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Archival collection of various demos recorded at several homes.

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released February 23, 2011

Jarl Quetzalcoatl Sonkin

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Track Name: Jaxon
I wanna see Jaxon, I wanna see Jaxon, I wanna see Jaxon,
Jaxon don't wanna see me.
Oh, I'm gonna leave.
I'm going, going, going, going, gone, gone, gone…
I'm going away!

I don't know jack, son. I don't know jack, son. I don't know jack, son.
Jack's just about all I know.
Know Nothing but no.
I'm gonn, gonn, gonn, gonn, gone, gone, gone…
I'm gonna say, "Nay!"

I'm jumping jacks on-, I'm jumping jacks on-, I'm jumping jacks on-, I'm jumping jacks on-and-on.
Jumped candlelight long.
I'm goin, goin, goin, goin, gone…
I'm going Featherweight!

I'm going to Jackson, I'm going to Jackson, I'm going to Jackson, I'm going to Jackson town.
I'm gonna mess around.
I'm going, going, going, going, gone…
I'm gonna stay!

I'm gonna paint jax on-, I'm gonna paint jax on-, I'm gonna paint jax on-, I'm gonna paint jax ON THE WALL,
Say "That's all I saw."
I'm gonn, gonn, gonn, gonn, gone, gone, gone…
I'm gonna play!

I can't be Jack's son, I can't be Jack's son, I can't be Jack's son.
Jack's son, he be only 3.
111, be me.
I'm going, going, going, going, gone…
I'm going gray!
Track Name: Clockadoodledoo
1-2-3 o'clock, 4 o'clock, rock…
5-6-7 o'clock, 8 o'clock, rock…
9-10-11 o'clock, 12 o'clock, rock…

I'm tired of rocking around the clockadoodle
The clockadoodle.
Clockadoodledoo, do sing to you,

"Wow! Yeah! Hey baby wake up, come and dance with me!"

Every morning, the rooster crows.
Something tells me, I've got to go.

"Wow! Yeah! Hey baby wake up, come and dance with me!"
Track Name: 2008/2009
It’s such a happy new time
Another verse with which to end in a rhyme

It’s the salad bowl,
In the middle of the night.
In the middle of the cold,
When the neighbors have called,
And they’ve called you cause
You don’t know how to play guitar.

It’s such a happy new time again,
Another verse with which to end in a rhyme, again…

And again, etc.
Track Name: Aphids
Aphids…Aphids…Aphids…Aphids,
You don’t know me, and you’ve got nothing to show
Meet me at the corner store, and I’ll show you
How to run, run, how to run now, Aphid,
With some gum
And some rum

Aphids…Aphids…Aphids…Aphids,
There lies something in your hearts that you can’t love
You just love what you’re thinking of, what it’s sposed t’ meant t’ be like
Meant to be like, what’s it meant to be like, what’s it meant to be like, Aphid?
“Be like Ike/
Ride your bike!”

Oh, there’s no such thing as a king.
You can have it all, sleep on a mattress of a million things.
But a mountain of things ain’t gonna make the world suddenly sing
And the words that I sing are not the same ones that a cell-a-phone rings

Oh, there's too much bling on your ring
Seems impossible, and still you sit there with the world on a string
But the counting of strings may be the only tethers that you can cling
And the herds shall all cling to the immortal words of buh-buh-buh-Bing!

Aphids…Aphids…Aphids…Aphids
Gimme something that’ll prove you’re in existence, something rare, I’m persisting
That I hate that old, “Go ghetto, go ghetto, go ghetto, go ghetto!/
Don’t be poor.
Must be more.”

Don’t be poor,
There must be more…

More aphids…aphids…aphids…aphids
Track Name: Whether Baby
“Take a sip, because…"
It’s harder to sink a stone!
"Bring three ships, because…"
I hear that’s how it’s going down!
She licked my lips,
She says I "don’t want to be alone"

But,
“She is a weather vane, Hiding in the sand”
Awe
She is a Whether Baby, She don’t give a damn

“Listen closely, or else I don’t think you’ll understand"
No!
"Change your clothes, dear”
I said, Is that how you measure a man’s soul?
She pinched my nose,
She says I "don’t wanna be a ghost"

But,
“She is a weather vain, Hiding in the sand”
Aww
She is a Whether Baby, She don’t give a damn

Ate that shit, because I wanted to be alone
Changed my clothes, and now I feel like a goddamn ghost
She holds me close,
She says I "don’t wannabe unknown"

And it’s hard,
I know
To be un/It’s the un,
Unknown
But you think that it’s/Can you please get it,
To go
But it's hard, hard, hard,
We know

“She is a weather vein, Hiding in the sand”
Ahh
She is our Whether Baby, She don’t give a damn

“She is a weather vane, Hiding in the sand”
Nah
She‘s our own whether baby, she don’t give a damn
Track Name: More Threes
Why don’t you try something to eat?
Please tell me why I still do things.

I won’t suspend your disbelief

It’s not so easy falling down.
There’s simpler ways to get around.

I won’t suspend your disbelief

No I won’t

I won’t suspend your disbelief

No I won’t