1. |
arth gwr
02:46
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yr arth mewn esgidiau
yr arth, yr brenin fawr
dances dances dances
spins towards ursula
yr arth mewn esgidiau
yr arth, yr brenin fawr
dances dances dances
spins towards ursula
this rotten borough!
dig up spooks in your market town
concrete shoes
sons of arth gwr
meat in the canal
dig up spooks in your market town
this rotten borough
concrete shoes
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2. |
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do you fear
do you fear fear itsenf?
you probably should HUH
they come around
they talk talk talk
they trashtalk the temperature of time they slow it down
high school fanzine dadaist
high school fanzine dadaist
high school fanzine dadaist
high school fanzine dadaist take home point
to entertain the idea we could get the fuck outta here
you are a voice in the dark
to entertain the idea we could get the fuck outta here
you are a voice in the dark
this is the second verse
it is short
high school (etc.)
practice your elevator
practice your elevator fuck
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3. |
cults of appeasement
03:53
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fighting for air between your legs and i care because you do
and we care because you do and we care because you do
cults of appeasement
for sure i'll sleep soundly tonight
spit on wax models
defile apep with the left foot
spit on wax models
defile apep with the left foot
isis glue me together i'm yours
shout 99942 aphopis in the old castillian
behind the boat
a lion headed entity runs a blade through the serpent apophis
and apep has fallen because you have drowned him in the light
you have bound him tight
the gods of the south and of the north and the west and the east
have fastened chains upon him
and they have fastened him with fetters
the god
from the books of overthrowing apep it provides information
on how to destroy this demon work
which were said to be recited daily
in the temple of amon ra in thebes
the first book was divided into chapters which were entitled:
1: chapter of spitting upon apep
2: chapter of defiling apep with the left foot
3: chapter of taking a lance to smite apep
4: chapter of fettering apep
5: chapter of taking a knife to smite apep
6: chapter of putting fire upon apep
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4. |
post punk poet
03:48
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he described himself as a post punk poet
with not one trace of irony
he had the best words he had the best words he had the best words
but the sequencing was so shit
and it's fine as these things go
he probably brought someone some small joy
for small values of probably
and he always carried a single red rose
well
i'm at the flower shop
i'm at the flower shop
i'm at the flower shop
i'm shopping because you are leaving for a milder climate
i'm at the flower shop
you are asking for a milder comedian
he wrote trash can fires into every single song
he grew up in the suburbs
chicken pasta salad in the sun
wittgenstein t-shirt
well
condoleeza rice
condoleeza rice
condoleeza rice
is leaving for as milder airstrike
i'm at the flower shop
i'm at the flower shop
i'm at the flower shop
but morrissey can fuck right off
o hai doggie
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5. |
doing / doing / done
03:33
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go out sit talk laugh
stay in cook pasta correctly
begin to notice the torn skin
perfection equally confused and drunk as me
and in the words that i sift through
never quite hitting the high notes
but there's something to be said for
a pantomine horse two method actors
karl died at his desk
jenny probably should have left
trotsky was a trusting man
and i am
karl died at his desk
jenny probably should have left
trotsky was a trusting man
and what a lovely auction scene
lived on contempt for too long
i know i'm ugly but i know i'm right
what price the last laugh?
swallowed by inflation
i wanna swallow for as $20 wanna get hurt
be hurt give a little grin
but there's something to be said for
a list of people i would shoot on las ramblas
karl died at his desk
jenny probably should have left
trotsky was a trusting man
and i am
karl died at his desk
jenny probably should have left
trotsky was a trusting man
and what a lovely auction scene
this is a modern rock song
this is a modern rock song
this is a tool to forget
this is a modern rock song (etc.)
karl died at his desk (etc.)
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6. |
una strada oscura
03:18
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light up
tie down
hold on
suck in
eat cake
cut rag
sharpen our knives
leitmotif life motive
maybe misanthropic me misunderstood
leitmotif life motive
maybe misanthropic me misunderstood
light up
tie down
hold on
suck in
eat cake
cut rag
sharpen our knives
we are the djs on the titanic
we are the djs on the titanic
we are the djs on the titanic
we stay late but jobswoth jobsworth
la la la la la la la la la
song song song song song
indie rock indie rock indie rock indie rock indie rock
we are all your favorite bands curled into seven
we are the djs (etc.)
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7. |
instrumental 1
03:32
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8. |
tauroctony
04:09
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sun rides high above cave scene
illuminates heroic form
battered bloody broken bull
and from the crowd the drunken laugh of lion headed man
feels a touch frayed
feels a touch mick jagged mick jagged
feels a touch frayed
feels a touch mick jagged mick jagged
tauroctony
franco lie dream evil omen polyps attack classical form
jackbooted phallus potato eating a dead horse
and from the crowd the drunken laugh of lion headed man
and from the crowd the drunken laugh of lion headed man
feels a touch frayed
feels a touch mick jagged mick jagged
feels a touch frayed
i will not wear your crown
i do not wear your crown
tauroctony
hephaestus into volcano
sweet potato sweet potato
hephaestus into volcano
sweet potato sweet potato
sweet potato sweet potato
oh oh oh oh
feels a touch frayed (etc.)
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9. |
a cold one with the boy
02:46
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the wind the falling thread the bent back branches
the hardened hollow hidey hole tonight
the chill
the thrill
after the kill
snap back
stares at shaking hands
inward perfection
stares at shaking hands and
clenches fists
snap snap
nobody has your back
nobody has your back
nobody has your back
so curl up in the hollow in the shrill
weather the storm
farmer scans his land the dogs are barking
the animals on edge
snap back
only the sick sick beating as it quickens
bone dry underwater grainy dredge-up
snap snap
nobody has your back
nobody has your tracks
nobody has your back
on the radio
'aim for the stars child
you might just miss and hit the moon
but first a word from our sponsors'
snap snap
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10. |
rock this flivver
01:56
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post-rest
on a quest again
two bags of full tins
one buzzing with empties
ben starting to cough
thinks it's time to unload
but we got places to get to
and our genes are unraveling
and i'm anxious and speedy
with no great desire to
ssh shh
clean cut
a gun and a car and a woman in berlin equals narrative
clean cut
midweek sunday best
on a quest again
yeah on a quest again
on a quest again
on a quest again
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11. |
damn snake people
03:04
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some cat with a saxophone
some cat with a saxophone
some cat with a saxophone
but zero lung capacity
damn snake people
sleep through disaster
damn snake people
communicate through pictograms
damn snake people
lack the guts for crimes in vietnam
gordian knots of hate and celiac
ah some kid with a typewriter
some kid with a typewriter
some kid with a typewriter
up deep state without a paddle
so saddle saddle saddle up
all is quiet in the red brick halls of the dead
topple golden towers
rubble stinks of golden showers
lacerated throat responders
first big book of trolley problems
damn snake people
sleep through disaster
damn snake people
communicate through pictograms
damn snake people
lack the guts to lose in vietnam
it's gonna take a sense of humor
to live through your mistakes
and we write pop rock
and we write pop rock
wander the futures shop
until our smiles fall off
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12. |
call voice receding
02:33
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call voice receding
so green be this valley today
tie hands together
pull together for finish line
i miss the possibility of mouthing words through window pane on hurried day
return to sender
pick up your package trace keep echoes of your fire back for emergency
GRB explosion
call voice receding
call voice receding
phone ringing off the hook
cables tied to my scalp underseas
let's have a fry up
watch a beautiful mind catch fire
call voice receding
tie hands together
pull together for finish line
call voice receding
call voice receding
hold my hand across this giant electric tightrope
see the sea boil underneath
these grasping hands your austere cut
your perfect balance
your perfect balance
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13. |
l'appel du vide
10:02
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i wanna write a u2 song
i wanna write a u2 song
i wanna write a u2 song
to jam in some tax haven
tick tock
tick tock
tick tock
tick tock
twine
let's learn twine
let's learn twine
let's hold the world in our mouths
twine
let's learn twine
let's learn twine
let's hold the world in our mouths
twine
let's learn twine
let's learn twine
let's hold the world in our mouths
twine
let's learn twine
let's learn twine
let's hold the world in our mouths
grind churn
butter spin
sin sine
sired by
grind churn
butter spin
sin sine
sired by
grind churn
butter spin
sin sine
sired by
grind churn
butter spin
sin sine
sired by
tick tock
tick tock
tick tock
tick tock
i wanna write a u2 song
i wanna write a u2 song
i wanna write a u2 song
to jam in some tax haven
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14. |
instrumental 2
03:36
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