An American Character

by Jonathan Something

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released November 10, 2016

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Jonathan Something is the musical outfit of multi-instrumentalist Jon Searles, resulting from a love for Baroque Pop, Rock & Roll, and Realism

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Track Name: Outlandish Poetica
I am somewhere in between the silver surfer’s dreams
Of Fantastic-4 erotica and doing something mean
Oh will someone please just stop me ‘fore I say something obscene
I’m not intending to offend I’m simply trying to set the scene
So there I was just walking down the middle of the street
When in flies Larry Bird and the ’86 All Star Team

I said how are you Larry yes its been a real long time
He said oh Jonny Baby could you maybe spare a dime?
I said I’m sorry Lar’ I just don’t carry that kind of cash
Not since the great depression and that whole stock market crash
He said okay I get it, yes I’ve picked up on your clue
And that was that and Larry and the whole team off an flew

So I just kept a walking 2 or 3 feet at a time
Until I found myself a standin’ where the sun don’t seem to shine
Despite the lack of sunlight the reality was clear
I was currently residing somewhere up somebody’s rear
I yelled up to the heavens and the heavens yelled right back
A monumental roar that knocked me flat out on my ass

Suddenly I’m sitting in the belly of the beast
The beast and all his bidders are just staring back at me
I feel like saying something, but before I get to speak
I’m upside down and bleeding, cut right open cheek to cheek
They do the sacrificial dance and feed me to the boar
But I come back 10 times even better than before

Now with one eye split wide open and 5 women on one arm
I tell the beastly brothers that I mean no one no harm
I grab my shoes and jacket and start to walk out the door
But then I realize my trousers feel much lighter than before
It could have been my ego that had blinded me to see
That I’d been bested by the one and only number “33”

Larry Bird really pulled the wool over me, uh huh
Track Name: Tell Me
Tell me it’s not a mistake
Look me in the face and say
That you really want it
To be this way

Tell me it’s how it should be
Just I, you and me
Only us three
Is that what you see?

Cause I don’t wanna break your heart
And I don’t wanna make you cry
I don’t wanna take so long that you move right along and die

Tell me is that all it is?
Just us doing that and this and that and this
And that and this and that and this

Ahhh tell me
Is that what you want no not what you need
Cause I want you to breath believe me I want you to

I don’t wanna break your heart
I don’t wanna make you cry
I don’t wanna take so long that you move right along and die
Track Name: A Fan
I really like your face
It’s like the one I want
It’s been up there on display
I’d love to try it on

But I can’t afford the price
No I can’t afford to buy it
Could you help me?
With anything you can

I was born with both my arms
But they soon disappeared
I’m not sure where they’ve gone
They’re usually right here

But I can’t afford the price
For another pair
Could you help me?
I could really use a hand

I used to be a man
But now I’m just a girl
I’m doing all I can
To make it in the world

But I can’t afford the fight
No I can’t afford to fight it
Could you help me?
I could really use a fan
Track Name: Forever Damned
Please Lord if you’re there
I would like to have a word
There is murder in the air
Yes I’ve heard it from the birds
They sing it in their song
All throughout the day
It’s been there all along
Or at least that’s what they say
But who am I to trust them?
No I who are not holy
I live my life so shallow
And it only makes me lonely

Please Lord if you hear me
What’s with all the dying?
I heard you were a saving man
But I feel like you’re not trying
They say you work in mysteries
But why are all unsolved?
If you never help the helpless
Then why even help at all?
Though I am not putting down your kind
I am only filled with envy
Yes I wish I had a reason
For to make my life less empty

Oh please lord if you’d have me
I’m so desperate to believe that
There’s a place that carries over
And that even I could see it
But I could not walk so blindly
Like a sheep amongst the herd
No I need my ground built solid
Not just built on man’s good word
And I know that I am destined so
To walk forever damned
But I’m waiting here for you sir
Just come take me, here I am
Track Name: Looking At The World
Where is that young man that your mother used to know?
How'd you get so broke up that
Even Jesus couldn't recognize your face?
And like the actor on the stage in his most vulnerable place
You get wiser with your age
But the magic and childish beauty it all fades away

Now your just someone that your father used to love
Not that he don't love you anymore
But you know something there has changed
Since you grew up and went lame, you never walked the same
You get wiser every day
But the magic and childish beauty it all fades away

Ain't that how it goes?
Ain't that just the truth?
You're looking at the world but the world ain't looking back at you

You've lost that something that the young girls used to like
Now you can't even look at your own body without turning off the lights
But any good man in his prime will fall from grace's shine
You get wiser all the time
But the magic and childish beauty it feels like a like

Ain't that how it goes?
Ain't that just the truth?
You're looking at the world but the world ain't looking back at you
Track Name: The Eyes Of Green And Virute
Everybody knows you here
And everybody wants to see you happy
Are you still melting?
Most of us all know you well
We all think you’re pretty swell
And don’t you love to hear it?

Right between your garden gates I'd love you
Looking in the eyes of green and virtue

We all come to watch you dance
For ephemeral fake romance
And ain’t it a bit like heaven?
Waterfall and yellow smile
Lose myself in you a while
Oh honey, ain’t you somethin’?

Right between your garden gates I'd love you
Looking in the eyes of green and virtue

Everybody knows you here
Sticky mouths all caked in beer
And don’t it smell like vomit?

Right between your garden gates I'd love you
Looking in the eyes of green and virtue
Track Name: Looks Of Sour
Some of us are living
And the rest are left alone
You can find me in the kitchen
I’ll be sleeping in the stove
Yes some of us are lying
And the rest just lay awake
You can criticize me baby
But that won’t make my boots shake

Take a good long gander at your self
What do you see?
I see someone similar but not exactly me

Some of us are trying
And the rest just come up short
You could say that I’m a loser
But at least I’m a good sport
Some of us are getting there
And the rest of us can’t wait
Just stick me in the ground
And dig me up in a few days

Take a good long gander at your self
What do you see?
I see someone similar but not exactly me

Some of us are losing
And the rest of us are lost
You may have won the battle
But good gravy at what cost?
Some of us have a lust for life
And the rest of us went home
I do not resent anything
A sinner would atone

Take a good long gander at your self
What do you see?
I see someone similar but not exactly me

Some of us love more than some
But everybody hates
Don’t give me looks of sour
I know I’m bitter to the taste

Take a good long gander at your self
What do you see?
I see someone similar but not exactly me
Track Name: Let's Not Get The Story Confused
Lately in the morning I've been feeling something blue
Oh brother, I feel badly and I look as badly too

If we're being honest I've gone somewhat out of touch
So I'm reading through some novels but they have not told me much

Now half of me feels all alone while the other half's with you
But I'm going to be what I'm going to be
And let's not get that story confused

Somewhere in the courtyard of a kingdom built on lust
I've been kneeling at your alter for so long I've turned to dust

And looking at your picture I am neither here nor there
Will I ever live to love you? Or just learn to pre-prepare

Now half of me feels all alone while the other half's with you
But I'm going to be what I'm going to be
And let's not get that story confused
Track Name: Sunday, July 26
An Indian man with a bright orange hat fixes his brim for it must have gone flat
His yellow vest seems to float flawlessly large as he’s met by a dwarf whom I’m guess is in charge
Cause he tells him “quit foolin’ around get back to your job”
Which consisted of moving a broom back and forth on the train station floor as a girl in a sparkly shirt with a gimp in her step fakes a laugh, which sounds more like a sob

A Korean boy dances in place near the track on top of a warning that says to “stand back”
He looks like he probably plays DDR from his move set it’s safe to assume he’s a star
Where he comes from. We get on the train. He draws samurai swords
I watch for a while but he gets lost in thinking of ideas and sooner or later I start to get bored

I watch a plump girl eat a meal in her seat. It looks like weird chicken or some foreign meat
The walls are all lined in a fake wood grain mess. She catches me staring; my eyes hit the deck.
And I can’t help but smile as it all just reminds me of home
The wood grain that is not the weird chicken girl who is currently sideways and talking real soft on her phone

A black fella struts with one pant leg rolled up, right off the train to the bed of his truck
A middle aged white woman watches him leave and I bet she’s a racist, but looks can deceive
Hey maybe she’s just got a kink for black men and afros
But if I was to judge by the look on her face she’ll most likely get home and tell her husband David or Richard or Harry she came within inches of being assaulted cause that’s just the way that it goes

The woman across from me looks like a peacock. She wears a blue shawl, purple shoes and a tank top
She must have at least 15 rings on each finger. Yes, easily 15 I’d say and it figures
She’s reading a paperback novel; I can’t read the name.
I wish that I could but I’m guessing, don’t quote me here, that it has something to do with a hunky young male in his 30s who sweeps up the girl who’s small life is just spinning in circles for years with no loss or no gain
Because it’s all just the same

I get off the track at the Providence station. The Korean boy passes me looking impatient
The weird chicken girl stares me down with a grin. I wonder if my life has yet to begin
And I think I’m the girl in the novel I just synthesized
Minus the hunky young man in his 30s, I’ve got no love story I just feel like each day starts and ends boring.
I wake up and walk through the motions each morning then pass through the day till I end up just closing my eyes

Yes minus the hunky young man in his 30s, I’ve got no love story I just feel like eachday starts and ends boring.
I wake up and walk through the motions each morning then pass through the day till I end up just closing my eyes