Esperanto At The Pantheon, Incognito

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Esperanto at the Pantheon, Incognito
Written, Produced, Recorded & Mixed by Brodie Rush.

Engineers: Peter Buxton (The Map Room, Lawrence Kansas),
Jesse Anderson (Livingston Hollow, Arkansas) & Brodie Rush (The Air Station & Air Station Mobile, Kansas City, Ks.)

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released December 23, 2013

Recorded between 2000 - 2006

Be/Non: Brodie Rush, (Brainchild)

Auxiliary personnel: Jeff Harshbarger, Billy Brimblecom, Matt Moody, Zach Mosley, Jesse Anderson, Sumre Star, Peter Buxton, Jade Brown

Album art: Brodie Rush
Mastered by: Kliph Scurlock

Copyright 2013 Be/Non. All rights reserved.

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Over twenty years ago Brodie Rush started up a band called Be/Non. A band that has, over it’s long career, had more members than Spinal Tap. The only consistent member, songwriter and producer being Kansas City native, Brodie Rush. Be/Non still remains largely undiscovered.

Be/Non is proudly releasing its fifth record, Mystic Sunrise / Sunset Magic on Kansas City indie label Haymaker Records.
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Track Name: Do The Heat
Do The Heat
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

If she never really talked before
She sure could do it now
Monkey's being quarantined
Containing her meow
Ralphy's in the closet calculating his escape
On the phone he's making plans to easily escape

Down the street
The scalpels lying on the table
The doctor's sipping coffee while he reads the morning paper

Every night the kitty cat is clawing at my door
Keeping me awake just like she did the night before
Moaning every morning she do
I could get some sleep if it weren't for you... now

Do the heat
(It's just all the rage)
Do the heat
(it's just a phrase)

Nature calls the spirit of emotion
Birds and bees
So hand me the lotion

Monkey's got her fuzzy butt-a propped up straight in the air
Ralph has got his rocket flying here and everywhere

Ooh,
Down in the alley by the garbage can
Keeping his appointment for half past ten
Anesthesia to put him out
Down the street you can hear him shout

Do the heat
(It's just all the rage)
Do the heat
(it's just a phrase)

Do the heat
(It's just all the rage)
Do the heat
(it's just a phrase)

Nature calls the spirit of emotion
Birds and bees
So hand me the lotion

Nature calls the spirit of emotion
Birds and bees
So hand me the lotion
Track Name: Lucy
Lucy
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Australopithiseens paving the way
For billions of people
And starting a day
When people grew and grew into people
And maybe leaving a bone
That resembles a feature
By the delicate slope of your face

Lucy walks uncanny from the fleet
Beside the rest at their evolutionary peak
And we feel that it was always ever known
When sifting out the bone that's been embedded into stone

Don't let us find out
About the monkey mother
And her spawn became our grandma if you think about it
Track Name: Brapt
Brapt
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Lord let me tell you what a brapt is
Just maybe it's to cop a feel
(I don't know)
Or maybe baby does it mean you're sexy
Bondo ripe and apateaser.
Aah, could it be the time I was seduced
By the sparkle of your turning wheels
But only in the dark will you feel the shot
Of my love gun slipping into gear

I say
Lord won't you tell me what a brapt is baby
Cause I don't think momma I can wait
(Baby Jane)
You're never gonna rock until you sing about a car
Psychedelic rock n rollin mega superstar
Baby can you roll a joint?
If you gimme your papers.

Gimme your brapt
On the sidewalk goin' down
On a holiday
Shakin' your ass
Body breakin' on the ground

Oh lord I think I'm learnin' what a brapt is
I see you moving cross the killing floor
(Don't be gettin' hurt)
Captain Mike is searching for his sex patch
He can't wait until she overflows
Honey, darlin, baby you've got what I need
Give the ladies room to breathe

EVERYBODY CHILL!

It's gonna be one of those hot nights
Aah!

Gimme your brapt
On the sidewalk goin' down
On a holiday
Shakin' your ass
Body breakin' on the ground
Dance the night away
Gimme your brapt
While you're fuckin' on the ground
Do it everyday
Gimme your brapt
On the sidewalk goin' down
Track Name: Yoko's Alright
Yoko's Alright
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Senorita mamacita
(Hello)
She awaits beyond the dune
When I lost you touch me and I find my way
Yoko guide me to the valley

Scream,
Why wouldn't it prove
That you see all you do
And believe in togetherness.
Why can't I love to be loved
When Keoko is waving goodbye
Smoking Parliaments
Dragon, lady dragon
Is the big queen momma from between the visqueen

For the chance to drink your wine
Instead of the milk that I drink every time

Yoko's alright
Wouldn't you like to blessed by a glance from the bitch?
It takes the place
'Cause it's so much easier to blame
When it's love that you've got
Yoko's alright
How would you feel to be put in your place by the ignorant
Have you ever been hated?
'Cause you did what you want
No matter what you paid for it

Just a sea to rule with the charm of deliverance
Livin' like a queen
It's like a fairytale now that I've found my way
Yoko guide me to the shore

Senorita mamacita
(Goodbye)
Drinks a glass of sand
I was on my way to see my lover

For the chance to drink your wine
Instead of the milk that I drink every time

Yoko's alright
Wouldn't you eat all the fruit from the mulberry tree?
It's only fate
To be blessed by a kiss from the one
That speaks the ancient tongue
Yoko's alright
How will you feel to be punched in the face by the ignorant
Will you ever feel sane
Because you live how you want no matter what you pay for it?

Yoko's alright
Wouldn't you like to blessed by a glance from the bitch?
It takes the place
'Cause it's so much easier to blame
When it's love that you've got
Yoko's alright
How would you feel to be put in your place by the ignorant
Have you ever been hated?
'Cause you did what you want
No matter what you paid for it
Track Name: The Eyes
The Eyes
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Only eyes with very special vision
Can see the light for a very short time
The world is black
So I am god
Right side down and make it law

The dusk the dawn
It's in the air
Can you see it?
It's over there
Move the light and bring it through
Pass the infant astronaut

Creep around, creep around, creep around, creep around
Creep around, creep around, creep around, creep around

The heat the light
Stains my jaw
There ain't no new air at all
Your dream so right
So write it down
Find your keys in the lost and found
Track Name: The Current And The Rind
The Current And The Rind
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Bobby Sue came to play
The sprinklers on the lawn
Winky, winky
And we drank a bottle of Beam

Now what's the day today?
Now I forgot your name
Passing on a crowded subway car

What's time?
What will I do?
I've got to get to you
The strain and the stress
I've got to confess
Is going to get to you

Sleep
Work
Eat
Fuck
Live from day to day
The crowded streets are full of fog
The chemicals that we make
Track Name: Paul Stanley: In The Morning, Peter Criss: For Lunch, Ace Frehley: For Dinner, Gene Simmons: All Night Long
Paul Stanley: In The Morning, Peter Criss: For Lunch, Ace Frehley: For Dinner, Gene Simmons: All Night Long
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Paul Stanley's getting dressed up in the hallway
Ace got drunk and started feeling badly
Peter Criss is on his knees
Begging to be pleased
Gene is pumped and started taking polaroids of me
(Paul: "How you feelin?")

Legs are filling up my eyes
Bondage gear around my thighs
Spilled the pills and crystal meth
Smeared the makeup on the carpet

Neil Bogart drugs the girls out in the alley
Zero packed the pyros rather tightly
All the girls think Gene's a sleaze
Paul is just a tease
Ace is puking up cold gin
While Peter creams his jeans

Flames are lapping at my thighs
Kiss came home and stayed all night
Sniffed glue off some groupies breast
Did the blow right off the carpet

Paul Stanley in the morning
Peter Criss for lunch
Ace Frehley for dinner
Gene Simmons all night long

Paul Stanley in the morning
Peter Criss for lunch
Ace Frehley for dinner
Gene Simmons all night long

Paul Stanley in the morning
(Death I hear you calling)*
Peter Criss for lunch
(That likes getting high)
Ace Frehley for dinner
(You're sixteen)
Gene Simmons all night long

My body aches so bad
I'm feeling badly
I've showered but I still smell really nasty

Maybe I should tell them no
Kick them to the street
Clean up all this mess
And maybe even get some sleep

But when I open up my eyes
I don't care what I did last night
You know I never could resist
Fake blood dripping off the carpet

*Reference to Ed Hall from Glory Hole
Track Name: El Martin Bisi Barbacoa Tributo
El Martin Bisi Barbacoa Tributo
(Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Ellas son muy guapas
Do'nde son las muchachas
E'l es un amant'e
Vaquero del barrio

Me gusta estos chavos
Son chavos c'omicos

Que onda compa
Mucho respecto
Nuen trabajo
Buena suert'e en tu viaje
Track Name: Garlic
Garlic
(Brodie Rush/Ryan Johnson) copyright 2013

I'm starvin' to death
So you're a hero
The little kitty's breath
Will never starve to death
Babe... yeah

The other day my momma
Turned to me
She say
Get some meat onto those bones
I say
Great... yeah

You gotsta feed me
Lord you gotsta heal me
There ain't no nothin' like your lovin'
No way... yeah

Don't lie
Don't hesitate
You're getting older
The night is getting late

I got a cravin'
Oh, I want to eat it, yeah
The garlic's lookin' hot
The barbies in the box

I am gonna smell
Said, I'm gonna smell
I have got to smell
Gotta, gotta smell
Sweet spell

Spicy spice, so nice
I long to make it right
I'm gonna eat ya
Wanna feel you in me

Tasty treat
You make me wanna eat ya
When supper's over
Give me the receipt

I'm lickin' your breath
'Cause I'm a hero
The little kitty's head
Will never starve to death
Baby...

Punchline
Don't hesitate
You're getting older
The night has gotten late
Hey
Track Name: Perhaps Kids
Perhaps Kids
(Jason Freeman/Brodie Rush) copyright 2013

Broke down
You're a broken machine, uh
That's why
Your cars on blocks

Outside of the kitchen porch, uh
Go outside
If you wanna box
You might brake somethin'

At the high school laundry mat
I had my clothes on wrong
When I was young and a
In the Marines
I used to dance with the Viet-Cong
Like the Temptations

Oh what an embaressment
When you strap falls off on stage
That's one you can never come back from

What'll the kids in biology class gonna say about you tomorrow?