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Pure '82
04:22
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five foot four o’clock she was quarter passed out
at the end of the bed she’d not made a sound
I don’t miss her that badly I miss her much better these days
In the back of a tracksuit she’d pull me around
she knows I can take it knows I won’t shout
with my head feeling heavy if my knees go well they go
how long’s she been gone
the crack of the ice in the glass made me start
up from woolgathering back to the bar
where I shattered into million crystalline parts
all the kings horses and and all the kings men
could not put the band back together again
don’t even bother just take me back to my grave
where it’s warm I
stayed there so long the roots if a tree
sauntered and stretched and grew right over me
I pulled myself together when I realised where she had gone
just sitting on sugar five days a week
was not what you ever wanted to do
if that ever happened you’d become french by spilled blood
I finally found you asleep on the floor
laid down and stretched out this hand me down spine
let’s curl up together and never let go
I still need a cecil now and again
as I’m pure ’82 I could still melt
and it’s nothing important just muscle I’m wasting with you
it’s just muscle I’m wasting with you
only muscle I’m wasting with you
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Anna With Stripes
02:55
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i’ve been fighting anna with stripes
she can’t make me close my eyes
but she wants to
alligator hates hates crocodile
he’d been doing that shit way back
or in the fifties
come around hang out
stick around in my dreams
come around solo
stick around in my dreams
with tin cans tied to my shoes
I’ve been working with uphill paints
and it’s a ballache
and if my heart swells any more
it could fill the Royal Festival Hall
how strings just kill me
come around hang out
stick around in my dreams
come around solo
stick around in my dreams
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Solipsister
02:22
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grand old dukes, echo suits
what are you saying
tiny fires for hot bones
when you’re playing
In a skill set, in a way
what does she know
special day, USA
combordino
Come on kiss me
double dare you
wear a disguise and take to the skies
wear a disguise and take to the skies
kicking traps in kicky boots
getting on it
singing “go go go stop go”
it’s moronic
fifteen fingers to my left
handed drinking
Killer whales and all that
right minded thinking
Come on kiss me
double dare you
wear a disguise and take to the skies
wear a disguise and take to the skies
Solipsister
solipsister
just an automatic kisser
solipsister
just an automated hipster
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4. |
Ease Back On My Mind
03:39
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do you wanna come back to our house
we’ve got tons of guitars
stay up for hours
there’s no-one about
can’t believe this place shut so early
I just hit my stride
we’ll work out the lifts
and get out of sight
do you wanna go through to the kitchen
and grab us some beers
bathroom’s through there
it’s warmer in here
quietly taking in a summer sky
till somebody laughs
sinking the shots
from the magic box
man I sure like living in the country
you get nothing but time
man I could see myself getting comfy
ease back on my mind
do you wanna stick on the Last Waltz
we’ll all sing along
and listen to Bill
then play us your song
I’m gonna hook up some breakfast
for about two
wake me and bake me
fill me with truth
man I sure like living in the country
you get nothing but time
man I could see myself getting comfy
ease back on my mind
five in the morning
that’s the perfect time for talking
birds still waking up
we’re completely fucked
do you wanna come back to our house
it’ll be fine
my friends won’t mind
you’ll be alright
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5. |
Asking For Trouble
02:39
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clear cold day
the stragglers have fallen away
we don’t have to worry about getting in trouble
but run anyway
sunday staff
working on making us laugh
we don’t have worry about making up smiles
please don’t worry about me
please don’t worry about me
I’m only asking for trouble
don’t go on looking for me
we climb in to
a cabin that only holds two
we don’t have to worry about getting in trouble
we always do
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Incredible Weapons Southampton, UK
Sometimes recording project, sometimes rock group, sometimes singer-songwriter. Always with the melodies.
No speed, no strength, no stamina.
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