Truth & Bullshit

by Jon Hunt

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1.
I Wanna Spend My Summer With A Rich Girl I need a new lease of life to counteract the effects of British winters on mental health I wanna meet a rich girl who's full of sunshine and light - who's got the dosh but not up herself In her big, big garden listening to the planes and bees, this is English summer: For once not getting caught on my knees We'll drive down to the house that she's got by the bay of her very own estuary Wake up breathing sea air instead of piss and decay, and the life that I normally lead All those bars in London - they're such a soul destroying sham, I just can't wear the blinkers And that's why I want to be your man... I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl But if I ever get too much, wrap me up and send me home, yeah Watching the sun as it sets we're feeling real and alive, with a promise there's something here I've compromised for too long, and as we walk up the drive I almost feel I have lost the fear When feelings strip you naked with simple smile-defining things, you just don't have to fake it Or maybe that's just what money brings... I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl But if I ever get too much, wrap me up and send me home, yeah Of course it all has to end, because I'm not of her breed, no - I'm only a novelty And so the vibes in our minds, they make us fail or succeed when we break for the boundary But I'll still have the memories - A place where my mind can relax, however short it seemed Just drop me right here beside the tracks... I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl I wanna spend my summer with a rich girl But if I ever get too much, throw me back into the gene pool... Words and music by jh 2004
2.
Something Different Kerry wants her life to be a weepie Just like those old black and white films of yesterday Her guy, he's such a romeo - a blank sheet stained with crimson They spend their cash on roses, durex, peanuts and champagne But darlin' what do we do? Lisa wants her life to be a thriller Dangerous and buzzing, makes her gasp lots on the way Her guys are all so big and life, yet standard factory issue She showers her silver on us, how we love to light her way But darlin' what do we do?... Entwined, yet stuck inside a hole It's in our eyes - intolerant and blank, out of control We criticize as boredom and restraint they take their toll So we're denied romantic thoughts or more dangerous things And unsurprised how when one screams the other one sings We feed our lies with bits of smoke and fake telephone rings I only wish now darlin' that we'd tried something different Donna wants her life to be a nightmare Knives behind the shower curtain, feedback in her brain Her guy's just called a raincheck on redemption and rebellion He wants her straightways down the middle just like symmetrical rain But darlin' what do we do?... I was looking for some kind of redemption, girl - well I got it now Words and music by jh 1996/2004
3.
In Ascension 03:02
In Ascension Five years ago I promised you a song Five years ago I could do no wrong Now I'm older and I've let myself go There's something that I think I have to let you know... You're a star, you're a star and you're in ascension You're a grade that my schooling failed to mention You got power in your eyes and a laugh from heaven But you also got one from hell And I love it and it's just as well I'm sorry I was cold, I'm sorry I was hot But I'll be here for you for just as long as I've got This song ain't a message - hope you understand It's just a kiss on the cheek and a shake of your hand... This song is a compliment This song is a bunch of flowers This song's an apology... Words and music by jh December 2005
4.
Making Tea Is Freedom i) Alfie Alfie's on, I'm watching Michael Caine He's looking at the camera and his words tug at my brain "If you ain't got peace of mind, then you got nothing" So isolate yourself because attatchment causes pain "Dig your nails in", "Let the drinking begin" All these flashbacks seem so fucking banal now Lots of trees and affluence, morning sun on ancient stonework So tired of not quite understanding the magic So I'm gonna climb into my bed, you know I'm gonna delve inside my head to show me all That sweet contentment that I cannot find In any of my waking life The questions on which we're wasting our lives Monogamy and discipline and beer and fags and wine Drugs and grease and lust and making good The fog it stays around us, I say fuck it - so it should Because I'm gonna climb into my bed, you know I'm gonna delve inside my head to show me all That sweet contentment that I just can't find In any of my waking life We only need one day of feeling Or is this not what you are seeing? I want to run across the rooftops holding hands with you... ii) Making Tea Is Freedom Now I've the sun inside my stomach And watching your reflection of my smile Listening to the rain against the window And not having to stretch the extra mile Joy and contentment reflected in our faces We're happy sitting watching crap TV Making tea is freedom when I'm doing it for her The freedom that I knew belonged to me Cos the gift of her smile is a miracle... It turns all of the bullshit into truth Content with cosmetic freedoms And no unhealthy obsessions Like road-works emerging in the distance I'm finally presented with the proof iii) Survival's As Natural As Sorrow If I was like that, you wouldn't want me anyway But I'm not saying that there's nothing good in our eyes Bad, blank and black, once reality takes hold Mutual euphoria is a thing that isn't sold My words are caustic after a drink or two Thirsty with boredom of a life without somebody new The smoke rises quickly, and the circles don't fit me I'm running away Into morning sun and afternoon grey iv) Afternoon Grey (instrumental) v) Me (instrumental) vi) Windswept So hands up for the man who takes control and pulls the rug I ain't ashamed to tell you that the wind's become my drug Cos anything that's on the breeze that can't be seen, it means the world to me The lights they may dim slightly, but the fire will never die There'll always be that lover in the corner of my eye There's something else to be sometimes, and I can't stand around as it blows by... You scrape off all the layers, and then you find that life's the same From drinking on the balcony to bus stops in the rain So I'll toast imagination And drink to all the colours in my brain...... Words and music by jh 2002-2006
5.
Staring Out At The Rain There's a big, big shadow in the sky where I let you leave me There's a hidden memory in my eye that I can't let go There's a road that leads us backwards, but you won't believe me I wanna swing by all those places that I used to love and know Someone keeps laughing at me I used to think that things were so simple Something keeps pecking at me 'Reminds me of all this pointless drivel... Chin up baby you're ok you know You've got friends and some places to go You got a got a good body and you got a good brain So why you staring out at the rain? There's a big, big puddle and it's full of oil and rainbows There's a public footpath and it's segregating the estate There's a hidden message which appears every time the wind blows I wanna sing a song of boredom cos it seems I've nothing left to hate Someone keeps laughing at me I can't tell if it's dark or romantic Something keeps pecking at me 'Reminds me of all of the things I've promised... Chin up baby you're ok you know You've got friends and some places to go You got a got a good body and you got a good brain So why you staring out at the rain? If I grab the hammer and smash the glass Will it destroy my imagination? Pull the cord and stop the train Does it mean I will see clearly again?... Why you staring out at the rain? Words and music by jh 2005
6.
London Lament Sauntered out of college straight into uni Did your partying, came out with a 2:1 Plunged yourself into a well-respected workplace Began to realize that you are a no-one White teeth, pure bred, permanently objectionable Chatting about Kylie and Belgian beer Love a bit of Charlie to make yourself sociable Cos outside your cliques you're paralyzed with fear And I don't know why I know your poncy restaurants Yeah I don't know why I know your poncy bars It's just try and try, I just cannot escape them This is a lament for this great city of ours... I'm a music journalist, I'm a Soho square I'm an art post-graduate, I got purple hair Been nowhere, done nothing, I got no idea Never talk to strangers - fear of being abused My head is full of drivel like my Daddy's views I am so nondescript that I'll make you vomit Strutting around in your vintage clothes You make the Guardian supplement your bible Your views are someone else's, cos you've experienced nothing You think you're intellectual, you're just vile You acost me in the street with your bib and your clipboard "Five pounds a month goes a long, long way" While spewing out the standard corporate liberal bullshit You're thinking 'bout your next skiing holiday... As the cancer grows as you get much older Filthy tube commuting with your new-found clones Your life revolves around grabbling 'Metro' every morning Withering sarcasm, ciabatta and mobile phones And I don't know why I care about what you do Yeah, I don't know why I really hate your guts It's just try and try I just cannot escape you This is a lament, you worthless, pompous sluts... Words and music by jh 2003
7.
It All Means Nothing I wanna be noticed I wanna be top of my mundane cycle If I can't be nothing worthwhile I wanna be a billboard Night-time neon screaming down So I insulate myself I insulate myself and become a clown My god I need a fix Paste your ears onto my lips Get here quick Have some of this before you realize I'm making you sick Cos what is so, so little can be hyped to be so big With the right sort of subscribers You can have my soul - it's a real top lig We'll ignore any social dividers Believing in our lives We all need something to hold on to Or we'll be outcast Into the heavy air that sticks like glue And though it is natural This primal need to be valued And obtain more POWER Outside your circle it means jack to nobody else And don't think you matter Cos the world will keep turning Go on, shout your mouth 'bout your so-called fame But be careful cos your face is burning /Targets you've met /Gigs that you've seen /Lives you've destroyed /Covers you're on /Years that you've worked /Cars that you own /Gear that you've smoke /Coffee you've drunk /Fear you've instilled /Money you've saved /Pints in a night /Favours you've scrounged /Creatures you've killed /Bets that you've placed /Mileage you've done /Pills in a weekend /Papers you're in /Arrests that you've made /Phones that you've lost /Countries you've been to /Times that you've failed /Cattle you've shot /Shags in a week / Laws that you've pushed through /Parties you've thrown /Trains that you've pieced /People you've robbed /Miles that you've driven /Workers you've sacked /Games that you showed /Stars that you know /Minds that you've messed with /Time in the nick /Units you've sold /Babies you've had /Hearts you have broken /Venues you've played /Friends that you've got /Distance you've run /Quotes you've had printed /Money you've spent /Fights that you've won /Windows you've scratched /Weddings attended /Minds that you've changed /Fags that you've smoked /Hours you've put in /Weaklings you've conned... IN MY WORLD YOU ARE NOTHING Words and music by jh 2002
8.
Collapse 03:11
Collapse Through lies we won't become one and the same Through drugs we won't become one and the same Through sides we don't become one and the same But sometimes we get closer for a while... The little things that I love about you Are things that you don't even know you do They mean so much to me They mean nothing to you So it all collapses, all falls down Past houses, cities, farms and industry Romance, longing, moving endlessly I thought I had enough guts to let go But now I cascade down like a wall of dislodged snow Words and music by jh November 2006
9.
Something's Happening Here I've seen the road, girl, and it's smacked me in the face I've seen the road, girl... Standing at the factory gates Waiting for the minibus Heads are glowing in the crowd Something's happening here Sun is bright and rain looks green What the hell's happening to us? Turn around to check the clock And then you disappear... Through the dust and the rain and the sky I don't know why you're running You just leave without saying goodbye And I don't know why you're running... Lying on my back again Staring up into the night Smell of earth and fallen leaves Something's happening here Thought that I just saw your face Beamed through from a satellite Suddenly starts pissing down And then you disappear... I've seen the road, girl, and it's smacked me in the face I've seen the road, girl... I've seen the road, girl, and it's still my favourite place I love the road girl... Words and music by jh 2004
10.
Still Excited The morning sun is drenching me again The planes are leaving trails across the sky The future drags my head back from the past And the times I thought I had to wonder why I want you to know I'm still excited I want you to know I'm still excited Whatever I say I'm still excited I'm just saving all my passion for the break That comes when you are here I'm walking 'cross the park and playing fields My feelings have now broken cover If you don't understand the things I say Then we're of no use to one another But I want you to know that I'm still excited I want you to know I'm still excited However I look I'm still excited I'm just saving all my passion for the break That comes when you are here I'm just saving all my passion Words and Music by jh 2006
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The first 'jh' album, released in April 2008.

All words and music written by Jon Hunt

All instruments and vocals by Jon Hunt except:

Claude Trejonis - drums on 01, 03, 04, 05 & 09

Recorded between November 2006 and February 2008 in Brighton, Congleton & London, UK.

Produced by Jon Hunt
Photography by Jon Hunt
Mastered by Andy Black

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released April 1, 2008

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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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