Prince of The Golden Horseshoe

by JonnyDebt

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1.
Where Have U BIN lyrics By Jonny Debt and Bryan Benn Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bIn Don't touch my Tonka truck - whatever the woman wants Red carpet girls I break in two -whatever the woman wants Little pebble from a pretty stone - whatever the woman Chubby babies like my shit kick boots - whatever the woman wants I waist my time for a broken heart Sometimes i get down under the sweet waterfall of love with U Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin It feels cold like lemonade - whatever the woman wants Your heavy your no heavy load - whatever the woman wants Tiger stripe boardwalk on call said - whatever the woman wants I wanna love something that loves me too - whatever the woman wants lord give me peace and rest sometimes i get high and right these sweet loving words to you Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Lord Give me Peace and rest Sometimes i get down under the sweet waterfall of love with u Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin Where have you bin
2.
Bronze (free) 03:23
Bronze Written By Jonny Debt Bronze, Bronze, Bronze, Bronze Sew my bed in bus brown funny set Bone china, king kong, pink sushi ya wrestle me Ya Wrestle me! All the girls in the movies All the girls in the movies All the girls in the winter movie matinee Bronze, Bronze, Bronze, Bronze Legs crawl my fantasy digs pirate flags zap bugs on a porch back magic rack light machine A magic rack light machine Wild mist Bombs people blow sell seeds pretty outlaw Here she is, god's gift for humanity A magic rack light machine! All the girls in the movies All the girls in the movies All the girls in the winter movie matinee Bronze, Bronze, Bronze, Bronze when ru gonna show up roll up front the star of all your friends I drive a car with so many broken windows an Irish song my mother sung me to bed Bronze, Bronze, Bronze, Bronze All the girls in the movies All the girls in the movies All the girls in the winter movie matinee
3.
Splash in The Sun lyrics By Jonny Debt Splash in the Sun ya i lost me Beads all that i think of return to sea lil seeds that grew so tall couldn't catch her when she started to fall She's my long legged lover she's sweet as tea I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me She likes the drive-in I'm scared of the dark Monsters find me there and i tear us apart I fought so brave with my sword and shield but there was to many no I could not heal at the Hamilton strip i get my dance free she's a long legged lover she's sweet as tea I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me she's my long lagged love she's sweet as tea at the Hamilton Strip I get my Dance for free I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me I gave her love and it seemed like me
4.
Sheena 2-4 03:16
Sheena 2-4 Written By Jonny Debt 
I'm not made for this place She took a line and ran away I wanna roll like a record machine Velvet coat and stolen dreams
 An outlaw from a fallen city 

 Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there I don't have fun if your not there 

 
Cause I'm not made for this place I followed you here to feel the chase 
Of a raw woman who bathes me down 
 You turned your back on me I ran for the city 
 True blue, the heat of vanilla, sandy shore my stomach lifted 
Through the first loop I'm lost in the moment
 Golden sheets, our bodies bare 

 Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there I don't have fun if your not there 

 lay me down in the road abandon me , you'll see I'll be fine

 Cause I'm not made for this place A Lesbian kiss then sliced my face 
She took a line then ran away Oh The clouds are blocking this perfect day 
And I don't know when she's coming back But She'll leave too soon I know this fact
 
I'm not made for this place I'm not made for this place 
I'm not made for this place left here alone to the crowd I face
 Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there Wont have fun if your not there I don't have fun if your not there 

 
Lay me down in the road, abandon me, you'll see I'll just die
5.
Canadian Boy 03:31
Canadian Boy written by Bryan Benn, Sid Lundy and Jonny debt I don't know where I’m going i got a joint I’m smoking I don't know where to go when i get home I feel the same every day I drink in Hess the games we play I piss the sink and wash my face I Turn away the slow decay I'm your Canadian boy I'm your Canadian boy I'm your Canadian boy ! ya i want some I don't know where I’m going i got a joint I’m smoking I don't know where to go when i get home Toss the fucking shovel in sids back yard Will take a break smoke and talk I’m really fucking tired but i cant stop I've got to make it better I'm your Canadian boy I'm your Canadian boy I'm your Canadian boy ! ya i want some I don't know where I’m going i got a joint I’m smoking I don't know where to go when i get home
6.
The Taurus 03:18
The Taurus Written By Jonny Debt Ride around on my biciclete ya i like to burn down real big bridges momma said to "be a bull fighter" And "u should do drugs" "They make u soft and mellow son" "They make u fall in love" I think i really want to die alone On the San Diego ferry in Cornado I walk through fire she sits and stairs She throws my challenge with a flip of hair Sometimes i dress so loud I feel alone in giant crowds We made love then she left town Now i burn those bridges down I think I really want to die alone the St. John ferry out in Labrador I walk through fire she sits and stairs She throws my challenge with a flip of hair We were happy then u were gone U took your Romper and your lil dog I don’t want to share you with the world Burn those bridges trap that girl I think i really want to die alone the Billy Bishop ferry in Toronto I walk through fire she sits and stairs, throws my challenge with a flip of hair I think i really want to die alone I think i really want to die alone I think i really want to die alone Burn those bridges trap that girl
7.
Dear Jenna Written By Jonny debt 
Just had a threesome and it sucked 
Now I miss you and I'm all fucked up 
I Feel alone here with my friends in this london dorm
 And those lazy sluts, didn't gag or choke Spit in my mouth or even split a smoke
 Darlin' Just like you always did Well I'm fucked up enough to say baby
 You're even more fucked up than me
 I'm not actually clingy, overly nice It's just my instincts to mislead you I like it free so let's be friends I love you little baby until the end U 
Know those other guys have nothing on me
 But I fucking hate when we don't have sex and I grab you late
 Your'e annoying and addicted to oxy cotton I still want you to read me those preacher comics
 And I'll treat you like a slut if you still want it 
 Remember you can run but you can't hide 

Momma don't tell me I don't know what love is 
Cause I felt it's grip when it threw me so high I could fly 
I'm not afraid to die now that I know what love is 
 And when I land in the ground I bet that bitch won't cry 
I'm headed down a lonely road When you left me honey you took my home
 And where it ends oh I just don't know 
Momma taught me love reading fairy tales 
 When daddy was losing he beat us to hell 
 And threw my gracy grandma down the stairs I learned to play the old strings on this guitar
 To run from love, I run too far 
 Now this song's the closest I get to you Every day I get older I lose some charm
 My credit's run out and I'm sick of bars
 Won't you please just take care of me
? Momma don't tell me I don't know what love is 
Cause I felt it's grip when it threw me so high I could fly 
I'm not afraid to die now that I know what love is 
 And when I land in the ground I bet that bitch won't cry I'm shocked to please, poetic dreams 
 You taught me to be real so I unravel the seems 
I sing for god but I think god's afraid of me I still pray to god down on my knees
 Please let me die and come back with a stronger man's dreams 
In a big bright brand new destiny Momma don't tell me I don't know what love is 
Cause I felt it's grip when it threw me so high I could fly 
I'm not afraid to die now that I know what love is 
 And when I land in the ground I bet that bitch won't cry
8.
Waitn on the Summer By Jonny Debt, Bryan Benn and Sid Lundy Tory screamed my name she called me Mr falcon Go real high where the angels float Find my body in an old wet moat It will rise and stink turn blue and sink Left my soul on stage i think Waitin on the summer - Momma come home Waitin on honey bee - Shine your Love on me I’m waitin on young street she gets off at three - Shatt-it-dat shat-di-dat dat-dat Tory screamed my name she called me Mr Falcon Tory screamed my name she called me Mr Falcon Headed straight for the furthest star Summer home in June on Mars Surf the wave of the Galaxy blast Oh The Earth will fold and turn to glass Waitin on the summer - Baby come home Waitin on honey bee - Shine your Love on me I’m waitin on young street she gets off at three - Shatt-it-dat shat-di-dat dat-dat Tory screamed my name she called me Mr Falcon Tory screamed my name she called me Mr Falcon Sit and drink on Jesus step Fade away on the day we met Plant a seed in the god of hand Oh The earth will grow be plagued by Man Waitin on the summer - Honey come home Waitin on honey bee - Shine your Love on me I’m waitin on young street she gets off at three - Shatt-it-dat shat-di-dat dat-dat Tory screamed my name she called me Mr Falcon Tory screamed my name she called me Mr Falcon Waitin on the Summer - Baby come home Waitin on the Summer - Momma come home Waitin on the Summer - Honey come home
9.
Twisted 03:35
Twisted
 Lyrics Written By Jonny Debt 


 I caught it Hollywood When I touched your wound like a good boy should
 To taste the musk coming from your rose You pissed on me through your pantyhose 
And scream my name just like I'm famous I took you harder than a stake through Jesus

 I'm twisted like liquorice darling But 
She wants me how I am Hollywood Boulevard, you're my star
 With your long black boots in the back of my car
 Yeah I'll lick your ass when I rip your dress 
I'm gonna grab your hair when you give me head You're bleeding gonna pull your plug
 Like Jesus supper, gonna drink your blood I'm twisted like liquorice darling but 
She wants me how I am You're twisted like liquorice honey But I love you how you are
 I'll touch you baby when I'm famous 
I'll come back here show you darling how I made it Then you try to give me what I need
 Ya I caught something contagious, I'm a new kind of breed 
If I took you to Hollywood I'd get the fuck out of here baby if I could 
You're just one wet baby left dead on the beach
 And if you're looking for Jesus, he's the way the hell out of reach
 Cause you're not a star but you live like one You're not a star, but you taste like one

 I'm twisted like liquorice darling but 
She wants me how I am You're twisted like liquorice honey But I love you how you are
 You're twisted like liquorice honey But I love you how you are I'm twisted like liquorice darling but 
She wants me how I am

10.
Your Mine 05:11
You're Mine

 Written By Jonny Debt You're sweet and so was Billy But you yelled at him for the way you feel Roped down by suburban city Gonna spread your wings on the road to hell 

 Spaces and light draw you to melody 
If you let it slide you can set it free 

 
Piece of god that's in his smile
 It Keeps you loose and keeps you weak
 On the back of my bike to Port Dover city A man who praises his talent doesn't need you to speak
 Oh mamma said hey little baby Dont you come home late
 Yeah, fuck this shit, Cause I'm moving to LA 
Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine On rainy days I dream of love 


Time to think now they cut the power
 Shouldn't have made those pictures a part of your fate
 Momma warned you daddy can't know 
 Oh you tried to phone Billy but the call was too late

 Oooh Christmas time, Didn't go too far All hocked up, in the back of my Rock and Roll Car 

 
Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine Your My High Your My High Your My High Your mine Oh there's just something about her 
Tell my Baby Ive gone to far 
Tell my Baby Ive gone to far 
Tell my Baby Ive gone to far 
Tell my Baby Ive gone to far Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine Your My High Your My High Your My High Your mine 
Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine Your Mine 


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Description for “Prince of the Golden Horseshoe”

"With my new album "Prince of the Golden Horseshoe" the whole objective was to capture the live energy and core of the song. We didn't listen to playbacks or overdub the tracks to death. We only stopped when everyone in room felt like we were able to bottle the energy. This natural way of capturing a performance helped me jettison my perfectionist tendencies and expose the real life of the music. “

Praise for live performances and the new album.

“One of the more diverse projects I’ve heard in months is Canadian up-comer Jonny Debt’s fantastic 11-track album, combining folk, country, hard alternative and punk into a surprisingly cohesive mix.”

“Jonny’s vocals have to be versatile to keep up with the superb backdrops, and they don’t disappoint, with funny, lighthearted deliveries alongside more sombre, thoughtful performances, facets that extend to the ever-catchy songwriting too (tracks 6 and 7 couldn’t represent this dichotomy any better). ”

'“Bronze' is a rock gem with mighty chunks of riff wedged between swaggering vocals, slightly nodding to Mark E Smith over there in the corner. Vintage, grimy, a bit crusty around the edges, it's taken from autobiographical debut album 'Prince of the Golden Horseshoe'.”

credits

released January 1, 2013

Jonny Debt Writter/Guitar/Vocals
Bryan Jangles Co-Writter/Guitar
SId Lundy Drums/Co-Writter/Backing VOcals
Chris Chiarcos Bass
Steve Bigas Producer
Dan Weston master-er
Marcone Engineer

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