Mexican Standoffish

by John Jordan

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1.
Lady 03:14
Lady Let’s just call everybody Lady No no don’t go calling me crazy I think it should be done and done It worked alright for Lester Young Let’s just call everybody Lady Save me baby and I don't mean maybe It worked alright for Lester Young I wish he could hear this song I sung Hey Lady Hey Lady I say to you all Whether you’re slim, fat, or short or tall Whether you’re woman or whether you’re man Ladies can do what no one else can Ladies for straights, ladies for gays All ladies to me on all of the days Ladies with babies and ladies with pets I ain’t met the Lady I don’t love yet Let’s just call everybody Lady Save me baby and I don't mean maybe It worked alright for Lester Young I wish he could hear this song I sung You a Lady, you a Lady and you a Lady too Do the best Lady you can possibly do I’m Lady, he’s Lady, they’re Ladies all right Ladies all day and ladies all night Ladies make babies and give birth to life Ladies know how to end all the strife If need a Lady is good with a knife Will you be my Lady, will you be my wife Hey Lady, hey Lady, can I get your number Feel free to call me if you need a plumber Oh Lady, oh Lady, how your light shines I can be yours and you can be mine Lady, please Lady, please do your best Gather your branches and build your nest My Ladies, my Ladies, what shall we do To make sure all of our wise words ring true
2.
I will wind up destitute Because of the Chinese prostitute I don't care, the point is moot I love my Chinese prostitute I love my Chinese prostitute She just loves me for my loot My Chinese prostitute's the bomb Her ass has got it going on Chinese prostitute is great Always on time, never late She's exciting, always fun Takes my money when she's done Time with her money well spent So what if I can't pay the rent Merry Christmas ho ho ho Chinese prostitute let's go This woman of whom I now sing Comes to Montreal from Beijing Left her family behind But making coin so she doesn't mind Her sly ways are oh so foxy And how the many ways she rocks me She's the tops, she's number one My heart and wallet she has won Chinese prostitute oh please Won't you run away with me You don't need to give it to me free I will pay you a salary To remind me that I am a man In those special ways you can I'm not trying to be clever Chinese prostitute be mine forever
3.
For so long I went looking For the House of Song Plans I was cooking To find it it all along I thought that it was elsewhere But oh how I was wrong When I found out how to share It was right here all along I was always waiting For inspiration to strike Ever anticipating Before I would actually write The first word is the hardest The first note hard to find That’s what I would tell myself While wasting all my time Slave to my emotions Punishing my mind All that is a notion I now leave behind Now I can observe The feelings that I get But them I do not serve It’s them who serve me yet No slave to sadness or to joy These things do not own me With my mind they do not toy Or colour what I see Mindfulness and meditation Keep my self intact A little help from medication And I am ready to act Creation is a process You can take it step by step A starting point, a finish line And a little bit of prep Break it down by numbers And jump in with step one By the end you will be much less dumber And your own creation done Make appointments to do your work And keep them all the time Face your fear of the blank page And attack it with a rhyme It doesn’t have to be the best Just something to get started So usher in all of the rest Of the ideas uncharted Don’t let sadness get you down Don’t let joy delude you Don’t run and run all over town Searching for some new truth Stop thinking “Oh if only I” And start “Now I only do” You’ll hit your high You’ll soar, you’ll fly And it will be true
4.
Now it’s their turn Now it’s their time This time they have earned This rhyme is their rhyme Now it’s their chance Now it’s their shot Now it’s their dance Go back we cannot It’s up to them now All up to them The world will be dancing To their new rhythm Will they save us Or is it already too late To fix the damages we made With all of our mistakes We had our opportunity To make things better in the scene We had the responsibility In our time of fertility We did the very best we could But not all that we should Now it’s time to pass the fire To those we hope we have inspired There will always be more work to do As it was for me so it is for you Put our shoulders to the wheel Pushing forward our ideals Fighting for what’s just and right Lighting the darkness of the night In the younger we must trust It’s up to them now boom or bust Teach your children well they say It won’t be long until it’s their day When in their hands will be our fates We can only pray it’s not too late To undo all the damage wrought By past generations who only sought To profit from the blood of Earth Exploit the world for all it’s worth In you we trust, in you we hope In you we pray you see the scope Of how much change you can affect By reigning in the greed unchecked By calling out the thieves and liars And elevating us much higher So much wrong to be undone To make a world for everyone
5.
One Shot 03:11
When guns come in to play 
And bullets they do spray 
It's just another day
 In the good old USA When innocents are slain 
And into the ground are lain 
While mothers cry in pain 
Making America Great Again One shot at a time 
Don't worry you'll be fine 
Just give the NRA your dimes 
To push the tools of crime Cold heart assassination 
Every day across the nation 
No amount of indignation 
Can stop this foul damnation Of guns and ammunition 
In the hands of those with no contrition 
This is our perdition 
Long past the point of abolition Where is hope and salvation 
For this bloody hell bent nation 
Blood on every station 
This violence inflation Rare the day without a shooting 
And so the armies keep recruiting 
If only we were substituting 
Love for random executing Until you fix your troubled past 
Today's murders won't be the last 
Your fate is sealed, the die is cast 
Your flag will forever fly half mast
6.
Missing Link 04:31
Instrumental
7.
Oh, So We’re Using Gas now? Oh, so we’re using gas now Oh so that’s a thing Gotta protect the cash cow Let freedom ring Oh, so we’re using gas now Oh it’s come to this Bring your tired, your poor, your hungry And taste freedom’s kiss You want a better life For your child and wife Free from the strife And you’ve come to our feif Just turn back around Or lay down on the ground This is the sound Of you being shot down Many are criminals Many diseased Can’t take the chance Is what we believe How can we take you How will you eat When our own vets Die alone in the street Land of the free Home of the brave But to you we say Go live in a cave O beautiful For spacious skies For amber waves of grain The statue of Liberty lies and lies
8.
The Doon from the DG Never one to take a plea The king was really he, see The Doon from the DG The Doon work below the track Ain’t make it to his heart attack Where he went there’s no going slack Never is he coming back The Doon on the scene Like a fiend, he so mean The Doon by the way Every day, every day The Doon owns the street Move your feet or you’re meat The Doon runs the town And never lets you down The Doon work below the track Ain’t make it to his heart attack Where he went there’s no going slack Never is he coming back The Doon from the DG Never one to take a plea The king was really he, see The Doon from the DG The Doon on the town Look around, get down The Doon in the house He’s a prince, he’s a louse The Doon in the slammer Can’t hold this mamma jamma The Doon with a bat Who’s the rat, who’s the rat Holding court with angels and demons Dreamin’ plottin’ and schemin’ An empire across the provinces Professionals only, no novices Party powder who do you thank The rich man who won’t use a bank So where does he keep all his money? Well ain’t that the real question honey?
9.
Victoria Lee 04:05
Victoria Lee Victoria Lee It’s a shame You don’t know me Victoria Lee Victoria Lee You’re the girl I want to see I only know you from Facebook All the time at your posts I look All those kitties needing homes Meanwhile I just post my poems Each time I get a like from you You make my day you really do I love having you on my timeline You’re so cool and you’re so fine Victoria, Victoria, A universe Is waiting for ya Lady Lee Oh Lady Lee You just might be The one for me Apparently we met one time One day when you were passing by You said you stopped and talked to me About my little Alley Cat Gallery I don’t know if you met Humbert I know I didn’t get your number I wish I could remember the day Next time I’ll ask if you can stay Victoria, Victoria Oh my how I do adore ya Vicky Lee, oh Vicky Lee Won’t you grab a cup with me Misses Vicky, Misses Vic What is this some kind of trick How could I be so love smitten It must be all your pics of kittens Victoria Lee Victoria Lee It’s a shame You don’t know me Victoria Lee Victoria Lee You’re the girl I want to see Victoria, Victoria, A universe Is waiting for ya Lady Lee Oh Lady Lee You just might be The one for me Victoria Lee Victoria Lee Your name sounds like Victory to me Victoria Lee Victoria Lee What can I do to make you see
10.
Always High 04:55
Always high Always soaring It ain’t no lie I’m never boring Always baked Always fresh I blow minds Like David Koresh Always on Always tripping To the man The bird I’m flipping Always dope Always under The boys all stare And the girls all wonder Just what is it About that dude How can he possibly Be so rude? It’s the method to my madness I get well rested To maintain my gladness Soon no longer Will it be a crime Ever stronger Will get my rhyme Have you tried it Or are you square Can you hide it In your underwear Green like Hulk And like the Lantern I buy in bulk Cause fuck you cancer Rizla silver A little filter Don’t get out of kilter Don’t wanna guilt ya To the hilt-a We will never wilt-a Look what I built-a And nothing spilt-a Light it up man And take a drag Your attention span May start to lag But all that news You read on Facebook That does confuse Your outer space look Will soon be muted By happy visions You won’t dispute it And make bad decisions You’ll just allow Your life to happen And I avow You will be clappin’ Along with the song That moves your heart Don’t get me wrong You lionheart You could go straight And toe the line But I tell you classmate For me it’s fine I’d rather be A laid back stoner Than go through life A slave to my boner Because with spliffs I’ve got the luck Of just not really Giving a fuck. Now it’s time to wrap it up Won’t you join me and lap it up
11.
Persona non grata In this place I’m persona non grata There’s no space Where I am wanted All over town Persona non grata It gets me down It’s my stigmata When you’re not welcome Any place at all Can’t save myself from Taking the fall From high society To the bar on the corner My impropriety Makes me the foreigner Shunned by the left And denied by the right The victim of theft Of all of my might Gotta by surrounded by men with guns I’m telling you this life it ain’t no fun All over town Persona non grata It gets me down It’s my stigmata In this place I’m persona non grata There’s no space Where I am wanted Can’t go to dinner Or even a movie I may be the winner Yet nothing is groovy They’re all laughing at me Right to my face No one will have me Over to their place Whenever I go out It starts to rain What’s that all about Why all this pain Cyr for me I’m a sad little man Pray for me And do what you can Isolate me Hate and bait me Please placate me Didn’t you create me Toss me, dump me, Like Humpty Dumpty The grumpy chump, me I’m Donald Trump, see.

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Produced and mixed by John Jordan at Osmosis HQ.

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released November 24, 2018

Photo by Martin SoulStealer - Flickr: Mexican Standoff, CC BY 2.0, commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=27011723

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Osmosis Unlimited Montreal, Québec

Saxophonist singer John Jordan and a collection of Montreal's finest musicians produce original music in ska, reggae, rock, soul, and a host of other genres.

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