There Came, also, Children's Voices!

by A Horse A Spoon A Bucket

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    This album is dedicated to babies because the world is BIG and also SCARY and more people need to consider babies. Babies are people and people can be babies too. Don't be a baby bully, you bully babies! There's no good reason for baby bullies to go around picking on those way cool babes because everyone is a baby at one point or another and we all make up one BIG baby. All girl and boy babies learn from example, so come party and celebrate those little babes being born. Come party and celebrate with the bigger, hairier babies because every baby deserves to know how to live unashamed and unafraid.

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Horse Spoon Bucket
is a pro-baby band, baby!

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released October 14, 2014

A Horse A Spoon A Bucket consists of four big 'ol hairy babies:

Johnny Sanchez: Vocals, Guitar, Percussion, Synthesizer, Vocoder, Piano, Bass, Engineering, Mixing, Mastering
Hannah Dexter: Vocals, Vocoder, Bass, Piano
Austin Kowalczyk: Trumpet, Guitar
Henry Webster: Violin

Other babes include:

Ted Taforo: Saxophone on "StoryTime."
Joshua and Kaela Patterson (of Rocksterpuff): Vocals on "LifeBirth," "Siblings," and "BestFriends."
The Apartment Horse Singers (Jake Turpin, Jack Turpin, Linnea Sablosky, Hannah Dexter, Henry Webster, and Johnny Sanchez): Vocals on "GoodMorning."

Artwork by Sasha Schotzko-Harris

All songs written by Johnny Sanchez except:

"ForRobot," written by Kaela Patterson and Johnny Sanchez
and "GoodMorning," a traditional.

"StoryTime" is a cut-up/found poem using portions of classic children's stories including A.A. Mine's "Winnie-the-Pooh," Rudyard Kipling's "The Jungle Book," and J.M. Barrie's "Peter Pan." The music behind the poem is inspired by Burl Ives' "Fooba-Wooba John" and samples his gorgeous tune. Drum beats and ambient sounds on this track are sampled from Fletcher Beasley's soundtrack for the Sega Genesis video game, "X-Men," which is quite possibly the hardest video game ever.

"LifeBirth" uses lyrics and melody taken from an episode of the acclaimed animated Cartoon Network show, "Adventure Time."

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Through rock 'n' roll, punk, funk and new wave music, A Horse A Spoon A Bucket captivates audiences of all ages with tales of mystery, magic and imagination!

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Track Name: LifeBirth
Welcome to the party, baby!
It’s a great big baby party.

Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!

(Oh, oh BMO, how’d you get so pregnant?)
Welcome to the party, baby!
(Who’s the mother, oh, who’s the father?)
It’s a great big baby party.
(Oh, oh BMO, how’d you get so pregnant?)
Welcome to the party, baby!
(Shh, I’ll tell you if you keep it a secret. Muah!)
It’s a great big baby party.

Oh, oh BMO!
Track Name: BabyBoyBabyGirl
(Oh doctor, doctor.)
It’s a baby boy. It’s a baby girl.
It’s a baby!
Who’s a baby boy? Who’s a baby girl?
Who’s a baby?

If I don’t know it, why would I
give that baby a name?

(Oh doctor, doctor.)
It’s a baby boy. It’s a baby girl.
It’s a baby! (I’m a baby. I’m a baby!)
Who’s a baby boy? Who’s a baby girl?
Who’s a baby? (I’m a baby. I’m a baby!)

If I don’t know it, why would I
give that baby a name?

(Oh doctor, doctor.)
Doctor! Doctor. Doctor,
tell me, tell me, please!
If I don’t know this baby
that stands before me,
why would I name it?
It should, it should name
itself! Maybe something
normal like Benjamin. Ah!
My beautiful boy Benji!
(I could be a girl,) or girl,
Benji! (could be a boy, but
my name would still be
Benji!) Or maybe something
wild like…Nosferatu!
(Nosferatu AAAAAH!) Oh,
baby Nosferatu! (Nosferatu
AAAAAH!) My boy or girl.
(Nosferatu AAAAAH!) You’re
so beautiful, Nosferatu!

If I don’t know it, why would I
give that baby a name?
Track Name: MomDad(MomDad)
Mom, dad, mom,
dad, mom, dad,
mom, dad, mom,
dad, mom, dad

I love you!
I think you love me too…
I love you!
I know you love me too…

Mom, dad, mom
dad, mom, dad,
mom, dad, mom,
dad, mom, dad

I love you!
I think you love me too…
I love you!
I think you love me too…
I know you love me too…
I think you love
me
too.
Track Name: Siblings
I, I look like you -
you look like me too,
you look like me too
(oooooo, ah)

except for the fact that you
have eyes that are blue
and mine are hazel.
(ooooo, ah)

Hey, sibling, whatchya wanna do?
Do you want to take a bounce or two
and do some somersaults?
(ooooo, ah)

Oh, you’d rather stay inside
to find me while I hide?
I bet you’ll never find me…
(ooooo, ah)

(wewewewewewewe) we could watch
something on the television
but, who will decide?

(wewewewewewewe) we could dance
to something on the radio
but, who will decide?
Track Name: CowboyKids
There were three cowboy kids
who weren’t quite heroes
and weren’t quite villains.

Some thought they were a rough, rough crowd.
Whooping and a-hollering,
they loved being loud.

Kindness and wit as sharp as a tack,
they looted everything,
but gave everything back.

Those three cowboy kids!

There were three cowboy kids
who weren’t quite heroes
and weren’t quite villains.

Quick-Draw John had the surest shot.
No one saw his true aim
because he never fought

Those three cowboy kids!

Townspeople didn’t get old Susie Sue.
She wore boys clothes
and always did what she wanted to

Banjo Bart was the leader of the pack.
While riding through the plains,
he would provide a worthy soundtrack

singing for those cowboy kids
who weren’t quite heroes
and weren’t quite villains.

Those three cowboy kids!
Track Name: StoryTime!
Saw a flea kick a tree in the middle
of the sea. Woo John, who John?
Fooba-wooba-John! In the middle
of the sea, woo John, who John?
Fooba-wooba-John!

Fooba-wooba-John! Woo John, who
John? Fooba-wooba-John! Saw a bear
comb his hair. Fooba-wooba-John! Woo
John, who John? Fooba-wooba-John!

It happened to be Nana’s evening
and Mrs. Darling had bathed and sung
to them ‘till one by one they had let go
of her hand and slid away into the land
of sleep. She smiled at her fears now
and sat down tranquilly by the fire to sew,
fist which darted about the room like a living
thing and I think it must have been this light
that wakened Mrs. Darling. She started
up with a cry and saw the boy
and somehow
she knew at once

it was Peter Pan

which proved to be the boy’s shadow
rushing into the nursery with a crumpled,
little brute of a tie in his hand. When Michael
dodged the spoon in Nana’s mouth, he had said
reprovingly, "be a man, Michael!" "Death,"
he coughed. The first must have made it
ready the food for these who killed him
having first killed the hunter and his back.
It was dreadful the way all the three
were looking at him just as if they did not
admire him.

He shall bring thee word of the fight he
shall bring thee word of the fight he shall
bring thee word of the fight

with his knuckles to his eyes.
In the meantime, Mrs. Darling had put
the children to bed in unwoten silence
and lit their nightlights. "Aaww," said Mowgli
greatly. Must I go to the marshes and catch
little fish and sleep in a tree? Or must I ask
help of the monkey people? Ah,
he has an iron hook instead of a right
hand and he claws with it. "Claws?! I say,"
he cried. As if in answer to his request,
the air was went by the most tremendous
crash he had ever heard. The pirates had fired
long Tom at them. When at last the heavens
were steady again, John and Michael found
themselves alone in the darkness. "Again,"
said Begiera, checking as though he’d been
turned into stone. This is my word. The pack
answered with one deeply

word. This is my word. This is my word. This is
my word. No more

anger and baby Roo come to the forest
and Piglet has "Same thing," he said.
The end. Next comes Nibbs, the gay
and debonair, followed by Slightly,
who cuts whistles out of the trees
and dances ecstatically
to his own tunes, an animal of whom
we had never even heard before – an animal
who carries our family about with us
in our pocket. Supposing I carried
my family about with me in my pocket;
how many pockets should I want?

My family about with me in my
pocket. My family about with me
in my pocket. My family about
with me in my pocket. How
many pockets should I

big little panther: a brave of so many
scalps that in his present position,
they somewhat impede his progress.
Bringing up the rear, the place of greatest
danger, comes Tiger Lilly, proudly erect –
a princess in her own right
and then when Kanga says, "where’s baby Roo?"
we said, "in the usual way, aaaah." Anyway…

"there came, also, children’s voices. There came,
also, children’s voices. Children’s voice children’s
voices,"

said Hook darkly. He’s the only one
and I want to mischief all the seven!
Scatter and look for them, forcing
the mouth open with the blade of a knife
and showed the terrible, pointed fangs
of the upper jaw, lying black and withered
in the gum. The white cobra had outlived
his poison. "It would soon be over father,"
John (had outlived his poison) said cheerfully.
This man, though he knew about stocks
and shares (had outlived his poison),

had no real mastery of his tie (had outlived his
poison) had no real mastery of his tie (had out-
lived his poison) had no real mastery of his tie.

What I don’t like about it is that nobody
seemed to know where they came from,
but for what use was this thorn pointeth?
It was made by men, but for what use
was this thorn pointeth? It was made
by men crowded ‘round Wendy. Slightly

was the first to speak: "This is no bird,
I think she must be a lady!" Oh, I
Wendy, had been there. We should
have seen that he was very like Mrs.
Darlings kiss. Slightly was the first

to speak: "This is no bird, I think she
must be a lady!" (It was made by men.)

"Now I see," said Curly. "Peter
was bringing her to us (It was made
by men). "A lady to take care of us
at last," said one of the twins. And you
have killed her (it was made by men)!
Toodles face was very white, bumped
into me and said "bother,"
but there they were in the forest
He opened his umbrella and put it
point downwards in the water. It
floated, but wobbled. Pooh got in.

He was just beginning to say
that it was alright now when he found
that it wasn’t death! There is enough
in that thing to kill the men of all
my city. Not long wilt thou hold it,
Jungle Man, nor he who takes it
from thee. They will kill
and kill and kill
for its sake. They will

kill and kill and kill
for its sake. It is

"Wendy lady," Slightly said rapidly, "for you
we’ve built this house." "Lovely darling house,"
Wendy said. And they all went on their knees
and holding out their arms and cried,
"oh, Wendy lady, be our mother!"
Track Name: ForRobot
hello all you humans
i am a robot

i will do your taxes
i am a robot

hello, hello

and help you with the laundry
i am a robot

i will clean the whites
i am a robot

hello, hello

I’ll calculate the math
because i’m a robot

trust me with the banking
because i’m a robot

i can do anything
i am a robot

but i will never control you
i am a robot
programming won’t allow me to
i am a robot

i am malfunctioning
i am a robot
i am malfunctioning
i am a robot
Track Name: NieceNephew
Oh, my slippery niece and nephew!
Did you have a nice time at the zoo?
You wish you could become a kangaroo?
Well, that’s something I’d like to do
too!

Anything for babies.
Anything for you babies.
Track Name: ThumpBump
Watching you grow takes a whole lot of getting used to.
When you were young, there were so many things
you wanted to be and to do.
Your eyes went wide when you watched that jazz singer
croon and you kicked your legs and you flailed your limbs
just like a baboon!

You were dancing to all the different tunes.
Yaaaaooooooh!

When I watched you cry, I wanted to cry too.
We both perceive a pain with tears and sounds
like boohoo-hoo-a-hoo.
In the doctor’s room, I listened to your heart beat
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump.
It was speeding up and slowing down.

It was dancing to all the different tunes.
Yaaaaooooooh!

Rhythms are changing over time
and everyone still looks silly when that beat
moves there bodies.

I saw your heart beat
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump;
dancing to all the different tunes.

I saw your heart beat
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump;
dancing to all the different tunes.

I saw your heart beat
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump
bump, bump, bump-a-thump, bump-a-thump, bump.

Watching you grow takes a whole lot of getting used to.
Track Name: BestFriends
You are my best friend
you are my best friend,
yeah.

I’ll buy onions
if you buy peppers.
Making sandwiches
is a job for
BEST FRIENDS!

I’ll buy the eggy-wegs
if you buy some cheese.
Making omelets
is a job for
BEST FRIENDS!
Track Name: JustPlay!
Girl, you don’t have to play with barbies
if the way they’re shaped is kind of scary.
If a pink dress doesn’t match your shoes
try some reds, some greens, or some blues.

You don’t have to come cook with mommy
if you’d prefer to build cars with daddy.
You define what is girly.
It’s real cool when you are what you want to be!

Just play.

Boy, feel free to be a princess
if you like to wear mom’s dresses.
If you’re not into playing football
then dance or act or write or draw.

There’s no such thing as competition
and it’s alright to show some emotion.
Happiness and sadness too,
it’s real cool when you are you!

Just play.
Track Name: GoodMorning
Good morning, merry sunshine,
how did you wake so soon?
You've scared the little stars away
and shined away the moon.
I saw you go to sleep last night
before I ceased my playing.
How did you get way over here
and where have you been staying?

I never go to sleep, dear child.
I just go round to see
my little children of the east
who rise and watch for me.
I waken all the birds and bees
and flowers on my way
and last of all the little child
who stayed out late to play...