Emergency Call EP

by Jon Hunt

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1.
Down yer pints and come with us To the Casino, we'll take the bus Over the hills and far away Or maybe we'll just stay in today Gazing down from the fourteenth floor There's something missing, I really want more Drive for hours to kill the itch 'Til you're veering into the ditch So you make the emergency call And arrive through the emergency door Lie down in the emergency room And crawl on the emergency floor But tonight we're gonna run through every wall Leave yer coats and join the throng So very tactile, we sing the same song Pioneers, we know the score But still we yearn for somebody more Staring out of the run-down pub Boredom-drinking on a Tuesday lunch Head for the West, or home to bed To a luvverly life in yer head So you make the emergency call... I'm so comfortably uncomfortable I run the rails on empty, feels like full I hit the wall but still I stumble on 'Cos nobody's gonna stop me having nothing at all like fun So you make the emergency call... Words & music by Jon Hunt October 2016
2.
Little black book You run over me You're wine and water And a gateway to what I can be Little black book The things you sell me You're not my daughter You're not my ideal poetry Five alive Five-a-side Little black book You always tie me up Spit from the top floor She's a mindless explosion Little black book The things you tell me Always condescending Always one more role to be Five alive Five-a-side You stand in front of me and you don't make a sound Then you throw me all my vices I'm in the corridor, I'm crawling on the ground Yeah well that's how low your price is And you save it all Words & music by Jon Hunt 2018
3.
Come together, all and sundry Oh my lover, he went off me I know his fears, but he knows my weaknesses I don't push against the whirlpool Just kinda freewheel on this cycle Please just let me concentrate on something... Doormats of the world unite! Keep it simple, not too tight All that recourse running down, my friends on Facebook rally round I don't believe in digging deep, prefer to dream about next week I live my life in such denial, it's worth it just to see him smile I slide along my sliding scale That tells me who you are I grip the sheets and grit my teeth The failure's quite bizarre The flags are flying from the roof I'm terrified of my own truth I dig a hole and bury all the messages my brain received last night Trial and trauma, sparse melody So familiar, always haunts me I took the stand, I got a shock, my bones were full of electricity I never said that I was careful But I don't need another skinful Christ! Please just let me concentrate on something... Doormats of the world unite! The bell's been rung- get back on site The tunnel entrance falls on down, I aggravated some old ground Blown too much smoke now, don't you think? - So come on, come on and buy me another drink Well, I ain't aggro, I ain't sin - just terrified I don't fit in I slide along my sliding scale That tells me who you are I grip the sheets and grit my teeth The failure's quite bizarre The flags are flying from the roof I'm terrified of my own truth I dig a hole and bury all the messages my brain received last night Words & music by Jon Hunt 2017
4.
Resonance 02:36
Smiles of joy and simple pleasures Youngsters at their leisure Days so long you wonder where they'll go Ticker tape and tissue paper Takeaways - we're headline makers Watch them laugh and love and hate and grow Sun on wood, sun on steel, sun on the half-trashed playground The resonance, it might show up in thirty years or so Sun on wood, sun on steel, sun on the half-formed dreamers I fly around and wonder where they'll go Take out all the bits that you don't wanna see Make the most of really being free First we thought the money would buy us what we wanted Then we watched the sides all fall away Cos all the games got sussed and the optimists defaulted Spare me all this nonsense for one day Sun on wood, sun on steel, sun on the half-trashed playground The resonance, it might show up in thirty years or so Sun on wood, sun on steel, sun on the half-formed dreamers I fly around and wonder where they'll go Take out all the bits that you don't wanna see Make the most of really being free Words & music by Jon Hunt 2016
5.
I became what I pretended to be - it was effortless And everyone forgave me, accepted and believed in me I can fool aristocracy, I can fool the underclass I can get you to dress like me I don't even have to ask I didn't know it would be this way But now I'm here there will be hell to pay - Let's pretend I have played fake so well that I have now become real So now I am simply a caricature But I carry so much weight I'm measured, powerful and sure You can't decide my fate Treadmills, planes and golfing spots Like Pacman gobbling up the dots The sirens in the scenery They all seem dumb and mute to me I have played fake so well that I have now become real And now I come to you as a friend With my arsenal of lies Validation on the news-stands With a blank look in my eyes They love me cos I'm ugly They love me cos I'm rich They love me cos I'm dying And they love me when I bitch Lets pretend I have played fake so well that I have now become real Words and music by Jon Hunt 2014

about

All songs written, played and sung by Jon Hunt, except vocal on 'Doormats' sung by Marijne van der Vlugt.

Mixed and produced by Jon Hunt.

Recorded between December 2015 & February 2019 at:

A house in Normandy,
Periphery Studio, London,
Free House Studios, Bristol,
Signal House Studios, St Albans

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released October 4, 2019

Words & music ℗&© JH Music 2019

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Jon Hunt London, UK

Jon Hunt is a solo artist from London, UK.

He writes, arranges, performs and mixes all his material himself, with the exception of some of the drums.

So far, he has released three albums (initially under the moniker 'jh'), plus a compilation 'Morning Sun' collecting some of his favourite tracks from the three.

Jon's Emergency Call EP was released in October 2019.

Next album coming in 2021..
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