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Hold The Fire
03:50
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Hold the fire
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Synths & Pianos.
Ken Martin: Bass
Seb Coté: Drums, Percussion & Sonic Triggers.
I get a static jubilation contemplating in awe
at the sight of the morning sun
your greatest thoughts are the ones that lie dormant
they are sleeping form the dawn until the day is done
I wrote a poem for my kitty on the way to the Canary
islands where they say the surf is good
And made the words so crooked left the syllables
naked just so that she understood
I was a curious child bent on succumbing
to the sweet disturbance of the status quo
The story goes I am told I could never paint a pigeon
black and make it sing like a crow
sad as it may seem I had to bury a dream
that I had written on a patch of snow
and now compassion, compassion is the muscle that
I exercise like a flame you help it grow
So hold the fire, hold the fire
hold the fire, hold the fire
So hold the fire, hold the fire
hold the fire, hold the fire
Hold the fire keep it burning climb it high
what's your truth supply when the whip comes down
And if I get any higher means I’m only fall faster
buried in the underground
I’ll get a static jubilation contemplating in awe
singing that song with no sound
I hold the fire your desire isin't keeping me warm,
guess I'll have to burn it around
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No More Videos Just Teasers
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Synths
Ken Martin: Bass, Fuzz
Seb Coté: Drums, Percussion
No More Videos Just Teasers
no more gentlemen just geisers
no more rock n' roll just goa
dancing naked in the snow-a
trying not so hard to please us
No More Videos Just Teasers
No More Videos Just Teasers
Those lyrics make you lose your shit
You try too hard you break a hip
and in the stretcher ambulance
you still get up and try to dance
trying not so hard to tease us
No More Videos Just Teasers
no more gentlemen just geisers
no more rock n' roll just goa
you're dancing naked in the snow
Attention spans are getting short
and drugs are cheaper at the port
a little pick-me-up to ease us
something for all you non-believers
oh praise the lord oh mighty Jesus
trying not so har
And down on Monkland avenue
I head uptown to visit you
so pack your headphones and your sneakers
let's hide out so they don't seize us
oh I really really want to kiss you.
No More Videos Just Teasers
no more gentlemen just geisers
no more rock n' roll just goa
dancing naked in the snow
No More Videos Just Teasers
no more gentlemen just geisers
no more rock n' roll
No More Videos
Just Teasers
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Brain Pollution
04:53
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Brain Pollution
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Synths & Pianos.
Ken Martin: Bass
Seb Coté: Drums, Percussion & Sonic Triggers.
Chris Wise: (Harmonies)
And when they tell you that the sun is not a godess
or that fish only fight at night...they fight at night
and when the tell you that your night in shining armour
is a prick who just likes to fight..he only likes to fight
what if you answered that it's all just an illusion
there's no difference between wrong and right..oh
wrong and right
Then in the end of it who would be the loser
with a smoke but he's got no light.. no light
well in the end it's brain pollution
and in the end it's brain pollution
thats dragging you down
And when they tell you that two wrongs don't a right
make
do you try to keep a straight face...a straight face
And when they tell you that you need an education
don't you wanna join the rat race, oh keep up the pace
and when they ask if you're the problem or solution
just remember it's a mindfuck, ohh yeah
I hope you'll answer that you're always causing ripples
in a pool that represesnts your life...it's your life
but in the end it's all brain pollution
all because of brain pollution
oh don't u see it man, brain pollution
is dragging you down
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Don't be the cloud
04:51
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Peace To Pieces
03:54
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Peace To Pieces
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Guitars, Keys
Ken Martin: Bass
Seb Coté: Drums
Have you ever been lost
left for dead in your hearts
have you ever had a dream
just to watch it fall apart
then by all means please grab yourself a paper and
pen
write it down, mail it in
To the church of your choice
there's a mouth with no voice
to the government crooks
they're paper shredding all your history books
you realize pretty quick just how much we're alone
hollow hearts skin and bone
It's who's sleeping with who
they must be puttin' us on
their peace and love don't mean shit
just the chorus of the corporate song
you get three minutes to feel and then it's back too
your hole
Dylan's bought Beatles sold
but don't you know don't you know
you're in possession of love
and when your peace falls to pieces
don't go blaming the lord above
If it's the truth you want well then truth be told
we're still young but we'll grow old
we get old
we'll grow old
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This Wind Of Mine
04:37
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This Wind Of Mine
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Synths.
Ken Martin: Bass, Fuzz
Seb Coté: Drums, Percussion
Chris Wise: Harmonies
This wind of mine
keeps the birds afloat
and the clouds behind
This wind of mine
fans the flames of the heart
and it cools the mind
This wind of mine
tells me what its worth
and keeps my clocks on time
right on time
Wake me up before you come wandering
through my mind
how can you be lonely when all you got to do is
believe
in this wind of mine
in this wind of mine
This wind won't blow
where the sun don't shine
where the grass don't grow
This wind I know
it'll be allright
when it whispers so
this wind, will show
when I'm feeling down
when I'm getting low
so low
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Lucky Number Seven
03:40
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Lucky Number Seven
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Synths & Pianos.
Ken Martin: Bass
Seb Coté: Drums, Percussion
Chris Wise: Harmonies
Charlotte Cornfield: Harmonies
Rishi Dhir: Sitar
Liam O'Neil: Saxophone
Evan Cranley: Trombone
Ryan Frizzell: Trumpet
Dave Draves: Percussions
I think I love you even though I know you live in a
book
It sounds perverted and misguided but I can't help to
look
at night I dream you are besides me on page thirty-
three
we paraphrase and cut the words like worms on a
hook
It's one love that we know
It's two faces that we show
It's three to have to let go
It's four stones that we throw
It's five centuries ago
It's buried six feet below
It's seven if you count the snow
and where will the wind blow
We're frightened but we're not alone
we have each other to wrap onto
our love is like a dream
I hope you'll know what that's like
I hope you know what that's like, she wrote
Lucky number seven went to heaven with shoelaces
untied
Said god forgive me for telling you all of those lies
God said you got it if you promise me that you'll never
to tell
on his way out Lucky tripped and fell right into hell
Chorus..
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Behold
03:57
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Nightmare/Over
04:09
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10. |
Behold (Outtake)
01:00
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11. |
Stroke (Of The Night)
04:15
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Jon Cohen Ex Montréal, Québec
Fantasy prom king, master crafter of cult-pop gems and multi-threat instrumentalist Jon Cohen Experimental creates sweet but potent stories that spring from curiosity. This dynamic one-man band's beguiling art rock inventions and melodic hooks promise a sultry escape from those pesky workaday hang-ups. At times folksy, indie and at times grungy, the E.L.O vs. 90’s vibe is raw and unapologetic. ... more
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