The Bush Willie

by Limpid Green

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A colorful collection of fairy stories, nursery rhymes and lullabyes. We bring familiar and unfamiliar poems of old to life, not necessarily as they were intended. Best experienced gaplessly.

This album features the vocal talents of people we've never met:
Adrian Praetzellis
Squid Varilekova
Allyson Hester
Ruth Golding
Graham Redman
Laurie Anne Walden

In the spirit of Syd Barret's Pink Floyd, and his songs such as Mathilda Mother, Flaming and The Scarecrow, and his "Irregular head", Limpid Green presents "The Bush Willie".

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released 27 December 2013

...This little pig killed a crow
This little pig had but one eye
This little pig had roast beehive
This little pig had The Bush Willie...

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Limpid Green Minneapolis, Minnesota

Our music always starts as impromptu sketches. Sometimes we embellish them by mixing and matching clips or by adding found- sounds. Lyrical content comes from out-of-context dialog of many diverse sources.

Greg Mathieson
guitars, synths, bass, electronics, devices, mixing, post-production

Bernard Olson
drums & percussives, synths, electronics, mixing
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Track Name: The Owl and the Pussycat
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five pound note
The Owl looked up to the stars above
And sang to a small guitar
‘O lovely Pussy O Pussy my love
What a beautiful Pussy you are
You are, You are
What a beautiful Pussy you are’

Pussy said to the Owl,

‘You elegant fowl
How charmingly sweet you sing
O let us be married! too long we have tarried
But what shall we do for a ring?’
They sailed away, for a year and a day
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose
His nose, His nose
With a ring at the end of his nose

‘Are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?’ Said the Piggy, ‘I will’
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill
They dined on mince, and slices of quince
Which they ate with a runcible spoon
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand
They danced by the light of the moon

The moon, The moon

They danced by the light of the moon
Track Name: Lady Button Eyes Pt. 1
When upon the haunted green
Fairies dance around their queen
Then from yonder misty skies
Cometh Lady Button-Eyes
Cometh like a fleeting ghost
From some distant eerie coast;
Where my weary wee one lies
Cometh Lady Button-Eyes
Track Name: Rockabye Lady From Hushabye Street
The Rock-a-Bye Lady from Hushabye street
The poppies they hang from her head to her feet
And each hath a dream that is tiny and fleet
She bringeth her poppies to you, my sweet
When she findeth you sleeping

There is one little dream of a beautiful drum
There is one little dream of a big sugar-plum
And lo! thick and fast the other dreams come

Of popguns that bang, and tin tops that hum And a trumpet that bloweth
And dollies peep out of those wee little dreams
With laughter and singing;

This little pig killed a crow
This little pig had but one eye
This little pig had roast beehive
This little pig had The Bush Willie

This little pig went to the brook
And saw a little duck
And shot it right through the head head head

And boats go a-floating on silvery streams
And the stars peek-a-boo
With their own misty gleams
And up, up, and up, where the
Mother Moon beams
The fairies go winging

Would you dream all these dreams that are tiny and fleet? They’ll come to you, sleeping

So shut the two eyes that are weary, my sweet
For the Rock-a-By Lady from Hushabye street
With poppies that hang from her head to her feet

Comes stealing; comes creeping

All aboard for Shuteye Town…
Track Name: The Shut-Eye Train
Come, my little one, with me
There are wondrous sights to see
As the evening shadows fall;
Heavy are your eyes, my sweet
Weary are your little feet

Don’t detain The Shut-Eye train

See unfold delights untold
And in those mysterious places
We shall see beloved faces
And beloved voices hear
In the grace of Shut-Eye Town

Over hill and over plain
Soon will speed the Shut-Eye train
Through the blue where bloom the stars
And the Mother Moon looks down
We’ll away to land of Fay
Oh, the sights that we shall see there
Come, my little one, with me there
‘Tis a goodly train of cars
All aboard for Shut-Eye Town

Swifter than a wild bird’s flight
Through the realms of fleecy light
We shall speed and speed away
Let the Night in envy frown
What care we how wroth she be!
To the Balow-land above us
To the Balow-folk who love us
Let us hasten while we may

All aboard for Shut-Eye Town

Shut-Eye Town is passing fair
Golden dreams await us there
We shall dream those dreams, my dear
Till the Mother Moon goes down
Track Name: It's Not Going to Happen Again
Words by Rupert Brooke
Voiced by Graham Redman

Heaven of Joy - Hell of Pain

It’s the very first word that poor Juliet heard
From her Romeo over the Styx
And the Roman will tell Cleopatra in hell
When she starts her immortal old tricks

I have risen to the uttermost Heaven of Joy
I have sunk to the sheer Hell of Pain

But it’s not going to happen again, my boy
It’s not going to happen again

Pain of Joy… my boy
Track Name: Lady Button Eyes Pt. 2
Through the murk and mist and gloam
To our quiet, cozy home
In the depth of yonder skies
Cometh Lady Button-Eyes

Never footfall can you hear
As that spirit fareth near
In such soothing, tender wise
Cometh Lady Button-Eyes
Track Name: Eight Day Clock
How often I’ve sustained a shock
Since I have owned my eight-day clock
At first, I wound it once a week
(Bless me! how the key did creak!)
And then I pondered, “Where ‘s the need?
The thing would go at even speed
A whole day longer, if neglected;
And I, for one, can’t be expected
To wind and wind on every Sunday
A clock that ‘s bound to run till Monday
And yet each week to add a day
And recollect, is not my way

And this it is that bothers me
My clock and I do not agree
Suppose you buy an eight-day clock
And add it to your household stock
And wind it every week, we’ll say
Letting go that extra day
How many times (to be quite clear)
Must it be wound within the year?
And on the other hand suppose
You let it run till toward its close

And so, on each eighth day, delight
In winding it with gentle might
And never miss the task ‘tis clear
You’ll wind it fewer times a year
But just how many times, you see
May best be told by you, not me
Track Name: The Dinkybird
In an ocean, ‘way out yonder
(As all sapient people know)
Is the land of Wonder-Wander
Whither children love to go
It’s their playing, romping, swinging
That give great joy to me
While the Dinkey-Bird goes singing
In the amfalula tree
 
There the gum-drops grow like cherries
And taffy’s thick as peas
Caramels you pick like berries
When, and where, and how you please

Big red sugar-plums are clinging
To the cliffs beside that sea
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree
So when children shout and scamper
And make merry all the day
When there’s naught to put a damper
To the ardor of their play

There the gum-drops grow like cherries
And taffy’s thick as peas
Caramels you pick like berries
When, and where, and how you please

When I hear their laughter ringing
Then I’m sure as sure can be
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree
For the Dinkey-Bird’s bravuras
And staccatos are so sweet
His roulades, appoggiaturas
And robustos so complete

That the youth of every nation
Be they near or far away
Have especial delectation
In that gladsome roundelay

There the gum-drops grow like cherries
And taffy’s thick as peas
Caramels you pick like berries
When, and where, and how you please

An echo cometh bringing
The news to all and me
That the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree
I’m sure you like to go there
To see your feathered friend
And so many goodies grow there
You would like to comprehend

Speed, little dreams, your winging
To that land across the sea
Where the Dinkey-Bird is singing
In the amfalula tree
Track Name: The Peeper
Brow Bender Eye Peeper
Nose Smeller Mouth Eater
Chin Chopper
Knock at the door, peep in

Eye Winker Tom Tinker
Nose Smeller Mouth Eater
Chin Chopper Chin Chopper
Lift up the latch, walk in

Brow Bender Eye Peeper
Nose Smeller Mouth Eater
Chin Chopper Chin Chopper Chin Chopper Chin
Lift up the latch, peep in

Mouth Eater Tom Tinker
Nose Smeller Eye Winker
Chin Chopper Chin Chopper Chopper Chopper Chin
Knock at the door, walk in

Pat it, kiss it, stroke it, bless it
Track Name: A Man in Our Town
There was a man in our town
And he was wond’rous wise
There was a man in our town

He jumped into a bramble-bush
jumped into a bramble-bush

And scratch’d out both his eyes
There was a man in our town

And when he saw his eyes were out
With all his might and main
And when he saw his eyes were out

He jump’d into another bush
Jump’d into another bush

And scratch’d them in again
There was a man in our town
Track Name: Lady Button Eyes Pt. 3
\Never whisper, never word
From that shadow-queen is heard
In ethereal raiment dight
From the realm of fay and sprite

Layeth she her hands upon
My dear weary little one
Then she smooths the eyelids down
Over those two eyes of brown

Dearest

Feel upon your brow
That caressing magic now
For the crickets in the glen
Chirp and chirp and chirp again

Hush, my sweet

From yonder misty skies
Cometh Lady Button-Eyes
Track Name: Blackbird Pie Lullabye
Sing a song of sixpence
A pocket full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing
Wasn’t that a dainty dish
To set before the king

The king was in the counting house
Counting out his money
The queen was in the parlour
Eating bread and honey
The maid was in the garden
Hanging out the clothes
When up came a blackbird
And nipped off her nose

~meanwhile~

This is the farmer selling his corn
That catched the cock that crowed in the morn
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog
That worried the cat
That killed the rat
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built

Thy father watches the sheep
Thy mother is shaking the dreamland tree
And down falls a little dream on thee
Sleep, baby, sleep

The large stars are the sheep
The wee stars are the lambs, I guess
The fair moon is the shepherdess
Sleep, baby, sleep

Hushabye baby on the treetop…
Track Name: Amen
It is over
What is over?

Nay, how much is over truly?
Harvest days we toil to sow for
Now the sheaves are gathered newly
Now the wheat is garnered duly
        
It is finished
What is finished?

Much is finished known or unknown
Lives are finished; time diminished
Was the fallow field left unsown?
Will these buds be always unblown?
        
It suffices
What suffices?

All suffices reckoned rightly
Spring shall bloom where now the ice is
Roses make the bramble sightly
And the quickening sun shine brightly
And the latter wind blow lightly
And my garden teem with spices

Amen