Biography:
John Callahan (born 1951 in Portland, Oregon), is a cartoonist, artist, and musician noted for dealing with macabre subjects and physical disabilities.
He released his first CD in 2006. The Independent of London calls his songs "Beautiful, but dark". He writes all the music and lyrics himself and is backed up by many notable musicians. A Dutch film crew recorded the studio sessions in which Callahan plays a simplified piano version of "Roll Away The Day".
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[Verse 1]
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Open eyes and open minds are suicides you said
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But night falls hard on tragic blondes bell jars on their heads
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You drove your nails into your coffins with the sound so sweet
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Oh you could have been the queen of sheba with a rose between your teeth
[Verse 2]
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Carousels and wishing wells and metaphors so deep
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And all you found was Ezra Pound skipping through your sleep
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You walked the haywire highway with nothing underneath
A Bm C#m D C#m Bm A
Oh you could have been the queen of sheba with a rose between your teeth
[Guitar Solo]
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[Verse 3]
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The sun is down in London town the Yew tree hides the moon
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The moon is pink you told your shrink that lonely afternoon
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And now the gin is sinking in I spilled upon the heath
A Bm C#m D C#m Bm A
Oh you could have been the queen of sheba with a rose between your teeth
A C#m D A
Open eyes and open minds are suicides you said
D A E
But night falls hard on tragic blondes bell jars on their heads
A C#m D A
You drove your nails into your coffins with the sound so sweet
A Bm C#m D C#m Bm A
Oh you could have been the queen of sheba with a rose between your teeth
[Verse 2]
A C#m D A
Carousels and wishing wells and metaphors so deep
D A E
And all you found was Ezra Pound skipping through your sleep
A C#m D A
You walked the haywire highway with nothing underneath
A Bm C#m D C#m Bm A
Oh you could have been the queen of sheba with a rose between your teeth
[Guitar Solo]
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D A E
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[Verse 3]
A C#m D A
The sun is down in London town the Yew tree hides the moon
D A E
The moon is pink you told your shrink that lonely afternoon
A C#m D A
And now the gin is sinking in I spilled upon the heath
A Bm C#m D C#m Bm A
Oh you could have been the queen of sheba with a rose between your teeth
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