1. |
Walkabout
03:24
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Walkabout
I squeezed up the last stair, to the room up in the roof
casualy so casualy
and lay there on the bed with my jacket off
somebody get me over the summer
that was the way to live, just newspaper for sheets
casualy so casualy
with a candle, spirit stove and the ground beneath your feet
casualy so casualy
what's the use of praying for the blue and grey to fade?
you'll recover from this danken haze,
someone will discover your bit of time
somebody get me over the summer
from below somewhere a town groans with traffic
casualy so casualy
that was the place to go as if I didn't know
casualy so casualy
and as you may have guessed it was death I had in mind
you'll recover from this danken haze,
someone will discover your bit of time
you'll remember all these distant days
someone will discover your bit of time
casualy
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2. |
La Di Da
04:40
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La Di Da
sometimes, good heavens
don't you wish you'd been an astronaught flying
and La Di Da Di Daddy ?
you'd float around weightless while the rest of us,
we keep our nine to five alive and still kicking
you float around weightless while the rest of us, sometimes, good heavens
good times don't happen
your dog don't bark your savings shrink to nothing
and La Di Da Di Daddy
leaving behind your brother
hopelessly inventing lies for no-one
sometimes good heavens
hope it doesn't get us not too early hope it doesn't steal you away
most times, thank heavens!
the jobs we work, the lives we lead they don't show us all the
La Di Da Di Daddy
nations of blind leading the blind
occasionally it all fits together but rarely
for La Di Da Di Daddy
don't stop what you're doing
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3. |
Beautiful Girl
04:00
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Beautiful Girl
even though she's made of stone
and always stays in the same place
I couldn't face it if they took her away with a
a wicked smile hangin' on her face
rain or shine, she's mine
I like to touch her marble skin
helps me forget the state I'm in
in love with a statue in a garden
doctors say it can be cured
friday nights, days off work, she's there
she's a beautiful girl
we walk about arm in arm
I'm still under her charm
and when we kiss together
feel like a freak in an underground zoo
electric storms, nations mourn
she's a beautiful girl
she knows what she knows what she knows
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4. |
Pink Cloud Island
02:48
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Pink Cloud Island
living in bed, living in bed
wasting my time just living in bed
living in bed, living in bed
losin my mind just living in bed
I'm in a low rent waiting out the storm
you're on a high die sheltered from the sun
he's on a low rider waiting at the lights
there's a slight relax of air
and then a car crash that no-one wants to stop
I'm in a pair of tight and badly fitting shoes
I've always wanted things I've never got
and waste away that which I have a lot
but nobody loves you- when you're slack and soft
nobody needs you- the clay, the chalk, the flattened grass
zut alors!
living in bed, living in bed
wasting my time just living in bed
living in bed, living in bed
losing my mind so I'm living in bed
and in the holidays, cheer me up don't waste me
just come- I'm feeling bad
holidays don't do that holidays don't do that
an amoeba waiting in a pool
a thousand generations to get air
detritus driving on a street
in fuck you cars,with barbed wire teeth
monster lips, chips, hips, tits, ice cream dips
living in bed, living in bed
wasting my time just living in bed
living in bed, living in bed
wasting time
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Brute Art
Malcolm's in the workshop today
and the squeejee green is out and poised to push the sludge
through the mesh
the man bluntly declaims
the man quietly exclaims
the man slowly admires
“we can't see an erection and we must see an erection”
oh look!
Malcolm's on the radio today
he's spouting like a teapot on four
he nicked a phrase I use
I suppose it must be praise
the man quietly squawks
the man viciously cries
the man slowly admires
“we can't see the connection and we must see a connection
'cause we're making art
making art
making art
and that my friend... makes it art
oh look!
Malcolm's in the workshop again
he's counting up his wares, he'll fold and pleat the vintage sheet,
sorting into best and bad, light and dark, for Colette!
the man suddenly stops
the man peacefully thinks
the man slowly admires
“we must sell the collection and they've got to buy the collection”
'cause we're making art
making art
making art
and that makes it art
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6. |
The Darkness
03:36
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The Darkness
well there's sixteen deaths on the road to get out of my brain
and one stupid kid stuck in cement for a whole week
and don't look so surprised when seeing through these bleak black eyes
if you want so kind of a friend for a shoulder
you should back with Tony Blair he's a nice chap
I'm very much obliged cause I'm looking through deep dark eyes and only see the
Darkness! Darkness! Darkness!
round the edge of my heart
there's been another shooting, turn on the news, I'm right next to you
stop and think
so take me up to your room at your peril
they marched off into the gloom to the sound of big engines
don't look so surprised 'cause I'm looking through some deep dark eyes
I can only see the
Darkness! Darkness! Darkness!
round the edge of my heart
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7. |
Omnivore
03:38
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Omnivore
grim shades in the morning stew- leatherbound
they have no state and no hinterland
to hide behind, perfect towers
got some great sounds
I've never been back there but I'm told it's still
a floating city, engulfed in machines
these havens for the west
I hear some great sounds
I've never been back there but I'm told it's still
just thousands of cars, covered in dust
for the lame and the healthy never to find
but I'm never going back there because it's dead, over, finished
since I don't know when
they have no state to hide behind
these havens for the west
grim shades in the morning stew
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8. |
Lion's Share
05:18
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Lion's Share
table manners hardly count
when spiteful laws unlock the doors
so take a leaf and plant some hate
you wont regret what you misplaced
your range and grasp of naked facts
could line you up for certain tasks
don't waste your time with qualifications
they only tend to cramp your style
all the world's unaware not a care in a day
nobody's looking
so take the lion's share
the face of love has pale blue eyes
no camouflage and tell-tale scum
watch out! you may not notice
but they make it feel like a sense of within
all the world's unaware not a care in a day
nobody's looking
so take the lion's share
table manners hardly count
when spiteful laws unlock the doors
so take a leaf and plant some hate
you wont regret what you've misplaced
so take the lion's share
and even when your crimes are paid
your sculpted face is grey and flat
they won't forget a single act
how childish of their tiny hands
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9. |
Maximum Escape Velocity
04:28
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Maximum Escape Velocity
he went outside with a common inside
came outside with his eyes too wide
sleeps on the tide if it's not too high
looked up at the sky when the spit let fly
then you told me all about his maximum escape velocity
slit your wrists in the middle of a field
let all the blood run down the stream
it's kind of sane if you look at the stakes
engraved his name all over the tapes
then you told me all about his maximum escape velocity
friends, romans, countrymen, lend me your tears
sitting on the cold ground
lying on the cold ground
look at us all we came to his call
sitting on the cold ground
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