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See You Around
04:17
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Walking down the street in my hometown
Dead upon my broken feet, the rain was coming down
I peeled off all my skin, to see what lay beneath me
I tell you brothers and sisters, I don’t think you will believe me
There was nothing there, just an empty space
I dived right, and found myself looking out from my empty face
I knew I could not save me, no soul to be found
I swear it’s not because I’m lazy, these days I just don’t get around
The world’s gone crazy
But still it can amaze me
The beauty will not phase me
But still it can enrage me
Stupid fools
Stupid rules
A book of lies
A pig that flies
So, I’m going underground
Where I never will be found
In starlight I would happily drown
I suppose what I’m trying to say
In my inevitably clumsy way
I apologise for spending time
Living my life as if my life was mine
I give it up, take it back!
Out of the daylight, into the black
And I know what I’ll find there
The source of all my nightmares
They live in the dark
Behind my mind
They terrorise me
And leave me blind
Things that happened a lifetime ago
Bubble up and hurt me so
A wave on the beach
A baby out of reach
I suppose what I’m trying to say
In my stupidly stupid way
I cannot apologise
For being the agent of my own demise
Goodbye
Don’t try
To follow me
Maybe I will see
You around
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2. |
Immortal Dreamer
04:14
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Chill fingers taste sensation
On harsh granite, bled and torn.
From shuddering fear and guilt
Your consciousness is borne
On wings of desperation,
Escape's imagined flight,
Yet gallows wait on dawn's approach
And death comes with the light.
Immortal dreamer overcome the world
Immortal dreamer!
Sun-blind, you gasp in terror,
And silent screams the pain.
The hellish kiss of rope on flesh,
At last - you break - insane.
Some subtle, sudden turn,
A crucial shifting wheel,
The balance of the mind has swung,
Death is no longer real.
Immortal dreamer overcome the world.
Like sparkling gems against the stars
His mind is hurled.
Awake the echo lingers
Of the nightmare's clutching fear.
In sweat-damp sheets you breathe relief.
Death seemed so real, so near.
Immortal dreamer overcome the world.
Like sparkling gems against the stars
His mind is hurled.
And now you name it - Dream,
And name it in mistake,
For death alone brought freedom,
To die is to awake…
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3. |
The New Norman
06:54
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There’s much that you don’t know
About Norman
How far are you willing to go
To please Norman?
Pretty flowers wither so
Around the new Norman
Over deeping sea from far away
Came this very Norman
From a gaping wound of pearly grey
Bled the man they all call Norman
When Norman came to town
Everything changed
Your world was rearranged
By the new Norman
His name is not your name
And nothing stays the same
He is not exactly sane
But he’s true Norman
Blue Norman
Not exactly normal
Everyday Norman
Is the new Norman
There’s much that you don’t know
About Norman
His game is not your game
He only does Norman
Norman is the King
Of anticipation
Of every fucking thing
The new Norman
He’d love to know you better
Say hello to Norman
By speech or in a letter
Dearest Norman
When looking for your vote
Passionate Norman
He’s nothing like remote
He’s the new Norman
He gets inside your brain
Hypnotist Norman
Yeah, he can make it rain
Weatherman Norman
He’ll take the sky from you
Crow killer Norman
No matter what you do
Here comes the new Norman
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4. |
Pyramid Blue
04:44
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Under a pyramid blue
Lie the remains of Klaatu
Died at the hand of his son
By this deed empire was won
Murder is never sanctified
Or Godhood gained by patricide
The Heavens will ring to celebrate your time
Heathens attack the catacombs
Knowledge is lost, infernal doom!
The Heaven you bring is no better a lie than mine
Deep in the pyramid blue
Reigns the spirit of Klaatu
Killed by an aberrant son
Destined through death to return
Drawn by a terrible fate
By thousands of years too late
Taken by land and by sea
His evil essence set
Free!
Now he’s stalking the corridors of an oligarchy you know well
You see them infecting your screen, opening Windows to Hell
Always so impeccably coiffured, so beautifully turned
But still we only watch as all we love is burned
And never listen, even as we’re warned
Something horribly ancient is crawling its way into their minds
Giving itself permission to pervert whatever it finds
Gathering to itself everything it has lost
Sun worship
Human sacrifice
Punitive taxation!
Let there be a bloodletting upon the full Moon
After a moment of somber reflection
Klaatu contemplated the insurrection
And in a fit of self actuation
Finally saw the purpose of the nation
I am your King!
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Tricks Of A Fool
03:44
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I think hear you
I do not fear you
Listening to
My every thought
You don’t know the pain
Here it comes again
Like acid rain
Through time is naught
But the tricks of a fool
Caught skipping school
Something wonderful is on my horizon
No dark clouds
No future borrowed
Time travelers
Please mark my words
What have you heard
About my days?
I’m not to blame
Not in my name
But they did it all the same
Knowing it was crazy
Just the tricks of a fool
Caught skipping school
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6. |
Litmus Monday
05:25
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The beat-strong Pete DeVito
Is screwing-up our lives
Ivanna waits but he don't
Check his watch tonight
With umber-pale tumblers
Held up to the light
In small but ardent numbers
Gathered close and tight
When Hiathus Hawke came through
His personal Waterloo
A broadcasting menace
His visions were smooth and blue
Included a prince or two
Thumbin' their nose
But those braless babes in turbans
Their company he is earning
Without a hint of invention
Without a reason why
And if her name is Penny
Her puppeteers are many
Repulsive and aplenty
In rafters holding many
In rafters holding many
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7. |
The Last Friend To Leave
02:31
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You fold your wings when someone bleeds
You stay at home, deliver screeds
You call for peace at times of war
Can't stand to duplicate the day before
As speeches wreathe the aftermath
By some kind of delinquent son
The whiskey is the last friend to leave
It closes the door on the run
Now you hide as taunts from shadows
Invade your living room
The news in full of Pandora's boxes
And each one contains a buffoon
The colors lighten on Market Street
As her hair turns from dark to white
The platters lay bare in the diners
The traffic determines the fight
You fold your wings when someone bleeds
You stay at home, deliver screeds
You call for peace at times of war
Can't stand to duplicate the day before
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8. |
Weezer Street
05:33
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There’s a little house down on Weezer Street
Hey, they can fix you up, they keep it real neat
Just a little injection, you can last forever
They’ll take your hand and lead you into the never never
They got a room in the back, on the second floor
Oh, they’re gonna make you bleed, but still you come back for more
It’s not that they are particularly cruel
There’s just an endless supply of fools
You know the way it goes on Weezer Street
But hey baby, it’s not really a house, you know what I mean?
It’s a metaphor, and you should know, because you’ve been.
You ask me what is the metaphor?
Well, I don’t know
When I find the meta, open the door
I’ll let you know what the meta’s for
I’ll let you know what the meta’s for
Down on Weezer Street
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9. |
Flamed
03:44
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Some lessons cannae be learned
Some lessons just huffty be earned
The hard way
The hard way
I was walking down the street one day, minding my affairs
Two big guys in suits grabbed me, they took me unawares
They said, “Is your name Harvey?” and I said, “Why naw”
But they huckled me intae a black mariah, and that was all I saw.
They took me to a little room, bright lights all in ma face
Nae urra bugger wis there, so I started checkin out the place
There was a tape machine in the corner, vintage 1973
I recognised it, Binatone, but it wisnae meant for me
Then the public accusator started accusating me
To find out all about my university degree
I told him I didnt huv a degree, it wisnae my direction
He telt me right then I was gaunae get a doing fur spreading the insurrection
Then them cats with the rubber hoses started layin intae me
“You haven’t got the right, you see, to talk cosmology
What do you know about global warming? Precisely zilch
So shut your face, get off your horse and drink your fuckin milk”
They made me sign a paper, a non disclosure pact
So, now when you hear me talking, you know it’s only facts
I follow the science, ignore payola, dinny make a buggerin fuss
I’m part of the herd, don’t rock the boat, dinny pish up the back of the bus
So, follow my advice, learn from my experience
Keep to the straight and narrow, nae pervertions, nae deviance
A Turing bot for the MOD tuned in and stole our numbers
It huzzny got a conscience, and it never, never slumbers
Send the peasants out for more
Ribs and balls
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10. |
Cannibals and Anarchists
04:23
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Here be the free
All the free peoples of the world
Here be the free
In all their many forms
In all their many ways of being
The free
The free peoples of the world
Cannibals
Anarchists
Religions of all oppressions
Monarchs over all
Dominions aplenty
Bankers and moneyed
The poor and the lonely
Oligarchs and sinners of every spectacular flavour
All colours, both dead and alive
All the free peoples of the world
Every one of them free
Free to be free
Here lie the free
Free to be free
Here lie the free
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11. |
Letters To The Sun
03:18
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The world is burning up, or maybe burning down
I’m writing letters to the sun
Maybe he’s listening, maybe he’s burned
I’m writing letters to the sun
Con fusion’s only thirty years away they say
I’m writing letters to the sun
Please don’t burn us up, or even burn us down
I’m writing letters to the sun
I’m writing letters to
I’m writing letters to
I’m writing letters to the sun
This practice applies to all, to everyone
Write a letter to the sun
I’m writing letters to
I’m writing letters to
I’m writing letters to the sun
I’m writing letters to
Are you writing letters too?
We’re writing letters to the sun
We’re writing letters to
We’re writing letters to
We’re writing letters to the sun
Oh yeah!
We’re writing letters to
We’re writing letters to
We’re writing letters to the sun
Alright then.
Thank you.
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Peri Urban UK
Like all musicians I wished I had the same number of limbs as an octopus. My wish was granted, but not in the way I had hoped for. My cephalopod partner is an enthusiastic volunteer from the worldwide animal charity Save Humans From Themselves. We share a special kind of love. ... more
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