1. |
Curtains
01:13
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I saw
No sun no more
I was withdrawn
Here, then gone
What I did, done
Quick but not rare
Here, then not there
Seems not, but is, fair
I opened my curtains to the night.
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2. |
My Fatal Floor
01:10
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In hot South West
In olden day
They punched & took his food away
They never seemed to get the gist
Belittled him & chained his wrist
And then one day the sun came up
And he was down & burned & cut
His situ he did analyse
His status he did redefine
He'd been working with the world
And keeping his own flag all furled
And now perhaps he'd fight for him
For not to do would be a sin
In point of fact
In lieu of truth
I have and am a wasted youth
Who stares in shock at thirty six
I've caned my stock of teenage kicks
I'm sorry if I stole all yours
Whilst we were staring at my floor
My fatal floor.
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3. |
My, Life Is Hard
01:34
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Each way they get me I go down
And there's nothing round to bring me round
Maybe I'm unconscious, maybe dead
Maybe I have death inside my head
Maybe all my memories are lies
Maybe I never lived and I will never die
My, life is hard.
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4. |
Built To Spill
01:33
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There may be times
When your spirit is strong
And others will sense
that you can't do no wrong
And they'll sit by your side
And map out your life
You must listen to them
Let those others decide
Because you are a fool
A babe in the woods
With the meat-eating trees
You can't come to no good
You'll tilt at a mill
Cos you're all built to spill
You will
You will
You will.
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5. |
Marriage Song
00:40
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But three days hence
Before my underwear is soldered
And three days then till the breakup of the marriage
Twixt yours untruly
And that grinning uber-banshee
But no ex-girlfriend
Will be really super-sorry.
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6. |
Dodo
02:08
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You can't take art to mend a man
So why did I misunderstand
And place my soul in the muse's care
To perish on the waiting-room chair
I may endure in flesh, it's true
But I'm deader than a dodo, dude.
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7. |
I Can Tear It All Apart
01:13
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Rainy day women & easy men
I can tear it all apart
I just can't put it back together again.
I live with myself
For it seems that I must
I'm one of three or four
I know I can't trust.
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8. |
We Princes
01:30
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Princes of the night don't sell their souls
We princes do not think in terms of goals
Ambition is a mortal trait we spurn
The riches little people seek to earn
Are shiny toys to keep a babe amused
Our concerns are very much removed
And yet they are bound up with all of you.
So we say:
Die, die, die.
Yeah we say
Die, die, die.
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9. |
Teenage Robot
00:20
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The bit-rate of my heart
Sank from the start
Until I was more machine
Than an awkward teen.
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10. |
Without You
03:31
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I don't know what I'd do without you.
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11. |
Wolves
01:32
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The circle is shrinking
and I'm in it's centre
The music is wolves howling to enter
Auction house booty flexes in spaces
My shelving collapses from records I chase
That which you wish for turns on you man
My fate death by drowning in all that I am.
I can feel it.
I don't understand it.
Wolves.
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12. |
That's Too Close
01:17
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She's got glittery lips
She bumps my bicep with her tits
And I won't take her up on it
I won't even think about it
While she's going on and on
About the thing that's wrong
About my brilliant songs
They're too short - they should be more...
...long.
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13. |
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Put your heavy load aside
Let lager be your yellow bride
Your worries are too numerous
The sum's too hard for some of us
Perhaps tomorrow, not today
We'll wake up in a different way
And feel no pain and no regret
Not need the liquid's dull effect
to shield us from the judging sun
That shows the world what we've become.
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14. |
RSI
01:24
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Even in these quiet days
Cold comforting from lazy praise
My records rot in Henson's house
We all scratch at the sneagle louse
The veg box lands on Wednesday
We juice the fruit in groups these days
I shouldn't tax my poor pen hand
The mouse attacks, this cat is banned
I Ebay in our Doctor Who
We cluster round in sets of two
Meal falls meally to the floor
Corn and pulses, meat and more.
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15. |
U Can!
01:06
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If you feel you value truth
I would advise getting loose
If you want to do a song
Just try not to take too long
You can jam by yourself
You don't need nobody else
We all individual
You can edit out the smell
You can fuck with luck
You can walk like a truck
You don't need to follow fashion
With your pants full of passion
You can show them where to go
By walking out the door
You can smile like a knife
You can change somebody's life
You can, you can, you can.
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16. |
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T'is the first day of the new year
And the charcoal in my heart stove
Has been caned by love for poison
I'm a variable, I'm a booze droid
I'm a slow bomb, I'm a sad boy
But I will cure myself before you cure me
I am a Taurus & I owe it to you
You have given me the whole world
And your love gives me a Ready brek defence
I can afford to go half mad
For you will never let me fall
You will never let me fall.
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17. |
Um
00:42
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I am not so special
You know they laugh at me at home
But thankyou for your kindness
And now have to go
My art is like your labour
And I have many songs
And I have toiled my whole life through
Which wasn't very long.
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Pete Um Cambridge, UK
"A master of the miniature electro-acoustic song-poem, a form he has more or less invented and crystallised himself, his
work displays a sardonic wit combined with a healthy misanthropy, in marvellous micro-collages of voice, instruments, samples, and electronics."
-Ergo Phizmiz
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