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Recorded live in Melbourne, Feb. 2014

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released February 21, 2014

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Accidental Bedfellows Melbourne, Australia

Accidental Bedfellows are an indie folk duo from Melbourne, Australia, featuring the rich poetic songs of Brendan Bonsack and lush vocals of Chrissy Misso.

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Track Name: We Were Never Naked (live)
Those who were just standing
Were thought to be insane
By those who could hear the music and were dancing
And those under the floor
With broomsticks in their fists
Were thought to lack a little understanding

With strings and metals
And the flesh of the tree
The tinkerers are still searching
For the sounds in their dreams

We were never naked
Til we invented clothes
Then we had to find the music in our shoes
We were never naked
Til we invented clothes
Then we had to find the music in our shoes

Those that slipped off their shoes
And held them to their ears
Were thought to be insane
By the dancers
And those with a wall at their back
Dreaming of laces and leather
Would one day be kings
With the invention of things
That caged all the music forever

With strings and metals
And the flesh of the tree
The tinkerers are still searching
For the sounds in their dreams

We were never naked
Til we invented clothes
Then we had to find the music in our shoes
We were never naked
Til we invented clothes
Then we had to find the music in our shoes
Track Name: Invention (live)
I've been waking very early and with urgent despatch
You can feel so very brittle till there's a house upon your back
My feet have gotten harder, though they never touch the ground
I hold memory in my hand but I don't know what to do
With all the things that I remember now

And you know you've invented the wheel
When you feel that you've been rolled
And you know you've discovered money
When you feel that you've been sold
And just what is that dripping sound that follows me around?

I've been sleeping very lately as insects tap against the light
I'm everybody's creature of habit and of choice,
A creature of the day and the night
Grandma, I'm eating all my veges, at least that's what I think they are
They've got meds for the fire in my belly and pills for the aching in my heart

And you know you've invented matches
When you feel that you've been burned
And you know you've discovered money
When your body has to be earned
And just what is that dripping sound
That follows me around?

And you know you've invented the gods
When you finally predict the rain
And you know you've discovered money
When you need to predict it again
And just what is that dripping sound
That always follows me around?
Track Name: Weeds (live)
Sort me like a letter
Penned in such a rush
Of passion and abandon
And marked return to sender
And in limbo

She was not inclined
To wash away the dirt
She liked its weight upon her skin
Her own piece of the earth

She said I don't do sex
And I don't do conversation
When you come to see me
Leave your body at the door
A human's such a brittle thing
I don't know what I did
In a past life to be one

Well she wants to be the only song
You've ever ever sung
All those words like bees
On your tongue
Dangerous, unsung

And our love is like a collar
Let us slip it from the neck
Of this creature and then banish it
And see what happens next

She said I don't do sex
And I don't do conversation
When you come to see me
Leave your body at the door
A human's such a brittle thing
I don't know what I did
In a past life to be one

And they say that love is falling
But I never fell in love
I was stone cold still
And it just tangled round me
And everybody told me it was weeds
But I guess that was enough

They say that love is falling
But I never fell in love
I was stone cold still
And it just tangled round me
And everybody told me it was weeds

So sort me like a letter
Penned in such a rush
Of passion and abandon
And mark return to sender
And in limbo
Track Name: Grandma (live)
I measure out her sugar, a little extra for the spoon
Here's another Wednesday and I'm a stranger in the room
Plastic roses drinking wandering shadows of the water
That worm their ways beneath the frame of a man froze in laughter

Grandma was alive in 1955, with whiskey
Boys and cigarettes and her skirt above her thighs
Needle in the groove in those rock 'n roll rooms
Of smoke and perspiration, cry –
Ooooh, sweetheart, it's 1955
Spin me like a record, honey, and say we'll never die
We're never gonna die, no we're never gonna die

In twilight days at the edge of the bed,
She would watch her husband carefully undress
His penis just there like an estranged relative
And she would feel the very smallness of the room
There would be no fire in his leaving
No broken plates, no slamming doors
No other woman to despise or to envy
She would just find him on the floor

Grandma was alive in 1955
Every day above her lover's bed a king stood crucified
Her mother in her head like a cat whines at the door
You will learn, my daughter, sigh –
Oooh, sweetheart, it's 1955
I came with just a suitcase just to see that you survived,
Just to see that you survived
Just to see that you survived

Grandma was alive in 1955, with whiskey,
Boys and cigarettes and her skirt above her thighs
Needle in the groove in those rock 'n roll rooms
Of smoke and perspiration, cry –
Ooooh, sweetheart, it's 1955
Spin me like a record, honey, and say we'll never die
We're never gonna die, no we're never gonna die
Track Name: Here it Is (live)
Here is a table and here is a chair
Here is a head to hold up your hair
Here is a pencil and here is a sword
Which do you use to get what you want?
Here are two string hands

Here is an angel to dance on your sill
She says that she'll fall if your thoughts are she will
You've five days to catch her and two days to wish
That you just couldn't see her
But you keep making lists
And she's on every one.

Here it is - here it is -
Smoke in your fingernails, name in a tree
Shards of green grass on the back of your neck
Saying yes please - please, yes please
Here it is - here it is.

Here are your fingers with their fine loops of string,
Delicate nooses for memories of things
See how they multiply and savagely twist
Upwards to rub and to scratch at your wrists
While binding your thumbs

Here it is - here it is -
Smoke in your fingernails, name in a tree
Shards of green grass on the back of your neck
Saying yes please - please, yes please
Here it is - here it is.
Track Name: Last Exit (live)
I'm holding my breath
Just to see how it feels
To be all rushing from me
To be cracking the seals

There is some kind of poem
In the laundry machines
Press your ear to these thin hotel walls
And you'll see what I mean

There's a picture in your fingers
Intersecting with mine
A church with no steeple
And all the folk trapped inside

So, here we are, you beautiful man
Two specs on a map where no places have names
I'll tell you my secret in a room with no sound
When the last exit to morning comes around...
when the last exit to morning comes around

I'm counting my toes
Roadsigns brushing my feet
Your laconic repose
Palmed in a sun-dappled seat

I'm tracing the steps
We may well never make
My body is a stranger I meet every night
Before you've found the time to awake

So, here we are, you beautiful man
Two specs on a map where no places have names
I'll tell you my secret in a room with no sound
When the last exit to morning comes around...
when the last exit to morning comes around

There will be a crash, babe
And it will make some noise
But for now here we lie
Oh, so wonderfully poised

So, here we are, you beautiful man
Two specs on a map where no places have names
I'll tell you my secret in a room with no sound
When the last exit to morning comes around...
when the last exit to morning comes around