Jumping Flea

by The House of Orange

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released February 11, 2012

music by The House of Orange:
• Adria Bray on violin, clarinet
• Amanda Wood on trumpet
• Chandler Pratt on guitar, mandolin
• Doug McKinnon on bass
• LoveCore on lead vocals
• Katrina Severin on backup vocals
• Paul Muncy on drums
• Ray Vazira on ukulele

lyrics by LoveCore


• produced by Chandler Pratt
• engineered and mixed, and mastered by Chandler Pratt
• mastered by Lucky Lew
• album art by Bonnie Ohara

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The House of Orange Modesto, California

The House of Orange is an 8 piece ensemble whose music is as eclectic as the personalities which make up the Modesto based group. Their sound ranges from the folksy waltzes of their premier album, Jumping Flea, to the klezmer-rock songs of their sophomore effort, The Happy Side..., with plenty of bluegrass, vintage, and even a little pop in between. ... more

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Track Name: Nothing Rhymes with Orange
Look there’s a truck parked out front
They say, he comes to deliver
A present! A big bow, aren’t you?
What’s wrong? It’s shiny and silver

All of the neighbors are out
Surrounding me in a circle
She opens the box
No surprise, a hear that’s black, blue, and purple

She peaks out the curtain; she’s certain that her time has come
Their pitch forks and torture all ready to rope her…THEY’VE COME!

It’s not the same old waltz in the rain
It’s not the same old reign; nothing rhymes with Irene

I heard she gave you a kiss
Made you just what you wanted
Baby I’m happy for you
Don’t understand so you flaunt it

I like the musty and dusty smells
Of thrift-hand and storage
Or like the tang and the zest
The texture and smell of and orange

She peaks out the curtain; she’s certain that her time has come
Their pitch forks and torture all ready to rope her…THEY’VE COME!

It’s not the same old waltz in the rain
It’s not the same old reign; nothing rhymes with Irene
Track Name: Did You Go to School Today?
Women walk around with crowns that weight them down
Falling over from the weight of the ages
Stocking up on all the good memories for sale
Stopping for a nap now and then

Think she’d ever give it up? No, not her seasoned mind
How else could she read yours?
Giving out free hugs to settle up the scores
Working on a bridge with a friend

I say then
Then I do, but then I don’t
Said I will
But when I won’t I just stay home

I say then
Then I do, but then I don’t
Said I will
But when I won’t I just stay home

She pushed me to the ground to scoop up all the goodies
“Augustus save some for later!”
Please excuse her for her absent state of mind
In one ear and out all the time

I say then
Then I do, but then I don’t
Said I will
But when I won’t I just stay home

I say then
Then I do, but then I don’t
Said I will
But when I won’t I just stay home
Track Name: BTT
She keeps her pretty ditties in an apron full of love
And prances on the wooden floor below old leather gloves
Cello strings sin to the local peaches off the tree
Inside the homemade pocket on the lap of fair lady

Bethany Tea Taylor can you do me up a favor?
Tell me how you keep the charming on a husband, children, and a farm
And in a barn so understood; I’m missing me some home baked goods
“What is love?” you help me see; I’m missing me a family

I go home; I miss that place
My bed, my puppy, and her face
A voice so sweet makes me reflect
The loving home that I neglect
Track Name: Still I
I wake in the daytime
Missed the morn again
Stayed out all night
With my new friends

Still I fell lonely
Like nobody know
I lost the only one
Who went to all my shows

Got caught in the crossfire
Shot down big dreamers too
Can I get a Sweet and Low
A substitute in powder blue

I searched this town through and through
No sign of a new
I’ll have to find
Find me another you

I find it hard to tell you
‘cause I find it hard to speak now
I…

Still I fell lonely
Like nobody know
I lost the only one
Who went to all my shows

Oh no, oh no, oh no…
Track Name: Spill It
Tell me a story baby
And I’ll sing you a song
While I’m listening baby
Go ahead and tell me what’s wrong

I know you’d love to shake me
It’s not easy; I’m hard as marble lately
I’m not takin’ the blame for your broken soul
Like a moth might chew a sweater in to holes

Keep on asking me question
I’ll keep on telling you lies
Safe deposit my business
Shave my head in disguise

I know you’d love to shake me
It’s not easy; I’m hard as marble lately
I’m not takin’ the blame for your broken soul
Like a moth might chew a sweater in to holes

Don’t you look at me that way
Hit me with your bat for lashes
You’re like sun on my dead skin
As I turn to ashes

Tell me a story baby
And I’ll sing you a song
While I’m listening baby
Go ahead and tell me what’s wrong
Track Name: Cold Mountain
Girl walked around
Found money on the ground today
Guy hitched a ride
Driver found that he had much to say

It seemed to be
A sunny Saturday afternoon
Smell in the blue air
Thinkin’ it might shower soon

A stranger said, “look son
You’re ruining my rainy fun”
Something’s begun
Thinkin’ we might finish one

On top of Old Smokey
A lonely meatball on the run
Waiting on that train coming round the mountain
Well she might not come

He likes to dance
With two left feet
She likes to sing
Like something in heat

He likes to walk,
She likes to talk
He keeps it open
She likes it locked

On top of Old Smokey
A lonely meatball on the run
Waiting on that train coming round the mountain
Well she might not come
Track Name: Table Talk
Just a thought, I’d hate to ramble
On your pretty table top
You’ve gone and laid your best china down
My face reflecting of your silver gown

Twinkle at the check
With a diamond from your neck,
And the curls from your lips
Well the waiter says,
“girl, that’s better than a tip”

I’m wanting
More than I can stand on
I fall to the calling
Of a vodka handle
I’ll build a fire
With candles on the mantle

But I might not

Recall all the things I said…that other me
I blame her for my misery
She needs to leave me be that she
And stop wasting all my precious time
I’m wanting
More than I can stand on
I fall to the calling
Of a vodka handle
I’ll build a fire
With candles on the mantle

But I might not

Twinkle at the check
With a diamond from your neck,
And the curls from your lips
Well the waiter says,
“girl, that’s better than a tip”
Track Name: 123...123
Is it any wonder why
The kite I fly is black and white
Take me on a bon voyage
A patch upon my really good eye

I’m fightin’ through this mean green sea
Of thick seaweed and shark
Searching for a treasure
In mysterious, fathomous dark

They say now, "the world is round"
But I fell off the edge
I’m hoping to awaken from a dream
Where I fell off the bed
Oh my head, oh my…

The compass in my better hand
Misunderstands wrong from right
Tied behind my back
Is why I always lose a left handed fight

They say now, "the world is round"
But I fell off the edge
I’m hoping to awaken from a dream
Where I fell off the bed
Oh my head, oh my…

My eyes a piece
My souls got teeth
They tumble out my mouth in dreams

My eyes a piece
My souls got teeth
They tumble out my mouth

They say now, "the world is round"
But I fell off the edge
I’m hoping to awaken from a dream
Where I fell off the bed
Oh my head, oh my…
Track Name: Thanks to Bobby Long
A helping hand
A friend indeed
A real love
What others need

Responsibility
Not this lady
Oh what she needs
Just wasn’t me

In this corner we have guilt;
That corner’s full of spite
This corner understands
We never lost a fight

A dandy lion
(a weed indeed)
Cast your wish
And throw my seed

A slap on the wrist;
No not on my time
Now get to the back
With the others in line

In this corner we have guilt;
That corner’s full of spite
This corner understands
We never lost a fight