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Beige
02:56
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Beige
I’m afraid of beige and what it can do
I’m afraid of beige and what it’s done to you
You live in a world neither here nor there
You live in a world where all you care about is beige
I’m afraid of beige it’s a neutral hue
It don’t say nothin’ like black or blue
Yellow, orange, purple or red make you feel alive
But now I feelin’ brain dead from all this beige, beige
Your house is beige, your car is beige,
your couch is beige nd so are your clothes
Nothing bothers you girl you’re cool and composed
But inside your head you rant and rage Screaming silently while you’re drowning in beige, beige
But everything’s gonna be just fine now
Everything’s gonna be alright
All you needed was a little brown now
A little brown and a whole lotta white make beige
Gold shows that you’ve got money
Grey shows that you’ve got age
Nobody’s green with envy
You locked yourself inside a cage
Painted beige, beige
I’m afraid of beige, it’s subtle but strong
I’m afraid of beige, it’s a one note song
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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2. |
After the Carnival
03:11
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After the Carnival
My true love is weeping
After the carnival
Sweeping confetti
Up day after day
Joy is so fleeting
After the carnival
Alone in her room, oh
That’s where she’ll stay
Gray is the sky
After the carnival
Pale is her face
As a winter’s day
The trumpets fall silent
After the carnival
The drums have no thunder
The banjo won’t play
After the carnival
Nobody sings Callooh! Callay!
After the carnival
The wind blows all our memories away
Her mask lies abandoned
After the carnival
She’s given up whiskey
And feathers for Lent
Her costume lies crumpled
After the carnival
But one day those shoes
Will dance again
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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3. |
The Virgin Gets Around
02:26
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The Virgin Gets Around
The Virgin gets around
The Virgin gets around
I’ve seen her in the city
At the beach, all over town
Seen her in a painting
On a postage stamp
The Virgin gets around
But she ain’t no tramp
Obliterating evil
Faster than a gun
The Virgin’s really cool
And so is her son
No matter what they say
No matter what they write
The Virgin’s always there
All the day and through the night
She’s been to Ireland and Mexico
Where she’ll show up next, nobody knows
She’s been to Portugal and Medjugorje
Believe it or not, that’s the story of
The Virgin gets around
The Virgin gets around
I’ve seen her in a Chevy
In a robe and golden crown
Sometimes she’s all in green
Sometimes in white and blue
Some say she’s a myth
Some say that it’s true
Floating in the clouds
With her two feet on the ground
Her tears they fall like rain
While her sacred heart it pounds
No matter what they say
No matter what they write
The Virgin’s always there
All the day and through the night
Giving hope to the homeless
Hungry and the lame
Crying for the president
Who’s really gone insane
Obliterating evil faster than a gun
The Virgin’s really cool
And so is her son
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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4. |
The Theater Called
02:17
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The Theater Called
I was standing on the ledge
With a rope around my neck
When the theater called
But they called collect
For a walk on part
I’d sell my soul
To be the leading man
Just gimme the role
A roll with butter
And a couple of eggs
And coffee black
Oh, don’t make me beg
Yeah, the theater called
But they didn’t call back
And I’ve seen the future
We’re all wearing black
Is it a play?
Or is it for real?
Oh, what’s the difference?
It’s how you feel
When the curtain goes up
And the bright lights shine
For a couple of hours
You can leave it all behind
When the music ends
And the curtain comes down
We all wind up
In a hole in the ground
So, write a new play
With your soul on each page
And never give up
Until you find the next stage
When the theater calls
And you’re waiting to hear
So, you sit at the bar
Drinking whiskey and beer
Wined and dined
By a couple of backers
Who think they look better
Surrounded by actors
Yeah, the theater called
But they called collect
Yeah, the theater called
But they didn’t call back
When the theater calls
And you’re waiting to hear
When the theater calls
Drinking whiskey and beer
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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5. |
Song for Rick (Danko)
04:41
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Song for Rick (Danko)
He came from Canada
Sang harmony and played the bass guitar
Drivin’ round the country
Playin’ rhythm and blues
In an old rusty van
He led the life he chose
Oh he came from Canada
He left Ontario
Another kid who
Lived for rock n roll
The world swirled around him
In a neon haze
Of cheap motels and fun-house faces
He left Ontario
18 years of playin’ in the Band
Money like water
Poured through his hands
Drugs and women, they took their toll
Greed and suicide nearly froze his soul
I met him on the road
He was hungry and tired
Of carryin’ that heavy load
He played the fiddle
We sang some songs
Drank some Southern Comfort
And stayed up til dawn
Oh, I met him on the road
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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mona lisa rocket launcher
mona lisa rocket launcher
leonardo’s lethal daughter
mona lisa rocket launcher
none have won whoever fought her
england fell without a chance
italy, japan and france
a bit destructive as a child
lightning mind and little smile
never know what she is thinking
all the while your ship is sinking
an odd but beguiling lass
blink your eye your ass is grass
winter, spring, fall or the summertime
that renaissance girl is always on my mind
her timeless mystery just drives me wild
was she mother earth or the devil’s child
mona lisa rocket launcher
guerilla fighters all adore her
mona lisa rocket launcher
blow you right out of your armchair
blast your head right off your neck
usa you are next
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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7. |
The Bottle Man
05:04
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The Bottle Man
The Bottle Man of the beyond
Is standing on my corner
In his hat and overcoat
Like a crazy scarecrow
He pushes his shopping cart
That clangs and bangs and rattles
Like a soldier’s ghost
Marching home from battle
The Bottle Man of the beyond
Once he had a sweetheart
But she froze to death one winter’s night
Sleeping outside the ballpark
Now people pass him by
As he laughs and howls and swears
As he hoards his earthly treasure
Like a ragged millionaire
The Bottle Man of the beyond
He came from out of nowhere
And one day soon, by summer’s end
He’s scheduled to return there
Now he’s digging through the trash
And he sleeps in a burned-out car
But he’s only passing through
On his journey to the stars
All Hail The Bottle Man!
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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8. |
Strange Changes
03:44
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Strange Changes
There’s a burger king on the hillside
Where the strawberries used to grow
And planes circle above me
Like giant mosquitoes
Whatever happened to this town
Nobody seems to know
Strange how things change, oh yeah
Some buy their dreams with money
Some pray at the savior’s feet
In the land of guns and honey
How do you spell relief
With 2 million homeless people
Living on the street
Strange how things change, oh yeah
Strange changes, strange changes
Strange times
Pray you don’t lose your mind
Now the president’s a wise guy
Trying to act cute
Has he lost his mind
Or left it in his other suit
We don’t need a TV star
Just someone to tell the truth
Strange how things change, oh yeah
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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9. |
Another You
04:11
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Another You
I am another you
A Pagan, a Christian, a Muslim, a Hindu, and Jew
Black, white, red, yellow or brown
We come in all colors, we share common ground
Give me your hand, the time has now come
Your laugh is a song, your heart is the drum
Your laugh is a song, your heart is the drum
I, oh I, am another you
What we’re all doing here, I haven’t a clue
The dawn may be dark, but there’s light in your eyes
Is it peace that you want? Only you can decide
What brings us together? What tears us apart?
Don’t turn your head, just open your heart
No, don’t run and hide, just open your heart
I am another you
A Rasta, a Buddhist, an Agnostic and a Ghost Dancer too
The words to this song won’t stop any wars
It’s happening now, it happened before
Brothers will fight, their mothers will cry
Let’s stop all this hate before one more dies
Let’s stop all this hate before one more dies
I am another you
A Christian, a Muslim, a Hindu and a Zen prankster too
Black, white, red, yellow or brown
Peace is the word and Om is the sound (Om)
Give me your hand, the time has now come
Your laugh is a song, your heart is the drum
Your laugh is a song, your heart is the drum
Your laugh is a song, your heart is the drum
Your laugh is a song, your heart is the drum
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth/Sonic Kruth BMI 2021
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10. |
Anything
03:51
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Anything
Pickin’ up broken glass with bare fingers
I’d do anything in the world for you
Make a soup of rusty nails and shingles
Even eat the rubber sole of my shoe
I’m standin’ atop a ladder
I’m washin’ the windows of my soul
This sad world is getting sadder
Just tickle my ribs till I lose control
Runnin’ out for Chinese food in a snowstorm
I’d do anything in the world for you
Tattoo your dog’s face on my forearm
Even use my toothbrush to paint your bathroom blue
You keep playin’ hard to get yeah
Just slippin’ away like the setting sun
Our love is like a cigarette
There’s nothin’ but ashes when it’s done
Every time I try to nail you down
I just beat myself up with the hammer
You walk by dressed to kill
And find me lounging on the sofa
In my polka dot pajamas
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth - Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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11. |
Wild Is the Way
04:06
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Wild is the Way
In the jungle, roams the tiger
Proud and mighty, swift and graceful
Oh, she is not afraid, she is not afraid
For wild is the tiger’s way
Across the ocean darts the dolphin
Sleek and silver, free and laughing
Oh, she is not afraid, she is not afraid
For wild is the dolphin’s way
What became of civilization
Run amok by our ambition
Growing lazy with each convenience
Outsmarted again by our own genius
In the forest, plays the monkey
In the treetops, swinging joyfully
Oh, she is not afraid, she is not afraid
For wild is the monkey’s way
On the mountain, dwells the Buddha
In a cold cave, with his mind blazing
He is not afraid, he is not afraid
For wild is the Buddha’s way
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth - Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
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12. |
Lunatic Angelhead
02:03
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Lunatic Angelhead
Lunatic Angelhead
Lays around all day in bed
Watching faces on the wall
Hearing voices in the hall
Lunatic Angelhead
And when the dogs bark he hears poetry
And when the taxis honk its modern jazz
He knows nothing is as it appears
Nothing is as it appears (x3)
Lunatic Angelhead
Playing chess with his invisible friend
They speak Russian and French
Eat turnips for lunch
Lunatic Angelhead
Some say that he’s a fool, some think he’s wise
Cause when the tulips bloom he starts to cry
Cause everything is beautiful
And every snowflake is a jewel
Everything is holy holy
Everything is holy holy
Lunatic angelhead, lunatic angelhead
Music& Lyrics c by John Kruth - Sonic Kruth/BMI 2021
Lunatic angel, lunatic angel, lunatic angelhead
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People from France Eating Watermelon
When she walks her shadow dances
Like a white tail deer or a praying mantis
She dreams of people from France eating watermelon
When she smiles the gods steal glances
Ravens weep and children fall into trances
She dreams of people from France eating watermelon
And the winds sighs like a pedal steel guitar
And coyotes howl loud and out of tune
And the ducks land gently on the pond
And the sun’s going down ‘cause more stars gotta shine
She spends her days baking gingerbread buddhas
Gazing out the window and riding appaloosas
She dreams of people from France eating watermelon
She wears the moon like a high school ring
Or a glowing jack o’lantern on Hallowe’en
She dreams of people from France eating watermelon
Music & Lyrics c by John Kruth - Sonic Kruth BMI - 2021
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John Kruth New York, New York
With 12 solo albums to date, multi-instrumentalist, John Kruth plays mandolin, banjo, guitar and sitar as well as flute and harmonica. The former leader of the NYC "other-world" music ensemble TriBeCaStan, Kruth has played with Ornette Coleman, Allen Ginsberg, Sam Shepherd, John Prine, Rick Danko and Violent Femmes, and worked with producers Joel Dorn and Hal Willner. ... more
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