Uncanny Eyes

by The Peculiar Pretzelmen

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $9 USD  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    2016 Re-release of Uncanny Eyes with new art by Grant Goodwine.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Uncanny Eyes via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 7 days

      $13 USD or more 

     

1.
05:02
2.
05:31
3.
4.
5.
07:42
6.
7.
04:51
8.
9.

about

The Peculiar Pretzelmen's first full length album released in 2007

credits

released August 16, 2007

All songs written and arranged by Kevin Incroyable

Peculiar Pretzelmen on this recording are:
Kevin Incroyable, Deacon Marrquin, Party Paul Pate
with the talents of:
Jason Riverboat Gonzalez, Adam Zygmunt, and Anna Graves

Recorded and mixed in assorted apartments and empty spaces around Los Angeles by Kevin Incroyable

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

The Peculiar Pretzelmen Los Angeles, California

Voodoo blues death stomp

contact / help

Contact The Peculiar Pretzelmen

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Track Name: 6 Volt Car
couple of bucks fills up the tank
step on the gas make her rattle and clank
she growl just like a tiger and pull just like a mule
a wolf in sheeps clothing wearing chain mail wool.

hit Oxnard straight from Costa Mesa
five miles out, someone's taken my place
forget the faces drive on hard
don't need nothing but a six volt car

just keep going
drive on hard
don't need nothing but a six volt car

ran out of gas going up the hill
if it weren't for Bob and little Bill we'd be stuck there still
she's a mean machine a tough old pill
the baddest bunch of bolts on four wheels

ain't got no plan for tomorrow
ain't got no map to follow
she's my baby chrome rubber and steel
ain't got much but she got that feel

don't know where we're going
but we're gonna go far
driving around in a six volt car

can't squeeze me where i don't belong
me and modern technology just don't get along
give me an old angine with the purr and the growl
roll the windows down and together we howl

she's just nuts bolts and screws
i got wrenches drivers and some fuses
there's a bible in the glove box a flask under the seat
registrations been out since seventy-three

don't know where we're going
but we're gonna go far
driving around in a six volt car

old am radio transmission four speed
she's ninety-nine percent rust free
extra correct steering column, ignition switch
oh the smell of gasoline give me pedal foot twitch

just keep going drive on hard
don't need nothing but a six volt car
don't need nothing but a six volt car
Track Name: Sing Along
I'm better at goodbye than just ever being good,
You know I'd saw off my whole leg just to spite the better foot
I've got a satchel full of sorrows, and I've carried my share of crosses
I'm not exactly proud of all the times I've cut my losses
Nothing in this world is easy, and nothing comes for free
Long time gone I stopped believing I could predict whats in for me
I've crawled cross town to meet you, in this little bar
And all you do is laugh at me and stare up at the stars
I don't think I understood a single word you ever said
but the sound your little voice had made just rang inside my head

Just because it ain't alright,
That don't make it all wrong,
You don't have to know the words
But I love it when you sing along....

I don't believe I can be trusted, I'm not sure of your real name
I'm positive that I don't care if it all ends up the same.
Nothing in this world is easy, and ain't nothing come for free
But I don't believe I ever earned the kiss you gave to me
I'd have followed you right out the door, and on across the sea
but something wicked in my way, I guess, for you to up and leave.
Just a whisper left against my flesh, ringing out like a church bell
resonating up my spine from your unspoken spell

Just because it ain't forever
That don't mean you just let go,
We don't have to be more than just you and me,
drifting where the wind may blow...

Just because you ain't all right,
that don't make me all wrong
You don't have to know the words,
but I love it when you sing along...

Tattooed there upon your hips, were two opposing battleships
sailing for the war that launched out from your lips
How can you really know once the time has gone,
You just dwell upon the silence or fill it up with song
It's nothing but a moment as short as it is sharp
performing without warning no way to know our part
follow what we've got to lead us and down the road we go
the futures always dark and the past is all we know.

You won me in the battle and i lost a little more than I can bare
in dark and starry nights i hear you singing in the air
I gave a little of myself away, more than i meant to share
And all i've got to carry now is what this shattered simple prayer

Just because it ain't alright
That don't make it all wrong
You don't have to know the words
but I love it when you sing along.

Just because it's now or never,
Don't mean its nothing or forever
You go the way the cold wind blows
And sometimes you need some shelter from the weather

Just because it ain't all right
That don't make it all wrong
You don't have to know the words
But I love it when you sing along.
Track Name: Gone To Jericho
he's there in the dark
the back of the room
sipping on whiskey
licking his wounds

the laundry's out
the gangs all here
it burns just a little
when the bar room cheers

well its not his song
and the story's all wrong
got a metronome heart
ticking like a timebomb

a year and change
a fistful of pounds
and he quietly curses
that he can't stand the sound

he's gone
he's gone

he's gone where the scars won't show
well he's gone where the flowers won't grow
well he's gone where the boat won't row

i said he's gone to jericho
he's gone to jericho

two time Tami gonna whisper down the wind
i'll play forgetful and you confess your sins
sitting in the dark drinking overpriced wine
when you ain't exactly paying, you don't exactly mind

wine kept coming til the sun was almost up
the silence punctuated when the dog throw up
somethings are best kept close to the vest
give what you will and just bury the rest

she's gone
she's gone

she's gone where the scars won't show
she's gone where the flowers won't grow
she's gone where the boat won't row
i said she's gone to jericho
she's gone to jericho

met him in saint Patrick's asleep in a pew
he left Cincinnati when he blew his cool
there's a cop down there can't walk anymore
but if you ask little Eddie he'll say he earned it in the war

poor saint Linda in a pub downtown
spilling cheap tequila on her wedding gown
somebody asked how'd you end up like this
she raised up her glass and blew us all a kiss

she's gone
she's gone

she's gone where the scars won't show
she's gone where the flowers won't grow
she's gone where the boat won't row
i said she's gone to jericho
she's gone to jericho

I paid for my breakfast with pocket change
saw a bit of jesus in each coffee stain
you can't go home when everythings changed
i held up my cup and asked for more of the same

i got a ten dollar suit and a rest room shave
i got to get moving while i've some soul left to save
gonna go somewhere where i'll carry no blame
i won't have no baggage and i won't need no name

i'm gone
i'm gone

I'm gone where the scars won't show
I'm gone where the flowers won't grow
I'm gone where the boat won't row
i said I'm gone to jericho
I'm gone to jericho
Track Name: Smells Like Diesel
he's africanizing his colony of bees
cooking down chemicals in the deep deep freeze
don't go knocking on the garage door
he's reconnecting the parts of a salvaged boar
dead animal skin sewn to aluminum tin
its only a matter of time til she's running again
only a matter of time til she's running again

He's making improvements in life

He's making improvements in life
got an intelligent design for the perfect wife
just need a little more time some road kill and butcher's twine
a lawn mower motor she'll run just fine
she smells like diesel but she's patient and kind
smells like diesel but she's patient and kind

he walks with sort of a hobble
carries around a little unmarked bottle
the contents of which he's never disclosed
but just ask around everybody knows
its a horrible volatile combustible chemical
poisonous explosive above all dependable
top secret private recipe
fourth generation its the pride of the family
pride of the family
its the pride of the family

he's always down at the post talking to little stanley
he's got packages coming daily but he don't speak candidly
keep your voice down don't get him angry
keep your voice down don't get him angry
remember the last time consider the gravity
remember the last time consider the gravity

he'll come and he'll go without event
when the mail collects no one knows where he went
he's out of the country studying his craft
might strike you as strange but we'll see who laughs last
he might strike you as strange but we'll see who laughs last.

he's making improvements in life

he's making improvements in life
slowly constructing the perfect wife
sharp as a tack loyal as a hound
comprised of items from a local lost and found
don't look like much but she cooks real good
got six cylinders under the hood
polish that chrome see her smile and shine
she smells like diesel but she's patient and kind
smells like diesel but she's patient and kind
smells like diesel but she's patient and kind
Track Name: Undertaker
Undertaker undertaker who you burying today?
what little soul done left us looking for some better place?
when they laid them in the ground what's the last thing they did say?
not exactly spoken but just whispered across the grave

was it a cry of broken sorrow, a sigh of great relief
or just the sound that fatal weapon made when pushed back in its sheath?

undertaker undertaker who you burying today?
what name upon that tombstone has you shaken in this way?
Esmeralda Tempranillo she was the jewel of this whole town
her smile could stop a thunder storm for several miles around.

undertaker undertaker, i ain't one for the rumor mill
but i heard she had a cheating heart and that heart it got her killed
she was married to the governors son as rich as he was mean
and though the bells tolled out for her today he's nowhere to be seen

undertaker undertaker what was that pretty girl's name?
the one i saw you with just weeks ago, she was sweet as sugar cane
you were sticking to the shadows as you weaved across the square
stealing kisses away from streetlamps her face hidden in her hair.

undertaker undertaker, just how do you suspect
a pretty girl like Esmeralda should end in such distress?
her husband was a jealous man took to drunken rage
the whole town knew to turn around when he would walk their way

i heard he saw her lovers note written on a hymnal page
found out she'd gone to church for more than just to pray
as she bled to death he swore he'd have revenge
but she took with her her lovers name when from this world she went

undertaker undertaker who you carrying those flowers for?
are they for that pretty girl i don't see you with no more?
whatever happened did you hold her hand too tight?
sit a bit too close in that cool dark summer night?

i guess you're just too busy putting bones down in the ground
to let yourself get caught out there dancing around
with pretty girls on moonlit nights who never say their name
who disappear with fearful eyes when the hour gets too late

undertaker undertaker nobody thinks its right
the husband was caught that very night still carrying the knife
but the constable and council absolved him of all guilt
right there in the courthouse that his father's money built

undertaker undertaker think we'll ever know the man?
that set Esmeralda's heart so free and proved to be her end?
undertaker undertaker who harbors the most blame?
the one who killed to keep her or the one who lured her away?

spirits don't tend to slumber gently when tucked in before their time
there's no ghost that loves a haunting more than one born in violent crime
maybe she'll be back someday she'll point and she will stare
disappearing in the shadows as she weaves across the square

disappearing in the shadows
disappearing in the shadows
as she weaves across the square
Track Name: New York Girls
Oh you New York girls, pretty and fine
I've gone down past the bottom and I've run out of wine
Oh you New York girls pretty and good,
You know I loved you all a little more than I should

Well it was Monday the subway welcomed me in
By six in the evening we were all sheets to the wind
Somebody asked where'd all the money go?
She laughed like broken glass and watched the filthy floor show

Nobody saw so I called it a draw
we snuck out the back way I heard somebody fall
But the sirens were on and we were in no mood for small talk
So I guess that someone did the blue brigade walk

Oh you New York girls, pretty and fine
I've gone down past the bottom and I've run out of wine
Oh you New York girls pretty and good,
You know I loved you all a little more than I should

With eyes like that there's questions you don't ask
Just smile and nod and tug on the flask
when she wanted to know where I was sleeping that night
I tipped my hat to the boys and slipped out of sight

The sun showed her face blood was all I could taste
Empty bottles were ringing as I stumbled out of that place
Woke up with no wallet and a pocket full of rings
So I just spit in the street and started to sing

Oh you New York girls, pretty and fine
I've gone down past the bottom and I've run out of wine
Oh you New York girls pretty and good,
You know I loved you all a little more than I should

Couple of days I found St. Deivel's Pub
Played for my drinks and stayed til they shut
She grabbed hold of my hand and her other held a drink
We took off into the night without bothering to think

I was drunk and I was hungry but I still couldn't care
Trapped in the tangles of her wild black hair
Out through the city we stumbled as we went
Heard the subway roll around I thought here we go again

Oh you New York girls, pretty and fine
I've gone down past the bottom and I've run out of wine
Oh you New York girls pretty and good,
You know I loved you all a little more than I should

Took off in the morning headed out west
and all i could think of was the way that she dressed
She smelled like fine wine, and tasted like rye
I swear she was a bottle that would never run dry

It was more than a horse that could take down old Troy
The devil goes picking the men from the boys
Watch your back and you mind your right head
Take the wrong door they'll be raking your bed.

Oh you New York girls, pretty and fine
I've gone down past the bottom and I've run out of wine
Oh you New York girls pretty and good,
You know I loved you all a little more than I should
Track Name: Pretty Eyes
pretty eyes oh those pretty eyes
pretty eyes oh those pretty eyes

pretty eyes oh those pretty eyes
they open just a little too wide
deep inside great ships collide
the sailors shipwrecked upon her shore
live not to tell the sirens alure
they just vainly gaze at the open sky
and mindlessly mutter

pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes
pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes

like jewels that sparkle in the sand
torches burning in distant lands
crossing rivers and braving seas
clawing at locks which have no key
climbing walls wearing hangmans ties
for those

pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes
pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes

pretty eyes oh those pretty eyes
open just a little too wide
wide enough to fall inside
forever there the remains may hide
usurped in whole by an irised tide
those pretty eyes
those pretty eyes

beware young lads
adrift and lost
each treasure has its equal cost
and those precious gems that stare back at you
make take their fill well before you do
many a man damn his demise on those
pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes
pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes

pretty eyes oh those pretty eyes
open just a little too wide
well within we live and die
disappear in the fog never to return
follow the light that slowly burns
when the fire goes out there'll be no surprise
another soul lost to those
pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes
pretty eyes
oh those pretty eyes
Track Name: These Hands Are Clean
Confess! Confess!
For these sins and more sweet Jesus he wept
but the tears were all blood for the eyes had been cut
decisions silently made behind doors locked and shut
precision incisions have enhanced all our vision
its the methodic mechanics of exacting division
times running out, the bloods draining away
the tumor must go that the organs may stay
Screaming bloody murder, just push it on a little further


Out! Out! Wicked Spot!
Drain the infection and don't spill a drop
Some were lucky enough and many more were not
The saxon's will sound when the clocks have all stopped
Til then we keep digging and we don't dare stop

c'mon boys now follow me
its us against the great unseen
keep scrubbing and scrubbing
til these hands are clean


Crawling through the mud and stained with the blood
stumbling in the dark his eyes sealed shut
Watch yourself no-eyes, stay away from the roads
but five men alive that know what he knows

all the Knives all the needles, all the doctors and nurses
each body an effigy of riddles and curses
The deeper the digging the condition worsened
carving and slicing the ivory gates have all opened
drilling the holes and releasing the demons
without reason the legions committed to treason
the bodies were dusted the evidence disappeared
Keep scrubbing the floor and pretend you don't hear...
screaming bloody murder pushing it on a little further
Track Name: Pass The Kerosene
This towns like a ship that was built to sink,
Taking on water while they pass around drinks,
Too busy to notice the whole structures unsound
wearing their delusion like a dislodged crown
The band's on the deck playing boldly on,
Waters hell on a cello, but you've got to finish the song.
Our song is over, baby, I'm through with this crew,
When the horse has broken both legs, well you know what to do.....

Chop, Chop cherie,
Pass the Kerosene,
The engines are turning and we're picking up steam
Tonight's the night,
we'll set the town alight,
The towers will tumble and we'll dance by the light
Its them or us if you know what I mean
And here's to us, baby...

Now pass the kerosene

The carnivals marked the games are all rigged,
the banker, the broker, the mayor the pigs,
Not so much a town as a broken merry-go-round
She keeps on twisting and drilling herself right into the ground
we're all on the ride, and we're running out of time
i'm stopping it here its the end of my line
you can stay on the tracks she's going straight to hell
i'll kiss you goodbye, i'll be ringing the bell

Chop, chop, cherie,
Pass the Kerosene,
The engines are turning and they're picking up steam
TOnight's the night,
we'll set the town alight,
The towers will tumble and we'll dance by the light
theres only one way out when you've seen what i've seen
So here's to us, baby...

Now pass the kerosene