nattyMatty Posted June 1, 2007 Report Share Posted June 1, 2007 Barbed Wire Whipping Party Lyrics: Robert Hunter/Grateful DeadMusic: [almost none]This bit of madness was recorded during the sessions for Aomoxoa, using tape loops, feedback and all sorts of wierdness. The lyrics (such as they are) are spoken or chanted - I've only transcribed fragments, which are often repeated incessantly and on top of each other Oh yeahStay in the general area (area, area, area)Stay in the general area [etc]What's the name of this stuff?Meat, meat, gimme my meatMeat, meat, gimme my meatMeat, meat, gimme my meat[etc]Hello, talkTalk, talk, talkStay in the general area[Robert Hunter]The barbed wire whipping party in the razor blade forestSweet live meat, my fangs could unravel youBack, hand, whip, lash, [eskers], sange froid, leather picnicDuty, cold blood, barbed wire, naked on the table, laughingFeet stained wine and eyes smokingNo is permittedThere's more freedom than you could choke down in ten thousand yearsThe other day I went to Mars and talked to GodAnd he told me to tell you to hang tight and don't worryThe solution to everything is deathRecordingsThe version recorded for Aoxomoxoa has not been released, and does not seem likely to be. Eric Levy asked David Gans, Blair Jackson, and Steve Silberman about this in an interview for Relix Magazine about the "So Many Roads" box set: Levy: David, when I asked you about the contents a few months ago, "Barbed Wire Whipping Party" was going to be included at the time.Jackson: Vetoed very close to the last moment by Robert Hunter.Levy: Really! Is he on it?Gans: Oh yeah, he's on it. He and David Nelson were major stars in "The Barbed Wire Whipping Party." Nelson was all in favor of it, but Hunter exercised his veto power exactly once, and we were not going to argue with him about it.And a recent (June 2001) exchange on the Grateful Dead Hour mailing list: I think someone asked this already, but is there any chance "Barbed Wire Whipping Party" could be a bonus track on the Aoxomoxoa remix that will be coming out?Gans: No. David Lemieux told me he asked about it and was told NO in no uncertain terms. Robert Hunter himself commented on this during a concert on 11 June 2003: "The barbed wire whipping party in the razor blade forest."That was my addition to Aomoxoa but when I listened to it (I suppose you all have heard tapes of it by now) I decided it was blasphemy and I wasn't sure I wanted to live with it for the rest of my life, so I decided it shouldn't go on. That was when they realised I was a chicken and a coward and I couldn't be in the band. "Here, Hunter, take a pencil, you asshole. You realise how good that is?" Hey man, I could have been the next Kurt Cobain."The other day I went to Mars and talked to God. And he told me to tell you to hang tight and not worry. The solution to everying is death."I mean, would you want that on your conscience for the flower-power generation, man? No, no. I mean, it's true in its own way, but ... well the part about going to Mars is true, the rest of it's not. Futher InformationFor an online discussion of the lyrics to this song see the deadsongs.vue conference on The Well.For more information on recordings see Matt Schofield's Grateful Dead Family Discographyhttp://www3.clearlight.com/~acsa/intro.htm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nattyMatty Posted June 1, 2007 Report Share Posted June 1, 2007 Theres a small piece of pie.. hehe... rotton apple pie in my opinion. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 6, 2007 Report Share Posted June 6, 2007 Home is where I want to bePick me up and turn me roundI feel numb - burn with a weak heart(So I) guess I must be having funThe less we say about it the betterMake it up as we go alongFeet on the groundHead in the skyIt's ok I know nothing's wrong . . nothingHi yo I got plenty of timeHi yo you got light in your eyesAnd you're standing here beside meI love the passing of timeNever for moneyAlways for loveCover up + say goodnight . . . say goodnightHome - is where I want to beBut I guess I'm already thereI come home - -she lifted up her wingsGuess that this must be the placeI can't tell one from anotherDid I find you, or you find me?There was a time Before we were bornIf someone asks, this where I'll be . . . where I'll beHi yo We drift in and outHi yo sing into my mouthOut of all tose kinds of peopleYou got a face with a viewI'm just an animal looking for a homeShare the same space for a minute or twoAnd you love me till my heart stopsLove me till I'm deadEyes that light up, eyes look through youCover up the blank spotsHit me on the head Ah ooh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Baj Posted June 6, 2007 Report Share Posted June 6, 2007 you make it like 'this must be the place' 'HOME' anywhere I am with you Cap'mmmmmm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 6, 2007 Report Share Posted June 6, 2007 You know I posted that for you! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr_Evil_Mouse Posted June 6, 2007 Report Share Posted June 6, 2007 Everybody knows that the dice are loadedEverybody rolls with their fingers crossedEverybody knows that the war is overEverybody knows the good guys lostEverybody knows the fight was fixedThe poor stay poor, the rich get richThats how it goesEverybody knowsEverybody knows that the boat is leakingEverybody knows that the captain liedEverybody got this broken feelingLike their father or their dog just diedEverybody talking to their pocketsEverybody wants a box of chocolatesAnd a long stem roseEverybody knowsEverybody knows that you love me babyEverybody knows that you really doEverybody knows that you've been faithfulGive or take a night or twoEverybody knows you've been discreetBut there were so many people you just had to meetWithout your clothesAnd everybody knowsEverybody knows, everybody knowsThats how it goesEverybody knowsEverybody knows, everybody knowsThats how it goesEverybody knowsAnd everybody knows that it's now or neverEverybody knows that its me or youAnd everybody knows that you live foreverWhen you've done a line or twoEverybody knows the deal is rottenOld Black Joe's still pickin' cottonFor your ribbons and bowsAnd everybody knowsAnd everybody knows that the plague is comingEverybody knows that it's moving fastEverybody knows that the naked man and womanAre just a shining artifact of the pastEverybody knows the scene is deadBut there's gonna be a meter on your bedThat will discloseWhat everybody knowsAnd everybody knows that you're in troubleEverybody knows what you've been throughFrom the bloody cross on top of calvaryTo the beach of MalibuEverybody knows it's coming apartTake one last look at this sacred heartBefore it blowsAnd everybody knowsEverybody knows, everybody knowsThats how it goesEverybody knowsOh everybody knows, everybody knowsThats how it goesEverybody knows Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 6, 2007 Report Share Posted June 6, 2007 F-in trees with the pumpkin pie! I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard Ain't it hard, To want somebody who doesn't want you And I've been waiting for a year, a day Some strange weather must be blowing' my way Cause I got no mind to go or to stay, Or be left behind Holding' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier With nothing' to shoot And nowhere to lose This bottle of blues Egos drone And pose alone Like black balloons All banged and blown On a backwoods river The infidels shiver In the stench of belief I tell my momma I'm a hundred years late I'm over the rails And out of the race And the crippled psalms Of an age that won't thaw Are ringing in my ears Holding' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier With nothing' to shoot And nowhere dreams it's a.. Bottle of blues I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard, ain't it hard, To want somebody who doesn't want you Holding' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier With nothing' to shoot And nowhere dreams it's a.. Bottle of blues Bottle of blues Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nattyMatty Posted June 7, 2007 Report Share Posted June 7, 2007 I love that nieve Melody!... I was actually laying in bed the other day thinking about that tune and was going to post the lyrics for it heheh Groovie dude. I was actually down in Norfolk in march for a Rat Dog show and Bobbino I like to call him Busted out with "Take me to the river" Blew my mind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted June 15, 2007 Report Share Posted June 15, 2007 i buttered your breadi sniffed your wineand when i was tiredi was tired of lyingi'm falling i'm falling i'm falling i falllike i fell for youwhose name is a crucifier?whose heart needs a bigger sweater?who throws pages into the fire?oh if that's you, why would i know this?i'm not your fleecei'm not your fireand i'm not your crayonand i'm not your kindwhose name is a crucifier?whose heart needs a bigger sweater?who throws pages into the fire?well if that's you, i wouldn't know Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
YearsAlongTheSea Posted June 15, 2007 Report Share Posted June 15, 2007 "Give me your fucking money...."-The Disco Biscuitsso poetic.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted June 24, 2007 Report Share Posted June 24, 2007 Lyrics for a lazy Sunday ...Your gentleman callerwell, he's been calling anotherhe loves his forbidden fruit.And it dribbles down his chinhe cries, "Baby, I've been drinkingwith some friends! Now how'bout a little kiss..."Bad boy!Rub his nose in it!What a messand he's playing dumb"doo do do doo do doo ..."I'm not looking for a lover,all those lovers are liarsI'd never lie to youYou say you want to get even?Yeah, you want to getyour bad man good?Well, are you in the mood?You bad girl!Does it feel good being bad?And getting worse?"Doo do do doo do doo ..."But in the morningon the sober dawn of Sundayyou're not sure what you have donewho told you love was fleeting?sometimes men can be so misleadingto take what they need from youwhatever you need to make you feellike you've been the one behind the wheelthe sunrise is just over that hillthe worst is overthe worst is overthe worst is overWhatever I said to make you thinkthat love's the religion of the weakthis morning we love like weaklingsthe worst is over.(ok, not sure it works without the music ...) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NewRider Posted June 24, 2007 Report Share Posted June 24, 2007 Our love is dead but without limit, like the surface of the moon or the land between here and the mountains. Well, it is not these hiding placesthat have kept us innocent but the way you taught me to just let it all go by.And so we've learned to be as faithless, stand behind bulletproof glass,exchanging our affections through a drawer. And it was always horribly convenientand happening too fast. You should count your change before you're even out the door.Yes, you should but please...Return, return to the person that you were. And I will do the same cause it is too hard to belong to someone who is gone. My compass spins. The wilderness remains.Once too often, I have retreated into the depths of my despair.I built a barricade to block you on the road. But standing there with all of my possessions,piled higher than a house, I felt closer to you than you ever would have known.So let these tiny acts of charity become common ground of which to build a monument to commemorate our time. And though, you say, you've found another who will surely speed you on your way,don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by. But you will, so...So hurry up and run to the one that you love. And blind him with your kindness.And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before.And he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart.Well, now, I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky.There are still a few holes that let in a little rain. And so it is crying on my shingles.My floorboards moan under my feet. The refrigerator is whining, so I've got reason to complain. But I am not gonna bless you with such compliments,some degrading psalm of praise, like the kind that converted you to me so long ago.Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town.You can save face but you won't ever save your soul. And that's a fact.So hurry up and run to the one that you love. And tie him up in you likeness,And he'll become, become the prisoner I was. And know all that has spoiled in your heart.And know all that has spoiled in your heart.So hurry up and run to the one that you love. And blind him with your kindness.And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before.And he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart.Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart.(So hurry up and run to the one that you love. And blind him with your kindness.And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before.And he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart.Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled...) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted June 24, 2007 Report Share Posted June 24, 2007 Yours was much more romantic. Kudos! There were no dribbling chin moments, and that's something.Long! But nice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NewRider Posted June 24, 2007 Report Share Posted June 24, 2007 one of the best alt country tunes ever written! total brilliance. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nellie Posted June 25, 2007 Report Share Posted June 25, 2007 Strange and beautifulare the stars tonightthat dance around your headin your eyes I see that perfect worldI hope that doesn't sound too weirdAnd I want all the world to knowthat your love's all I needall that I needand if we're lostthen we are lost togetheryea if we're lostthen we are lost togetherI stand before this faceless crowdand I wonder why I botherso much controlled by so fewstumbling from one disaster to anotherI've heard it all so many times beforeit's all a dream to me nowa dream to me nowAnd if we're lostthen we are lost togetheryea if we're lostthen we are lost togetherIn this silence of this whispered nightI listen only to your breathand that second of a shooting starsomehow it all makes senseAnd I want all the world to knowthat your love's all I needall that I needand if we're lostthen we are lost togetheryea if we're lostthen we are lost together Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 26, 2007 Report Share Posted June 26, 2007 Why do they call her Wren? She changed her name to fit the way that she was feeling thenThen Wren, she spilled some wine, Forgot the names they used to call her in those other timesTruly, underneath the stars there are a million ways to be the way you are . . All of them dyingUnderneath the rays there’ll be a million ways to live the days ahead . . Why are we crying?If I knock . . what will I say? I know you’ve been in your home & I’ve been far awayWhen I knock . . who will I be? I know you’re a different you & I’ve forgotten meTruly, underneath the stars there are a million ways to be the way you are . . All of them dyingUnderneath their rays there’ll be a million ways to live the days ahead . . Why are we crying?Why not change our names? Some things we won’t recognize . . Some will remain the samesome people roll a stone . . Find out they were never really even in their homeUnderneath the stars there are a million ways to be the way you are . . All of them dyingUnderneath the rays there’ll be a million ways to live the days ahead . . Why are we crying?There were words . . on my skin . . You touched them & they woke again . . Now they’re on the wind . . Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Baj Posted June 26, 2007 Report Share Posted June 26, 2007 Beautiful just like you... thanks for introducing me to RRE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 26, 2007 Report Share Posted June 26, 2007 In still water we found our own gravesFell in the flamesWalked our own paceYour loving’s been a blessing to me And the blessings returnedAnd all that you seeHell riders out on the hillTheir shadows upon usAnd they follow us stillDon’t let them into your heartWe’ll go about our days and keep livingLove…This loving is freeI’m dreaming with meWe’ll make it our heartLove…Its river runs slowBut it’ll go where we goAnd follow it onWe’ll follow it onDim preachers preaching their wars rattling soilI can’t even hear anymore To believe what they say, is believingLove…This loving is freeCome make it with meWe’ll make it our homeLove…Its river runs slowIt’ll go where we goAnd follow it onI don’t even care anymoreIf I sleep in a bed or I sleep on the floorI’ll roll over and I know where you areI believe in our love and I trust in your heartLove…This loving is freeCome make it with meWe’ll call it our homeLove…Its river runs slowIt’ll go where we goAnd follow it onLove…This loving is freeCome dream it with meWe’ll make it our ownLove…Its river runs slowLets go where we goWe’ll call it our homeLove…This loving is freeCome make it with meWe’ll call it our homeWe’ll call it our home… Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 27, 2007 Report Share Posted June 27, 2007 Wait, wait for the moment to comeStand up, stand up and take my handBelieve, believe in mysteryLove love love love is simple as 1-2-3I'm a know-it-all, I'm smartest man aroundThat's right, you learn real fast through the smartest girl in townHere come a riddle, here come a clueIf you were really smart, you'd know what to doWhen...Jump back, sit back, get back, relaxIt's okI've called in sick I won't go toWork todayI'd rather be with theOne I loveI neglect my duties, I be in trouble butI've been to college, I've been to schoolI've met the people that you read about in booksHere come a riddle, here come a clueIf you were really smart you'd know what to do when I sayJet pilot gone out of control, ship captain on the groundStock broker make a bad investment when love has come to townWhere, where is my common sense?How...did I get in a jam like this?Believe, I believe in mysteryLove, love love love is simple as 1-2-3Here come a riddle, here come a clueIf you were really smart, you'd know what to do when I sayWhy am I going out of my head, whenever you're around?The answer is obvious, love has come to town Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captainsunshine Posted June 28, 2007 Report Share Posted June 28, 2007 Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happenTonight we'll put all other things asideGet in this time and show me some affectionWe're goin' for those pleasures in the nightI want to love you, feel you, wrap myself around youI want to squeeze you, please you, I just can't get enoughAnd if you move real slow I let it goI'm so excited and I just can't hide itI'm about to lose control and I think I like itI'm so excited and I just can't hide itAnd I know I know I know I know I know I want youWe shouldn't even think about tomorrowSweet memories will last for long long timeWe'll have a good time, Baby, don't do worryAnd if we're still playin' around boy that's just fineLet's get excited, we just can't hide itI'm about to lose control and I think I like itI'm so excited and I just can't hide itI know I know I know I know I know I want you, I want youI want to love you, feel you, wrap myself around youI want to squeeze you, please you, I just can't get enoughAnd if you move real slow I let it goI'm so excited, I just can't hide itI'm about to lose control and I think I like itI'm so excited and I just can't hide itI know I know I know I know I know I want you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted June 28, 2007 Report Share Posted June 28, 2007 Stone walls and steel bars, a love on my mindI'm a three time loser, I'm long gone this time. Jealousy has took my young life, All for the love of another man's wife. I've had it coming, I've known all the time, No more stone walls and steel bars and you on my mind. Gray-haired warden, deep Frisco Bay, Guards all around me leading my way. I've had it coming, I'm at the end of the line, No more stone walls and steel bars and you on my mind. Stone walls and steel bars, a love on my mind, I'm a three time loser, I'm long gone this time. ---------Stone Walls & Steel BarsRay Marcum/Ray Pennington Arr. Stanley Brothers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted June 28, 2007 Report Share Posted June 28, 2007 Ten years passedAnd I ended up withA house full of catsMost of them went missingFrom that window you never fixedAnd that door you never latchedAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NewRider Posted June 29, 2007 Report Share Posted June 29, 2007 Pickin' up the pieces of my sweet shattered dreamI wonder how the old folks are tonightHer name was Ann and I'll be damned if I recall her faceShe left me not knowin' what to do Carefree highway, let me slip away on youCarefree highway, you seen better daysThe mornin' after blues from my head down to my shoesCarefree highway, let me slip awaySlip away on you Turnin' back the pages to the times I love bestI wonder if she'll ever do the sameNow the thing that I call livin' is just bein' satisfiedWith knowin' I got no one left to blame Carefree highway, got ta see you my old flameCarefree highway, you seen better daysThe mornin' after blues from my head down to my shoesCarefree highway, let me slip awaySlip away on you Searchin' through the fragments of my dream-shattered sleepI wonder if the years have closed her mindI guess it must be wanderlust or tryin' to get freeFrom the good old faithful feelin' we once knew Carefree highway, let me slip away on youCarefree highway, you seen better daysThe mornin' after blues from my head down to my shoesCarefree highway, let me slip awaySlip away on youLet me slip away on youCarefree highway, got ta see you my old flameCarefree highway, you seen better daysThe mornin' after blues from my head down to my shoesCarefree highway, let me slip awaySlip away on you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nellie Posted June 29, 2007 Report Share Posted June 29, 2007 I am a blue blood I will admit that. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house, on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with my blue pen.I sing the blue notes to my blue friends.Now I don't know that much about you, but I like you because you’re true blue.I had a blue dream about a blue star. In it I drove there in my blue car. And when I got there, I met a blue dog with a blue tongue, we had some real fun. We bounced a blue ball. It broke a blue glass. We banged on blue drums and called it bluegrass. Guess the thing I'm trying to tell you, is that it’s best kid if you're true blue.Once I had gangrene, I got it real bad. And so the Doc came with his black bag. I said "You know doc, I don't feel swell. If you had a blue bag I think I'd feel well."So he came right back with a blue sack. He said, "Will this do?" I said, "Why not? Yeah." That’s how I am here today to tell you,that it’s best man to be true blue.Out on the blue sea I sailed a blue ship.I had a first mate, always had blue lips. His name was Bluebeard. He had a weird twitch. We flew a blue flag on a big stick. And we ate bluegill and we ate blue chips. Oh, I felt real blue eating that blue fish. Because there ain't much that I won't do,unless it keeps me from being true blue.Once in a blue moon there’s a blue sky. I wear my blue jeans and fly my blue kite. Hangs like a bluebird until the wind dies and then the tears pour out of my blue eyes. If it’s your birthday, we'll bake a blue cake and then we'll eat it off these blue plates. ‘cause kid I don't know much about you,but I like you because you're true blue. Yeah, I don't know much about you, but I like you ‘cause you're true blue. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nellie Posted June 29, 2007 Report Share Posted June 29, 2007 I can't forget the day, baby you walked away,I can't forget the day, mama you walked away,Can't forget the day that you walked away,When you come back next time, here to stay,That’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.Well it was early one morning you come draggin’ home,Well it was early one morning you come draggin’ home,It was early morning, dragging home say forgive me daddy for I gone wrong,That’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.Well you left that time and you ain’t gonna leave no more,Yeah, you left that time and you ain’t gonna leave no more,Well you left that time, ain’t gonna leave no more,I’m putting a lock on my back door,And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.Well I followed my baby to her barren place,Yeah I followed my baby to her barren place,Well I followed my baby to her barren place,Can’t get another writer to take your place,That’s the reason I’m telling you mama you’re losin’ out.You oughta heard me crying, baby you’re all I crave,You oughta heard me crying, mama you’re all I crave,You oughta heard me crying you’re all I crave,While I wrote your will upon your grave,And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama your losin’ out.And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama your losin’ out.And that’s the reason I’m telling you mama your losin’ out Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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