'd take back to his place

but i wont say sorry
cuz apologies all sound the same
and I'm neither ashamed, nor am i willing to change
in the first place

Truth be told
i always thought you deserved better
than what I’m not
Truth be told,
i always thought, you deserved better
someone sweeter
oh, just forget her

Truth be told
i truly believe
you couldn’t get any better, so i had to leave
you were too good for me
You were too good for me