Calavera Catrina

by Ford Theatre Reunion

All Aboard! 04:43
Come and see: Miss Sister Cora Lee Head-mistress Mean Which made a good career Until one day the orphans found the gasoline Now, let me introduce you To marauding Aunt Matilda If you think you recognize her It's probably cuz she killed ya And Uncle Owen With his cabinet full of toys He stole from all the corpses Of those little orphan boys Isabella Offers you a seat I wouldn't sit there And if she offers you a ride She's probably gunning for your hide And for your meat Now, anxious Anabella Hated Dancing for the fellas So one day she took a fancy To constructing skin umbrellas And greedy Gertrude sits beside her Growing flowers from her eyes She's become quite a garden these days
Won't somebody tell me? Answer if you can Won't somebody tell me? What is the soul of a man? I read my bible often I try to read it right As far as I can understand A man is more than his mind I've traveled to the distant countries I've been to all your foreign lands I can't find nobody to tell me Just what is the soul of a man? Won't somebody tell me? Answer if you can Won't somebody tell me? Just what is the soul of a man?
Tijuana Is the place You were bound to make an Escape You're turning up aces, Little man They all fell in The palm of your hand Have you found your way out? No second chances now Tijuana You're out of luck The money's spent and you're pretty.... All bets are off now, Poor little man Somebody fingered Your plan Have you found your way out? No second chances now
Flies 05:56
Summertime And it's a mean one Got breath like a train, man And a stench to match The way the light Falls on your features You're a pretty girl But you've let yourself go too much Since you've been gone The flies are everywhere They cover the wall And buzz 'round my head I can't tell you why I guess it must have something to do with this weather... Summertime And it's a goddamn shame Got the stench of a burnt match And the hum of a train Now, I was dressin' us up For a grand old evening on the town But we don't move like we used to You don't move like you used to Since you've been gone The flies are everywhere They got in my eyes And now everything's black I think they got in my head
Huff & Puff 04:47
Well, who's that knocking at my door? It's prince charming, sweetheart, And I brought you your glass slipper Oh, I think I've heard that before No, I mean, it's Saint Nicholas And I've got a great present for you What do you take me for? Listen, you better open up You're starting to make me mad Well, I don't like you anymore You hog You dog You swine You hound Well, blow me down I'll huff and I'll puff And I'll blow your straw away You may be full of hot air, but underneath there are thick sticks But sticks are brittle I've got lungs like a lion If straws and sticks don't do the trick Baby, you can't beat my brick house Then set out your milk and cookies I'll be coming down your chimney We'll I've already got my fire lit That's not the hot ass I was looking for.... You hyena Hoss Mutt Cutlet Well, blow me down Who's afraid of the big bad wolf? Well, blow me down
Well did they sell you for a second C'mon, girls, let's just be honest Did they make your life a living Hell And then leave you behind? This is no life to be living This boarding house will kill us Even faster than the meanest streets So are you with us to the end? The bitter end We know where they all sleep Cuz, we're sleeping there ourselves We can board up every exit We can light up this old hell If we can make it in this prison We can make it on our own We're doing it already girls, So are you with us to the bone? The brittle bone Let the fire lick the sky Light the stars and show the way We'll scorch the earth beneath our feet The hell, we'll leave them in our wake We'll rise and lick the sky Light the stars and show the way We're coming home tonight We're taking back our lives


released December 5, 2010

The Ford Theatre Reunion Is:
Alex Ford-Clarinet, Vocals
Allen Shariaty- Junk Percussion
Charlie Lockhart-Violin
Don Lafleur- Trumpet
Eric McMyermick- Accordion, Guitar, Vocals
Joe Harbison- Guitar, Banjo, Vocals
Luke Harrington- Bass
Tyler Swick- Drums, Vibraphone

All songs by The Ford Theatre Reunion, except "Soul of a Man" by Blind Willie Johnson (BMI), used under license. Copyright 2010. Recorded, Mixed, and covered in Magic by Jason Groves at Sneak Attack! Doodles and layout by Joe Harbison.

Thanks to all of our friends and families, all the fine folks that have helped us, previous Theatre members, and, of course, the Listener.


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Ford Theatre Reunion Lexington, Kentucky

Citing influences as diverse as punk, balkan, jazz, metal, nightmares, & wet dreams, Kentucky’s Ford Theatre Reunion creates a sound that defies easy definition. In one moment ethereal vocals drift over flighty clarinet and melancholy accordion, & in the next moment it’s a full-bore, guitar-snarling rock n’ roll assault. ... more

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