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The Bad Beginning

by Harlequin Jones

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1.
CARVE THAT CRAP I’ve spent more time planning My wake than my wedding Only to find that I won’t be attending Bride to be, hide and seek out for a future Resign me, inevitable loser We carried that same weight A burden of past dues Lungs like lifesavers The last thing to hold onto But what keeps you up at nights Not something you can touch I know what you’re not feeling, Fellow bankrupt I was born on a common wheel Adorned with coarse clay You’ve got to take what you’ve been given And carve the crap away She said it best, confessed to console Those first chapters near captured us sad bastards whole As a token, a memoir, a story she wrote I’m loaned a past when I need one retold Scars are scars and that’s all they are But so far it’s so hard to discharge what I’ve barred From a hateful heart I was born on a common wheel Adorned with coarse clay You’ve got to take what you’ve been given And carve that crap away Didn’t want in anyway I’ve spent more time planning My wake than my wedding We all hate your band So let’s all stop pretending! Stick to routine, make your men like machines I believe it to be, obscene in the least If that’s the least you can be I was born on a common wheel Adorned with coarse clay You’ve got to take what you’ve been given And carve that crap away You’ve got to take what you’ve been given And carve away
2.
Unsought 03:19
Guilty and tried for holding prior whores against you To my horror, all i connect to Severed ends left untied Plucked nude, stripped dry by what they did A castoff crown for this dowry's cyst Heaven sunken so shy Unsought forgotten company Locked down its got its grip on me You shut in, you're stuck in You're stagnate, so static Dulled round the edges with age old obsession Is this how you imagined it? You're slipping, you're slacking Get a move on, god damnit Bad brains, bad blood, abort my bad seed Cut off the cord detach my dynasty White flag rabid with weak will Before your altar i genuflect Sacred stillborn heart resurrect Nights like this can kill Unsought forgotten company Locked down its got its grip on me You shut in, you're stuck in You're stagnate, so static Dulled round the edges with age old obsession Is this how you imagined it? You're slipping, you're slacking Get a move on, god damnit Unsought forgotten company Locked down its got its grip on me
3.
Worried Ugly 03:47
WORRIED UGLY Sometimes I think I’ve lost What used to be my cost and currency Hop scotch string skipper Just another tongue twister Resistance, resistance The gig is up, my targets blurry but Business is business The blame reflects straight back at me I was worried Could have got ugly, pretty bad, pretty fast Too little, too late, out of town, out of state We were THIS close to missing THAT train Could have got ugly I’ve got so many keys to keep me company Still I was lonely and they were never eager to talk Till slowly it showed me If ever stuck in stubborn sands - change the locks And to worry now just sounds silly I feel unworthy still unwilling to stop Cause when it’s dead on, bull’s eye view head on I’m humbled at the world’s loss It could have got ugly We should have lost our everything Pretty bad, pretty fast Count my blessings born of a curse As if everything was beautiful and nothing hurt Now I don’t worry Those narcissists, what arrogance A list of insignificance Its evident that ends permit our bliss to blossom When all our friends move onto better things We’ll be alone, but harmony is All the more reason not to worry I couldn’t stand the static for one more second The pull, the draw, the force that a southern coast beckoned Filled in the distance which had ripped us aptly apart Finished the black bear pause in a racehorse heart It could have got ugly We should have lost our everything Pretty bad, pretty fast Count my blessings born of a curse As if everything was beautiful and nothing hurt Now I don’t worry
4.
WILL O’ THE WISP Time and time again I forget somewhere along the line i turned into an insect but with it came my pay, i can see through dark and day still, there used to be so much more i could do I question if you know the depths i would allude to I wonder why some might be spared from knowing what its like This isn't me this is a private tragedy There used to be so much much more i could do OH, what i would give to kill that will o' the wisp you don't know where i've been I beg the tale was never told we'd dare enter together then exit alone It's got a hold youd never know please release this leash from me and youll be freed also Ever stop to think of the life and length it takes To crawl away CAN YOU EVEN RELATE? OH, what i would give to kill that will o' the wisp you don't know where i've been OH, what i would give to kill that will o' the wisp you don't know where i've... NO, you don't know where I've been
5.
THE EPIC SONG I’ve been keeping hushed, I’ve been staying mum as of late Its not a matter of losing voice or having nothing to say I’ve got a mouth that sews the seeds For every half truth the land sprouts up weeds For every day done another spore’s fed Till rather than banter, there’s briar instead Don’t let that one leave that hell of a home Keep it to add to the skeleton’s wardrobe His closets packed, more or less just the same Sewn lips stitched shut where secrets are safe You know I was a liar, I’m out and over shame I had a cross to carry, I had a head to hang Ox with cloven hoof, harlot without her pay I’m up there on that list, I’m down there in their rank Like a game of Russian roulette, lacking that lucky bullet The thrill is killed when nothing comes from it Have all of my efforts And therein lack of For pain or pleasure Been in vain? I’m so vain Its never enough, lips curl from smile to snarl so fast She’s cast us in shade, oh the shame It seems to be its safe to say: I’m setting sail at storms at bay To rhythmic childish singsong steps Ashes to dust my kingdom’s spent Sometimes I swear I hear her moan Sung to the tune of a mute tone Play dead, go for the throat Singe off the ends, make that spark smoke I wanted to see the good so bad I’d cross out the stumps to black out the past Now I don’t wait for love or hate I just, I just, I just…. Fuck eating, fuck sleep, less I’ve got less I need I’m out of the game but still up on my feet Who needs a hand in this process of dealing I’ve got everything I need You know me best, I don’t study I cheat I don’t need luck, I’ve got tricks up my sleeve Rigged dice, darts, chips, cards I’ve got everything I need Have all of my efforts And therein lack of For pain or pleasure Been in vain? Its never enough, lips curls from smile to snarl so fast she’s cast us in shade oh the shame
6.
BOLD AS BRASS Bite down harder cuz there is no other Can’t find it in a lover What help me best hurts us worse, what helps me best shouldn’t work Bold As Brass somewhere in there I know you know You’re better than that Nurse each breath with apprehension my beauty my beast my famine my feast deems the cleanest slate the most expensive I let my defenses get the best of me Bold As Brass somewhere in there I know you know You’re better than that My duty to what I’ve obliged My monumental sacrifice The slither in the sky like the pity and the pride of unjust drunken lovers Always recovering, never recovered It goes: Bold As Brass somewhere in there I know you know You’re better than that

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released January 1, 2012

Amanda von Loon - vocals, piano, lyrics
Jesse Arcadio - drums, guitars, bass, glockenspiel, backing vocal on "Will O' The Wisp."

with Tim Wilson - slide guitar, backing vocal on "Will O' The Wisp."

Produced by Tim Wilson and Harlequin Jones

Album artwork by Aaron Needham

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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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