The Private Life of Clowns

by Karen Hunter

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02:24
Go! she plays drum she wants love she wants the love of my drum she insists on wanting me needing me , needing my love she says she's leaving soon leaving home , leaving me tomorrow she's packed up her bags said her goodbyes bye bye this merry go round sweet time hot sex play time heart break time over and over could be sally , anne or jane all I know is that it’s happening again another ride on the circus cry I cry alone I cry on my pillow I want an excuse I cry out her name in the heat of the moment ( hot ) cry for the joy of it the unity of it heart felt bonding all night along cry, as she turns her back as she's spinning round to face me looking out from her eyes want we say we want love but we run , find the exit and leave we change out hearts and minds again , run a little faster , bouncing back.....( the motion caresses me) we want contact , close physical contact drink, in your sweat and your fun we must want pain ‘cause we always seem to end up with it again and again always seem to end up with it again and again
2.
03:53
angelfish there is no place to run that I have not been no place to hide that I have not been seen there is no dirt that can not be washed clean in rivers of love or oceans of dreams she bird feather she changes with the weather freedom on an a high speed flight she’s always thinking she thinks too much it keeps her up all night this heart that beats wont let me sleep she lust and ruffle she looking for trouble can’t keep her hands to herself she hunts by instinct with passion and with music she don’t seem to need my help and my heart spins when she walks by angelfish learning to fly she sings the depths inside of me she gives my soul tranquillity and I wonder and I analyse sometimes I don’t believe my eyes never in my wildest dreams would I believe that she would come
3.
03:18
Friends Karen Hunter Frankie sits on her bed at night watching the TV If she’s there when I call her up she’s always got time for me I can talk to her about anything and know that I’ll be heard when she speaks truth tumble out through the power of her words Chorus She is my friend she will stick by me she knows the meaning of loyalty Miss Russ sits on her tuft painting the light out of the sky when I look into her eyes I see the sun still shines she listens so carefully and smiles so knowingly I can trust her with my heart and know she’ll treat me gently She is my friend she will stick by me She knows the meaning of sincerity Christine she’s a blessing Sings with her heart and mind She writes songs to die for and dance to till the end of time I found her by the mountain she was looking up with awe tears were in her eyes and when I asked what they were for she said Who are my friends who will stick by me who knows the meaning of integrity I say You are my friends you have stuck by me shown me the meaning of love
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Loves good eye Sometimes in the darkness there’s a shape so open so wide I can’t see round it so deep I cant walk through it I hear the song of the siren calling calling through the wind calling through the rain the darkness is calling me home again survival is like a tiger ever watching ever at the ready the hunter inside each of us is looking out for number one I don’t need to kill to be here I don’t need to do anything three dimensional undeniable living soul tonight I’m being alive just here with me the seasons are changing with them changes everything sometimes I look to love like I look to a drug where is the one who will make me feel good? distract me ,placate me love herself looks back through her one good eye and whispers here we are child the two of us hand in hand dancing and in combat ,hand in hand to live and one day to die the silence beckons and the phone don’t ring the door don’t knock and the wind don’t sing tomorrow keeps her mouth shut showing me her empty pages I hear the voices that fill the quiet I see the shapes that fill the darkness I hear the echoes in the smallest of spaces I see you in my minds eye
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The Private Life of Clowns I have no fake smile for you no tools to hide on my face is a thousand thoughts transparent this human offering There goes the lonely clown riding the trick pony head inside the lions mouth There goes the lonely clown riding the trick pony walking the fine wire And they shall clamp and stamp their feet at the performers bright costume can they see inside to the deeper hue within? Show dancing puppet I feel for you your heart is bleeding and we all can see Show dancing puppet I feel for you walking the fine wire So who is there to hold you when you wake up from your dreams at night oh thats just the wind in the open sky blowing your dreams away There goes the lonely clown riding the trick pony head inside the lions mouth There goes the lonely clown riding the trick pony walking the fine wire Show dancing puppet I feel for you your heart is bleeding and we all can see Show dancing puppet I feel for you walking the fine wire
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Crazy ol' Jack smack crack ,crazy ol' jack put his head on the chopping block and never came back he opened his mouth and he opened his heart a cry ushered forth from the thick hard dark goodbye said jack All the advisors sang the same old line you're too strange mr jack turn around go back but jack couldn't listen to any more whine he pulled out the blaster and silenced his mind goodbye said jack I was watching so silent and still behind the door by the window sill couldn't see it coming and regret that now big institutions gave the why not the how goodbye jack smack smack crack crack jack opportunity theres plenty really for coming or going or just standing still we make the desicions that decide our fate so lock up the weapons before its too late smack crack ,crazy ol' jack put his head on the chopping block and never came back he opened his mouth and he opened his heart a cry ushered forth from the thick hard dark goodbye said jack smack smack crack crack jack
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9.
04:14
Verse 1 We've trashed the ocean with old bottles of beer Aluminum cans are floating everywhere This fish wants to breathe but some strange object is in the way There's a stingray trying to fly but by pollution it will die Pre-chorus I love the ocean, the freshness sweet It makes my world so complete I love the ocean, the deep blue sea Bringing out the best in me Chorus When you sparkle In the moonlight Sparkle Verse 2 Can't get enough of the sight and the scent of all of the beauty in front of my eyes The deep green of the forest, the warm grey of the sky (the Auckland sky) I can't swim without water; I can't breathe without air I can't cook without fire; thank god the earth is with me everywhere Pre-chorus Chorus (In the city by the harbour lights) Bridge I'm diving into you, my friend Chorus Verse 3 I'm hearing you call me, in all the beauty I see Far away from the city, in a place of tranquility I'm going to love you forever; I want to know that you're there I want to protect you from the harm that comes from everywhere
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Empty bottles all the broken ladies sing they won't wear the wedding ring keep me pure keep me sane keep me virgin forever remain all the novice hopefuls sing for the covent's ice-cream ring bubbling ocean, boiling god drowned my only childhood if could give you anything i'd give you an angel who could sing a song to take away the pain heal the fire in the rain preacher broken hits the ground empty bottles lie around wide eyed daughter runs away Jesus teach me how to pray if I could......
11.
02:49
Sing me that song that you sing The one about the freedom that our loving can bring The song of the river that flows inside your skin So you laugh as you raise your glass A toast to the sistren at last Mmmm just to be at your side Where there is no need to hide To hide or to run From the warmth that has begun to thaw out the winter bite Keep us warm hold us tight Sing me that song that you sing The one about the freedom that our loving can bring The song of the river that flows inside your skin There's no need to run From the warmth that has begun to thaw out the winter bite Keep us warm hold us tight

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Karen Hunter's first CD album. Released in 1997 with wonderful reviews and local support after her 30 month stint hosting the Raw Fish Salad Women Performers night at Java Jive bar and cafe, Ponsonby, Auckland, New Zealand / Aotearoa.

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released January 1, 1997

All songs written, arranged and co- produced by Karen Hunter except where indicated below:
Guitar/vocals Karen Hunter
Matthew Hunter - drums on 4&9. Ambient sampler pads on 1.
Jo Taylor - vocals on 1, bass on 4&9
Wasabi / Andy Rust - fretless bass on 9&3
Katherine Hebley - Cello on 7&10
Leraine Horstmanshoff - Bamboo Sax on 6&8,didgeridoo, additional guitar&effects on 6
Keith Hunter - instrumental arrangement on 10
Christine White - vocals ( beatbox) on 1, quality control on 3,7&10
Claire OBrien, backing vocals on 6

Cover Photo by Rebecca Swan

more credits included on colour liner notes available with purchase.

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Karen Hunter Auckland, New Zealand

New Zealander Kāren Hunter uses guitar, voice, mandolin and loops to create heart charged soundscapes that draw deep from the well of our collective spirit.
These are love songs to Papatuānuku / Mother Earth, freshly baked under the fire of Ranginui / Sky Father.

Each album has it's own role in her collection, from rootsy songs, Celtic dub to Yoga music, Kāren is a diverse and eclectic composer.
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