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Sweet Talker

by JJ & The Rogues

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1.
Jacobite 03:22
(Instrumental)
2.
Young pretender, short and slender How many men have you killed today Your mind splinters, you can't remember The stage is set but the strings have frayed It's appealing to believe The subtle touch is leading you Like destiny, or fantasy A flip of the wrist and your part concludes Oh child going home now You won't be king no more Young pretender, you're no hero Living a dream is a costly chore Oh son, we've seen you before On the run for all your days Life's conspired, the moment's gone now So open your eyes and lower your gaze The clothes are fancy, bodies dancing Women here you can't ignore Keep your head up, watch your back son As you come crawling back from war Oh child going home now You won't be king no more Young pretender, you're no hero Living a dream is a costly chore Oh child going home Don't think you can take much more Keep pretending you're the hero Dig your hands in this dirty world I've seen home through my window Never thought of it more But these chains control me From my wrists they can't be divorced Oh child going home now You won't be king no more Young pretender, you're no hero Living a dream is a costly chore Oh child going home Don't think you can take much more Keep pretending you're the hero Dig your hands in this dirty world
3.
Don't want to go to sleep You think I'm trying to be Another Hemingway That is not what I seek My words are much too meek They've managed this place to stay I Just want a lover Don't want another foolish child running blindly But stay here beside me Close enough there No moment to be lost The roads we're on will cross But I won't, dear, unpack my clothes You're bracing for the news Like you're bracing to be bruised You keep dreaming we're in the throes I couldn't love her I just need another day with the weight on two shoulders I don't mind getting older She's close enough there You don't have to suffer It's not giving in to time or desire You're a sweet talker and I'm a liar Close enough there I need you there
4.
I was born in heather On the blessed island Land of pride and folly And fallen on harder times She was something special Full of lunar glory But she couldn’t love me When she saw the Englishman I fell in with scoundrels And the Prussian Army Just to seek a title Though a rogue, I’m still a man Now I beseech thee, fortune It’s the curse upon a bloodless line, oh Out in the battle they’re picking faces Will you take the bounty when it’s time Ah, what will it be now, Mrs. Lyndonne Naughty or nice I can serve equally well Ah, run and tell your mother, Mrs. Lyndonne A passionate vice I can serve equally well Mrs. Lyndonne tells me That I’ve been forgotten I say matter-of-factly I’ve just come to collect my pay She says that’s a smart reply young man Shall I call my boy to see you out? I say, if you please, I’m inclined to leave, but Just as much, I’m inclined to stay Ah, what will it be now, Mrs. Lyndonne Naughty or nice I can serve equally well Ah, run and tell your mother, Mrs. Lyndonne A passionate vice I can serve equally well May youth be forgiven May this sojourn cometh All of this listless folly Finally brings it all to an end Mrs. Lyndonne tells me That all sons are bastards I say parenthetically Never love you like I did this day Ah, what will it be now, Mrs. Lyndonne Naughty or nice I can serve equally well Ah, run and tell your mother, Mrs. Lyndonne A passionate vice I can serve equally well
5.
Wipe your brow to buy you time Can't make up your mind As you peer in her eyes The handle is gripping your hand It's through scheming and determined to follow the plan A body it takes to become the superior man Those books have no promise left for you Because you can't climb mountains with the ink of what other people knew When it comes time to write your history Will you let the record show Took the chance to cut in line because you are one of a kind You would have us say You're son of your time (You say it, you say it) Son of your time (You say it, you say it) You say it You're seeing things The shadows have ushered a clumsy path And they won't tell you where you're headed or let you look back When they drag you home They always creep in the corners of your mind They never leave Even when you've smashed the lights You say you don't have nightmares And don't wake to the twinge of despair You're desperate to hear me say You're son of your time (You say it, you say it) Son of your time (You say it, you say it) You say it
6.
When you say I'm chronologically inferior to you Don't you mean I'm behind the times Well if it's so then I readily admit it 'Cause these days have been a bit less than kind Told you once I don't do that kind of thing anymore Don't you mean it be nice to try Well if you want it then point in my direction 'Cause these shoes of mine are apt to fly I'll be gone So fast, so long I'll be gone So please, please come along too Reached my ears you were planning an invasion But you're such a recluse with a private mind So I've got to wish you luck my little baby, I'll be Heading home with a tear in my eye Speaking of which, I remember what you said before Compliment of the lowest kind Touched my face and said it did resemble Mr. Quasimodo and I just died I'll be gone So fast, so long I'll be gone So please, please come along too When you say I'm psychologically exterior to you Don't you mean that I'm out of your mind Never wanted to have dualistic tendencies but If it must be then that's all right I'll be gone So fast, so long I'll be gone So please, please come along too I'll be gone So fast, so long I'll be gone So please, please come along too Please, please come along too Please, please come along too
7.
Christina 06:15
You're satisfied and it's time to leave Darling I wish you wouldn't I'm taking my chances and it's clear to me Darling I wish it wasn't Our love ain't nothing but piety Oh it makes a man feel important And all these people you've bought and sold Darling you've left them wanting Well I wouldn't love you if you weren't lovely Christina Infatuation is a cause for concern It's such a little touch of evil I pull your dress-up 'cause I'm feeling low Now you misunderstand me Our love ain't nothing but society It makes a girl feel important And you call me a lover though you barely scream And this time you'd better mean it Well I wouldn't love you if you weren't lovely Christina Quizzical looks with a lying eye Everything you say is just too fine No, no, no, you've got it all wrong Wasn't my fault Try, try, try, to be a bit more as you were A touch more demure, Christina I'm a sucker for your tired dreams Even when they're long and boring It's not a question of sincerity Who do you think you're fooling Our love ain't nothing but a punching bag Oh it makes a couple feel so beaten And maybe someday when there's nothing left Peace will come without a warning Well I wouldn't love you if you weren't lovely Christina
8.
Priscilla II 03:35
Leading lady stands Back to an honest man And her eyes turn their gaze She won't suffer silence So she, she calls out his name Such a delicate face Covered by a finer lace That keeps her disguise He won't trouble moving But he'll trouble to meet here eyes So I'll keep searching For a face I'm missing Have you seen Priscilla She's a curse of my choosing She can use her voice Present me a dire choice But I don't believe she's standing here I can turn, but should I go Will it save me, can I save her Or will she disappear Just a simple deal To find that she is real But can a man choose his fate Does it stalk him as prey Tempt him, and then dissipate So I'll keep moving Another day I'm losing Have you seen Priscilla She's a curse I'm choosing So I'll keep searching For a face I'm missing Have you seen Priscilla She's a curse of my choosing
9.
Jealousy 05:27
Have you ever seen one like her Firewater in a silver case Pushing all of my buttons down I take her hand and say push again God I want her every single day Violent thoughts get into my head But everyone wants my baby girl And I'm a jealous man, oh yeah, I am Jealousy To you I'm a stranger She could be Making love to a stranger man than me, oh jealousy It's unequivocally stated That the girl is nobody's but mine But I can't help feeling like I'm watching people just cut in line Well if I'm poisonous tell me now Then tell me how to poison her 'Cause everyone wants my baby girl And I'm a jealous man, oh yeah, I am Jealousy To you I'm a stranger She could be Making love to a stranger man than me, oh jealousy I wonder sometimes Why I want her sometimes But love doesn't suffer The absence of suffering If it's such a paradox Have faith in me love But love doesn't suffer The absence of suffering Now as I look upon her face All I see is the sunlit sky And a prism of color It puts upon us a golden hue Well I mustn't ever worry Everything is due to be alright But everyone wants my baby girl And I'm a jealous man, oh yeah, I am Jealousy To you I'm a stranger She could be Making love to a stranger man than me Jealousy To you I'm a stranger She could be In love with a stranger man than me, oh jealousy
10.
Miss hard to get Won't let me forget that loving her Brings warmth to the cold And the sun back from the setting So it's told Girl can only say That she made the mistake And I'm gone But hurting all the same Will I call this fate or just wrong And now she sits Out of sight, out of mind But she exists I still love her as mine (Girl don't forget) And now I sit Out of breath, out of time Can't you be convinced That I still love you as mine Miss hard to get Brings me to regret for moving past And hoping to grow old Just know what to expect I still don't know
11.
Sugar Pills 05:22
Everybody’s hurting, tortured Got an ache they can’t quite Put their fingers on Some backroom novelist Is working on his latest Metaphysical nightmare And it should have been left alone He’s telling all his colleagues They’re shouting it from the lectern Dogmatic indigestion And we’ve only ourselves to blame These people force it down our throats It’s consensual rape A Placebo But instead of sugar pills It’s cyanide Well I feel so bad, I’ve let you down Watch me get on my knees Absolution is a mighty blow To the wicked soul that’s me I’m a model of corruption Aimed towards self-destruction And I need somewhere to simply be But I feel like nothing is worth the living If life is just chemistry Some stripped-down karaoke crooner Is moving out to Hollywood He’s got a message for me Says we shouldn’t be fighting Or driving in our motor-cars He’s the arbiter of freedom And so I turned to God And asked for peaceful sleep Now I don’t dream at all Now I don’t dream at all These people force it down our throats It’s consensual rape A Placebo But instead of sugar pills It’s cyanide Well I feel so bad, I’ve let you down Watch me get on my knees Absolution is a mighty blow To the wicked soul that’s me I’m a model of corruption Aimed towards self-destruction And I need somewhere to simply be But I feel like nothing is worth the living If life is just chemistry

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released April 1, 2014

Recorded, Mixed, and Produced by JJ & The Rogues
All songs written by JJ & The Rogues
Co-Producer, Engineer, and Artwork by Kelly Hill
Mastered by Joe Burton at The Barn

Special Thanks: Tom & Patti Cockerell, Nolan Robertson, Steve Claunch, Ian Cresswell, Zuriel Bertch, Philip Durrett, Kerry Cash, and Ryan Sobczak

Recording Artists: Jameson Cockerell (Vox, Keys, Lead Guitar), Joshua Townley (Vox, Keys, Guitar), Nolan Robertson (Background Vox, Percussion), Chris Carfa (Bass), Eric Navratil (Kit, Bass Drum, Congas), Kelly Hill (Percussion), Zuriel Bertch (Violin), and Philip Durrett (Cello)

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It’s the soundtrack to a drive from Austin to New York. Blending rock & roll and leading-edge pop styles to form a unique sound that’s throwback and modern all at once.

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