Queen Elizabeth (11​-​track album)

by Betsy Again

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released July 1, 2012

All songs written and produced by BETSY AGAIN

With additional featured solos by:
MARLON JEFFERS (guitar) and
MIKE BARKER (drums) on Charlemagne I
JIM GRIPPO (qanun) and
KATIE MENDENHALL (cello) on Charlemagne II

With:
MADALENA FOSSATTI - trombone on Imaginary Boyfriend
MIKE BARKER - drumset on Charlemagne II,
- glockenspiel trills on Light a Match
ABBY JACKSON-GAIN - flute and bassoon on Charlemagne III,
- flute on Mayday
ROXY JACKSON-GAIN - cello on Charlemagne II
BETSY AGAIN - vocals, programming, congas, bongos, glockenspiel, synths, percussion, and everything else

Recorded at Spinguin Studio, Goleta, CA
Engineered & Mixed with FL Studio by BETSY AGAIN
Mastered by REUBEN COHEN at Lurssen Mastering, Hollywood, CA

Cover photo by JULI HAYES-NADLER
Art design by BETSY GAIN
Art by MIRANDA JACKSON-GAIN and ROXY JACKSON-GAIN
Thanks to Earthworks Microphones & Women's Audio Mission

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Track Name: Light A Match
I'm not working on a farm
I'm not working on a farm
Not working on a passion
I pass, and I throw it away
Make my mind
Make my mind away from me
Oo ooo

I'm not standing in my spot
I'm not standing in my spot
Not using what I've got
I forgot and I'm looking away
Take my time
Take my time away from me

Is that all you do?
Is that all I do?
When did you get so dirty?
Did I used to be clean?
Why did you go to school?
Was I following fashion?
Don't you ever wonder if
There's a part left that says
"I'm not that version of me.
No I'm not that version of me"
Oo ooo

Is your way your will?
Am I singing my conscience?
Will tommorrow bring more?
Was I trying to leave you?
Are you heavier still?
Does it show in my face?
From the armor you wore?
Will I ever be you?
Run by the fireflies
Run through the fireflies
Run past the fireflies
Run away from me
Oo ooo
Track Name: The Spell
Save your reward.
I'll let you show me your sword.
I'll let you hold my hand if you must.
It's kinda cool 'cause the season,
An appropriate reason, and
You probably shouldn't trust me.

It doesn't leave an impression.
What's the point of this session?
Are you paralyzed by the thrill?
Of making circular motion,
In an act of devotion,
Will you stay near me until my pass?

Will the make-up make you happy?
Will the make-up make you sad?
Are your monsters soft and shapely?
Are they good or bad?

Terrible blisters from the
Rub of your whiskers,
And your shiny circumcision.
You mustn't call your confessor.
Will you dare to undress her?
Is she dancing on a pin head?

A shooting star marks the midnight,
Like a palindrome searchlight,
Amber waves of granular sighs.
There's no more moments of panic,
No more need to feel frantic.
If you read, it's in my eyes.

Will your manners manage poorly?
Will your manners manage well?
Will your manhood hang before me,
Harnessed by the spell?
Track Name: Charlemagne I: Baptized or Beheaded
Soldiers came.
Soldiers stopped him in the road.
Soldiers came.
Soldiers stopped him in the road.
Soldiers told him to forget what he believed.
They called it progress, manifest destiny.

You must decide, the soldiers said,
To join the righteous or your head is in the way.
Give up your pride, the soldiers said,
Give up your language, or your head is in the way.

Soldiers came.
Soldiers stopped him in the road.
Soldiers came.
Soldiers stopped him in the road.
Soldiers said that their campaign was higher law.
They must extinguish the evil that they saw.

You are to blame if you keep up your wicked ways.
That makes your neck the price you pay.
Your family name depends on everything you say
Or else their heads are in the way.

God bless the Holy Roman Empire
God bless the Holy Roman Empire
God bless the Holy Roman Empire
God bless the Holy Roman Empire
Soldiers came.
Soldiers stopped him in the road.
Track Name: I Am Guaguanco
<Guaguanco is a Cuban rumba rhythm.>

When I meet you, where we intersect.
What you're wanting, what you want me for.
I'm responding. I follow your footsteps,
Reach for your fingers, I adore
Your sweaty rumpled hairstyle.
Let me count the ways
You turn into a pumpkin
When the midnight music plays.
I'll meet you in the morning when I tuck you tight.
You'll feel my flashing traffic light
Obliviate the need for eyesight sometimes.
Because you're coming with me when I disappear.
So will you bring it over here?
Believe your intuition, my dear, sometimes.

Ride the rhythm, marching to the measure.
Shake around your shimmy, pick up your feet.
Dance with me darling. Don't forget the pleasure
Pulsing you around, round, round,
Round round round round the beat.
I feel you faster,
Now you're forced for what to say.
Hide with me
Behind the masterpiece that spins you every way.
Behold your many faces on the portrait wall.
My task, to comprehend them all
And shift your shapeless space of recall sometimes.
Feel my easy breathing down your shallow shirt.
The currents wash away the hurting,
Wanting neither craft nor convert sometimes.

What a wicked world it is to let me step onto the fray.
Without your words of wisdom, would I last another day?
It's up to your imagination how you draw the line.
I only fill what you define.
You plant another lovely land mine sometimes.
You occupy your blood and sweat.
The ocean drinks you. I am wetness,
Rolling, satisfied, and quiet, sometimes.
Track Name: Imaginary Boyfriend
Tiny me, tiny you,
Tiny list of the things we get to do.
Not a sound, turn it down,
Coexist on the same ground.
I wish today that you could play.
If I kissed you would you stay?
But it's too far to meet you.

My account is in the red.
There's not an hour left to spare.
You've got ten thousand seconds in my head.
I'm humble, I am bare.
My pulse is pounding with belief
To let you cherish all my dreams.
I am drowning in relief to perish,
Easy sinking streams.

That's how I've been
I've been with my imaginary boyfriend.
My right hand holds my left hand
'cause the left one feels like him.
It's a whimper with some poetry.
Electricity, sing to me
Oh Boy Man.

I'm trying to resonate,
Enfold your feather weight,
Marvel, cooperate, open the flood gate.
Pushing the pretense,
Creating consequence,
A fish out of water, I'm spoiling it all.

So you put me behind a wall,
It packed a punch into my chest.
Tied a gnarly knot of silence
Round my hungry hallowed quest.
But I'm ok, and it's ok
If you don't want me anymore.
My arms are just around a pillow,
Expectation a trap door.

That's how I've been.
When I'm with my imaginary boyfriend.
My right hand holds my left hand
'cause the left one feels like him.
It's a whimper with some poetry.
Serendipity, sing to me.
Oh Boy Man
With my imaginary boyfriend.
My right hand holds my left hand
'cause the left one feels like him.
It's a whimper and it's poetry.
Sanity, sing to me.
Oh boy man.
Track Name: Charlemagne II: A Thousand Witches
I do not agree anymore.
I see, but my curtains remain closed.
Bring back the memory supposed to be eradicated.
I hold my breath, pay the toll
Because the rhythm and magic
were stolen and assimilated.
And I do not agree anymore.

I reach for reason's tempting faith
But just because you agree with me,
And I agree with you,
It's not true, 'cause I still wake up every day.
I preach the starlight from the sky,
Pretend that these wings can fly.
Do you remember?
Do you remember? Oh

What are the colors that I don't see?
And I do not agree anymore.
Anymore
Anymore
Track Name: Melodrama
Melodrama, made-up familia
Alma mater friend
Pledge reunion, pretend I do
Until the bitter end
Childhood dream
As terrible as it may seem
Unbearable living without
Stories about a passionate route
Screaming and shouting
Ow, ow, ow
Bleed, I bleed to feed my heart
I bleed to feed my heart
I bleed to feed my heart

Melodrama, I'm not your daughter
Turn my tail/tale around
Throw me back to the rising water
Flash flood, higher ground
Pass the test, I'll let you crack open my chest
Exposing my broken eggshells
Tenderest cells
Five alarm bells
Screams and my yells
Ow, ow, ow
Bleed, I bleed to feed my heart
I bleed to feed my heart
I bleed to feed my heart
Track Name: Harmonize
Tidal waves on pause
Tigers sheathe their claws
Return, unlearn.
Nothing matters, harmonize
Nothing matters, harmonize.

The radio creates debris
A weapon of the industry
Enough, you will . . .
The voices and the words behind
The noisy entrance to your mind
Enough, . . . be still.

Air currents on bare skin
Walls that are paper thin
Replace, in grace.
Nothing matters, harmonize
Nothing matters, harmonize
Harmonize
Harmonize
Harmonize
Track Name: Charlemagne III: In God We Trust
His god must be stronger than Odin.
His god must be stronger than superstition.
His god must be stronger than Baghdad's painted domes.
Revise the tomes and manuscripts,
The Holy Roman Empire has a home.
Big Charlie, Big big Charlie

Mantle of authority
That's handed down through history.
You fool me once, you fool me twice,
You fool me again, I'll forget if you're not nice.
Stampede with a winning streak,
Charisma crossed a dusty cheek.
It baits my breath, it's become my bones.
Now they're bound for a break-up.
It's time for my break-down.

All good people, all good people rise up
All good people, all good people
Look at his track record

<chorus>

Is he right or is he wrong?
Tempt my fate, I'll tag along.
All good people, all good people reach up.
All good people all good people
Look at his track record.

<chorus>
Track Name: Mayday
<melody>
Mayday, ah
The end, the storm, the spray, the salt, the sea.
The echoes of an ancient harmony.
Sound the call. Sound the Call
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday
Pull the power, pull the power
Pull the power, pull.

<melody>
Mayday, ah
We fall inside the maelstrom, don't belong.
The dolphins cry a herald, mourning song.
Sound the call, sound the call
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday
Mayday, Mayday, Mayday
Pull the power, pull the power
Pull the power, pull.
<melody>
Track Name: Rave Guaguanco
When I meet you, where we intersect.
What you're wanting, what you want me for.
I'm responding. I follow your footsteps,
Reach for your fingers, I adore
Your sweaty rumpled hairstyle.
Let me count the ways
You turn into a pumpkin
When the midnight music plays.
I'll meet you in the morning when I tuck you tight.
You'll feel my flashing traffic light
Obliviate the need for eyesight sometimes.
Because you're coming with me when I disappear.
So will you bring it over here?
Believe your intuition, my dear, sometimes.

Ride the rhythm, marching to the measure.
Shake around your shimmy, pick up your feet.
Dance with me darling. Don't forget the pleasure
Pulsing you around, round, round,
Round round round round the beat.
I feel you faster,
Now you're forced for what to say.
Hide with me
Behind the masterpiece that spins you every way.
Behold your many faces on the portrait wall.
My task, to comprehend them all
And shift your shapeless space of recall sometimes.
Feel my easy breathing down your shallow shirt.
The currents wash away the hurting,
Wanting neither craft nor convert sometimes.

What a wicked world it is to let me step onto the fray.
Without your words of wisdom, would I last another day?
It's up to your imagination how you draw the line.
I only fill what you define.
You plant another lovely land mine sometimes.
You occupy your blood and sweat.
The ocean drinks you. I am wetness,
Rolling, satisfied, and quiet, sometimes.