Happy Book – Lyrics

Jerry Joseph & the Jackmormons

Happy Book – 2012

Happy Book, The Beautiful Dirt, Kicking Hong Kong, Radio Cab, Anaconda, Wonder Wheel, LAX, Mile High, Mile Deep, Campo Miguel, Without A Rope, Temple Of Love, Thanks And Praises, Spit, Ship, The Road Home


HAPPY BOOK

I’ve got to tell you
I’d really love to get high
Pour out my crackerjack
Cutting it straight to the prize
I’ve got to tell you
I’d really love to let go
Sucking the sugarcane
Letting the formula flow
Out of electricity
Losing my mind
It isn’t killing me
I will be fine
Take a look at my happy book
I’ve got a Baba
He’s a Peruvian Jew
He answers to India
While I ultimately answer to you
Out of electricity
Losing my mind
It isn’t killing me
I will be fine
Take a look at my happy book
There’s something I want you to see
Take a look at my happy book
People are counting on me
I’ve got it, I do
I tell you people, I’ve got it
And now I want to give it to you
Out of electricity
Losing my mind
It isn’t killing me
I will be fine
Take a look at my happy book
There’s something I want you to read
Take a look at my happy book
An intimate picture of me
Take a look at my happy book
There’s something I wanted to give
Take a look at my happy book
There are so many reasons to live
Take a look at my happy book
There are so many reasons to live
Take a look at my happy book

THE BEAUTIFUL DIRT

I think I’ll head down to the disco
Do the mambo with the chicks
with dicks
Because you’re never too old or
too dead
To learn a couple new tricks
It’s the Year of the Maggot
It’s the Year of the Flood
Give a little money
Give a little blood
This is the part where they cut
out your heart
And they feed it to the Spirit of
the Snake
Put your back teeth in a rattle
So the princess, she can do her
serpent shake
It’s the Year of the Lion
It’s the Year of the Dog
Take one for the team
And satisfy the gods
My, my, my baby, I’m so happy
I will love you until it hurts
Swear you’re going to be my baby
Lie down here with me in the
beautiful dirt
I saw your momma, she was
holding up the local pharmacy
You better learn to tango
because your supper, it won’t
cook itself for free
I saw your Jesus, he was out
there, he was begging in the streets
He keeps dying for your sins,
but your sins won’t buy him
anything to eat
It’s the Year of the Viper
It’s the Year of the Lord
But you’re keeping all the candy
While we’re diving on your
sword again
My, my, my baby, I’m so happy
I will love you until it hurts
Swear you’re going to be my baby
Lie down here with me in the
beautiful dirt
In the beautiful dirt
In the beautiful dirt
I swear I saw your Noah in a
panic at the zoo
With his dart gun and a safety
net he’s rounding up the
monkeys two by two
This is the Year of the Horse
And there’s terror in his eyes
Better build a bigger boat
Because the water is going
to rise
I saw Madonna and her baby,
they were locked out of the gates
Seems the guards have bought
a rock the size of Egypt, so the
King of Kings can wait
It’s the Year of the Dragon
Pulling apples from the vine
Everyone forgets you
Once the water is turned to wine
My, my, my baby, I’m so happy
I’ll be dancing until it hurts
Swear you’re going to be my baby
Lie down here with me
My, my, my baby, I’m so happy
I will show you what you’re
worth
Swear you’re going to be my baby
Lie down here with me
My, my, my baby, I’m so happy
I will love you until it hurts
Swear you’re going to be my baby
Lie down here with me
Lie down here with me in the
beautiful dirt
In the sacramental, in the levity dirt
In the beautiful dirt

KICKING HONG KONG

Joseph, Mary and Drizos
Can you take me out to Hackensack
My Valentine’s up on Broadway
Locked up a Starbuck’s, he ain’t coming back
The upper deck is for rookies
Even New Jersey looks like heaven tonight
I’ve got a pretty good feeling
I’ve got five hundred and Pedialyte
You could carve your name in jade and gold
It’ll get you by
Trick or treating in Kowloon
Even the Chinese love the Day of the Dead
She’s got the works in the back room
The fire jumping the digital fence
You could carve your name in jade and gold
It’ll get you by
You could take it out on Nathan Road
It’ll keep you high
You could sprout wings
Move it along
You could take flight
Show them they’re wrong
Buckle and bite
Licking it on
But you never thought you’d find yourself
Kicking Hong Kong
I’ve got a pretty bad habit
I’m telling myself I’m over the hump
The flames run down to the ocean
For temple monkeys and Taliban bumps
You could carve your name in jade and gold
It’ll get you by
You could take it out on Nathan Road
It’ll keep you high
Cut like a kite
You could be gone
Everyone’s here
Try to be strong
Buckle and bite
Drag them along
Winter is come
Summer is gone
Tell them alright
Tell them they’re wrong
But you never thought you’d find yourself
Kicking Hong Kong

RADIO CAB

I can see them marching to the sea
Rock of Ages, zero history
They will lay their roses on the trail
They will drag their Jonah from the whale
They will offer up the Devil’s choice
They will sing hosannas with one voice
She will come and bear the golden child
He will light the darkness with his smile
They will offer fire and silver bowls
He will breathe the spirits in his soul
He will lay on hearts with healing hands
He will kneel before the Queen of Man
Radio cab
Pulling away
I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay
I have seen you curled up on the floor
Wishing it was what it was before
I have made a promise on a book
Wrapped up in your blankets while I shook
Reaper, lover, warrior, hero, friend
Swear you’ll stand beside me ‘til the end
Radio cab
Pulling away
I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay
Radio cab
Permanent waves
Taking you home
Keeping you safe
Radio cab
Tell your tales of blood and sex and steel
Barefoot on the coals to make it real
Place your fingers right into my wounds
Call my name and howl it at the moon
Swear I’m going to love you ‘til I die
Swear you’re going to love me ‘til I die
Radio cab
Pulling away
I don’t want you to go
I want you to stay
Radio cab
Radio waves
Taking you home
Keeping you safe
Radio cab

ANACONDA

Look at him now, he’s a mess
again
For all of the talk and the
promises
He still swallows his skinny tail
Look at her now, she’s alone
again
Free of all of the ropes and the
harnesses
She’s still waxing linoleum
Getting the scent of the
potpourri
For all of the cinnamon apples
There’s a wound that is
festering
Trying to make sense of our
history
For all of the criminal actions
There’s a myth in making
I know you, baby
Watching the dial
I know you’re desperate
To make it worthwhile
I know you’re tired
Faking a smile
Like an anaconda
Wrapping all around
Maybe this is it
Feel you going down
Like an anaconda
Harder now to breathe
Cutting off the air
Difficult to leave
Like an anaconda
Look at our world, it’s a
firestorm
Emotional hurricanes fury
and spit
But more products available
Look at our love, like a newly born
Weeping and wailing, demand
for the tit
But there’s sweet possibilities
I know you, baby
Scared of the deal
Out of control
Spinning your wheels
Cooking up potions
So you don’t have to feel
You don’t have to feel
Like an anaconda
Tightening the grip
The more you try to squirm
The more that it constricts
Like an anaconda
Take you for a roll
Crushing out the lights
Swallowing you whole
Like an anaconda
Like an anaconda
Wrapping all around
Maybe this is it
Feel you going down
Anaconda
Running out of breath
Cutting off the air
Talking it to death
An anaconda
Tightening the grip
The more you try to squirm
The more that it constricts
Like an anaconda
Take you for a roll
Crushing out the light
Swallowing you whole
Anaconda

WONDER WHEEL

Someone probably tells us
when we’re done
The wringing of our hands
distracts us from the counting
of the waves
At the top of each rotation,
connected to the sun
Songs and salutations, the
greeting of the day
I’ve got one I love
Who has only just begun
I’ve got one I love who’s
getting off
Baseball diamonds, freak
museums, shimmer on the
ground
Bathe and burn the bodies on
the shore
Coney Island Baby, Lord Krishna
coming ‘round
I believe we circle back for more
I’ve got one I love
Who has only just begun
I’ve got one I love who’s
getting off
Top down from the bottom
From the bottom to the top
It’s never going to stop
Never going to stop
You wanted it real
This is for real
Your sense of wonder
You wanted it real
Children giving kata on the
paths Dingboche
RoboTessa rupees in a can
Shiva the Destroyer sings
Gabba Gabba Hey
Drums along the Hudson
Drums along the Ganga
I’ve got one I love
Who has only just begun
I’ve got one I love who’s
getting off
Top down from the bottom
From the bottom to the top
It’s never going to stop
Never going to stop
You wanted it real
This is for real
Your sense of wonder
You wanted it real
I’ve got one I love
Who has only just begun
I’ve got one I love who’s
getting off
Top down from the bottom
From the bottom to the top
It’s never going to stop
Never going to stop
You wanted it real
This is for real
Your sense of wonder
You wanted it real
Real
This is for real
Your sense of wonder
Your sense of wonder
Here on the wheel

LAX

Satellite signal says you’re
taking an earlier flight
Damascus to Heathrow via the
City of Light
To the City of Angels
We ran down to kiss you
goodbye but they’re closing
the gatevs
Like warfare and drugs and
young lovers no one wants
to wait
In the City of Angels
Angels here in LAX
Baggage and parcels and
burdens you’re leaving behind
If you can’t take it with you
than why in the world would
you mind
Departures
Not looking for anything better,
this is all that there is
They’re out composing the
letters, I wear a shirt that is his
Departures
Departures here in LAX
There’s a shooting star
There’s a satellite
Orion and Pleiades
I’m down here on my knees
Look for the message carved
into the light
There’s the mission bell
There’s the telephone
Handclaps and marching bands
Drums from the Holy Land
Someone to tell us we’re not
alone
Here in LAX
She looks bewildered and
angry, lonely and scared
He’s drunk and raging and
splinters the cross that he bears
Departures
Like the last day of Indian
Summer, winter slips through
the cracks
You’re feeling the chill but there
isn’t a door to get back
City of Angels
Angels here in LAX
There’s a shooting star
There’s a satellite
Orion and Pleiades
I’m down here on my knees
Look for the message carved
into the light
There’s the mission bell
There’s the telephone
Handclaps and marching bands
Drums from the Holy Land
Someone to tell us we’re not
alone
Here in LAX
There’s my baby boy
There’s my daughter’s eyes
My mother, my brother, my son
and my lover
And everyone’s searching for
you in the sky
There’s the God I love
There’s the God I fear
Destined or random
Loved or abandoned
Sometimes I swear I can feel
you right here
Are you ready?
Nobody’s ready
Ready or not, baby
Ready or not
Here in LAX

MILE HIGH, MILE DEEP

Mile high, mile deep
Talking about the love in the world
Mile high, mile deep
Shouting out the joy of the world
You wrap your baby in a shower of love
Say you love her every day
Mile high, mile deep
Talking all the love in the world
And the good folks on my street
Passing out the glorious word
The children come jumping rope and clapping along
Sing it to you everyday
Mile high, mile deep
Talking all the love in the world
Like a good child, so sweet
Dance among the boys and the girls
Then once get it, that you’re loved and adored
You celebrate it everyday
Mile high, mile deep
Talking all the love in the world
Love vibes on high heart
Everybody’s feeling the burn
If it’s too heavy to carry the load
It only takes a moment to pray
You just remember that you’re never alone
Feel the burden lifting, feel the burden lifting
Mile high, mile deep
Talking all the love in the world
From the big sky, He sees
Lions lie with lambs in the world
Mile high, mile deep
Talking all the love in the world
Love vibes on high heat

CAMPO MIGUEL

Say what you want to say,
little brother
See what you want to see
Blame it on me, or God or
your lover
It’s a color of choice
It’s a wolf in the grass
Talk how you want to talk,
little sister
Shake how you want to shake
Giving it up for the tragedy wishers
It’s a heart made of stone
It’s a house made of glass
When mythology becomes
our history
And the lies become the truth
They give you a garden
Burn what you want to
burn, Elijah
Cut what you want to cut
Everyone’s dying to be a soldier
It’s an offer to God
It’s a head on a stake
Blow what you want to blow, Saint Michael
Kill who you want to kill
Everyone’s trying to break
the cycle
It’s a Damocles sword
It’s a file in a cake
When the lion lies down with the lamb
And the Hudson turns to wine
Will you still insist you’re just a man
Who can heal the sick and blind
Then they give you a garden
A most magical garden
Walk where you want to walk, Saint Patrick
Pray where you want to pray
You show us the Buddah pulled out of the hat
trick
It’s all about you
It’s all about me
Bless who you want to bless, Magdalena
Bleed where you want to bleed
But it really all starts down here in the campo
It’s a miracle drug
It’s a fight to be free
When holy men must beg for love
And pigs grow wings and fly
And the angels and the gods above
They fall out of the sky
Eyes will dance like Harlem lights
Together or alone
All your wrongs, they become right
We’ll welcome you back home
Here in the garden
A most magical garden

WITHOUT A ROPE

You’ve got a letter
It said the folks back home are all cool
They all really miss you
Look forward to seeing you soon
It’s getting better
The more you take of yourself
Here’s to your future
Let’s have a drink to your health
All that you wish for
Seems to be going your way
I know you feel it
This is your miracle day
Now it’s time you walk the line without a rope
You walk across today
You’ve got a letter
These are congratulation bells
We all really love you
You only owe this to yourself
All that you wish for
Seems to be going your way
I know you feel it
This is your miracle day
Now it’s time you walk the line without a rope
You walk across today
All that you wish for
Seems to be going your way
I know you feel it
This is your miracle day
All that you wish for
Seems to be going your way
I know you feel it
This is your miracle day
Now it’s time you walk the line without a rope
You walk across
Now it’s time you walk the line without a rope
You walk across today
Your miracle day

TEMPLE OF LOVE

Your eyes, like a child, full of wonder
It’s everything you wanted to see
Your heart, open wide
With every perfect breath that you breathe
Your faith, like at light, is telling
Telling you it’s fine to believe
This moment, this time is perfect
Perfect quintessensually
I know with you I am never afraid
I am, baby, I am simply amazed I’m not alone
Underneath the stars
Rhythm of your bones
Beating of your heart
I’m standing at your temple of love
Your eyes, like a flame, running
Running through electrically
Your hands, on my face, it’s perfect
Perfect quintessensually
I know with you I am never afraid
I am, baby, I am simply amazed I’m not alone
Underneath the stars
Rhythm of your bones
Beating of your heart
I’m standing at your temple of love
If a genie said he’d grant me one wish
I’d say it couldn’t get much better than this
I have everything that I could think of right here
Standing at your temple of love
I am standing at your temple of love
Two hearts intertwined, we’re lifted
We’re lifted into infinite space
The song in your mind, a melody
A melody of beauty and grace
I know with you I am never afraid
I am, baby, I am simply amazed I’m not alone
Underneath the stars
Rhythm of your bones
Beating of your heart
I hear whispers when they fall from above
I am standing at your temple of love
I’m not alone
Underneath the stars
Rhythm of your bones
Beating of your heart
Standing at your temple of love
I am standing at your temple of love
I am standing at your temple of love

THANKS AND PRAISES

Eddie Hinton sat there and I’m looking for some clues
I think I finally get it because I could use one, too
With a half a gallon of low fat milk, a quart of
orange juice
Hard to keep it cryptic trying to keep it loose
Keep it loose
I dreamed I saw a serpent swallowing its tail
It said the answer is in the garden but it isn’t up
for sale
Weird to think your destiny lies in your choice of fruit
The tiger or the princess, at least it’s yours to choose
I can see the old folks headed down to the parade
Promising to keep all of the promises they made
Giving thanks and praises today
Someone told my daughter that karma isn’t real
But it’s been circling for years now, just think how
that makes me feel
Like when Jim Bone said the twenty clowns aren’t
really in the car
I wish people would just leave things the way I think
that they are
I can see the children headed down to the parade
Promising to keep all of the promises they made
They’re giving their thanks and praises
Thanks and praises today
I hit the wet streets running towards inflatable
cartoons
I’d like to think they’re something more than
heroin balloons
If the answer is going to get here, well I hope it gets
here soon
Because I could use a little taste to brighten up my room
I can see myself headed down to the parade
Promising to keep all of the promises I have made
All of the promises I have made
Giving my thanks and praises
Thanks and praises
I’m giving my thanks and praises
Thanks and praises today
I’m giving my thanks and praises
Thanks and praises today

SPIT

You’ve got lasers in the jungle and you swing
them where you will
You swing for the horizon and you’re swinging
them to kill
Lasers in the jungle
God said pay attention, but you paid him
nevermind
He said first I send the water, it’ll be the fire next time
Pay attention
Everything’s illuminated
Everything’s in lights
No one here anticipated
To freeze or take flight
You just knew that it was coming
Still you blew it all to bits
But I guess you’re tired of running
Because in the end, in the end, you spit
I see you when you glisten like blood drops in
the snow
Sometimes you’re an angel and sometimes you’re
a rose
I see you glisten
Everything’s illuminated
Everything’s in lights
And all that stuff you said you hated
You carved up with a knife
You said that you could quit it
But you didn’t really quit
Now you’re drowning in it
And in the end, in the end, you spit
Everything’s illuminated
Everything’s in lights
I guess we should have waited
Because no one wants to die
I see you in the morning
Still you’re so ashamed of it
I guess it wasn’t harmless, baby
Because in the end, in the end, you spit

SHIP

It’s a ship
It’s anchored in the bay
I believe it’s time for you to go
Here’s a tip
I don’t think it’s going to stay
It’s not coming back here
anymore
There’s a light
Shines like water to the deck
Hands and ropes will drag you
from the sea
It’s alright
We all get a little wet
Hearts to be discovered
Wonders to be seen
Listen very closely
Hear the ocean roar
Calling you to sail beyond the
curve
Family, friends and lovers
Are waving from the shore
You’re the only master that you
serve
You are done here
It’s time to go
There’s a rock
And we’re drifting into it
Keep your steady gaze upon
the stars
It’s a shock
We all bleed a little bit
Our future has been written in
the scars
Pirates, ghosts and oil slicks
Torpedoes and the sharks
Conspire to drag you to the deep
With spit and grit and metal
You keep kicking at the dark
Break through to the light that
you seek
You are done here
Time to go
It’s a ship
It’s anchored in the bay
I believe it’s time to pack and go
It’s a ship
I don’t think it’s going to stay
You’re not coming back here
anymore
Hear the bodhisattva
Calling out your name
Can’t you hear the sermon on
the mount
Jesus and Mohammed
The message is the same
Love is the only treasure that
still counts
Listen very closely
Hear the ocean roar
Calling you to sail into the sun
A beauty and a brilliance
Like you’ve never seen before
I believe you’ve only just begun
You are done here
It’s time to go
You are sailing
It’s time to go

THE ROAD HOME

They say there’s too many people
We’re running out of room
So why is it so hard to find someone to talk to
On a Saturday night in Tulum

Someday baby, we will see
How to let it down and let it be

A couple’s dancing down on the beach
It’s a private meringue for two
I tell you baby, if you were only in reach
I would be down there dancing with you

Someday baby, we will see
How to let it down and let it be
Until then we won’t know the road home

Because the boat is sinking it’s time to row
A fuse is lit, time to throw
The sky is falling, look out below

I think I’ll walk up to the ruins
Because ruins are what I do best
Spend some time with ghosts of the royalty
And get some things off of my chest

Someday baby, we will see
How to let it down and let it be
Until then we won’t know the road home

Because the boat is sinking it’s time to row
A fuse is lit, time to throw
The sky is falling, look out below

The bombs are bursting, an afterglow
Like a rocket ship down in Mexico
I see you out there on the road home
I see you out there on the road home