I wrote this song a few years ago, I don't exactly where it came from. There was a bunch of fragments floating around in a tepid, gelatinous sea, some crazed molecular shit went down and this song crawled out. It started out with just me on piano. When it was brand new I was playing it on a tour with Vancouver band The Co-Pilots and their guitar player Chad dubbed it an anarchist hymn.
Someone else called it my Bohemian Rhapsody - I don't know about that, but pretty high praise to a guy who was obsessed with Queen in his adolescence and whose first rock show was Freddie and crew (with Thin Lizzy opening!) Whatever. It evolved into an epic with full band orchestration - follow this link to hear it as performed by The Euphorians, recorded live off the floor in my basement by Mike Hall
and then I recently arranged it for solo accordion. Here's a link to a performance of the song:
Bouncy Castles
Bouncy Castles
I made a profession out of earnest confession
I was thinking to myself "I got it made"
as I spiraled down and out of a flesh-coloured parkade
on my way to the land of bouncy castles
where life's rich pageant exceeds television
on my way to the land of red wine by the box
where I throw away the locks
throw away the keys
always do exactly as I please
throw away the locks
throw away the keys
always do exactly as I please
I can't stand it
sleeping on the ground on the coldest planet in the universe
and what's worse
this planet don't even qualify to be a planet
damn it
I can't stand it
Well have you heard the news if you did you probably got the blues
just turn on your TV and you'll see
when the clouds devour the sky all the birds and butterflies will die
what will happen
is they'll drown
tattered wings and broken bodies fall to the ground
where they carpet the asphalt where spoked light standards sprout
where the crack whores roam on high heeled bones
thrust their jaws to heaven and mo-o-o-an
They took a taser, a medical laser, and an antiquated phaser
hooked the electrodes to my knees a peck on the cheek and a little squeeze
and they blasted my ass due south
upon arrival they hosed the vomit out of my mouth
Then they tucked me in a bed where every ridiculous thing I ever said
when I was three sheets to the wind
was played on a tape over and over again
when I could no longer hack it they buttoned up my special jacket
then they put me on a jet ski commandeered by Dostoyevsky
he said "Son we're on a mission up the river to discover the heart -
of the human condition
And I have it on sound authority that when we get there,
we'll find some pretty good fishin"
And we can throw away the locks
throw away the keys
always do exactly as we please
throw away the locks
throw away the keys
always do exactly as we please
BOUNCY CASTLES! One of my all-time favourites.
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