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DEVENDRA IS TALKING ABOUT HIS SONGS ON THE ALBUM 'OH ME OH MY'The child bent over to break his neck, I said to it УФ then it stopped and lit a fire and drank it.
Song number one, DonТt cry Honey Pie, for snake holds no knife and tick eats the Olives:
Is this:
A woman is staring at you, and sheТs crying , but they are not tears they are olives she cries, but though she cries, she is not worried, for every time she cries one of her olive tears a tick crawls out from the back of the lower part of her head and (very quickly) crawls up her cheek and (very quickly) eats the olive.
It (the tick) will continue to do this as long as the woman cries olives. The fire was never to return, it never came back (listen to music) .Then the child came to bed with me to respond somehow to the new growth in/out of it. The growth was full of oil.
Song number two: Roots, what if I could not count all my teeth, then I would never escape, if the sky where a stone made of lips and bones. Blah blah blah
In a land of everything being made of heat , there was spider attacking wolf or wolf attacking spider, though both were frozen so no-one was to win for certain.
Now, green with tit, the heat rose from under ice, then followed me into cave, where sun keeps its claws,(there was bread there) I was there hoping to find my sister for a knew by the smell that she had slept there, at some point.
Song Number Three: THE CHARLES C. LEARY. The most important song on the album. A ship my great grandfatherfather owned, it was also this painting my father had , had birds, like seagulls in the background, and about a friendchildman, , sell your ass, no, donТt.
Song number four: Nice people. In Evereux, in the French country side, there we were , I, Devendra with the touring popular band who had seen it all, each line is about each member. MM + Humble Horse
Song number five: Animals in my play: In my plate, at this time, animals were visiting me, and Izabelle would comfort me after these visits, I swear, this is true, I swear I do not know what they wanted. (this is true).
That was something strange to me, they sounded like little medievаl dwarf-like babies. I swear, some where cats, some where just animals, and my mom tried to fed them, I did too, they did not want to be fed, I donТt know what they wantedЕ
Song number Six: Cosmos and Demos. Where Two Brothers (true story) who sowed black limbs on white limbs and white limbs on black limbs, it did not work, but it was during the medievаl era and they went around doing this before word from the town they were at before got to the town they were at . Was recorded on Bastille day in Paris, the background sound is that of fire works and one gun shot ( I know this because I was looking out the window as I recorded and saw the fire works, the towards the end of the song saw a man in a side street carrying a gun and walking into an apartment and then hearing it go off on the third or fourth floor)
Song number Seven : Michigan State. I have yet to ever go there.
Song number Eight:
Lostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyour
teethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyo
urteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendme
yourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklend
meyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarkle
ndmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedark
lendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostintheda
rklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthe
darklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteehlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinth
edarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostin
thedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteethlost
inthedarklendmeyourteethlostinthedarklendmeyourteeth.
Song Number nine: Miss Cain, I love you.
Song Number Ten: Soon is good: Is about Jerry Elvis and Bob the crippled comic, more so a song for Jerry Elvis , to console him after Bob the crippled comic left him in the middle of the night, two weeks after they were married, he took the computer. My first show was at their wedding, I did, how great thou art and love me tender, it was a beautiful affair.
Song number Eleven: Tell Me Something: I was admiring a picture of my mother. Persimmons will strangle the night away. Blah blah blah. This song, is lots of fun, to play, though ive neve played it live, if I play it.no, if I play and you wanna hear it, give me some shit and ill play itЕ.
Song number Twelve: The Red Lagoon: Whistle while you work,hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nnnooowwwwwww, snake shall not row the boat ashore, shall not, it is blind.
Song number Thirteen: A gentle soul, a gentle soul he is, my brother Laurent, a song for him and his daughter Camilla, for 14. im working on swimming with you again , my brother, a beautiful soul, the girl/or brother/slept pinned to the tits of an ancient bzzaaattttccchhhh/cunt glow, then grew out of the suns glow, grew Oh The man cursed the salt shaker then put it in his robe , get out of my house.
Song number Fourteen: Happy Happy Oh, now, the end sound is that sound that my dear mother made to put me to sleep as an infant and when I see her to this day.
Song number Fifteen: Pumpkin seeds pumpkin seeds, balhblahblahtwomilliondollars, donТt die old man pigeon too, donТt split, not just yet , no. balh balh blah . I really like this song, I hope people are quiet when I play it, sometimes they are, good for them.
Song number Sixteen: Thumbs touch Too Much: I will send you the Thumbs Too Much by Devendra Banhart if you would like, it will cost nothing, give me your address and it will be sent to you. ItТs a book of psychedelic jokes.
Song number Seventeen: Legless love: hahahahahahahah!!!! IТm standing on a new animal , I recognize its voice. Blahblahblahblah
Song number Eighteen: Marigold, her gills cover gills,then the child appeared and sang a favorite song. Then once again bent , sung for the child whom was disguised as a dear friend, dumb motherfucker, ohhohohoha small cat was a feminine child, im saying this to you,the bellies of the employees are donkeys on back of the record., I hate that drawing, I saw the animal ask as all animals do, IТm in the dark reaching for apples, I must be hungry, in every drop of water ,terrible music is learning to be dead, BY D.O.B then:inside the soup, a copy of a book sung itself to death pressure jules is queer name, Indian too, all Indians are drunks, im told , turquoise is precious adornment mass consumer, sing with your with till bronchitis instills and the house burns and the ashes do something IТm not sure what.
Song number Nineteen: Make it easier on me, simply.
Song number Twenty: Donal and Colter: Nevermind, im being watched now by small black eyes, from across the meadow , I know now there is another person. This is for two old loves, not mine but theirs, under me , the snow is breathing (happy birthday dead friend, your skin is certain to be eaten) I can see the wrinkles on its sweet-little-fingers, now ive dropped all of my belongings and am asking the black eyes across the meadow watching me to not kill me. Blah blah blah.
Song number Twenty-One: Little Monkey, Sweetyoungthing, child, raise your head, stay dead horse, stand dead horse, ride dead horse home, run river run, sun shine sun, sing child sing, sing your song , (again) sing your song.
Song number Twenty-Two: The spirit is near, The Spirit is Near, happybirthday da , merry Christmas dad, all holidays to you, father. ohmeohmythewaythedaygoe
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ogsanddogsanddogsaredreaminglovesongsofthechristmasspirit.
Devendra Banhart, psychedelic folk
