WITCHES IN LOVE BY JEROME LEBEL (OCTOBER 2008) LYRICS --- 1. MADNESS ON THE BALCONY She loves herself on the balcony Above the trees Made so blue By the neon spectres Turning her head inside she sees a picture of God looking at the empty apartment Looking at her, she feels Feeling her wants, she feels He could be Gripping her by her body Throw her around Not so far Not at the end Where we all live and all love and all hate And most definitely end up unsure about reality itself "I’ll always remember him" she says He drove so fast to get to my despair Poor man he was and is, No more money for the trips No money for food But he doesn’t need any Strange people might want his mind His blood or whatever else But they’ll never get it Not any of it "Madness makes me feel that way", she says "That funny teary way" "That funny teary way" "Now that he is with everyone madness makes me love everyone", she says "Now that he is with everyone" "Now that he is with everyone madness makes me love everyone", she says "Now that he is with everyone" She loves herself on the balcony Above the trees Made so blue By the neon spectres "Now that he is with everyone madness makes me love everyone", she says © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 2. PRESS HARD Desperation, desperation As acne appears up on your face So you press So you press your lips against your mirror Then go to bed thinking about prostitutes in the nude waiting in a park at night Go ahead Pop your zits Watch the blood This is your blood Love it Love it Be your only lover Do what you do best Masturbate In your small pornographic room where the light that sometimes makes its way in Turns you into a choice maker Masturbate As you imagine A neighbourhood of people Making tender love to you Perhaps making hateful nasty love to you instead as you strangely derive pleasure when they hate what you are or where your are from or you know What your parents believe Hide your blemishes With your sister’s skin cream She is dead You don’t feel her spirit Memory is all that the light provides Your brain Your neurons Are all that you have Scream at the night The stars are so far away that it stretches you beyond your humanity What is happening to your teeth? They bite the inside of Your mouth and your tongue is swollen like your genitals were minutes ago Open the window And if you had thought about enhancing your masturbatory pleasures with a rope around your neck The cool September air would have traces of you and it would be your place It would be all yours, all yours Next spring you will be so pretty All this blood and pus On your mind it will no longer be a surplus Where you might go it will no longer be a surplus Be your only lover Next spring you will be so pretty All this blood and pus On your mind it will no longer be a surplus Where you might go it will no longer be a surplus Be your only lover Next spring you will be so pretty So pretty © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 3. DRAGON FIRE She would like to love To like the dead dragon that fell close to the house Of a boy she would like to love with a love that burns He would like to love To like the dead dragon that fell close to the house Of a girl he would like to love with a love that burns When her parents smile at her The closeness almost makes her want to speak Her ambitions and her fiery desire for secret affection On Friday parties of poetry exchange the girls there Make her forget about indecisions He is with the boys and he loves to be there When walking on the pavement with girls he also loves But not a love that burns like the fire of the dragon But not a love that burns like the fire of the dragon This summer a kitten was born behind the barn Under a very tall and very green tree When boys and girls look at themselves Well they wonder "Will it take us as much time as the life of the feline to accept the way we exist"? This summer a kitten was born behind the barn Under a very tall and very green tree When boys and girls look at themselves Well they wonder "Will it take us as much time as the life of the feline to accept the way we exist"? © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 4. ENDURE BEING PURE You are so pure for yourself So dedicated to invisible people Malcontent with what they were, when they were alive They eerily inhabit your body They eerily make your face melt in shyness Hot and red When you are with people and it is time to touch them romantically and then go to bed No intimacy No love from others No money No love from others No respect from others But you are so pure and you have so much love For yourself The people living in your head have this precious burning Mission for you You keep yourself so pure They want your self-love to endure Your self-love Your self-love © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 5. DARK BLUE He is living in the basement He has seen the cosmos He has seen so many stars So many stars Outside all his windows On the TV screen On the TV shows He has seen the stars He has seen the sex stars On screen Living in mother’s basement It is just like a sombre womb Mouth wide open Mouth wide open Saliva, saliva dripping slowly in your bedroom These women he sees having sex outside all his windows Making paid and hard love on screen “They speak to me” he says "Ooh, the cosmos it speaks to me", he says He has seen the dark blue colours of winter The dark blue colours of death His family is slowly dying and the kids and teenagers he knew, So long ago, are getting older and greyer They are flying to the future To the grave Where he feels he needs to be brave just to put his hand On the door knob And set a foot into another dimension While he feels he needs to be brave just to put his hand On the door knob And set a foot into another dimension © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 6. SWOLLEN (INSTRUMENTAL) --- 7. NIGHT SMILE Many cars were arriving at the heart of the city I watched it all on an empty TV, disintegrating in poverty Jesus was speaking inside my heart Jesus only lives inside hearts because science rightfully put him there where he belongs and lives in peace And speaks to the only organ that is fit for his messages But I was not in peace, you see As I watched all of you on my mental screen Psychologically these awful judgmental words came to me: I can smell the aroma of vanity from the dirty black box You are sadly limitless Beauty fixed many times all for your perception of a dull society that buys your glory And let us not forget your purses Beloved handbags Where you keep abundant money which allows for the pursuit of jewellery Hardwired machines of vanity Slow depth Perhaps no depth Slow warmth Perhaps no warmth There may be nothing Just lipstick Just a night smile If I were in a good position, I would refute you, I would refuse you and the hopelessness that comes with Your vileness Just a night smile If I were in a good position, I would refute you, I would refuse you and the hopelessness that comes with Your vileness There may be nothing Just lipstick Just a night smile If I were in a good position, I would refute you, I would refuse you and the hopelessness that comes with Your vileness © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 8. LOOPS OF TENDERNESS Each and every muscle loves attention A punch to release tension Each and every muscle loves Its biology It needs heat in order to feel pleasure Given gently by brain chemistry Each and every muscle is released At the crepuscle Owls are beautiful Owls are beautiful © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 9. WATCHING DREAMS AND GUILT You have chosen to be electricity Wires around your wrists, imposed by those who enjoyed their popularity Fires, menstrual blood, monstrous blood are what you unleashed First you let them Yeah you let them do it to you Joys Joys of imaginary dreamy sickly love With someone so far gone So creepy that now she is has become electricity Blasphemously dropping out of the system But perversely staying there where I make some space for my feelings Watching dreams is like watching guilt You are there Shaking, vibrating, electric and malevolent in the way your body dances in movement The girl that was electric and humanly indecent Her eyes nervous, nervously wanting everything I saw it in the flash of time it took me to see The news reels featuring small stories about small lives There was a priest, a parapsychologist and people who were there to love her Love her in fear and suspicion Her eyes Nervous and contentious Her eyes Have set the fires at the school Her eyes Have set the fires at the party Where flesh is burned in retaliation for humiliation As hands gently wrapped her face she may never admit her misdirection Ooh female electricity that causes terror Ooh female electricity that causes terror Electric girl who caused terror The electric girl who likes to provoke the fervour of terror © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- 10. CHESTER I am not crazy Teachers Ouija boards And obsessive compulsive disorders I am normal please Yes I am I wish for schizophrenia I wish for your love I wish for illness I hold a pen that illuminates my parents' life But only them I placed my heart in this place so dim With a sick smile I felt a dim spirit Possessing my life I am poor of heart Creepy chester friend You are as damp as my mind is I am poor of heart Creepy chester friend Candles that turn my hopes into eerie smoke As you laugh inside my head Probably laughing at humanity And , evil spirit, at your own cruelty Like children we will play games No we won’t Before the light slaps you and takes you out of my playground As long as you hide my pills I will always remember you Distorting everything Now you want to possess the sweet girl across my house Then undress robotically but without your disfiguring anger I will never watch this Not tonight Not in five thousand years As long as you hide my pills I will always remember you © 2008 Jerome Lebel --- http://www.jeromelebelmusic.com