Released December 1991

02 Georgia O'
01 Marry Me
03 Longest Battle
06 Ran Down Clown
09 Autumn, Sunset, Fire
07 If I Had My Way
08 Look at the Sun
05 Lump in the Mattress _ Cold in th
04 One Late Emotion

 

Marry Me

Please, marry me. Please marry me, marry me, I long to say I do. Please marry me if you feel the same way. Please marry me, I long to be holding you. Well the worst, I was hoping, is already open. Now what am I going to do. I just assumed, that you wanted. I just assumed that you felt the same way. I just assumed, you wanted to–marry me. Well you looked so, and you felt so, just Iike I always wanted you to, and nothing, not a thing will ever change I know. Please marry, me, I long to be holding, holding you. Now I know just what to do. I just assumed, that you wanted. I just assumed that you felt the same way, I just assumed you wanted to marry me.


Georgia 0′

Georgia, I know the weather has got you down. And these wide, wide lonely places follow us around. If you’d only come back home to me now, there would be a sunny place in this lonely town. You worried, seems like all of the time. You said there was no worse place in hell, well, I agree but I found, I find. We buried our children here, and now I can’t leave their hollow ground. Time after the war, and I need you around. It’s my fault now that I ever took you into town. The sway of the old train leaving, makes my head hang down. Georgia.////Georgia, there’s nothing out there to be found. Seems all you ever wanted was right here, in our faces, coming out of the ground, but you can’t leave me now that I’m dug down here in the ground. Georgia, I know the weather has got you down. And these wide, wide lonely spaces follow us around. If you’d only come back home to me now, there would be sunny place in this lonely, lonely town, Georgia, Georgia.


Longest Battle

Cast a cloud on barren people. Tougher hides their swollen hearts. Full of joy are these people waiting for the longest battle. Start with a chandelier, a square dogwood, and you move. You move in a pattern that seems senseless, and I guess A should. Take the sky away, take the moon away, take the stars away–add the milky way. I want to be alone, want to be alone. Just before the storm the skin feels so warm, and she slides up against me. And we’re at the scene of a very slippery slope that seems to turn on you endlessly. A few quiet moments pass and the crackle of the radio comes on. You lie there with a handkerchief and a blanket in your underwear and wonder what the hell has been going on. Take the sky away take the earth away, take it all away-the buildings and the people too. I want to be alone, want to be alone.


One Late Emotion

Oh when my life is over, and when my time is done we’ll be laughing and singing and dying. Oh when my life is done.


Lump In The Mattress

A lump in the mattress means there’s money in the bank, well hide over there sweetie pie. Well, you know there are killers, killers in the market, killers in the bank.


Cold In The City

Well I’ve been looking all around housed up in this town. WON I I’ve been locking all around, I’ve been locked up in this town. And there’s a 747 landing in this town. Another 747 landing in this town. I’m going to rot in this town. I’m going to run in this „own. Wait in my chair that she knows where I sit in the night I by the window, and I stare out and see when she walks, she walks by my window. Well I’ve been looking all around held up in this town. I’ve been looking all around, I’ve been held up in this town. There’s a 747 landing in this town. Another 747 landing in this town. You better get away. You better get away. You better get away. You better beware. You better beware, cause they don’t care. It’s cold. It’s cold-cold-cold-cold-cold. Someday your going to be sorry. M Someday your going to be sorry. Someday your going to be sorry. I Someday your going to be sorry. Someday your going to be sorry. Someday your going to be sorry. Well I’ve been looking all around, and I feel locked up in this town. I see all the same people, they are -standing there looking all around. There’s nothing up above, I said nothing up above, nothing up above. I can’t wait for up above, nothing up above. I can’t wait to see up above. Nothing up above. You better beware, cause they don’t care. Its cold. You better beware, cause they don’t care–end it here. I said I’d calm down. I’ve got to calm down. I’m going to do something; going to make the whole world frown. I better calm down. I better calm down. I better calm down. I better calm down. Ohh, I know why it seems that I bug you. Now I know I can’t say that you loved me. I get up from the street see everyone I meet. They come and rock on me rolling everyone I know I know I know. You better beware. You better beware. It’s so cold. You’ better beware. It’s cold in the city. There’s no way out of this city, and I see the high, high walls above me. There’s no way out of this city, and I start to crawl on my hands and knees, maybe its time to plead. Maybe it’s time for justice up above, justice up above. I don’t know don’t know don’t know don’t know don’t know; don’t know don’t know. Well I’ve been looking all around still locked up in this town. I’ve been hanging all around there’s no way out of this town. It’s cold it’s cold it’s cold in the city. It’s cold it’s cold it’s cold in the city. It’s cold it’s cold it’s cold in the city. You better. You better. You better. You better. You better. You better beware. You better. You better. On the sweet by and by, it’s been so hard to see you cry. Come over here, I’ll try to make you feel better. Come over here, I’ll try to make you feel alight. No sense, maybe, no sense in worrying tonight. I’m going to come over and make you feel alight. Make you feel better, make you feel alright. She’s coming honey, Lord I know. She’s coming honey, Lord I know. She’s coming to my town. She’s coming to my town. She’s coming to my town.


If I Had My Way

You read about old Sampson. You re /d about his birth. Sampson was the strongest man that ever lived on earth. Well, one day old Sampson was walking all alone, he looked down to the ground and saw an. old jaw bone; well he picked up that jawbone, he swung it above his head, and when he got done moving ten thousand were dead. If 1 had my way, If I had my way in this wicked world, If I had my way I would tear this building down. Sampson had the jawbone hanging around his neck, Sampson killed a lion that was a fact, but one day he met with Delilah. She cut off his hair; left him nothing up there. He said oh sweet Delilah, why did you do this to me? Oh sweet Delilah your tearing me out of my tree, well if I had my way. I I had my way, If I had my way in this wicked world, If I had my way I would tear this building down.


Look at the Sun

Oh, the world is beautiful and bright, maybe I’ll sleep tonight hanging on your word, on your word. She knows I’m a trying man, it was selfish of me to think you’d ever understand. What’s coming, she doesn’t know. Look at the Sun, the same old one, but not too long, everybody wants to write you about it. She turns her head from me, I go in the corner to read. It’s another twist and go round. Twist and go around, twist and go round, it’s another twist and go round. Look at the Sun, the same old one but no too long, everybody wants to write you about it. Look at the Sun the same old one but not too long, everybody want to write you about it. The world is beautiful and bright, and maybe I’ll sleep tonight hanging on your word, on your word.


Autumn, Sunset, Fire

*Come over here little one, take a look in this mirror. Do you see the same thing I see? I’m not going to lie, That’s the last thing from my mind oh little one, oh little one. I don’t want to die, that’s the last thing from my mind. I just want to fly. But, I just want to fly. Autumn and there’s Sunset, Fire. Autumn, Sunset. These are questions that you want to hear little one, but the answers seem so hard you’ll see. I’m not going to lie. I don’t have to–no, I don’t have to little one, anymore. I just want to fly. I just want to fly. Walk on to feel the wings with which I might answer, God only Knows. Autumn and there’s Sunset and there’s Fire. There’s Autumn and there’s Sunset, Fire. Do you agree little one? Is it what you want? Seems long but it’s not too long to the end of the run. I don’t want to die, don’t you see “little one. Does it frighten you a little to talk to me cause it might be a little discomforting little Iittle little little. Raise your voice, make it go higher and higher. Well there’s Autumn, and there’s Sunset, and there’s Fire. There’s Autumn, there’s Sunset, there’s Fire. Don’t you care? Roughly–Don’t you care? Fire. Don’t you care? Fire// Fire// Autumn R’s not fair, it happens every year. Sunset happens every night, every night. Stay away from the fire, you don’t want to set the world on fire. Pain won’t sell what you want to bring forth weighing all night, when the words don’t work anymore. Well I may look Iike an old man should, but I won’t lie like a dead man would. Love won’t pay, it goes away. Keeping with the words made for the day. Autumn, Sunset, Fire. Fire. Don’t you care? Don’t you care? Fire.


Live to Two Track?

2-track recording leaves no room for overdubbing or punch-in editing which are primary tools for al of today’s popular or not so popular music groups. These tools allow bands to add instruments which are not on the core recording or the basic tracks. Furthermore, bands are able to mend their performance in mid-delivery, sometimes a vocal line is punched-in many times during the course of one song. So, what you actually hear is a combination of several select ‘takes’ per instrument in a single song’s recording.

We decided to forgo the use of multi-track recording and opted for the 2-track. Not that we were being selfless do-gooders, we simply could not afford the studio time required for multi-track recordings.
The recordings you hear on ‘Ritual’ are performed by ‘a picture made’ without overdubbs, or in other words, live. 2-track indicates that the recording is in stereo. a picture made:

Brian Jones Bass
Steve Ritter Drums
Eric Harris Guitar
Bryan Plumlee Vocals, Guitar, Piano
Vance Powell Engineer

Recorded and “Produced” by a picture made August 1, 1991 at Column One studios Springfield, Mo..
Copyright a picture made. Beam Records 1992 Publishing Rights Fire Sale Music. (A.S.C.A.P.) (Except, if I had my way: Rev. Gary Davis)

Warning: These recordings contain dozens of mistakes, our Ova shows are normally filled with ’em too. Send a letter with complaints to 509 Cathedral Pkwy., Apt 4G. New York, N.Y. 10025 or call (212) 316-1838.