Ruby Rose Fox

by Ruby Rose Fox

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released 13 July 2012

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Ruby Rose Fox Boston, Massachusetts

Ruby Rose Fox is a songwriter and vocal powerhouse, whose genre bending lounge-pop style blends the best of today’s female vocalists with a nostalgic quality that transcends today’s musical landscape. Ruby has been described as one part Leonard Cohen, one part Patti Smith, one part Roy Orbison, and all Ruby Rose Fox. ... more

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Track Name: John Michael Holiday
JOHN MICHAEL HOLIDAY

John Michael Holiday
Remember philosophy school?
You planned all the parties
And I made up all the rules.

Just so you know I am coming home, after so long.
How is your fancy apartment, I hear your big and strong

John Michael Holiday.

Remember when we charted
the Aix-en-Provence terrain ?
You played MacGyver
and I played Lois Lane.

They said we were over our heads, they said we were green,
They said that dreamers in love must always come clean.

Well, John Michael Holiday have you come clean?
All of my friends were sort of wondering,
And when they ask me,
I say I was on ‘holiday’
I was on holiday.

Remember when we followed
Your guru to Madrid ?
He told you his secrets
While I babysat his kids.

I said you be my eyes, be my ears, be my mouth, you sing my song,
But when you stood up on Sunday it sounded all-wrong.

Well, John Michael Holiday have you come clean?
All of my friends were sort of wondering
And when they ask me
I say I was on ‘holiday’
I was on holiday.

I guess we’ll never build
our own philosophy school.
You ended the party
and I broke every rule.

But I’ve my own eyes, my own ears, my own mouth, at least for today
But when I pass by your house I can’t help think-

Oh, oh, oh…well, John Michael Holiday
Have you come clean ?
All of my friends were sort of wondering-
And when they ask me
I say I was on holiday
I was on a Holiday.
Track Name: Blue Light City
BLUE LIGHT CITY

I knew a punk.
His name was Tommy Gun.
He was in love with Mrs. Margaret Davadon.
Oh, where did he go after the rocksteady show?

Don’t walk out of the Blue Light City run, run, run.
Don’t walk out of the Blue Light City run, run, run.

Mr. Davadon, he’s in a crazy way-
Staring down at that old leather bouquet.
Oh, where did she go after the rocksteady show?

Don’t walk out of the Blue Light City run, run, run.
Don’t walk out of the Blue Light City run, run, run.

I am calling now
From a bed at McClain’s
I got a box of flowers; they say that I gotta feel the pain.
They say I’ll never know what happened at the rocksteady show.

Cause I was in the Blue Light City, they say run, run, run.
Yes, I was in the Blue Light City, they say run, run, run.
Track Name: The Dread
THE DREAD

Little Sally Walker goes walking down the street.
She didn’t have no shoes and she had too much to eat.

Johnny Russell Lightly promised money promised bread
She didn’t want to call so she texted him instead.

Little Lilly Lou is a pretty fancy girl,
She writes for a major magazine and dresses like a pearl.

Johnny Russell Lightly he don’t have a lot of clout
Put his number on her hand and said I’d like to take you out.

But Little Sally Walker do your thing, do your thing.
Little Lily Lou do your thing, do your thing
You might think he’d on a one-night fling,
But Johnny is in bed with THE DREAD.

Julie Maroon is wild but has some poise,
She buys all her books on Amazon, she like both girls and boys.

Johnny took her skinny-dipping in the month of June,
And now it’s almost August and she hopes he’ll call her soon.

But don’t get me wrong Johnny Lightly’s a good man,
He just wants a relationship and cannot understand.

Why he finds a lady and Oh, he thinks she fine,
But after a few dates he goes fishing back on line.

Oh Little Sally Walker do you thing, do your thing.
Juliet Maroon do your thing, do your thing,
Don’t be waitin for a wedding ring,
But Johnny is in bed with THE DREAD.

So Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, I’m picking up my drool.
Because I’ve been educated inside the golden rule.

I’m pushing right along and I will not wait around
Just to blow a lot of dough to try to nail you down.

Little Sally Walker do your thing, do your thing
Little Lily Loo do you thing
You might think he’s on a one-night fling
But Johnny is in bed with THE DREAD, THE DREAD, THE DREAD.
Track Name: Dear Leonard Cohen
DEAR LEONARD COHEN

Dear Leonard Cohen,

I am holding your letter.
I do hope that you
Are still feeling better.

It’s spring way out here,
And I’m trying to play along.
So thank you for sending your Famous Raincoat Song.

Did Jane get that job ?
Did she march to the square ?
I hope your both happy
I mean it, I swear.

Heard you let her back in.
That was hard I am sure.
It’s amazing how much love
The body can endure.

And you’re really doing New York,
Got your Holy Book and your pen.
Guess we’re all going Clear
Over and over again.

Does she still sing Hallelujah
By your porcelain sink ?
But she’s got that box in the basement that’s
Starting to sink.

Cause she’s still in the world,
She’s still gotta cry.
Oh Leonard it’s not that easy
To spiritually die.

And I wonder if she could hunger
With a mouth full of men ?
Guess we’re all going Clear
Over and over again.

Clear, Clear, Clear.

So I burned up your Famous Blue Raincoat
I knew what you’d do,
You’d beg for it back when you
Weren’t feeling blue.

And you’d crawl to the bar
And you’d cry out ‘Hash am’
Well, I don’t believe in him either
But I miss him, I really miss him Len.

And I’m coming back to New York.
Not sure exactly when,
And I’ll be going Clear
Over and Over again.

Clear, Clear, Clear.

Sincerely,

R. Cohen
Track Name: Old Fashioned
OLD FASHIONED- BLUES

Have you ever felt you were born in another time ?
Like you’d ring my father’s bell and call me Clementine.
I aint no Betty Crocker
Though I’m sure she’s a millionaire.
Just like how you look my love in a Technicolor glare.

And we’d drive around and howl at the moon in spite of the
Beautiful and Dangerous.
They said beware, but we had it all, in spite of the
Beautiful and Dangerous.

I thought we were flying over,
thought were flying over,
flying over.

Of course it went Greek, when Jason found his blond,
And I cried for hours, right into Jamaica Pond.
I ain’t no Medea,
No I’ll never be unkind.
But, it’s you who marred the children
That we made up in our mind.

Oh, no, I never thought you’d be one of the
Beautiful and Dangerous.
Never did I ever think that you’d be one of the
Beautiful and Dangerous.

I thought we were flying over.
thought we were flying over.
Flying over.

I went to the doctor
And he gave me the news.
Says I’m just a hipster,
With the ‘old-fashioned blues’.

Well, you think I’m done with love ?
You think I had my fill ?
It’s when you not looking you make the accidental kill
He said I was Cleopatra and he was Little Boy Blue
He opened his heart
And there was nothing I could do.

Oh, no, don’t turn me in to one of the
Beautiful and Dangerous.
Never did I ever want to be one of the
Beautiful and Dangerous

I thought we were flying over
Thought we were flying over
Flying over.