Jumbo Street

by Figmore

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Rosie 04:13
Rosie was the girl that was in my photograph Rosie was the one that I could never have Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie… To this day I’m wondering why you never chose me Tell me, Rosie, do you remember like me? The two times that we kissed are in my memory The first time was at Kelly’s by the trampoline The second time was 3 years later, basement rager Camouflaged by dozens of the songs I wrote Coming on way stronger than I’ll ever know People change and that’s just how the story goes Now I’ve got a Rosie of my very own Rosie is a memory of a simpler time Virgin boy with no filter on heart and mind There were plenty girls that made me lose my cool Slipping notes and hinting that I loved them too Juggling my hormones like a love lost clown Getting high off of all the times they let me down On and ever onward through the slip of time I am happy now but boy I miss that time... Coulda been the same thing Oh, ain’t it a damn shame Ring around the rosie
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Happy reciprocity, I must oblige (must oblige) Flower faces in my eyes would sure imply… (never mind) Dreaming of you What’d I do? I couldn’t assign The visions in my mind So I’m going down a rabbit hole I never even had to know The deconstruction of this primary dimension, I - would love to have you at my wormhole for some tea tonight Witness what the shift is when we drift into the light Waking guilty from things that I did not do (what am I?) Chopped liver would assume that I drank my blues (sober life) Screening the truth I needed a booth The seats were assigned I never read my lines So I’m going down a badger hole I never even had to know The deconstruction of this primary dimension, I - would love to have you at my wormhole for some tea tonight Witness what the shift is when we drift into the light The deconstruction of this primary dimension, I - would love to have you at my wormhole for some tea tonight Witness what the shift is when we drift into the light
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My... see this life through my eyes Grab yourself a slice of the blueberry pie in the sky Everything is sweet as this life can be Treat yourself to vitamin A, B, C & D It’s on me You know what they say, An apple a day’ll keep you out of the garden & pardon me, but I don’t see nobody here, Would you wanna be sipping on some citrus, my dear? It’s late and I thought we could stay in with some coconut and apricot and all the above We both know the importance of juice My... see that pie in the sky We chew more than we can bite But save me your appetite Blueberry, strawberry, all very nice We got raspberry, jazzberry, Chuck Berry – fuck, baby... I just wanna ride on your cherry-go-round Peaches, nectarines on the beaches Tangerine dreams Baby, I can see us there Be my Frida Kahlo, with the fruit in your hair I know that you know that you’re sweet as can be Here’s a seed we can plant if we wanna grow trees We both know the importance of love My... look how the time goes by My lemony sweet surprise Underneath the wildberrian sky Blueberry, strawberry, all very nice We got raspberry, jazzberry, Chuck Berry – fuck, baby... I just wanna ride on your cherry-go-round
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Lost in my thoughts in a whole other place Lookin’ down on my walk with a frown on my face When before me a rattlesnake, stopped on his trail Frozen, us both, he was shaking his tail “I could kill you” he said, “but today I feel nice,” “Let me slither away, let this warning suffice” And I stood as the snake made his way up the hill All awareness was sharp from the thrill of the deal No longer lost in my thoughts with a breath Add a pep to my step, I had leapt to the crest Thanks to the rattlesnake, I passed the test With another day here, with a heart in my chest – oh no! How could I have known? So slow The rattlesnake goes I can hear him in my head to this day…
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Todos los días te veo en mis sueños The biggest dreams I have are truly but pequeño Solo espero que sueñes conmigo, but it seems I’ve only seen you on my television screen But I love you Pero solo te he visto en la televisión Yet I love you Pero solo te he visto en la televisión Cuando llego a casa, siempre estás ahí en la pantalla Aya of my heart your technicolor eyes pull me apart I tune in at 8, 7 central to let you cast your spell from across the waves And though i’ll never meet you, te quiero tanto’s what I say And I love you Pero solo te he visto en la televisión Yet I love you Pero solo te he visto en la televisión
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Hey You 00:55
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There’s something fishy in these chords That’s ‘cause I’m a fish, of course Call me Mr. Barreleye, I see it all No need for that oxygen you breathe at all (psh, humans...) Silver scales and golden tails This one here’s for all my whales (I see you, baby!) Weightless underwater by the sea floor Seeing all the things I’ve never seen before So amazing, it’s so amazing! White marble beneath the shore Everyday I go explore Crystals in the sand reflect the diamond waves Sky blue summer morning in the tender haze (niceeee) You don’t wanna fuck with this, My cousin is a cuttlefish Ebb & flow and let us go get washed away Riding on the back of a giant manta ray Full submersion – sorry, Steve Irwin! The moon is bright and tides will tug It’s time for me to go unplug As i swim to find my old anemone A great white shark creeps by and then devours me “Here lies Mr. Barreleyes. We are paralyzed at his sad demise, but realize the sea and skies will see his eyes as the easy prize And let him through to the other side. Thank you all for coming.”
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No Clue 03:51
It’s so much fun to be Here in your custody I’m a dreamer too Oh, the anxiety Oh, the propriety I can feel it too You’re where the sun should be, No notoriety I should be there too You open the sky to breathe Was hoping that I could be, Right there with you too Oh, true... My eyes were made for you No clue... What I’m supposed to do Like Aristotle sees I gained a hypotheses, How to break on through Oh, my apologies, How was I blind to see, You need my love too The ocean’ll sign for me, Declare that you’re right for me Characters, us two Open your heart to me, Join a democracy, We’ll have our time soon Oh, true... My eyes were made for you No clue... What I’m supposed to do
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Black Velvet 04:19
Tell me what it is that you see when you close your eyes? Who is there? What is there in the warmth of your staticky mind? Black velvet! Warm… warm... This is where we brainstorm Black velvet! Warm… warm... This is where we brainstorm Texture is a yes, amazing Eigengrau, the vibrance – wow The heightened sound is silence changing Shape-shift daydream Playing hide and seek with a range of brain-stream Main squeeze ideas that remain as brain freeze When you close your eyes, what is that fuzziness? The black velvet in the center of your comfortress I offer this: sweet warm optimistic dark abyss If this is what my eyes closed offers then my irises I’d hardly miss in the whisper of night Black velvet, never open your eyes… This is where we can go... Black velvet! Warm, warm, warm, warm, warm... This is where the mind goes It’s that fuzzy fuzzy feeling, white noise, My void, my voice is choice, So I choose not to use, it’s the truth Buzzing fireworks in my view Electrical charges, Phosphenes gorgeous And patterns are here, Flickering and warping, & warping, & warping, & w a r p inggggg… Black velvet!
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Practice 02:28
Now if you’re not the best at it, don’t go get depressed and shit Put your time in what you love, you know what I’m speaking of Pull the string and watch it fly, and if it sticks, then you’ll be fine But if it doesn’t, let it die, just come back another time Practice If all you do is straight complain, you should never play the game Catch the bus around the bend, never to be seen again If all you do is reminisce, you’re bound to be a pessimist if you wish to reap the crops, there’s only one way to the top Practice It takes practice
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Nature 03:46
Gnarled bark, the trees throw gang signs Natural patterns in the wood I was a river in my past life Steady flowing as I should My feet are found on crunchy ground Light thuds on the mud There’s something living in a hole – in the ground, just look around Grab your flashlight We’re sneaking out the tent past midnight The star light's all night We’re gonna be all light Wise old Mr. Waterfall Told me that I had it all (thank you) A stepping stone was left unturned Several trees had just been burned The smoke was seen from far and wide – bear in mind Pebbles slip into my shoes My body aches, my heels are bruised But there are things that we must do – share in mind Grab your flashlight We’re sneaking out the tent past midnight The star light's all night We’re gonna be all light Grab your flashlight We’re sneaking out the tent past midnight The star light's all night We’re gonna be all light
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Home 03:23
Honeycomb x's in the fences Humble scenes from my home All my senses leave me defenseless against the birds that screech next door The scarlet weeps, the windows creek, refrigerator buzzes on But as I reach for my sweet peach, the fruit of my labor makes it known I need a bin for my shit paper My landlord is a douche The definition of a cheap-skate But hey, there's nothing I can do Weed smoke seeps from tongue in cheek Exhalation brings me home Electric fence is not quite picket, yet... It's here where creativity roams Spiral stairs lead me to my lair I get lost in different worlds Characters from days of old are there, Reality is blurred I lock three doors to go explore my footsteps on the Earth And later on when I get home, perspective shows me what it's worth

about

Figmore is a duo consisting of singer/musician JUICEB☮X and producer/musician 10.4 Rog – joining forces to forge their own blend of indie psych R&B.

'Jumbo Street' is their debut album, following up on their self-released 3 track EP from 2019 (which has been remastered and included here as tracks #12-14).


Vocals, guitar, trumpet, percussion and lyrics by JUICEB☮X
All other instruments and music by 10.4 Rog

"Goosebumps" features Marc Merza on guitar

Produced & Mixed by 10.4 Rog

Mastered by Kelly Hibbert at Almachrome

Cover Illustration by Nicolina Pierre-Jacques
Design & Layout by Tawfiq Mardini

Executive Producers: Figmore & Kenny / Fresh Selects

Management: Warsame Warsame & J. Pinder for PLZCOMEAGAIN

FSX-047 © 2021 Fresh Selects.

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released March 18, 2021

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