when you chase for novelty
prep a page for tragedy
lens flare of a city night
freight train coming on your right
at speed with her on your arm
she blooms under all your charms
as you glide try not to think
of the ice underneath your feet
salt of tears
painted dawn
bitter tea
you’ll carry on
take a run
get some sleep
she's the memory you keep
to a song you seemed to know
love rose like a sourdough
a loom was soon entwined
she’d call late and you didn’t mind
the days got short and cold
twilight by the time you're home
her note flapping on your door
your love has flown its course
salt of tears
painted dawn
bitter tea
you’ll carry on
take a run
get some sleep
she's the memory you keep
at lakeside under a roiling sky
your bodies blurring in the night
you'll love her until the day you die
far away the crying's done
pale shore under whitewash sun
dip your toes in the cloudy bay
too cold to swim today
phone streaked with salt and sand
her name that you tap to send
not sure you can take what's next
as you wait for her to text
your home is glowing twilight gray
our knees are touching to your delicate wordplay
kisses come in little rounds
you say your roommate won't be bothered by our sound
we could have some fun ‘ere monday pulls
the curtain of the night down from the sun
such a pretty one
you can stay
I wanna go to bed
yeah I wanna go to bed
I wanna go to bed
curling fingers conjure thirst
as you clutch me we bear down until we burst
scent and sweat now intertwined
got your glasses on you can try on mine
are we out of time?
you can stay
I wanna go to bed
yeah I wanna go to bed
I wanna go to bed
like petrichor
from a summer storm
you’re soft and warm
you fold my life
to a minute
your pretty hands
this box
I harbor in a pocket
my secret plan
we drink and teeter
ever nearer
you change the tune
your glass of wine
streaking empty
I’m outta soon
“I do” or “adieu”
I need “I do” or “adieu”
I walked alone
sidewalk simmered
that balmy night
this urban orb
churning ever
we’re fireflies
“I do” or “adieu”
I need “I do” or “adieu”
your dress blinding white
like a seaside in July
pictures burning in my mind's eye
“I do” or “adieu”
it was “I do” or “adieu”
aromas ... kitchen
cooked meal ... don't get ... eat
gotta sift ... seasoning ... from the stew
Sneaky, Sneaky
I love you
summer drive, odometer rising
rolling through the hills, I’m improvising
seventeen twists to make the turns take more time
more time
If I misapprehend that I’ll love you forever
the Dalai Lama can scold us together
‘cuz our sweaters are brushing arms right now
it’s been a while I’m starting to miss you
yeah a day so I’m making it an issue
Sneaky, Sneaky
you’re so near
autumn night we wander arm in arm
laugh and cry in our specs
slip off my gloves to touch your tears and we embrace
you softly ask in my neck
can we have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
I know you’ve gotta leave
but we’ll have goats, biscuits, bees
you’re called to walk the crowd wherever voices shout
you wonder can it be fair
to leave a love to tune and worry to your sound
dear heart, you're already there
can we have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
I know you’ve gotta leave
but we’ve got goats, biscuits, bees
waves and noise
spinning into space
bring your voice
to me as I age
still sunbeams
coffee in the air
are you home?
I'll meet you there
and we’ll have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
I know you’ve gotta leave
but we've got goats, biscuits, bees
we’ll have goats, biscuits, bees
oh that sounds fine to me
our plans are twirling leaves
but we'll have goats, biscuits, bees
A selection of songs from The Sexy Accident's sixth full-length album, Champagne Babycakes, re-imagined and reconstructed by Steve Fisk, namelessnumberheadman, Akkilles and many talented guest musicians.
credits
released September 8, 2018
All songs written by Jesse Kates / Halaster Music [ASCAP] except You’ve Got To Ride Your Bicycle Ha Ha Ha by Jonas Kates