Made You This

by Pelicanopolis

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Our first 5 song e.p.

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released June 9, 2014

Recorded in the Spring of 2014 at Rm 260 Studios, Oakland
Produced by Vern McElroy and Pelicanopolis
Engineered by Vern McElroy
Mastered by Charles Stella
Album Artwork by Stephen Seche

Grateful: Oh Vernvernvernvernvernyvernyvern! We love Vern, Mike Pond for all the time off and early support, Alison Ross, Gail Seche, Bryan Hillebrant, Andrea and the Bad Sugar Daddies, the Sugar Highs, Emily Rock and Getiton Presents, Dean Tomihira, Butterfly Knives, Aimee Butler, Malcom McLaurin and the St. Dorothy's A & W group. Lenny Lyons, Sam for saying we sound like Mission of Burma, Sara Lombardo and Pepe Verde for early rabid fandom, Dominique Leslie, Dennis who gave me permission...

All lyrics by Gren Coffee
Music by Pelicanopolis

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Pelicanopolis Oakland, California

Pelicanopolis is:
Gren Coffee-Vox, Guitar, Uke, Cornet, Harmonium
John Dowdakin-Guitar, egg, humor
Tresca Behling-Bass, Quality Assurance
Paul Conte-Drums, percussion
Stephen Seche-Drums, percussion things, graphics.
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Track Name: JCRBN
Hey! Won't you come to the window! 
If you can get up... 
I'm soon to be passing by on a bike 
of my own devising 

The frame is made of stainless steel 
And several paper towel tubes 
The handlebars are acres wide 
The wheels are the past and future 

Hey! Put your sunglasses on and crack the front door! 
I'll leave a streak across your eyelids 
When you blink your eyes! 

'Cos you've been sobbing on your phone 
and crying for chemicals every day 
You're just waiting on your couch 
For love to come cart you away 
You're about to miss out on a sight 
Some people rarely get to see 

The frame is made from stainless steel 
and several paper towel tubes 
The handlebars are acres wide 
The wheels are the past and future 
The people stand on either side 
To cheer me on as I come through 
And every tulip in the State 
Is in my pannier just for you 

'Cos you've been sobbing on your phone 
and crying for chemicals every day 
You're just waiting on your couch 
For love to come cart you away 
You've reduced yourself to T.V. shows 
And bad proclivities 
You're about to miss out on a sight 
Most people rarely get to see! 

Jesus Christ riding a bicycle in the nude!
Track Name: Leaving Port Townsend
Now that you're gone, are you going to haunt me?
Walk into my dreams? Or are you going to guide me
Home through the forest, with someone to drive me
Everything shattered, all of my stories

About who we are and what we're doing
And what we think and what that means
In this direction the ferry is free
Lucky me.

Seattle Airporter, you pay as you get off
No change for my 20, and the driver just waves me on
Curbside check-in, no checked baggage

It's like going downhill this coming home
Borne on silver wings and talking to no-one.

I've got a notebook and a pen
I'll write it down all over again
Over Shasta and Mt. Lassen
Where are you now? Where were you then?
It should have meant something, the sight of you dying
We shouldn't be groping, we shouldn't be lying

about who we are and what we're doing
and what we think and why it matters
we all stood there, we watched you change
and we are still the same.
Track Name: 22 Cats to Fiji
You see, life is full of choices
And some of them are important

You think you know what you're here to do
Here's this one who cares for you
You're going to make her dreams come true

You think you get to drive the car
But you really couldn't be more far
From knowing where this all is going
You'll be sending

22 of your true loves
Feral cats to Fiji
Money's what your saving up and
Money makes it easy
To take them to a big airline and
Quarantine them 2 at a time and
Life is full of choices...

You've never met someone like her
You'll follow her to the ends of the earth
For whatever that's worth

And no-one had the heart to say
That all your dreams would fly away
Sleeping kitties in the cargo bay

22 of your true loves
Feral cats to Fiji
Money's what your saving up and
Money makes it easy
To take them to a big airline and
Quarantine them 2 at a time and
Life is full of choices...

A year since this all went down
They say you've limped back into town
And don't want to talk about it
Your heart is broken and your back is sore
We can rebuild you, but it will cost you much more
more than it costs to send

22 of your true loves
Feral cats to Fiji
Money's what your saving up and
Money makes it easy
To take them to a big airline and
Quarantine them 2 at a time
The astonished natives stand and blink
“Vinaka Bula for the cats, we think...” and
Life is full of choices
And some of them are important.
Track Name: In the Shaky Grass
I go to places that you never go
What does that say about me?
What does that say about you?
Been standing in the street to watch the sky
I think of things every minute that might not occur to you probably
Been cherishing things that you walk by
'Cos I'm a cherisher

I know a place by the ocean where the shaky grass grows
You've never been there
The wind makes it billow as I lie
Gonna sit and lay in the sun
Wait for the people to come
Wait for the people to come and say:

"We realize now that if you were annoying
I was because you were lonely and socially awkward
You have so much to share and it was hard to bear
And we didn't have time for it
But now we're coming to where you are
We missed your being around and wondered how you were doing.
And we will stay with you 'til we hear what you hear
In the shaky grass

"May we join you in your grassy place?
We brought a thermos of soup and some fruit and some crackers
Is this the place you meant at which we now consent
To sit and do nothing?
We see now what we failed to see before that
For you to be outside there has to be a door we can come through
It wasn't difficult for us to come to you
So that's what we decided to do."
Track Name: Two Weeks After
It seems that a bus was here by the
Tire tracks now washed out by the rain
It seems there was a party
It must have been insane

Now the Production crews have gone
Picking up paper plates out of your overgrown front lawn

'Cos it's two weeks after your extreme makeover
And the party's over, where do we go from here?

They tore your old life down and
Bought you one inclusive and complete
The tears of joy you shed are
Long since buried in the muddy street

A brand new kitchen full of flies
a brand new nose collapsing before your eyes

And it's two weeks after your extreme makeover
And the party's over, where do we go from here?

Shalalalalalalalalalala

Drink of this dispair and taste it well
The hole in the ceiling, thru which wisdom will repel

Two weeks after your extreme makeover
And the party's over, where do we go from here