The Eyes of Miss Ives

by Beechcraft Bonanza

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A special Halloween EP!

These songs are about nightmares and things that go bump in the night, being lost in dark forests adn gothic horror tv-shows. 2/3 on a rockabilly beat and the last one a bit more experimental!

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released October 27, 2016

Music, lyrics & artwork by Beechcraft Bonanza

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Beechcraft Bonanza Almere, Netherlands

Hij is de rollende rocker van de ruige ragtime riedja riedja, de meesterlijke minstreel van de mieterse melodieën op miniatuur muziekinstrumenten, "the high strung, unsung ukulele underdog" van de Almeerse rockabilly, de enige echte: Beechcraft Bonanza.

Met groene gitaar, tenor ukulele en stompbox speelt Beechcraft en op de 50's geïnspireerd repertoire van vooral uptempo singer/songwriter liedjes
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Track Name: Random Sounds in The Night
When I'm in bed at night
Each bump in the wall
Gives me a terrible fright
and I can't sleep at all

Well I'm not gonna worry 'bout random sounds
In the night by things I cannot see
They're coming for me
Ooh lord they're coming for me
Afraid of the dark at thirty-two
and I guess I'll be 'till forty-three
They're coming for me
Ooh lord they're coming for me

When the floor boards creak
Or there's a yell in the street
I get uptight like a nervous freak
And bury myself in my sheets

Well I'm not gonna worry 'bout random sounds
In the night by things I cannot see
They're coming for me
Ooh lord they're coming for me
Afraid of the dark at thirty-two
and I guess I'll be 'till forty-three
They're coming for me
Ooh lord they're coming for me

No I'm not gonna worry 'bout random sounds
In the night by things I cannot see
They're coming for me
They're coming for me
Afraid of the dark at thirty-two
and I guess I'll be 'till forty-three
They're coming for me
Ooh lord they're coming for me
Track Name: We Gotta Get Back To Town
screams on the breeze
elf-shot in our knees
And I just saw something moving
Behind those gnarly trees!
We gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back before the sun goes down
we gotta get back to town

Led astray by marshlights
Will-o'-the-Wisps on our neck
And I saw a creepy shadow
Just crawl across the track
We gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back before the sun goes down
we gotta get back to town

We gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back before the sun goes down
we gotta get back to town

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screams on the breeze
elf-shot in our knees
And I just saw something moving
Behind those gnarly trees!
We gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back before the sun goes down
we gotta get back to town

We gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back, gotta get back, gotta get back
gotta get back before the sun goes down
we gotta get back to town

we gotta get back to town
we gotta get back to town
Evil is stalking around
we gotta get back to town
we gotta get back before the sun goes down
we gotta get back to town
Track Name: The Eyes of Miss Ives
she's cutting her hand
the blood becomes a bug
the rot is in the rug
witches in the walls
deamons in the sheets
bodies on the streets
murder in the halls
And the arms of doctor Sweet

blood on the door
blood on the floor
blood on her teeth
blood at her feet

Whispering her prayers
In Arcane ancient tongues
With the were-wolf on a chain
And a ressurected brain

blood on the door
blood on the floor
blood on her teeth
blood at her feet

spiders on the cross
spiders on the cross
crosses in her eyes
crosses in her eyes

witches in the walls
deamons in the sheets
bodies on the streets
murder in the halls

blood on the door
blood on the floor
blood on her teeth
blood at her feet

spiders on the cross
spiders on the cross
crosses in her eyes
crosses in her eyes

in the eyes of miss Ives
In the eyes of miss Ives
Her crest is a venomous beast
And she's like a feminist priest
in the eyes of miss Ives
in the eyes of miss Ives
in the eyes of miss Ives
in the eyes of miss Ives