J Church Lyric Book: H

Had It Right / Harvest / Hate So Real / Hawai'i / High / Hypothesis

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Had It Right

Available on 400 Day Headache compilation, Amarillo, Azul Y Verde 7", Camels, Spilled Corona And The Sound Of Mariachi Bands singles collection LP/CD, Half And Half 7"

And I thought I had it right,
And I thought it was so black and white,
But when the chips are down,
And my friend lay bleeding on the ground,
A different answer was in my sight

I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
What do I know?

And I thought that I'd know what to do,
I thought my answers all were true,
But when they raped my friend,
And I couldn't see an end,
I found I had another clue

I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
What do I know?

When your back's against the wall,
And my job is to recall,
Sometimes the end is to fight the means

And I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
I thought that it would make more of a difference to me,
What do I know?

Harvest

Available on Leni Riefenstahl's Tinder Box 7", Meaty, Beaty, Shitty Sounding singles collection CD. Originally the title track of Neil Young's 1972 album.

Did I see you down in a young girl's town,
With your mother in so much pain?
I was almost there at the top of the stairs,
With her screamin' in the rain

Did she wake you up to tell you that,
It was only a change of plan?
Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup,
With the promise of a man

Did I see you walking with the boys,
Though it was not hand in hand?
And was some black face in a lonely place,
When you could understand?

Did she wake you up to tell you that,
It was only a change of plan?
Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup,
With the promise of a man

Will I see you give more than I can take?
Will I only harvest some?
As the days fly past will we lose our grasp,
Or fuse it in the sun?

Did she wake you up to tell you that,
It was only a change of plan?
Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup,
With the promise of a man,
Dream up, dream up, let me fill your cup,
With the promise of a man

Hate So Real

Available on Quetzalcoatl LP/CD

I never knew them personally,
It was 1959,
My mom was only 12 years old when he ran out of time,
On a trail to damnation (or climax some folks say),
The trail of Charles Starkweather and Caril Ann Fugate

I can't say I'm sorry for the things I know I've done,
For the first time me and Caril had a lot of fun

I just wanted to see Caril,
But I can't pretend that death is accidental,
When her mom hit me again,
If they had just left us alone I wouldn't have hurt nobody,
But with my brother’s .22 I’d live to see the bodies

Tired of feeling useless and living in my car,
Now we lived as man and wife,
Fucking all the time,
But nothing lasts forever (at least not in my life),
So in a week we were running down the road,
Confessions to the wind

I can't say I'm sorry for the things I know I've done,
For the first time me and Caril had a lot of fun

At times the hate was so real I could feel it come to life,
Goodbye to August Myers,
It's time to say goodnight,
To Carol King’s family I must apologize,
But beauty and innocence, I'll steal or brutalize

By the time we'd reached Wyoming we'd left 10 people dead,
Bullets flying by just missing my head,
The Packard did 100 through the Douglas City limits,
While the voice of my mortality came in a whisper

I can't say I'm sorry for the things I know I've done,
For the first time me and Caril had a lot of fun

Caril can deny me but to this day I swear,
She should be sitting on my lap,
When I go to the chair,
I'd like to write a book sometime,
Of anger, love and hate,
The trail of Charles Starkweather and Caril Ann Fugate

And I can't say I'm sorry for the things I know I've done,
For the first time me and Caril had a lot of fun

Hawai'i

Available on Split 7" with Petrograd. Lyrics not yet available.

High

Available on Soul Patch And Cho Chos CD, The Precession Of Simulacra 10"/CDEP

I was so high I couldn't come down,
She said with my mother’s voice,
"There's no need to be afraid"

I'm not even sure why we even went out,
The sun was so hot,
It feels like just another day,
It feels like just...

I don't mean to sound paranoid,
But the cop on the corner has a look that I can't avoid,
That I can't avoid,
That I can't avoid

You would think that by now we would have known better,
The man with the badge,
He don't need an excuse,
He don't need an excuse,
He don't need an excuse

First it was me and then it was my friend,
A small pipe in her bag,
I won't make that mistake again,
I won't make that mistake again,
I won't make that...

As I got out at 2 A.M. I said,
"I'll never get high in Hancock Park again,
In Hancock Park again,
In Hancock Park again,
In Hancock Park again"

Hypothesis

Available on Nostalgic For Nothing singles collection LP/CD, Split 7" with Serpico

You say you're going up to higher ground,
You say you're going up to higher ground,
To higher ground
I don't think your hypothesis is very sound,
I don't think your hypothesis is very sound,
Is very sound

You don't mind the nails in your hands,
I prefer the needles in my back,
In my back

If I could just make one suggestion,
Perhaps start with experimentation,
With experimentation