A Dusty Bible Leads to A Dirty Life

by The Halcyon Brothers

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In 2002, both Björ6n Oranj and Bosky Rumbluffer were residing in beautiful, Northeast Minneapolis, Minnesota. They had previously collaborated on SQUID1969. Björ6n had a big book of lyrics and Bosky had an arsenal of instruments and an abundance of talent.

A Dusty Bible Leads to a Dirty Life is the bittersweet introduction to the The Halcyon Brothers. With the soundtrack of O Brother, Where Art Thou? providing an ear-worm, and inspiration from Cheap Trick power pop, Guided By Voices, Frank Black, Meat Puppets, hypothetical industrial jug bands, Cohenesque cloak and dagger, Time-Life Country, drinking songs for suburbia, Dylan, depression, nicotine, a 1950’s Gibson acoustic along with a $13 organ; The Halcyon Brothers stepped into Green Door Studio.

What resulted? They decorated the weight of the world in a charming and medicated disguise. The sound embraces with a clinched smile, and then stumbles and occasionally falls only to somehow prop itself back up for another round. The naked and soaked emotions reveal a need for rather than a dispersion of serenity.

Bosky played all the instruments, more or less, and Björ6n provided the lyrics while the two split the vocals. Yasmine Kiss makes a special appearance on What We Are.

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released November 7, 2019

Bosky Rumbluffer: Just About All Instrumentation & Vocals
Björ6n Oranj: Lyrics / Vocals / Beats

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Halcyon is a poetic name for a Kingfisher. It is said that the floating nest of the Halcyon brings calm to the cruel sea. The Halcyon Brothers decorate the weight of the world in a charming and medicated disguise. The sound embraces with a clinched smile, and then stumbles and occasionally falls only to somehow prop itself back up for another round. ... more

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Track Name: And Then the Shove
Seeing is believing when I’m staring at your ceiling
Your sleeping on my shoulder, how did we get this far?
Motion is my power. The moments become hours
The reason I am so drunk is because I can’t go on
I want to stop the sickness, but I’m living with a weakness
If you would give the first kiss, I think we’d be all right

Reel me in just to feed me to the fishes
That sweetie pie lovey dove
And then the shove

Baby don’t tease me
Baby don’t touch me
I’ve had it up to here with all of your control

Love is like a dirty bag of shake
It looks so fine, but it ain’t that great
Load ‘em up and ready I don’t want to go
My house is at the track and I’m feeling low
Chasing every morning looking for the rent
Man, when I think of all the bread that I have spent
Want to change your heart, make your wings fall apart
Take you down to Earth and tell you what you’re worth

Baby don’t tease me
Baby don’t touch me
I’ve had it up to here with all of your control

The moments become hours as I’m standing in the shower
Trying to regain the wisdom I had when I was young
Monster in my heart from the way you play your games
Start to fall apart with the mention of your name

Walk into the water bathing in my sorrow
Thinking my Egyptian daughter has no soul
Wishing for forgiveness, want to get my lips kissed
Can’t understand why she had to go

Baby don’t tease me
Baby don’t touch me
I’ve had it up to here with all of your control

Baby don’t tease me
Baby don’t touch me
I’ve had it up to here with all of your control

Baby don’t tease me
Baby don’t touch me
I’ve had it up to here with all of your control
Track Name: Slap
Slap
Slap in the face
Such a disgrace
Better pack ice
But I won’t think twice
‘Bout shooting my mouth off
When I get pissed off
Why do ask?
You can kiss my ass
I’m not player
Or a new flavor
Not out to break rules
I’m just a fool
But I might get wise
If you look in my eyes
Look in my eyes
I said
Look in my eyes

Slap
Slap in the face
Such a disgrace
Look what I made
When I played the part
Of a broken heart
With an empty bed
And a swollen head

Red
Red from the blood
Red from the pain
Red from the thought
That you’ve gone away
Now hear what I say
Hear what I say
Hear what I say
I said
Hear what I say
Track Name: Divine Satin Blimps
Drive the satin blimp out past crystal vaults
Paint them ash and crimson
Endanger endurance
Plaster your heart
Pierce and cut this addict
And as the pain is easing
Creep to former flank

When satin blimps take flight
We need not dismiss
Abrupt cuts of hope and desire
And what’s awaited of this crowning race

When satin blimps take flight
We need not dismiss
Abrupt cuts of hope and desire
And what’s awaited of this crowning race

And those that vision to kiss the star
And those that work divine satin blimps
In their stations hemorrhaging
Drape every last one in sable

When satin blimps take flight
We need not dismiss
Abrupt cuts of hope and desire
And what’s awaited of this crowning race

When satin blimps take flight
We need not dismiss
Abrupt cuts of hope and desire
And what’s awaited of this crowning race

Where deeds are green
And clever cobalt

Drive the satin blimp out past crystal vaults
Paint them ash and crimson

When satin blimps take flight
We need not dismiss
Abrupt cuts of hope and desire
And what’s awaited of this crowning race

And what’s awaited of this crowning race

We need not dismiss
Abrupt cuts of hope and desire
And what’s awaited of this crowning race

Drape every last one in sable
Track Name: Selling Crank and X to Cops
Steven hoisted oceans with the notion there’d be scars
He even scored a potion from the barber to the stars
Despite the big commotion that would come from local barbs
Who penned about his exploits as they sang and danced with whores

As they sang and danced with whores
As they sang and danced with whores
Then penned about he’s exploits
As they sang and danced with whores

Now Randy drives a used car as he pulls in to the lot
He used to be an H-Back for the Boston Patriots
But, now he is a runner for some lawyer down the block
The chancellor a high school pal, they both like classic rock

Yes, they both like classic rock
Yes, they both like classic rock
The chancellor a high school pal
They both like classic rock

When Jeremy got home from school, he had to mow the lawn
But first he had some grass inside he thought would ease his skull
Now who’s to say the price of gin is getting out of line
Oh wait, that was my cousin Jim who works at getting high

He works at getting high
Yes, he works at getting high
Oh wait, that was my cousin Jim
He works at getting high

He’s got a second venture that he’s started on the side
It came to him while sleeping just past noon and into night
A thought that was so crazy, he thought it was worth a shot
He’s scored a brand new job selling crank and x to cops

Selling crank and x to cops
Selling crank and x to cops
He’s scored a brand new job
Selling crank and x to cops
Track Name: I Know
I know, I know you don’t go out much
But what the fuck
I know you think love is a double dare
But that’s my luck

I know you wanna run away
I know you’re waiting for the day
I know you want to hold my hand
And place a foot on dry land

But there’s gonna be a time and a place for us
There’s gonna be a time and place for us
There’s gonna be a little wish
And a little bit of hope
There’s gonna be a time for you to cope

I know, I know you think it’s never gonna
Be all right
I know you can’t believe the words I say
But hang on tight

I know the way that you feel
I know that all your thoughts are real
I know it’s gonna be okay
Because were gonna find away

And there’s gonna be a time and a place for us
There’s gonna be a time and place for us
There’s gonna be a little wish
And a little bit of hope
There’s gonna be a time for you to cope

I know, I know you want to be the sweetest
Turtledove
I know with me you’ll finally find a way
To fall in love

I know you’re hearing all my words
I know there not the same you’ve heard
I know that deep inside my heart
That now’s the time for us to start

And there’s gonna be a time and a place for us
There’s gonna be a time and place for us
There’s gonna be a little wish
And a little bit of hope
There’s gonna be a time for you to cope
And there’s gonna be a time and a place for us
There’s gonna be a time and place for us
There’s gonna be a little wish
And a little bit of hope
There’s gonna be a time for you to cope
Track Name: I Can't Be Counted On
Give me lots of money
A house upon a hill
Send me pretty women
And threaten me and still
Yeah, I’ll come out to your house
I’ll attempt to fix your sink
I’ll do a mediocre job
And as I’m leaving
You will think

If you’re needing something
You know that I’ll be gone
I will not answer if you call
If you’re waiting for me
Then you’ll be waiting long
I can’t be counted on at all

My eye is on the pork
The pork is in the pan
If something needs a doing
Well you know I’m not your man
If you’re counting on me
You know I’ll let you down
You can’t be counting on me
Cuz you know I’m just a clown

If you’re needing something
You know that I’ll be gone
I will not answer if you call
If you’re waiting for me
Then you’ll be waiting long
I can’t be counted on at all

Give me lots of money
A house upon a hill
Send me pretty women
And threaten me and still
Yeah, I’ll come out to your house
I’ll attempt to fix your sink
I’ll do a mediocre job
And as I’m leaving
You will think

If you’re needing something
You know that I’ll be gone
I will not answer if you call
If you’re waiting for me
Then you’ll be waiting long
I can’t be counted on at all

Let’s end this song
Track Name: On the Radio
The mahogany got the best of me
Just like the Vaseline
It’s soft when it tears at sheets
Oh, did you meet?
Compatibility
Happy anniversary
Burned in effigy
Firehose and the English Beat
Oh, so bittersweet
Where did it go?
I don’t know
Last I heard it was somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio

A fraternity
In the gallery
Karen, Anne and Geraldine
Three Goths and an athlete
It was quite a feat
With no apologies
And so easily
Swallowed like a jelly bean
Who’s in the catbird’s seat?
They go back to wheat
Where is that song?
All nightlong
I was glad it was somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio

So relentlessly
No not jokingly
This feels like Aberdeen
What’s wrong with a No-Wave beat?
The forecast is bleak
Not reluctantly
Very publicly
32 is 16
Scatter troops and then retreat
Maybe move to Crete
Or to Idaho
Westward roam
Maybe I will find it somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Somewhere on the radio
Track Name: I Don't Care
When the whistle blows
And you have to go home
I don’t care

And when the day is long
And you have to move on
I don’t care

And if you’re feeling right
And want to stay the night
I don’t care

And if you’re feeling low
And it’s time to go
I don’t care

And if you make a plea
And they disagree
I don’t care

And if you start anew
You ain’t got a clue
I don’t care

And when you hit the road
And then a new zip code
I don’t care

And when you make a dash
And you’re out like a flash
I don’t care

Yet unfortunately
It appears to be
That I care
I Care
What you think about me
Track Name: The Rings on Her Fingers
There’s really nothing like fake gray fur
And on a red head it makes me purr
A cigarette is lit with a match
Have another, straight down the hatch
Look around, and all that I see
Is single people trying to meet
If I stare into her eyes
Maybe she will realize
I’m not the one to make it come true
I’m the one to make her blue

Look around, and all that I see
Are ten new suckers waiting to bleed
Don’t they know they won’t find a thing
Sucking down whiskey, tonic and gin
Sucking down whiskey, tonic and gin
Sucking down whiskey, tonic and gin

The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths
The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths
The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths
The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths

The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths
The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths
The rings on her fingers that break through my flesh
I hear the bells ringing, we sink to new depths

The rings
Break through my flesh
Track Name: What We Are
I see a seven-year-old
With a crest on the manifold
Who gives a shit
About running these tricks
I’ve got an old foe waiting at Atterly’s
Can’t get a seat unless you know old Joe

She says something so simple
Can’t wait to get out of my chair

Have nothing left but a swollen scar
So you’ll always find me
At the corner bar
Slowly smoking
Talking cars
Why can’t you see
What we are?
Track Name: Pathetic Bayou Boy
I was born on the bayou
Swinging candy from a stone
You were swimming in the water
I was waiting all alone

You can’t tell me nothing that I’ll ever understand
These words are frustrating when I’m reaching out my hand

And I know you don’t want anyone to know
What are you doing now?
You’re fooling me
I can’t believe you’re waiting to see
You know it’s wrong
Can’t wait too long
Swim back to me
I’m waiting here
You know it’s true
You know my dear
You can’t tell me nothing that I’ll ever understand

These words are frustrating when I’m reaching out my hand
Please swim to me
I’m reaching out
Don’t hold the keys
Just touch my mouth
I beg forgiveness
Every day
You’re thinking this
I think - no way
You can’t resist
All that I see
I’m waiting here
So swim to me
Just swim back to me
Track Name: Sleeping on the Futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon

I’m always sleeping on the futon
Cuz I can’t get me a real job
And I’m finding out in this life
That I’m descended to go nowhere

So, I’m sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon

I’m getting nothing out of life
I’m getting nothing out of this
And if I finally get a break
It’ll be something that I miss

And so, I’m sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon

I’m always sleeping on the futon
Cuz I can’t get me a real job
And I’m finding out in this life
That I’m descended to go nowhere

So, I’m sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Sleeping
Sleeping on the futon
Track Name: Qualis Vita Finis Ita
I got a bad letter from Norway
My crony Contessa was on her way
The snow was descending from August to May
Revoking a fable, I heard yesterday

I got an evil message from southern Spain
My comrade Roberto arriving by plane
The sky was near evening and it started to rain
Recalling a story, I thought was insane

Qualis vita, finis ita
Qualis vita, finis ita

I got a nasty note from Martinique
Highly encrypted, it was doublespeak
The day was depleting, and there was the Greek
Recalling the tall tale of a Jesus freak

I got a vile dispatch from the Quaker state
Simple instructions to assassinate
The clouds were darkening, no room for debate
Reviewing a legend just a little too late

Qualis vita, finis ita
Qualis vita, finis ita

I got a bad letter from Norway
My crony Contessa was on her way
The snow was descending from August to May
Revoking a fable, I heard yesterday

Qualis vita, finis ita
Qualis vita, finis ita
Qualis vita, finis ita
Qualis vita, finis ita
Track Name: She Travels by Trust
She sings in the nighttime
She sings with the dust
She’s not before winter
She’s not before love
She sings alabaster
She sings all alone
She sings for her supper
She sings for her soul

I can’t believe
Nobody can see
In her eyes

She walks in the nighttime
She walks with the dust
She never prepares
She travels by trust
She don’t know her nickname
She don’t it but
She walks in the nighttime
She walks with the dust

And she hopes, and she hopes, and she hopes
And she prays
And she hopes, and she hopes, and she hopes
And she prays

She always knows what to say

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