Read Glenn Kenny's original liner notes here
Produced by Gary Lucas & Ernie Brooks
Recorded by Sascha Von Oertzen at Knit Noise NYC
with assistance by Ric Chavarria & Rob McCabe, except
"Fata Morgana" recorded by Marc Urselli at Eastside Sound NYC
"Mojo Pin" & "Ain't Got You" recorded by Jason Candler, at Loho Studios, NYC
Mixed by Harold Burgon at Harold's, Granada, Spain except
"Coming Clean" mixed by Jerry Harrison with ET Thorngren at Sausalito Sound, CA
"Psycho" mixed by Sascha Von Oertzen at Knit Noise, NYC
Additional engineering by Jason Candler
CD tray photo: Dave Bias
Cover photo: Ania Freindorf
Lower left sleeve photo: Jason Candler (St. Petersburg, Russia 4/12/06)
Upper right sleeve photo: Nick Kouzetsnov
Mighty Quinn Project Manager: Jerry Roche
Mighty Quinn Art Direction: David Angilello
www.mighty-quinn.net
FATA MORGANA Within the dark the lights come up She sings the line fantastic She weaves her spell The people yell You bought her bit of plastic When the scales fell from your heart And love starts looking drastic What’s she holding in her heart What’s the siren singing? Now you see her, now you don’t Your ears will never stop ringing Now she leans right over you And now she starts to swaying Fata Morgana is her name And you, you better start praying Her stolen kiss tastes of the mist Her lifeline is an anchor You reach to touch her silken hair For this you’ve come to thank her Her hidden cache now turns to ash You stupid bloody wanker What’s she holding in her heart What’s the siren singing? Now you see her, now you don’t Your ears will never stop ringing Now she leans right over you And now she starts to swaying Fata Morgana is her name And you, you better start praying On a spree eternity and more All seems to beckon Look out man you’re in her plan To lay waste to your heart, I reckon Careful Before you fall A kiss is just a kill to her A sigh is just a sigh All that glitters pure fool’s gold And you, you better not try To penetrate the mystery The pulp beneath the bone Fata Morgana’s come to earth And you, you better stay home Her icy stare, her mournful air Can hypnotize all sailors Who now full fathom five doth lie Beneath her coral jailer As Cruel Morgana seals your fate Just when you’ve come to nail her What’s she holding in her heart What’s the siren singing? Now you see her, now you don’t Your ears will never stop ringing You gaze into her eyes and find An unforgiving shore Fata Morgana drags you down You’re ship-wrecked ever more Ship-wrecked ever more Ship-wrecked ever more Words and music by Gary Lucas top of page FOLLOW When you’re feeling low Got no place to go When the love light doesn’t glow And your friends don’t want to know Follow Look past your mind, deep within you must find Follow When the frost begins to chill When you’re dragged right through the mill You hear a voice that whispers slow A string drawn taut across the bow Look to your heart, and then make a new start Follow And you will fast endure The sickness without cure Follow free follow sure In this run-through, in this race In this time and in this space Rise to break this petty pace Choose to find a state of grace Follow When the wind begins to blow And the darkness starts to show You must take comfort, let it go For as above, so below Follow Look to your soul, like a child let it roll Don’t let the hatred take its toll Follow When the feeling flows From your head down to your toes And the light within you shows There’s a way beyond this woe Follow Words and Music by Gary Lucas top of page COMING CLEAN When I say, I want to know you Think of all the things, I want to show you You strip away the lies okay, that fall around me Breathing life into the day, your love surrounds me Riding on a steel rail Twisting past oblivion You bend before the wind so frail Giving me the strength to live again There’s a simple song you sing, I want to hear it Heading out for better days, now don’t you fear it Life is not a game you play, the rules aren’t black and white Rising from oblivion Do not go gentle into that good night Like a pebble on the beach, unto a grain of sand Thrown and sown just out of reach, moving freely in his hand All of us come clean you know, there at journey’s end Waiting for the wave to flow, waiting for a sign To start again Words and Music by Gary Lucas top of page SKIN DIVING Plonger , se perdre Dive, lose yourself remonter le parfaire rise up to the climax tremper, eclater get drenched, burst open comme une goutte de verre like a drop of glass descend toi pudeur let go your modesty trop profonde too deep respire breathe remonter rise up le desire qui respire the desire that breathes skin diving water rising bubbles rising --Lucas/Medeiros top of page EVANGELINE Trust in her, you must endure The seasons ever changing Face the frost, the hollow cost Of lives spent rearranging Evening bells and wishing well The one who won’t need naming Evangeline comes claiming I can see her fair face sure As you can spy the sparrow Swiftly now she turns and bows And flies straight as the arrow Dusky dells and private hells Evangeline comes claiming Brings forth her gentle raining Evangeline Now leaves do fall, and through it all She constantly keeps burning Within her gaze, the suns own rays Now keeps my head from turning When you think you know it all Evangeline discerning Brings forth her gentle learning Evangeline comes claiming Brings forth her gentle raining Evangeline Words and Music by Gary Lucas top of page AIN'T GOT YOU by Bruce Sprinsteen I got the fortunes of heaven in diamonds and gold I got all the bonds baby that the bank could hold I got houses 'cross the country honey end to end And everybody buddy wants to be my friend Well I got all the riches baby any man ever knew But the only thing I ain't got honey I ain't got you I got a house full of Rembrandt and priceless art And all the little girls they wanna tear me apart When I walk down the street people stop and stare Well you'd think I might be thrilled but baby I don't care 'Cause I got more good luck honey than old King Farouk But the only thing I ain't got baby I ain't got you I got a big diamond watch sittin' on my wrist I try to tempt you baby but you just resist I made a deal with the devil babe I won't deny Until I got you in my arms I can't be satisfied I got a pound of caviar sitting home on ice I got a fancy foreign car that rides like paradise I got a hundred pretty women knockin' down my door And folks wanna kiss me I ain't even seen before I been around the world and all across the seven seas Been paid a king's ransom for doin' what comes naturally But I'm still the biggest fool honey this world ever knew 'Cause the only thing I ain't got baby I ain't got you top of page HURLY BURLY Coming down to the ones that count, coming down to the wire Coming up like a golden cup, burnished hot in the fire Coming at you like a living statue, coming out to inspire Winging down from the higher ground, singing strong in the choir Ghosts are flying kites of spirit come to take you higher When the hurly burly’s done there’s none but you shines like the sun Hold fast, hold clean, the future flows from the golden mean Hold steady, hold tight, the spirit walks from day to night Say what you mean, mean what you say, the spirit moves from night to day Hold tight, hold true, this is the story of me and you When you’re walking through that door you better stop to wonder When the wheel is spinning fast you can’t afford to blunder Hurly…Hurly Burly…Comin’ Down! Coming down to the precious few, coming down to desire Crossing over through the wildest blue, skywalk ever higher Coming through like you always do, coming in from the mire Coming fast like a baby’s first gasp This ain’t the time to retire When you’re walking through that door the odds are you’ve been there before Follow your feelings follow your heart, the stones they throw can’t tear us apart Calling all cats, calling all kittens, twice shy and once bitten Calling all cats, calling all cars, the purest pure from Venus to Mars Calling all old folk, calling all kids, don’t look back to see what you did Hold tight hold fast, the present’s now and the past is past Hurly...Hurly Burly...Comin’ Down! Words and music by Gary Lucas top of page LAND'S END Outside the digger, the brave old outrigger Outriding deciding to borrow Some time to unwind, what you need to feel kind Trust that everything works out tomorrow at Land’s End Riverrun round the bend Feel the flow never end Sail on out start again Some people are funny, think only of money Walk around in a gloom when it’s sunny But just you keep grinning, and soon you’ll start winning When you feel you are through it is just the beginning at Land’s End Reach on out to a friend Give a hand you can lend Now’s the time don’t pretend Flags are flying people crying Sighing dying on the vine Look around find common ground One world unfurled it’s there to find at Land’s End Lighthouse bright on the sand A beacon of life that we send End this strife join the band Inside you the trigger, the smaller the bigger You are you’re a star in God’s eyes you shine far So keep the fire going, and keep your love growing The way to fair days on the path that’s worth knowing to Land’s End We’re all one to defend But one flock you must tend We’re all here at Land’s End Now our heart’s on the mend Ride the ride let it blend Heading out to Land’s End Words and Music by Gary Lucas top of page SPIRIT MOVES On the blasted heath and heather, you can find us all together, In all kinds of wicked weather, borne on God’s breath like a feather Cast out thoughts so melancholy, gloom and doom is certain folly Keep your senses ever tingling, keep your keys forever jingling Running like wild things to outrace the pack Chasing down rainbows the moon at our back Now’s the time we have to live in, hour of death is never given Seize the day now with your head up, never know just where you’ll end up Come for our party, come for our friends, Come walk the tightrope the road never ends The spirit moves Inside all grooves The spirit walks Pure feel no talk The spirit glides As Earth abides The spirit hides On the blasted heath and heather, you can find us all together In all kinds of wicked weather, borne on God’s breath like a feather Words and Music by Gary Lucas top of page UNDER MY WING Well I know one thing She said, "Don’t want your ring..." Just one fling, no strings, still stings Baby under my wing Well I brought her to the absolute brink With good wines, good lines and good drink But in time, too late, she needed to shrink From my behavioral kink Well it still stings, Took her under my wing Coming home too late each night Wondering what the day looks like Doing numbers just for spite In the red by dawn’s daylight In the black by hook or crook That’s my life an open book Pretty picture she thought not One way out with just one shot It cost a lot Well it still stings Baby under my wing Still here But she’s gone Unclear What’s right what’s wrong No trace, no face, except for this song Well she’s long gone But just one thing Can’t you hear my heart sing? Baby under my wing Words and Music by Gary Lucas top of page MOJO PIN (J. Buckley/G. Lucas) I'm lying in my bed The blanket is warm This body will never be Safe from harm Still feel your hair Black ribbons of coal Touch my skin To keep me whole... Oh...if only you'd come back to me.. If you laid at my side... Wouldn't need no Mojo Pin To keep me satisfied... Don't wanna weep for you Don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured The white horses flow Memories fire The rhythms fall slow Black beauty I love you so... Oh precious precious silver and gold And pearls in oyster's flesh Drop down we two to serve and pray to love Born again from the rhythm Screaming down from heaven Ageless, ageless and I'm there in your arms... Don't wanna weep for you I don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured The white horses flow The memories fire The rhythms fall slow.. Black beauty I love you so....so..so..so... Oh the welts of your scorn, my love Give me more Send whips of opinion down my back Give me more Well it's you I've waited my life to see It's you I've searched so hard for... Don't wanna weep for you Don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured The white horses flow The memories fire The rhythms fall slow.. Black beauty I love you so...so...black black black beauty... top of page ONE MAN'S MEAT Oh Man, man…here we go again One Man’s Meat lived in a garden, till he ate forbidden fruit All of a sudden his life got weird, now he’s choppin’ his own wood One Man’s Meat don’t want to wake up, till every dream comes true He starts out with a harem pretty soon he’s killing dragons In an epoch like a Hindu I ain’t no genius but I know what I know, people are dreamin’ wherever I go Till recognition hits with a shock Come on children let’s rock! Some play the dozens and even the tens, they’ll never live that moment over again They keeps on talkin’ till it leads you in, don’t stop till your head spins One Man’s Meat’s absorbed in rhythm, he likes an unobstructed flow Without some degree of obstruction, rhythm doesn’t happen at all Who knows that he knows must be amazed, because he’s both a wonder and being A maze Knowing and being is downright weird The phenomenon is three-tiered Which One is I when I Know that I Know, the One Who Knows or Who Knows that I Know, Confusion of echoes it generates, the original gets lost no trace I can’t remember the words to this song I get lost every time I am born Evolving so unique and autonomous That it almost appears to be a separate universe One Man’s Meat, Lord! One Man’s Meat is playing Hamlet, playing with such a serious rage That the player of Polonius is actually murdered on the stage I like to rampage, I like to sin Till I turn around and see where I been Tried to get straight Lord, I tried to fit in Can’t stop and I can’t win I know it hurts to be Who You Are, I seen your Brother, I know your Pa I know your Sister ran off with your Ma Driving in a fast car Way down under the ocean, give or take a couple billion years ago May have been swimmin’ we was still chasin’ women Way down under the deep blue sea, Lord One Man’s Fish Meat! One Man’s Meat was born to boogie, One Man’s Meat can’t do no good One Man’s Meat is so afraid, he’s the bully of his neighborhood I know you’re dreaming, I hear you snore, I hear the rumble from under the door, I seen the halo surrounding your head Be an angel if you was dead I heard you laughing when somebody said I saw you fall down on top of the bed Turned out the light, cried into the phone Please don’t let me sleep alone Please don’t let me sleep alone Please don’t let me sleep alone Please don’t let me sleep Alone…Alone…Alone (Lucas/Johansen) top of page