Head Full Of Pictures

by Jim Page

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Recorded at Big Red Studios, Corbett, OR. 2006
Engineered and mixed by Billy Oskay
All songs copyright Jim Page, Whid-Isle Music BMI

Jim Page: vocals and guitar
Billy Oskay: fiddle, harmonium
Mark Ettinger: double bass
Scott Law: mandolin, acoustic guitar
Richard Crandall: mbira

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released June 8, 2006

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Jim Page Seattle, Washington

Named by Seattle Metropolitan Magazine as “One Of The 50 Most Influential Musicians In Seattle History.” Originally crom California Page has called Seattle and the Pacific Northwest “home” since 1971. Songs covered by The Doobie Brothers, Christy Moore, Dick Gaughan, Michael Hedges, and Roy Bailey. Utah Phillips: “If you’re ever going to get the message, this is the messenger to get it from.” ... more

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Track Name: Petroleum Bonaparte
hey George, I’m talkin’ to you
you’re bringin’ me disgrace
pretending to be my president
and you were never even elected in the first place
spendin’ all my money
on that really ugly war
and lyin’ to everybody
about the reasons that it’s for
well, it’s oil money, George
it’s been that way right from the start
Petroleum Bonaparte

hey George, what’s the body count
does anybody know
when they’re brown and foreign do you bother with them
or do you just let them go
and when the coffins come back home
with our daughters and our sons
do you thank the families and give them a medal
and ask them for another one
its kinda cold that way, isn’t it
its been that way right from the start
Petroleum Bonaparte

hey George, its not funny
but I don’t think you’re very smart
in fact I think you’re kinda stupid
you’re just play acting the part
like a psychopathic puppet
with a pocket full of knives
it kinda feels good, doesn’t it
cuttin’ up people’s lives
it’s a cynical proposition, George
it’s been that way right from the start
Petroleum Bonaparte

hey George
you always did want to make a lot of noise
now you can see yourself up there on the mountain side
with the other bully boys
right there in the spotlight of the world
for everybody to see
well, there’s more than one way
to go down in history
and it’s been headed that way
right from the start
Petroleum Bonaparte

hey George, I hate to tell you
but you’re headed for a fall
your engine’s overheating
and you are way beyond recall
somebody cut the break lines
and your steering wheel just spins
and there’s a Waterloo with your name on it
comin’ up around the bend
it’s a dead end proposition, George
it’s been that way right from the start
Petroleum Bonaparte
Track Name: Head Full Of Pictures
I just came home with a head full of pictures
and I can’t say, I can’t say
they wake me up screamin’ in the middle of the night
make ’em go away, make ‘em go away

and I might start drinkin’ and I might not stop
I might cross over that line
I just want to get drunk and stay that way
all the time

I’m walkin’ around with a head full of pictures
and you don’t want to know, you don’t want to know
hangin’ right there in front of my face
everywhere I go, where I go

and I might start dopin’ and I might not stop
I might cross over that line
I just want to get numb and stay that way
all the time

nobody should have pictures in their head like I do
nobody should have pictures in their head like me
give ‘em back to the people that wanted this war
I don’t want to see ‘em anymore

I’m livin’ my life with a head full of pictures
from now on, from now on
and I can’t make love to the world anymore
‘cause they’re too strong, they’re too strong

and I might get crazy and I might not stop
I might cross over that line
I might do somethin’ I might regret
sometime

who gave me this head full of pictures
well I think I know, I think I know
some big shot sittin’ in a padded chair
where they monies all flow, monies all flow

and I might start thinkin’ and I might get smart
I might cross over that line
I might do somethin’ about it
sometime

nobody should have pictures in their head like I do
nobody should have pictures in their head like me
give ‘em back to the people that wanted this war
I don’t want to see ‘em anymore
Track Name: Andres Raya
he was raised in an orchard in a California town
where the military ticket is the best deal around
they’ll give you a skill and a pat on the back
and maybe even a parade if you make it back

his mother was proud of him and she cried when she said goodbye
his father was proud of him too, there was a tear in his eye
his friends from the camp, they all gathered ‘round
somebody finally made it out of this town

some people have all the chances and some people have none
lay down your burden where the river runs
reason and morality, you can put them aside
flowers for Andres Raya, in the alley where he died

leaving on that day when the world went strange
comin’ back home and something had changed
everybody said there was a stranger in his eyes
there were nightmares and dreams and a rage that had to rise

he cried to his mother with those tears all down his face
saying, “you have no idea what went on in that place
there’s something broken, something lost beyond repair
and I’d rather die before I go back there”

some people have all the chances and some people have none
lay down your burden where the river runs
reason and morality you can put them aside
flowers for Andres Raya, in the alley where he died

no one will ever know who gave that last command
but one day there he was with a rifle in his hand
with the shattered reality crackin’ like a whip on his back
and the streets of his home town lookin’ like the streets of Iraq

look across the field see the enemy closin’ in
it’s the local police but it didn’t look that way to him
take a good position let the firefight begin
200 rounds later, 2 dead, him and one of them

some people have all the chances and some people have none
lay down your burden where the river runs
reason and morality you can put them aside
flowers for Andres Raya, in the alley where he died

he did his last tour of duty in the town that he grew up in
fighting a war that nobody could win
like a marionette on slippery wire
he was killed in the alley by enemy fire

some people only want answers that are easy to take
nothing so hard that the bubble might break
there are questions to ask and there are answers to decide
and there are flowers in the alley where Andres Raya died

some people have all the chance and some people have none
lay down your burden where the river runs
reason and morality you can put them aside
flowers for Andres Raya, in the alley where he died
Track Name: You're Naked Underneath Your Clothes
you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows

your mother had a baby, it was you
now what do you think your mother did do
to have that little kid?
she had sex with your father, that’s what she did

you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows

there’s a moldy old bible and a kingdom come
and there in the convent was a bathtub nun
she’d like to get clean but she don’t know how
‘cause god might see her through the walls somehow

you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows

so get with it, get real
look in the mirror, tell me how do you feel
you got an animal face, flesh and bone
do you really want to spend your life alone?

you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows

I’m sorry my friend but I don’t believe
there ain’t nothin’ but morality up your sleeve
I shudder to think should I stick around and see
just what your morality might be

you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows

so get with it, get real
look in the mirror, tell me how do you feel
you got an animal face, flesh and bone
do you really want to spend your life alone?

you’re naked underneath your clothes
everybody knows
Track Name: The Clone Song
you’re never alone, you’re never alone
you’re never alone with your clone

you can go out for the night and still stay at home
you can call yourself on your cellular phone
you don’t need a mirror to see how you’ve grown
you’re never alone with your clone

you can talk to yourself and it won’t look weird
you can shave every day and still grow a beard
have your duplicate personal re-engineered
you’re never alone with your clone

you can walk all the time in the other guy’s shoes
you can give up your life for the cause that you choose
and watch the reports on the evening news
you’re never alone with your clone

it’s a bi-focal schizophrenic occurrence
standing in for yourself in a feat of endurance
you can kill yourself, collect the insurance
you’re never alone with your clone

you can suffer the victim and be your own thief
both sides of the law, above and beneath
you can be your own dentist and pull your own teeth
you’re never alone with your clone

you can marry yourself if the laws will allow
have sex with yourself but don’t ask me how
immediate instant, the future is now
you’re never alone with your clone

and if you cloned your own clone in multiplication
there would be no division in your population
and you could be your own united nation
you’re never alone with your clone

and clone upon clone like the fishes and bread
you could oh so fruitfully settle and spread
until the whole wide world was identically bred
you’re never alone with your clone

as above and below in immaculate view
you would look just like god who would look just like you
and there would be nothing that you couldn’t do
you’re never alone with your clone

you could write your own warning upon your own wall
in monotonous sameness the clarion call
then you would go crazy and so would we all
you’re never alone with your clone
Track Name: I'd Rather Be Dancing
you know I was always the one
I could never stand idly by
and watch while the bullies beat up on the weaker ones
I had to do something to try
and I never gave up on people
that we could be better somehow
morality’s compass, you gave it to me
I still follow it now

well, I couldn’t stop thinking about it
I couldn’t get it out of my mind
the pictures, the stories, the plight of the people
in occupied Palestine
how my government makes me complicit
with the political aid that they send
so I packed up my bags and I headed to Rafa
to work with the ISM

and I’d rather be dancing, dancing and falling in love
but if I just can just watch from a distance then what am I made of

mama these people are so good to me
they treat me like one of their own
they feed me and see to my needs
and let me sleep in their home
papa their lives are so hard
the gun shots night
the road blocks, the strip searches, the humiliations
papa it just isn’t right

I can feel my privilege around me
it’s there in my American face
I could wave my passport around like a flag
and I would be safe in this place
for these child soldiers of Israel
they look like the boys back home
and if it wasn’t for American money
they’d have to leave these people alone

and I’d rather be dancing, dancing to Pat Benatar
but somebody has to do somethin’ about it and here we are

the tractors are coming today
they’re like tanks with bulldozer blades
the name on the side says Caterpillar
that means they’re American made
well, I am American too
and I’ll be where everybody can see
so if they want to run over these houses today
they’re gonna have to run over me

it’s dangerous takin’ a stand
but it’s dangerous running away
sometimes you have to face up to the danger
there is just no other way
for there are such beautiful dreams
I have seen the eyes of a child
and if I can just make one little difference
then I think my life is worth while

and I’d rather be dancing, but instead I’m saying goodbye
but we’ll meet again when it’s over, don’t cry

and I’d rather be dancing, and surely we’d all rather be
and one day we’ll dance in a world that’s peaceful and free
Track Name: Fire In the Forest
ook out of your window, as far as you can see
this beautiful country is our heredity
the way that we find it, the way we pass it on
the way that we’re remembered when we have come and gone

and there’s a fire in the forest
we just can’t let it burn
no one can do it for us
this much I’ve learned
there’s a fire in the forest

oh the glory days of our material embrace
have given us the destiny that we now must come to face
a monumental crossroads with no time left to borrow
and the choice we make today will be the world we get tomorrow

can you drink your water, can you breath your air
is there an unendangered species anywhere
is there a land unthreatened by this historical machine
is there a better vision, can we find it in our dream

talk about the future, talk about a million years
talk about the mothers and the grandchildren
talk about the cycles, laughter and tears
talk about the bridge we’re buildin’
don’t burn the bridge we’re buildin’

time is running out on us, that’s the way it seems to me
with one foot on shaky ground and the other in eternity
we’re standing at the threshold, we’re opening the door
and either we survive it or we go down like the dinosaur
Track Name: Program
elevision, tunnelvision, black-out blues
you got your game show giggle and your network news
subliminal input, it's a sensual drain
hard to shake it off, it's like a mousetrap on your brain
program, program

it'll show you the world through a camera lense
you can cut it up in pieces, you can feed it to your friends
manipulate your reflex to it's own intent
you'll be putty in the fingers of a well-dressed gent
program, program, program

how could we fall so far behind
so many heads with so little on their minds
so many extraneous designs
is this the best we can do with our time
with our time, with our minds

there's a living isolation in the family tree
when everybody goes along with it so dutifully
waiting for the sit-com or the big time game
like intimate strangers with the same last name
program, program, program

how could we let them come between
con us into living somebody else's dream
must be like some other kind of drug
hard to kick till somebody pulls the plug
pulls the plug, pulls out the rug

television, tunnelvision, starin' at a glass eye
sliding through the hours while the world goes by
suspended animation is the beauty of it all
it's just one step better than starin' at the wall
program, program, program
Track Name: If I Fall In Love Again With You
music is a fine delight
to serenade a winter’s night
beneath your window I would go
to sing the only song I know
and if you sang it too
then I could fall in love again with you

morning finds me so it seems
enchanted by a waking dream
a vision come to me so real
I can’t deny the way it made me feel
and if you felt that way too
I could fall in love again with you

if I fell in love again with you
would I be the fool in the middle of the air
welcome to this homeless heart
is there anybody there

dark read sun behind the sky
watching through the world’s eye
a mystery that no one knows
just where all the sorrow goes
if there’s a faith to see you through
then I could fall in love again with you
Track Name: Something About Us
I saw the pictures from the prison in Iraq
the man on the box with his hands on the wires and his head in a sack
the man in the hallway with his neck tied to a leash line
the cigarette grins of the soldiers giving up the high sign

well, I wish I could believe it when they said it was an aberration
just a few bad apples in an otherwise smooth operation
but there’s too many cracks in that tired old ruse
and now everybody gets to see that Uncle Sam’s got blood all over his brand new shoes

there’s something about us that we don’t want to have to face
there’s a killer instinct deep in this American race
ask anyone who’s been on the other end of that leash
they’ll tell ya

selective memory loss is like a panacea
big city cops took an immigrant man named Abner Louima
and they brought him downtown and they sodomized him with toilet plunger
never woulda known but somebody talked and the story came out from under

now, I know what you’re thinkin’, cops ain’t soldiers, but sometimes the lines get blurred
and they been scratchin’ each other’s backs for a while now I’ve heard
and when there’s a war around the world, you know that there’s a war at home
and they will do whatever they want to you when they get you alone

there’s something about us that we don’t want to have to face
there’s a killer instinct deep in this American race
ask anyone who’s been on the other end of that leash
they’ll tell ya

you want to understand it you got to go back a ways
back to the founding mythologies of what they call “The Good Old Days”
Indian wars and the wild west, guns in everybody’s hand
the violence was good then, it gave us a motherland

sometimes things got out of control and they crossed that unspeakable line
cuttin’ off body parts and wearin’ ‘em around, I guess soldiers just do that sometimes
well, use your imagination, you know that they were feelin’ good
you know they would have taken pictures if they could

there’s something about us that we don’t want to have to face
there’s a killer instinct deep in this American race
ask anyone who’s been on the other end of that leash
they’ll tell ya

we got 2 million people in prison right now and we’re gonna have more
and I shudder to think about what I’ve heard goes on behind those doors
it’s just the worst kind of sex and violence, and we know it’s a fact
but nobody seems to care about it too much until it shows up in Iraq

and I guess that’s the problem, we don’t seem to be able to make a connection
we think we’re some kind of chosen people waiting for a resurrection
but our savior is a con man and he’s lookin’ out for number one
he’ll give you 24 dollars worth of junk jewelry and take it back at the point of a gun

there’s something about us that we don’t want to have to face
there’s a killer instinct deep in this American race
ask anyone who’s been on the other end of that leash
they’ll tell ya
Track Name: Jesus and the Laughing Deity
it was in the great cathedral when nobody was around
just Jesus on cross beams wishin’ he could get down
when a stranger came in ridin’ a dusty old horse
and the stranger he was laughin’, respectfully of course

“why so glum?” the stranger said, “it’s such a beautiful view”
“Jesus!” said Jesus, “don’t you know who you’re talkin’ to?
and who are you to interrupt my sacred misery?”
“oh I thought you knew,” the stranger said, “I am the laughing deity”

“the laughing deity,” said Jesus, “well I have my doubts
besides, I don’t know what there is to laugh about
I’ve been beaten up and spat on and riddled through with spears
and I’ve been hangin’ from this damn thing for 2000 years”

“that’s a shame,” said the deity, “somebody ought to take you down
you don’t look so good, I know a doctor down town
you could get gangrene, this place is full of rats
ain’t no way to treat a savior leave him hangin’ like that”

“Jesus!” said Jesus, as he cried a bloody tear
“people say they love me but they keep me up here
they think that if I’m miserable they won’t have to feel so bad
if I could get out of this place I’d go to Trinidad”

“don’t you have a famous father who could lay this place to waste?”
“yeah I do,” said Jesus, “but this was his idea in the first place
don’t ask me to explain it, it would take too long
families like mine you have to learn to get along”

now the deity distracted and his mouth began to smile
and he realized he hadn’t had a good laugh in quite a while
but there ain’t no sense in laughin' all alone, says he
“come on Jesus, laugh with me”

“Jesus!” said Jesus, “you must be out of your mind!
I may be many things to many people but I ain’t the laughin’ kind”
“you better learn to be,” the deity replied
“can’t get much worse, you’re already crucified”

“but what about these nails, they got me hangin’ up here like a trophy”
“oh those things are only as strong as you allow them to be
sack cloth and nails, hardwood cross beams and glue
you start laughin’ loud enough, no tellin’ what they might do”

“all right,” said Jesus, with a furrow on his brow
“I used to laugh a long time ago but I kinda forgot how”
“that’s alright,” said the deity, “you’ll get it back
you just need a little somethin’ to help lubricate the laugh track”

“you ever hear the one about the humans?” he said, as he got right up to his ear
and he whispered in a punch line that we will never hear
and Jesus, well, his composure started to erode
and then he broke a laugh like the world would explode

and his laughter ricocheted like a fusillade of thunder
and great cathedral shuddered at the miracle and wonder
and after a while when he finally settled down
Jesus and the deity were both standing on the ground

“Jesus!” said Jesus, “how did I get down?
my hands don’t hurt, my side is healed and I’m walkin’ around
it’s like I just woke up and shook myself and watched myself appear
I haven’t felt this good in two thousand years”

“accept it,” said the deity, “suspend your disbelief
you don’t have to always be so serious, life is way too brief
this is your second chance my friend, it’s a brand new you
no one will even recognize you, you can do what you want to do”

“but what about my followers when they come here looking for me?”
“oh that’s alright, there’s still that other you,” said the laughing deity
and sure enough there he was, so high up in the dust
abandoned and forlorn just like he always was

“Jesus!” said Jesus, “let’s get out of here!”
and they both got on that dusty old horse and away they disappeared
they could’ve ridden off into the sunset but they went the other way
into where the sun was risin’, ‘cause its better that way

there are many morals to be had in story and in song
be careful not to misinterpret or you might just get them wrong
some worlds are full of demons and some are filled with light
it don’t matter what you’re lookin’ at if you can’t see it right

so if you need some explanations in all these great vast mysteries
there are many ways to follow in many different directories
some will leave you hangin’, some will give you a better view
the choice is there before you and I’ll leave it up to you
Track Name: More Than Anything Else In the World
after all of these years beatin’ my head on the wall
stumblin’ into blind alleys and bein’ fodder for a fall
I must’ve thought I was eternal the way I spun my wheels
oh but this time it’s different, this time it’s for real

and more than anything else in the world
anything else in the world
more than anything else in the world
I can’t let you down
I can’t let you down

oh when I was much younger and I was on my roll
I gave my life away in pieces like it was out of my control
illusions of reality, how they whisper in a double talk
oh but this time I make my move I’ll know which way to walk

and more than anything else in the world
anything else in the world
more than anything else in the world
I can’t let you down
I can’t let you down

they say that life is like a river, I think they might be right
I know that shadowy illusions disappear in the morning light
all things are possible now, the future is in view
and when today becomes tomorrow, well I will think of you

and more than anything else in the world
anything else in the world
more than anything else in the world
I can’t let you down
I can’t let you down