Jane's Addiction vocalist Perry Farrell gives Adam Reader some heartfelt insight into Jane’s Addiction's hard rock manifesto "Mountain Song", which was the second single from their revolutionary album Nothing's Shocking. Mountain song was first recorded in 1986 and appeared on the soundtrack to the film Dudes starring Jon Cryer. The version on Nothing's Shocking was re-recorded in 1988.
"'Mountain Song' was actually about... I hate to say it but... drugs. Climbing this mountain and getting as high as you can, and then coming down that mountain," reveals Farrell. "What it feels to descend from the mountain top... not easy at all. The ascension is tough but exhilarating. Getting down is... it's a real bummer. Drugs is not for everybody obviously. For me, I wanted to experience the heights, and the lows come along with it."
"There's a part - 'Cash in now honey, cash in Miss Smith.' Miss Smith is my Mother; our last name was Smith. Cashing in when she cashed in her life. So... she decided that, to her... at that time, she was desperate. Life wasn't worth it for her, that was her opinion. Some people think, never take your life, and some people find that their life isn't worth living. She was in love with my Dad, and my Dad was not faithful to her, and it broke her heart. She was very desperate and she did something that I know she regrets."
You never give me your money
You only give me your paper
And in the middle of negotiations you break down
I never give you my number
I only give my situation
And in the middle of investigation I break down
Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
But, oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go
One sweet dream
Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Yes it did (na, na, na)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
Ah
Here comes the Sun King
Here comes the Sun King
Everybody's laughing
Everybody's happy
Here comes the Sun King
Quando paramucho mi amore defelice corazon
Mundo pararazzi mi amore chicka ferdy parasol
Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel
Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park
Shaves in the dark, trying to save paper
Sleeps in a hole in the road
Saving up to buy him some clothes
Keeps a ten bob note up his nose
Such a dirty old man
His sister Pam works in the shop
She doesn't stop; she's a go-getter
Takes him out to look at the queen
Only place that he's ever been
Always shouts out something obscene
Such a dirty old man
Dirty old man
Well, you should see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking, but she looks like a man
Well, you should see her in drag
Dressed in her polythene bag
Yes, you should see Polythene Pam
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt
She's the kind of a girl
Who makes the News Of The World
Yes, you could say that she's attractively built
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(John) She's coming in the house
(Paul) Oh, look out!
She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own lagoon
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me
She said she'd always been a dancer
She worked at fifteen clubs a day
And though I thought I knew the answer
Well, I knew what I could not say
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
Although she tried her best to help me
She could steal, but she could not rob
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me
Oh, yeah
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty darling; do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty darling; do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
I never give you my pillow
I only give you my invitations
And in the middle of the celebrations
I break down
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Oh yeah!
All right!
Are you going to be in my dreams tonight?
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
And, in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make
Her majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she doesn't have a lot to say
Her majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she changes from day to day
I want to tell her that I love her a lot
But I got to get a bellyful of wine
Her majesty's a real nice girl
Someday I'm going to make her mine
Oh yeah, someday I'm going to make her mine
You only give me your paper
And in the middle of negotiations you break down
I never give you my number
I only give my situation
And in the middle of investigation I break down
Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
But, oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go
One sweet dream
Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Yes it did (na, na, na)
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven
Ah
Here comes the Sun King
Here comes the Sun King
Everybody's laughing
Everybody's happy
Here comes the Sun King
Quando paramucho mi amore defelice corazon
Mundo pararazzi mi amore chicka ferdy parasol
Cuesto obrigado tanta mucho que can eat it carousel
Mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in the park
Shaves in the dark, trying to save paper
Sleeps in a hole in the road
Saving up to buy him some clothes
Keeps a ten bob note up his nose
Such a dirty old man
His sister Pam works in the shop
She doesn't stop; she's a go-getter
Takes him out to look at the queen
Only place that he's ever been
Always shouts out something obscene
Such a dirty old man
Dirty old man
Well, you should see Polythene Pam
She's so good-looking, but she looks like a man
Well, you should see her in drag
Dressed in her polythene bag
Yes, you should see Polythene Pam
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt
She's the kind of a girl
Who makes the News Of The World
Yes, you could say that she's attractively built
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(John) She's coming in the house
(Paul) Oh, look out!
She came in through the bathroom window
Protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own lagoon
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me
She said she'd always been a dancer
She worked at fifteen clubs a day
And though I thought I knew the answer
Well, I knew what I could not say
And so I quit the police department
And got myself a steady job
Although she tried her best to help me
She could steal, but she could not rob
Didn't anybody tell her?
Didn't anybody see?
Sunday's on the phone to Monday
Tuesday's on the phone to me
Oh, yeah
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty darling; do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep, pretty darling; do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
I never give you my pillow
I only give you my invitations
And in the middle of the celebrations
I break down
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Boy, you're going to carry that weight
Carry that weight a long time
Oh yeah!
All right!
Are you going to be in my dreams tonight?
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you
And, in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make
Her majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she doesn't have a lot to say
Her majesty's a pretty nice girl
But she changes from day to day
I want to tell her that I love her a lot
But I got to get a bellyful of wine
Her majesty's a real nice girl
Someday I'm going to make her mine
Oh yeah, someday I'm going to make her mine
Lyrics submitted by ZinbobDan
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If these are all taken as one song, it's the greatest song of all time.
finally someone recognizes this truly is one song
It is is one of there truly great attempts at the Beatles writing a rock opera. It basically is a mixture of short idea's ( some old some new ) which John and Paul had for complete songs, but when put in this context seem to work extrordinaryly well...keeping the listeniner wondering if there is a hidden meaning to the verses or not. The entire side two of Abbey Road " IS " a Rock Opera and very well put together and should always be listened to as a complete work, not individual songs. Actually there greatest work ever, is side two of "Abbey Road".
her majesty isn't part of the medley, it's a song that was put in to trick people. The "album" ends with The End, and after a pretty longish pause the album starts back out of no where. People would then be shocked that the song was on there. The original copies did not have the song listed for that reason, but they had to put it on later copies so that DJ's wouldn't have Her Majesty pop out of no where when they just wanted to play The End.
I totally agree... the medley is utterly gorgeous. I love trying to make people try and identify when the tracks change... it's impossible. I love how Paul carries some of the major riffs all the way through, like the carry that weight tune and the "you never give me your ...." tune. It's also interesting that Ringo's only drum solo with the Beatles is on this medley, during "the end", i think. It's not very intriquite but its well done and solid, like his drumming as a whole. I think that "You Never Give Me Your Money" is the greatest song on the album, its very complex in terms of rhythm, etc. "Polythene Pam" and "Mean Mr. Mustard" are two seperate songs but John ties them together by making Pam and Mr Mustard sister and brother. "Golden Slumbers" is a wonderful song, great piano part, one of Paul's best love songs.
all the lonely people is not a song title, nor is helena rigby, though Eleanor Rigby might be a bit closer to the real thing. The Abbey Road medley is actually the second side of the Abbey Road album. The medley consists of some songs the beatles didn't find good enough to be placed on the white album or the let it be soundtrack/cd/project. Most of the concepts on the side were written by Paul McCartney with occasional help from John, and John also aded some songs of his own, like Polythene Pam and Mean Mr. Mustard, both really songs that were written during the White Album period. The medley has it's first finale during Carry That Weight and then the absolute finale of the Beatles' career follows, completing their majestic body of genious work, with the song 'The End'. It's a show-off songs because actually EVERY band member plays a solo on this song. Paul, John and George take turns in playing electric (and highly spectacular) guitar solos (actually some of the most interesting solos in the beatles' career), they switch every four bars. If you listen closely to the Anthology version of this song (on cd2 of anthology3) you will be able to hear that the guitar solos were actually much longer, because they were played over Ringo's solo (which was eventually found to be more interesting than an extensive solo) which proves to be not only Ringo's only drumsolo with the beatles ever, but also on of world's coolest and most important drumsolo's. Then the beatles coin their last genious lyric: "And, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make." The song ends spectacularly and after a strangely long pause there is a orchestral !bang! and then Paul plays his miniature jewel 'Her Majesty' which was originally placed between two of the medley songs, thereby explaining the orchestral !bang! at the start. The arraging genious of the Beatles is again proved with the azccidental placing of this song. It was placed here because there was no good place for it anywhere on the cd! What luck! The Beatles' Last Song of their Last Album (it was released before Let it Be but really it was their last!) is a 23 second long ditty about the queen of england. Typical Beatles.
This song is a combonation of You Never Give Me Your Money, The Sun King Medley, and The Golden Slumbers Medley, some stations play them as one big medley or three seperate songs.
I cry every time i listen to side two of Abbey Road. Anyone who spends a lot of time around me will notice that everythime "her majesty" finishes i sigh and say "the end". Because that's what it is... the end of the greatest musical conglomerate of all time.
Very, very sad time for the musical world...
sigh
One of my favorites of the beatles. I love the Sun King part... I find it interesting that they just threw together a bunch of words from foriegn languages that don't mean anything. Also, Polythene Pam I was told by an English bloke is the only song the Beatles sang in a bit of a Scouser accent... a parody he said. I don't know how I ever sang that song when I was young and had no idea what they were saying... I must have sounded so funny! Yes, hearing The End makes me sad... it was the end of an era... one I wish I could have actually been a part of...
Oh and I love Ringo's drum solo... I think he says in the anthology book that he was nervous, so he just kept keeping on beat with the bass drum... and the 3 guys doing solos... rockin!