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E​.​P.

by Harlequin Jones

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1.
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
2.
Gutter Tango 03:55
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
3.
Soap 03:43
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
4.
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
5.
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.....
6.
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

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The first Harleqiun Jones EP we recorded and then creatively named the EP, "EP."

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released June 6, 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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Harlequin Jones Los Angeles, California

Conjuring piano based eerie rock, jazz, blues and dark cabaret songs in Los Angeles, CA

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