Jesu, Sun Kil Moon - Carondelet lyrics
[Jesu, Sun Kil Moon - Carondelet lyrics]
There's a little black cat with a
Little white splash on his neck
I see him sitting on a patch of grass
At the corner of Erato and Carondelet
And when I pass sometimes he
Lays there sleeping not
Even the milk trucks rolling
By will startle him
And other times he gets up and
Follows me along pawing at
My leg and we walk until we get to Calliope
And he sees all the traffic
And he stops and he's
Got a look on his face that says "nope"
And I walk under the bridge and I
Give 20 dollar bills to the homeless
And I go to the market pick up green cabbage
And some pasta and maybe some bottled water
Then I come back to my room that I keep
Somewhere around there not far
From St charles
There's a girl I sometimes see
Walking down Baronne or Carondelet
I wonder if she lives around
There but I've not had
The courage or the stupidity to ask her yet
Which is better because my life's good and I
Don't need the hassle or the trouble
Gonna go back to my room lay down with
My girl and watch the movie 'The Boy
In The Plastic Bubble'
And back in my room I can't find it
Or see it but somewhere around there
There's a water fountain that runs all night
And sometimes the sound of it drives
Me fucking crazy I swear
And there's a mountain of
Tour dates piling up
That I'm really supposed to be paying mind
But sometimes I don't feel like
It so I pick up
My guitar and put if off to another time
Sometimes at night I like to
Take walks through the
Path and the low hanging
Limbs at Coliseum Square
There's a cafe I like on Lower
Magazine and there's a guest
House that used to be old
Infant asylum over there
And a Vietnamese restaurant I like and
Also the famous Flying Burrito
And in the summer when I walk
Back through the park with
Short sleeve shirts I get eaten
Up by the mosquitoes
And I come back and I watch channel 99
Dedicated to cleaning up New Orleans crime
And I'm gonna think about that
Old St vincent infant
Asylum on Lower Magazine a lot of the time
And I turn on the news
And there's always shootings
At a school or the threat of wars
Somebody killed somebody's innocent
People and now their gonna kill yours
There's a place I walk past just
A block away from Carondelet
Friday Nights Boxing Gym and sometimes
Me and my girlfriend we like to walk
Down there and gaze inside of it
I watch their sloppy right
Hooks their awkward
Footwork and their clumsy lead lefts
They're just getting started buy hey
I gotta say I've always
Been envious of athletes discipline
And their work ethic
I used to wrestle from when I was
A kid for a bit but
I wasn't very good and I quit
One day when I got pinned
But, I clowned around on a
Movie set later with Noah
Taylor in Almost Famous and
We were sparring and
I caught him right smack dab on the chin
That motherfucker can act and
If you haven't seen
Him watch Vanilla Sky or Flirting or Max
He played a young Hitler trying
To sell his paintings
To an art dealer played by John Cusack
Noah chain-smoked Marlboro Reds and he
Had announced 'Stillwater' and yelled
Into the mic so loud that his throat bled
We all got habit's and I
Like chasing extras around the
Set and bringing them back to my trailer bed
There's a lot of down time on a movie set and
You gotta kill it one way or the other
We go hang around Venice Beach
Or Tijuana or North hollywood me and Noah we
Got along like brothers
We used to walk around the
Santa Monica Pier and
Eat seafood and smoke cigarettes
With our girlfriends
Emily and Jeannine and when I think about
Those summer days I get a
Little choked up cause I was 32
And in my prime then
Noah was the closest friend on a
Movie set that I've ever had
I hope to see him one day again
But if I don't I'm just happy
To have passed through this life and for
A time to have befriended him
The last time I saw him I played Scala in
London and we walked around Hyde Park 2004
But, I'm sad to say that since then I don't
Hear from him or his lady friend much anymore
I heard he had a part
In HBO's Game Of Thrones
He's a bad-ass actor a secret
Weapon in any cast and
Any good movie director out there
Really oughta fucking know
Oh man oh man, oh man oh man, oh man oh man
Oh man oh man, oh man oh man
Where does the time go
I'm feeling down all the sudden and
I don't know why and I'm
Running out of words so I'm
Gonna send my engineer home
Gonna go home today lay down in my bed keep
Up on this bad news Baltimore news story
Then I'll watch the Charlie Sheen Roast
For some laughs or maybe
The one with Bob Saget because
They're both so fucking funny
Bob took a lot of shit but in the end
You gotta admit he had the best bit
When he said "All you stupid motherfuckers
Suck my hundred million dollar dick"
And Charlie Sheen I love the way he doesn't
Give a shit and sit's there grinning
And how they won't let him off about
When he said "I'm fucking winning"
There's a little black cat that I see sitting
On the corner of Erato and Carondelet
I see him sitting on a patch of grass
When I come home from Rouses market
He's got a cute little patch of
White on his little black chest
Funny how nothing bothers him
Not even the passers-by
Or the noisy milk trucks that roll in
Little white splash on his neck
I see him sitting on a patch of grass
At the corner of Erato and Carondelet
And when I pass sometimes he
Lays there sleeping not
Even the milk trucks rolling
By will startle him
And other times he gets up and
Follows me along pawing at
My leg and we walk until we get to Calliope
And he sees all the traffic
And he stops and he's
Got a look on his face that says "nope"
And I walk under the bridge and I
Give 20 dollar bills to the homeless
And I go to the market pick up green cabbage
And some pasta and maybe some bottled water
Then I come back to my room that I keep
Somewhere around there not far
From St charles
There's a girl I sometimes see
Walking down Baronne or Carondelet
I wonder if she lives around
There but I've not had
The courage or the stupidity to ask her yet
Which is better because my life's good and I
Don't need the hassle or the trouble
Gonna go back to my room lay down with
My girl and watch the movie 'The Boy
In The Plastic Bubble'
And back in my room I can't find it
Or see it but somewhere around there
There's a water fountain that runs all night
And sometimes the sound of it drives
Me fucking crazy I swear
And there's a mountain of
Tour dates piling up
That I'm really supposed to be paying mind
But sometimes I don't feel like
It so I pick up
My guitar and put if off to another time
Sometimes at night I like to
Take walks through the
Path and the low hanging
Limbs at Coliseum Square
There's a cafe I like on Lower
Magazine and there's a guest
House that used to be old
Infant asylum over there
And a Vietnamese restaurant I like and
Also the famous Flying Burrito
And in the summer when I walk
Back through the park with
Short sleeve shirts I get eaten
Up by the mosquitoes
And I come back and I watch channel 99
Dedicated to cleaning up New Orleans crime
And I'm gonna think about that
Old St vincent infant
Asylum on Lower Magazine a lot of the time
And I turn on the news
And there's always shootings
At a school or the threat of wars
Somebody killed somebody's innocent
People and now their gonna kill yours
There's a place I walk past just
A block away from Carondelet
Friday Nights Boxing Gym and sometimes
Me and my girlfriend we like to walk
Down there and gaze inside of it
I watch their sloppy right
Hooks their awkward
Footwork and their clumsy lead lefts
They're just getting started buy hey
I gotta say I've always
Been envious of athletes discipline
And their work ethic
I used to wrestle from when I was
A kid for a bit but
I wasn't very good and I quit
One day when I got pinned
But, I clowned around on a
Movie set later with Noah
Taylor in Almost Famous and
We were sparring and
I caught him right smack dab on the chin
That motherfucker can act and
If you haven't seen
Him watch Vanilla Sky or Flirting or Max
He played a young Hitler trying
To sell his paintings
To an art dealer played by John Cusack
Noah chain-smoked Marlboro Reds and he
Had announced 'Stillwater' and yelled
Into the mic so loud that his throat bled
We all got habit's and I
Like chasing extras around the
Set and bringing them back to my trailer bed
There's a lot of down time on a movie set and
You gotta kill it one way or the other
We go hang around Venice Beach
Or Tijuana or North hollywood me and Noah we
Got along like brothers
We used to walk around the
Santa Monica Pier and
Eat seafood and smoke cigarettes
With our girlfriends
Emily and Jeannine and when I think about
Those summer days I get a
Little choked up cause I was 32
And in my prime then
Noah was the closest friend on a
Movie set that I've ever had
I hope to see him one day again
But if I don't I'm just happy
To have passed through this life and for
A time to have befriended him
The last time I saw him I played Scala in
London and we walked around Hyde Park 2004
But, I'm sad to say that since then I don't
Hear from him or his lady friend much anymore
I heard he had a part
In HBO's Game Of Thrones
He's a bad-ass actor a secret
Weapon in any cast and
Any good movie director out there
Really oughta fucking know
Oh man oh man, oh man oh man, oh man oh man
Oh man oh man, oh man oh man
Where does the time go
I'm feeling down all the sudden and
I don't know why and I'm
Running out of words so I'm
Gonna send my engineer home
Gonna go home today lay down in my bed keep
Up on this bad news Baltimore news story
Then I'll watch the Charlie Sheen Roast
For some laughs or maybe
The one with Bob Saget because
They're both so fucking funny
Bob took a lot of shit but in the end
You gotta admit he had the best bit
When he said "All you stupid motherfuckers
Suck my hundred million dollar dick"
And Charlie Sheen I love the way he doesn't
Give a shit and sit's there grinning
And how they won't let him off about
When he said "I'm fucking winning"
There's a little black cat that I see sitting
On the corner of Erato and Carondelet
I see him sitting on a patch of grass
When I come home from Rouses market
He's got a cute little patch of
White on his little black chest
Funny how nothing bothers him
Not even the passers-by
Or the noisy milk trucks that roll in