The Pull​-​Tab Can (Remastered)

by Sean Jones, Cajun

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released February 5, 2017

Written, Performed, Mixed, and Mastered by Sean Jones at Blue Plaid studios. Charlotte, NC

Special thanks to: my stratocaster.

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Sean Jones, Cajun Charlotte, North Carolina

I'm just a guy that enjoys making music that pushes my boundaries. Hopefully it pushes yours too.

For the love of god, don't take me seriously

I expect fame, fortune, and, most of all, female consorts.

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Track Name: Thumb and Index
I've never seen one like yours before
I'd like to know whats between your teeth

I never seen none like those before
But I never been cool

It's not the kind of thing you get right on the first time
But man, if you do
You're cool

Hey little girl, I know the thing
I seen a boy with a diamond ring

I'm the kind of bum that would follow any crumb
I'll do anything just to get at your face

I'm the kinda guy that would do a lot tonight
even if it made you cry

Hey little girl, I know the thing
I seen a boy with a diamond ring

Tell him what you want
He'll never be, he'll never be true
Tell me what you want
I'll never be, I'll never be you

Come to my house, and sit in the corner
Sit there with glass in hand

Hey little girl, whats your name
Have I ever showed you my pretty cane
Have I ever showed you my pretty cane...
Have I ever showed you Novocaine

There's something melancholic about
Never feeling that again
There's something melancholic about
Never being

So remember well

Hey little girl, I know the thing
I seen a boy with a diamond ring

Hey little girl, I know the thing
I seen a boy with a diamond ring
Track Name: Kadie
Funny what a little sleep can do for you
I wouldn't know
You must have been losing some too
To fall for the lines I sold

It's a beautiful world, its a beautiful life right in your hands
I would know 'cause I'm watching from the stands

You could do better
But I could do worse
There's little to change
that a moment of heartbreak could mean me in a body-bag
Or in a hearse

It's a little more complex than coping
but [we'll go]
Out for beers
A toast
Or Cheers
For better or worse

And

Thank god I can [I can] get it
Up again
Thank god I can [I can] get it
Up again
Thank god I can [I can] get it
Up again
Thank god I can [I can] get it
Up again

There's something wrong
With a case if
If I don't succeed?

Maybe there is
But I have not found what
It feels like it's just me

Tough to deal with the questions of need and sanity

Hope

And I'm afraid
Afraid that there might be
Nothing left to save
I could go
Out of me and into you
But I don't know
Anything anymore

I don't need to
Have anything
But you

And I don't need dope
I just
Need you

I don't need to
Have anything
But you

I don't need to
Have anything
But you

You can do anything with love
Poppy flowers, counting hours
all show us love

You must be a saint just to deal with me and my bullshit
I know everything will turn just out right 'cause I got you


I don't need to
Have anything
But you

Life just got exciting again
I don't know if I'll ever need heroin

And
I thought
About
You fucking
Tyler

You fucking whore
I'll take my shot
Betrayer of all I worked toward

I wanted to disappoint you
But nothing could have made you care
I wanted to make the great life
But you left all that in the air

You make everything else look so miserable
You make everything else look so miserable
You make everything else look so miserable

This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
This next shot's for you
Track Name: New Moon
Hey you
Could you be troubled to
Give my dear a kind kiss
By surprise?

I knew you would

I promised to do my best, and try
Now I'm eating those words of mine
The shelves are falling through the floor
As the hangman kicks down my door
Too many buttons have scared them away
The algorithm of bleak faux-destiny
Rinse, and repeat, coping memory machine
Ctrl+Alt+Delete, run.exe
Tell me now, where the fuck have you been?
Well I've just been drinking with him
Point dramatically to the scene of the sin
Well nothing's there, I guess you win

Get fucked

You
are
no-
thing
more
than
just
a little
piece
of
my
head
that I
wish I
could
for
get

And I
Have been waiting
For a long long time
Just to find
The exact
Opposite of you
And I know
That you would like it too
I know how to do

And in your dreams
There's a wake up call every day
Something buried
Something blue
Something to terrify you
In memorandum
To a live half full
As an Iceberg pierces your fucking hull

There's something that I always wondered
How you get along with yourself
You're just so...
Disagreeable
I don't understand the way you live

It's the saddest treat to be the beast of the burden, of the ball

Luck-y
You'll
Be
New
With
The
New
Moon
You'll
Be
Re-

And that necklace tattooed on you
I want a little bit of that on me
Is that too much to ask?
Is that too much to ask?

Wel-
Come
To
Show-
Biz
My
Dar-ling
You'll
Ne-
Ver
Leave
This-place
Just-like
Me
And
I
Know
This
Is-Some-
Thing
You
Want
To
Be
A-part
Of
But
This is not something that you just do
This is not something that you just do
This is not some-

And that necklace tattooed on you
I want a little bit of that to me

-come
To
Show-
Biz
My-dar-
Ling

Something buried
Something blue
Something buried
Something blue
Something buried
Something blue
Something buried
Something blue
Something buried
Something blue
Track Name: Backside of a []
Never woulda thought

Never woulda thought that I'd own you
Never woulda thought that I'd own you
Never woulda thought

You
Never woulda
You
Never woulda thought i'd
Give
Bite the bullet
Huh?
Me a bitter clapper?

You
Never woulda
You
Never woulda thought I'd
She
Shouldna wouldna
He
Couldna done it to you

Never woulda thought
Never woulda thought he'd rape you
Never woulda thought
Never woulda thought he'd rape you
Never woulda thought
Never woulda thought he'd rape you
Never woulda thought
Never woulda thought he'd rape you

I'm
Just a stand-in guy
To
Fill the blank of him
Stock
Stockholm Syndrome
Bleak
Minda attaching to me

I'm just a stocking stuffer for you

Sunglasses could never hide you
Sunglasses could never hide you
Sunglasses could never hide you
Sunglasses could never hide you

You look like a pre-
tty face to me

You look like
trash on a beach
to
get picked
up
and put back
to-
gether a-
gain
Like
a
Puzzle
in
I-
talian
pi-
zza
parlor
floor
where
you
were
born
Screamin' cryin
'Cause dad was yellin
And mom was tryin'

Far, high

High, high, higher, high, high, high, high, higher

Coulda'
told you

Today I watched the birds fall from trees
I crawled out to them on hands and knees to see
A little piece of me
And teach them to be
A little bit more pretty
What they could never be
You see,

In haste they ran back to the sea
It was written in prophetic creed
That in a fit of anger
I'd cut them
At the knees and watch them bare their teeth like disabled vultures circling bodies

You
Never woulda'
You
Never woulda' thought I'd

Never woulda' thought
Never woulda' thought that I'd

Just close your eyes
Just close your eyes

Can't get away
Pretend to sleep

Just close your eyes
Bite the fucking pillow

Just close your eyes
Pretend to sleep tonight
Track Name: The Imperative
And
In your dreams
I am not just another man
Like I should be

When
Oh when
Did I become a savior?

Did I
Do something that made you think that I don't have my own best interest in mind, not yours

Ole!

So you've decided to become a believer
How fitting that I be overtaken by a god

Its a trap
Its a field
Its something that is quite weird to you, my dear
and I know you will do as you're told

Couldn't see your face in this light
Does it even exist?
I don't think so
I need to be sure

Does this make you better in some way?
I don't think it does much for you
You could paint your nails a different way
If you think that's what will impress me

What do you look like under your thinly-veiled preconceived notions of beauty?

Something?
Probably nothing

Better quiet down
Brain's on the fritz again

Someone's watching
Never show your own pain

Take up the burdensome crown
Bare it like a king in his castle
Never put it down

I will burn
I will burn as beneath you
I will burn
I will burn as beneath you

Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
FUN FUN FUN FUN

Lest the foundation beneath you crumble and fall

Celestial beings could watch my actions and pronounce them right, but I'd still be wrong

I'm still just as afraid
I'm still just as afraid
I'm still just as afraid
I'm still just as afraid

But I'm still in charge tonight
I'm the one callin' the shots
So take your top off
And that's just a start
Why do you still do as I tell you?
My hollow compensation cannot bring you so much pleasure
Do you still think that I am the one even after its been so long?

It doesn't matter who feels which way about anything.
I don't fucking care
Remorse is a fabrication, a false idol for those who ca't accept their own guilt
I can

What do you look like under your thinly-veiled preconceived notions of love

Its a trap
Its a field
Its something that is quite real to you my dear
And I know you'll do as you're told
And what if I were to be the one to tell you that you're just another girl to everyone you've ever loved.

Lets get
Lets get stoned
Lets get
Lets get stoned, and naked
Track Name: Urgent Magenta
If I could look out and see whats out there
A lot of you

Impasse
Resist
The Urge

Fuck
Things
Fuck
Things
Fuck
Fuck
Fu-up

I'm not
Not that good a' man
To be
A divine fragment

I miss all the things I used to be
Selfish domicide of my self-worth and self
Pride

But not for that long
Abstract fears
Bring no new years

Confidence is built and broken
In finite lives

We're forced
To be
We're forced
To be

Urgent
Urgenta
Urgenta
Urgenta
Urgenta
Magenta
Magenta

Lest I fail to make the meaningless
Meaningful

There's no words
There are no words
There's no such words for
There are no such words for

Opiate of the masses
Opiate of the masses
Opiate of the masses
Opiate of the masses
Opiate of the Ma-
Sess

I miss falling for chemical release
Release
Release
Release
Release

I miss that thumb and index feel'n
Snap off
Snap off
Snap off
Snap off

I miss feeling alive a-new

There's something
In your hair
Couldn't say what
it was

There's something
In your bed

Dreams can only go so far
To quiet my mouth
Thank god I'm not that far south

If I look to see
Your face in black and blue
A lot of your

Impasse
Resist
The Urge

Wrong
Feels
Wrong
Feels
Wrong
Feels Right

And so the court finds the defendant to be guilty of immorality against the man in the sky

Live a
Life of self-doubt
Every
Every thought human

Wasting away
At the top of the food chain
Wasting away
Every day spent in vain
Wasting away
Wasting away

Some beautiful moments
Can be spent alone

I hope that I haunt your dreams every night of every day
Mine are devoid, devoid of you

It
It alone
It
It alone
It all alone

It
It alone
It
It alone
It all alone in this place


I miss falling for chemical release
Release
Release
Release
Release

I miss that thumb and index feel'n
There's something
Snap off
In your hair
Snap off
Couldn't say what
Snap off
It was
Snap off

I miss feeling alive a-new

There's something in your bed
There's something in your bed
There's something in your bed
There's something
There's something
There's
Track Name: Turkey Baster
Could you give it something?
Could you give it more?
Could you give the existential threats something to live for?
I could give 'em more than they ever could hope for

But they're lurking
Behind your head
They're lurking in the shadows right behind your bed
They're watching
They're waiting

I am just a man.
Who are you?

A face on a rock?

Come o'er to me
Please, just breathe out
I'm unarmed
Aside from this
Lonely
Turkey
Baster
In the name of science
Just throw me a bone
I can help you feel full
To be the thing that you want
To be what the world has taught you

Though I'd wish for something more
Than this
And that

Running
Running
Running
Away
From it
All

Away in a manger
Running away

There's always more hope
There's always more hope
There's always more
There's always more

Too bad I didn't capitalize on that valuable state called youth
It's gone now
Along with the rest of the things that I called "me"

But does that mean The flamingo dove tail dance will get me far
to get far
to get
to get far
to get
to get far
to get
to get far

But does that mean I'll seal the deal with a god to get far
to get far
to get
to get far
to get
to get far
to get
to get far

I feel as if

There's no comma
There's no comma
There's no comma
There's no comma
Separation

Its on
Its on
Its on
[my head]

Its on my head
Its on my head
Its on my head

I'm leavin' before the storm hits tonight
I'm leavin' before the storm lights your fire
I'm leavin' before the storm hits tonight

Don't even yell out my name
Don't like to hear it
In context

Don't even yell out my name
I don't like to hear it
In context

It means nothing anymore
It means nothing anymore
It means nothing anymore
It means nothing anymore

Where do you think it's gonna go?
Don't know

Into the trees or down below
For sure

Through the seams or in the throes
I don't know

Designer jeans, and cat-scratch nose
Too slow

In too deep, and comatose
Can't say for sure

Just let him sleep, 'cause lord only knows.
Track Name: Dying too Fast
Its not you
But it sure aint me

I wouldn't expect anything more from me
Than a series
Of increasingly
More confusing
Metaphorical
Diversion tactics
And outright lies

Love for nothing more
Shoot straighter than before
Try your best to catch the greased pig
It knows you're chasing just to eat it

Come on, son
You almost had it that time
Give it another shot
and you just might be decent in god's eyes
Truth is
I don't care to know
What it is you think
And what it is you do
You don't answer to me but the minister

Just wait for the heavenly home

I'll do my best to cast doubt on your faulty system of beliefs
I know better because I spent a few years in seminary
Better watch out 'cause I'll come screamin' out into the woods after you
'Cause you strayed too far from the path I set out for you two
You kids and your disgusting sexuality born of crude desire
Let me pray for you so you can stay out of the lake of fire

I remember that purple and yellow pick-nick bench
Polka dots spattered all over it makes it impossible to forget

Magenta toes crushing the pine cones underneath our feet
That's what death looks like to me.
I'm not sure if that's hard to see

But
That's all I've got
To think about
That's all I've got
To think about
That's all I've got
To think about
That's all I've got
To think about
That's all I've got

I know that you remember
That place behind the trees
Where we used to go
That fence hid everything

Its true that

If the sound breaks your bones
You'll come around
It hums
And Moans
Live
In sight
It's still red
Turn on a dime
See a face
Saved by grace
Burned by mercy
Ivory
White leg
Pursuit
Perfection
Perception
Green light
Reaching

This is better than
This is better than
Whatever it could have been
This is better than
This is better than
Whatever it could have been
Whatever it could have been then

I won't pretend to not be disappointed
You done wrong by me and my name
My house is not yours anymore

Get out

In the name of the father and the son...

Do you feel its building to nothing?

...Our lord and savior

Amen
Track Name: The Pull-Tab Can
Hey, man, what's that look on your face?
Hey, man, you're a disgrace

Oh shit. I fucked up. Just keep it rolling

Hey, girl, lets take a look at you
Hey, girl, you're real cute
Hey, girl, tits and butt to boot

Oh shit you're hot
Too bad I'm not

I'll just get into your pants
after I cook you dinner

Oh shit I just lied
I can't cook, never tried

Thank god for pull-top canned soup

Canned soup saved my date
Otherwise I'd have to masturbate

Oversimplification interfered with evolution
Oversimplification leaves us with idiots like me

Hey, man, what's that look on your face?
Hey, man, you're a disgrace

Oh, neat, I got a kid
My date's fertile as shit

I'll just placate him with
a bedtime story

Oh shit I just lied
I can't read, never tried

Thank god for television

I'm too dumb to wear a rubber
Now I got a kid, what a bummer
TV saved my ass
Now I don't have to be a real dad

Oversimplification Interferes with evolution
Oversimplification leaves us with idiots like me
All of you learn your lesson
And do things right for yourself
Cook a damn meal for once
And leave me to my dwindling health

Man, we should really do away with seat belts
just get rid of 'em