Pas Tout La

by Ben Cameron

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Pas Tout Las
(PA TOO LA)

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released August 1, 2012

Produced by Ode & Ide

Mixed by Eric Masse
Mastered by Gavin Lurssen

All songs by Ben Cameron

(((Contact: bencameronmusic@gmail.com)))

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Ben Cameron Nashville, Tennessee

Somewhere among the crisp, harmony laden breezes that whip through Laurel Canyon, the smooth, confessional frequencies of vintage AM radio, and the spiked punch-bowls of a high school prom circa 1986, there you’ll find Ben Cameron’s joyful, extreme folk music.

Without affectation or irony, Cameron’s lyrical songs mark the juncture where Yacht Rock meets Folk Rock.
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Track Name: Stones
I have this friend, he works in the airport shining shoes
For the transports, fat sorts.
A dollar here a dollar there and he feels square
If you can give him a smile and a report.
But sometimes Big Mac won’t get him back,
And here my brother can barely buy a snack.
And I’ll say, "Hey Jack, don’t you ever wanna break some legs,
Or get on a new track?"
He says that when all the birds have flown,
He’s not throwing stones.

I have a sister, you know a good strong sister
Married to a mister for ten long years,
She had kids, a car, a good start, some nice art,
But it was not as it appeared
Cause the mister was a little slicker, ran with some sticky-cats on the tricky side of town, you know it got thicker.
And most folks would have just given up, but that’s not like her.
You know, now she’s good on her own…
She’s not throwing stones

Seems I know a lot of people
Live in broken glass houses
Who got the blues,
But there’s always someone walking round your town
With rocks in their shoes.
And they don't mind. No they don't mind.

I used to do a bit of moving and shaking,
Late night quaking, early morning baking.
Wasn't too hard to get myself lost
In the eyes of the party girl, but to what cost?
Of waking up, head full of troubles,
Baby’s blowin' bubbles round the confines of my room.
I smell doom in her sweet perfume,
Just chalk it up to another sad groom, a love rubble.
Now I wake up alone, but I’m not throwing stones.
Track Name: Never Loved Anyone
On the road to no one,
Looking for something,
Judging everything around you...
I don’t have the words to describe some of the feelings
Tying me in knots,
Not letting go. Not letting go.

But how long will I live, before I wake up and come to find
I’ve never loved anyone?
How much can I give to nothing, and then I come to find
I’ve never loved anyone?

She don’t ask questions,
She just rides with me,
And smokes cigarettes
And I just vent, like I’m the only one in the car
And just maybe I am, who knows
But she just listens and lets it go. She lets it go.

How long will I live, before I wake up and come to find
I’ve never loved anyone?
How much can I give to nothing, and then I come to find
I’ve never loved anyone?

And I'm alone, so alone.
Track Name: Eloise
Eloise, she rides in the early dawn
Through a cold Kentucky wood.
All alone without the radio on
As the rain pounds on the hood.

She’d let go of the rearview baggage and
She no longer kept the score
For the trailer shack, fifty miles back
Where I lay on the floor.

Oh my heart, My poor heart is breaking in my coat,
Oh Eloise, you did your part,
And left before I woke to find you,
Left me with this heart…. My ugly heart.

Then think on the days when I loved her so,
Not the nights when I was gone.
My cheating ways had made her go,
Never thought it’d be my song.

Oh my heart, My poor heart is breaking in my coat,
Oh Eloise, you did your part,
And left before I woke to find you,
Left me with this heart…. My ugly heart.

Eloise, I’m sorry for all I done
I know my deeds will soon be judged
I had my fun, more than once,
And now the song is hushed.

Oh my heart, My poor heart is breaking in my coat,
Oh Eloise, you did your part,
And left before I woke to find you,
Left before the sun could shine, you
Left me with this messed up mind, you
Left me with this heart…. My ugly heart.
Track Name: I Think I Know I Love You
You were a broken blue-sky, grounded morning
When I found you.
I guess I was too.
We lived blindly to love’s destructive ways.
Then, crazy! you went out and got it together
While I stayed in the weather.
But now I’m better, so,
Roll with me baby and see me through the haze.

Cause I can’t take this any longer
But I don’t claim to know the way
Look I was lost and I was down
And I don’t know if I’m found
But I think I know I love you and that’s okay

Hell, I ain’t looking for no fall revival.
Just a hand to hold and some road to handle.
Maybe take a little sun out in California.
Could you support the notion of my survival?
And if I find it on a New England bar-stool
Then let the cup run empty and sing with me all night.

Cause I can’t take this any longer
But I don’t claim to know the way
Look I was lost and I was down
And I don’t know if I’m found
But I think I know I love you and that’s okay

So if you want it then take it, my heart out in the open.
We’ll make breakfast every morning
We'll make love without warning.
Then fall into bed knowin’ it wasn’t just a dream
But what would they look like, our not so picket fences?
Those domestic trenches,
Oh, Hello. I’m gone again,
Would you have a little faith that I could give you what you need?

Cause I can’t take this any longer
But I don’t claim to know the way
Look I was lost and I was down
And I don’t know if I’m found
But I think I know I love you and that’s okay
Yeah, I was lost and I was down,
And I may never be found,
Still I think I know I love you and that’s okay.
Hell I think I know I love you!
God I think I know I love you!
I think I know I love you and that’s okay.
Track Name: Two Happy Fools (And A Dog Gone Crazy)
Sometimes it’s hard to find the trees
When the forest is in your way
And the worst of it brings you to your knees,
'Cause your colors have run to gray.
I was blind for oh so long
Just looking for clues in the sun.
I was a sad old man with his hands in his pockets,
Waiting for my train to come.

But once I found you,
Like a Sunday morning, fill my cup with love.
How fine are you and I,
We're just two happy fools and a dog gone crazy.

I wear my blessings on my sleeve,
I can’t believe that I have you around.
You let me soar on up like the bluest moon,
You keep my feet flat here on the ground.

And since I’ve found you,
It’s a Wednesday evening, fill my cup with love
How fine are you and I,
We're just two happy fools and a dog-gone crazy.

It’s some kind of beautiful ride,
And it’s good to know, good to know
That you’ve got someone, got someone by your side.

And when the day is well and done,
And you've given it all you can give.
Meet me in the middle of my heart
There’s room for us both to live.

There I’ll find you,
And everyday you’ll fill my cup with love.
How fine are you and I,
We're just two happy fools and a dog gone crazy.
Track Name: Rita
When first I caught you Rita, I didn’t know too much.
All the boys on the concrete was talking about your chocolate touch.
But guess what, now I’ve seen ya, I finally got my nerve.
So come on, school me, Rita, check out my learning curve.

I wanna wear my sneakers out with you baby.
I wanna hide under the bleachers and shout with you honey.
Come on Groove on it, break with it Do what it takes to get
Move on it, shake with it. Do what it takes to get.
Out of your momma’s house tonight.

Aww, why you gotta play it so cool, Lo Se Quiera, for goodness' sake.
When all I want is a two step jiggie and a ciggie on your fire escape.
But while you’re walking the skids with all the cool kids
I’m sitting at home, dog with a bone
Just wishin' how maybe I could steal some time with you alone.

I wanna wear my sneakers out with you baby.
I wanna hide under the bleachers and shout with you honey.
Come on Groove on it, break with it. Do what it takes to get.
Move on it, shake with it. Do what it takes to get
Out of your momma’s house tonight.

Now we could be ookie cookies and cream, and I wouldn’t brag
Bout how we’d like to play the birds and bees inside a sleeping bag.
Cause you know that I’m still, for the most part Rita, unrehearsed… safety first.
But maybe you got the right voodoo that can break this curse.

I wanna wear my sneakers out with you baby.
I wanna hide under the bleachers and shout with you honey.
Come on Groove on it, break with it. Do what it takes to get.
Move on it, shake with it. Do what it takes to get
Out of your momma’s house tonight.
Track Name: The Resistance
In our little ship of fortune, luffing spirits free to roam
When you opened the bag of wind that forced our journey home

And I was bitter as tonic water, as sour as an orange
Cause I had wanted to push on farther, and thought we had some esprit de corps.

Then I caught something in your eyes, looking over my shoulder into the distance
For what knowledge you had found, as we were wayward bound was the resistance.

And the clouds eclipsed the sun
Here I thought we’d just begun

Well could you believe it, I couldn’t feel it, but it changed you just the same.
So you looked for the words to frame it, but nothing good came.

All my life, well, I’d believed that consolation comes to those with persistence
But the struggle and the doubt, that we couldn’t figure out was the resistance.
Track Name: She's Gonna Need A Ring
You think I’ve been living easy
Chasing all the Dixie dreams.
But it’s hard to make that train run
When you don’t push any steam

Sometimes I catch an uptown gig
Where I play society tunes
For little Debby Debutante
Who likes to slum a little too

Though I can’t send her roses or much of anything
That she don’t already have waiting.
And I can hear her old man laughing, I can hear him sing,
“Son if you marry my belle, she’s gonna need a ring.”

She gestures like an angel
With her Daddy’s Parliaments
I’m thinking how ‘m I gonna wrap that pretty finger
And keep up with the rent.

Yeah but still she gives me wanton eyes.
And even if it’s just to shack
I ain’t nobody’s delivery boy
So I ain’t looking back.

Cause I can’t send her roses or much of anything
That she don’t already have waiting.
And I can hear her old man laughing, I can hear him sing,
“Son if you marry my belle, she’s gonna need a ring.”