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Mad Andalusia

by Ben Roque

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1.
She's a roulette wheel in Amarillo, an Apache motel in wise blood homemade pen, red ink her gun went click through a tuxedo blue rose, a gold moon around her neck leave that wreck on the beltway by an old mattress wine stained charm that wheel, cue that crow hammer that bell another K.O. any money, LaMotta went four charmed I'm sure slept in a bottle of rain and Blackwell irons next subject the motto's moot, Bishop's dead in Redwing boots just an accident the station clock, a quarter past four charmed I'm sure
2.
That old tiger blood jumped on the dust that phony buck will get you far enough that crooked mile between you and her bent El Paso out of shape, a bottle and a blur my hands will be no more, no more red than a rose Madam found a fortune there in your palm she'll play percussion with a cherry bomb hijack a Buick for New Mexico that old diamond dancing on the barrel of a gun while the devil sang along my hands will be no more, no more red than a rose my hands will be no more, no more red than a rose a melody out of her clothes I got no diamond up my sleeve, but I'm leaving like a thief that yellow woodbird gonna pay to drag the lake my hands will be no more, no more red than a rose Vanish for Good pinned a note to my shirt sunrise will put you in a hearse one eye on Reno and one eye asleep roulette spun you out of town, red and black around a clock is all they found my hands will be no more, no more red than a rose
3.
I got no small talk left for you a wishbone broken in two it's nothing but spilled perfume that sleeping wino on the midnight train his tattoo once said her name it's nothing but spilled perfume an old paperback in pages that once pressed a rose moonlight turned black a scarecrow is dressed in your clothes an old blind Joe taps on the road oh I think that siren went that way forgive me I didn't catch your name it's nothing but spilled perfume
4.
Hatchetfish 03:23
I live alone above a jewelry store I take a marrowbone banister home beyond the epilogue is Tijuana I raise my hatchetfish in bottles of gin no Cadillac has ever come back without a pocketful of oblivion my baby always kissed the mirror goodbye well keep an eye on Firefly on bible night obituary's got me all wrong I burn a halo like a neon sign you'd never know without a certain light what's supernatural about a burning motel? the butcher only had a jawbone to sell I seen a gypsy with a copperhead whip she said a snake got diamonds to spit this time of year the dogs go mad here with out of state plates I'll disappear my baby always kissed the mirror goodbye well keep an eye on Firefly on bible night obituary's got me all wrong I burn a halo like a neon sign you'd never know without a certain light
5.
Well he wore a dead man's hat she was a poet with a broken laugh he never knew a natural blonde until the light on Bishop Street came on he made a ring from a cracked eight ball she just waited for the ax to fall and waited there all night say goodbye for me Spanish burgundy well I've seen her face of pearl by the light of the burning world broken down in diamond rain while the radio still plays on a weathervane at midnight turns she met a blind man with a silver urn he said "Please describe the moon for me" just trick a melody Spanish burgundy well I'm a stranger every time had to bury my boots beneath the pines Sierra says you might as well just ask the dust and shotgun shells but if you pay for all this twice you'll be shaking hands after midnight a reflection in the knife say goodbye for me Spanish burgundy
6.
(Instrumental)
7.
She's the world but I keep on moving she's amnesia with a revolver now the moon throws dice on Andalusia mad Andalusia nail me a map to the door leave my hat in Baltimore ride through a needle her dart hit the board and I keep on moving she put hell in the corner pocket she's stolen air in ice blue mascara lay your Sunday best out on a ruin mad Andalusia it's a bad accent on a preacher and high heels she left by the stairs Saginaw smoke and a bottle of prayers and I keep on moving mad Andalusia
8.
Both Glasses 02:58
A quarter past the wicked laugh there's only thunder in the almanac we're daring gin and laying down all kings I made a toast and both glasses broke we're daring gin and laying down all kings I gave a toast that scattered the crows scattered the crows yeah when both glasses broke a pair of wings special for you some madonna told the avenue she'll break a watch for an hour with you I'll keep a torch and asbestos suit a yellow note nailed to the door said I won't come back no more they found him mummified in the Mojave I made a toast and both glasses broke we're daring gin and laying down all kings I gave a toast that scattered the crows scattered the crows yeah when both glasses broke laid away in the blazing moon I bet he wasn't there for the view Ann Bonny let the room be consumed I made a toast and both glasses broke
9.
Riddle me this luck in Baltimore she'll settle him for a dollar more and suicide doors on a coffin Ford heaven will be a lullaby away delirious like a moth in a bell Scarlett called the old motel mercy's a boxing glove filled up with nails how long have I been away? ring around the bottle, riddle in the world said she never dig enough to bury it I'm in the lotto for a Cincinnati pearl shaking down the devil just to go home shaking down the devil just to go nobody moved when the bulb burned out I seen the halo that she handed out jackal and buzzard came and circled around heaven will be a lullaby away there's nothing like a shadow to howl like a rose said I'm in the mirror with the smear and smoke she got the devil in her pocket in the cold said beyond the winter lies a blank page said beyond the winter lies a blank delirious like a moth in a bell Scarlett called the old motel mercy's a boxing glove filled up with nails how long have I been away?
10.
Ashtray moon, boxcar roof between trains since '82 wrong bottle in Baton Rouge lost my days on dice I threw she's murder in a black jacket from this angle nothing happened up close it's all stage makeup just a silk scarf the blood was made of Savannah, matching scars left on Atlas, shoes on a wire a keyhole knows her face of pearl striptease show, what's left of the world pull that rug out, midnight owl sound of snapped piano wire the Georgia moon's all she's scared of Cabernet's all the blood was made of cut the cards, pickpocket cross out lines on a bucket list shout timber, chop that guitar the train never came she took the news hard and took it too far she's murder in a black jacket from this angle nothing happened up close it's all stage makeup just a silk scarf the blood was made of what the blood was made of

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released March 29, 2024

Written, played, and recorded by Ben Roque
in Albuquerque, NM, St. Louis, MO, and Burlington, VT
Chris Avetta appears on Hatchetfish
Front cover collage by Ben Roque
Back cover photo by Malcolm Watson
Mastered by LANDR
Bell Drive Press
2024

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Ben Roque Burlington, Vermont

Noir/Lo-fi influenced musician, author (The Midnight Cabaret, Calliope Steam, Living Paint), and collage artist.

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