1. |
Make you Bleed
03:08
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There are shapes in the forest that will make you believe
Questions and answers that will grind your teeth
An idea for discourse, a feast for the feed
An eye for an eye will make you bleed
Their frame of reference will wind and lead
You seeking practitioner of psychiatry
Cries of horror, how youve been deceived
A knife in the back will make you bleed
All her crutches and false prophecies
Will brake your back and make you weak at the knees
Asking for symptoms, self diagnosing disease
An arrow through the heart will make it bleed
Blinded by mistakes, strange loops of memory
Bad luck and trouble no one wants to see
Hold up your picket, go down to the crowd and plea
Open up the wounds will make you bleed
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2. |
The Other Side
03:44
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There's a snake in the hills
In the venom pills
In the frightened mind
Got them cyanide apple eyes
Hope you get your chills and frills
Before you grapple for the other side
There's a woman in my life
She wears a mean disguise
A real woman in my mind
She's in the devil kind
Studies evil, pokes her needles in a voodoo doll
There's a cradle in the grave
Where the young man slaves
Where the mason paves
We'll meet again some day
Above the toil and the blood
Below the grain and the mud
There's a darkness in the void
A weapon to deploy
A place you should not pass
Too many nails on the cross
Go and tell it to the boss
I've gone and got myself lost
There's a bride and a groom
Some lovers in the room
An oath to be made
Some rules must be obeyed
Some stories will be told
Some dragons will be slain
Shall we meet again
In the revel and the din
On a special occasion
Inside a Schrödinger equation
I'll see you my mind's eye
With a view of the searing purple sky
I'll see you in my mind's eye
In between the twinkling of a velvet prize
I'll see you in my mind's eye
Just before you reach the other side
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3. |
Tell me you do
04:51
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Oh, can you play the blues
Listen to the morning's news in tune
Rally around, seven-eleven town
Stuck in the deep and dirty streets
I'm in the midday chew with you
Tell me you do
Sunk in the mire
Out on a wire, passing time
Across the line
Been on the wine again
Is it in the mood to show how much
I really need to know in and of you
Tell me you do
Lost in time
Searching for rhyme and rosy skies
Hoping to find
A little piece of place
Out of the fire
Give up the lowlands without getting high
Tell me you do
Hit with suprise
Thrown like a puppet sock on a line
Took a look
Caught in the hooks again
Playing it down and dirty
But I need the sunny side of your frown
Tell me I do
Take it too hard
The sail is loosely at the mast
Going to fast
Nothing can last, my love
Been in the rounds, thinking of
What lies within and what's without
Tell me you do
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4. |
Lust of a Libertine
03:24
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Lots of flowers around the garden
But my bones are buried deep in the grave
Lots of mourners around the parlour
Many fallen that will need to be saved
There's who knows around the corner
Waiting for a judgement day
There's a fire through the window
Keeps the house nice and toasty and warm
I wanna get to know ya
But I've been sleeping outside of the lawn
An ant hill is my bed
Waking by the crow of the dawn
There's a boat upon the ocean
Rocking from the starboard side
There's a stirring from the deep
A shadow where the crackin' lies
I can be your friend, babe
But Im afraid of what goes on in your mind
There's a desert on the island
Just before the Everglades
Beneath the apple blossom
Right thee where Adam and Eve were made
I wanna be your lover
Just as long as there's a place in the shade
All the fruit has been spoiled
It's a shame to let it go to a waste
All plans have been foiled
Was only looking for a bit of a taste
Underneath your bosom
Of mystery and revelrys play
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5. |
Nowhere Been
02:54
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It's a heavy load
In the get and go
Restless mind
Cat's eyes for road
Blind Lemon Jefferson eyes
Stagger Lee's clothes
Need a Boeing 747
Make it home
Nowhere going
Nowhere been
No new ideas
But some fine disguise
Been in the mirror
Man, I'm pushing 35
Head as hot as stone
Powder white as snow
No way to know
Which way the windmill blows
Nowhere going
Nowhere been
Stuck in the mail room
With the weatherman blues
Nothing to criticise
Nothing to freely choose
Been raining again
Got a bird's eye view
Red, blown and blue
Greens and yellow
Nowhere going
Nowhere been
Half way down the mole hill
No need to die too soon
There's a queue for fuel
Men forge bronze horns
Wailing to be born
Hiding from the dawn
Ocean reigns the heavens
Moon rules the sea
Nowhere going
Nowhere been
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6. |
Shed of the Dead
05:15
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Better the devil you know
Round the pedal you go
To and fro
Stove and seed the soul
Wonderin' realm
Descend down
To your kingdom of gloom
Loom
Anchor and doom
Easy now
Easy how, you go..
Always so easily led
How 'bout a blow to the head
A mightier sword than stone
For a lunge and groan
Dial the tone
Moan about the rock your on
Corruption of youth
Empty beer bottle of booze
Ar choose
Win or loose
Always so easily led
Show me the way to her bed
Shell of a man, nitty gritty land of rolling thunder tour off a lonely foreign shore. Belted round town from throws of some love affair in a mood of stare and starry eyed contours. From a distance around Orion hyper belt of blunder and obscurantist plunder and theme. But is it ok to dream inside a scheme and of toil and frantic majestic wonder....
Life is just shedding what's dead
But what's waiting in stead?
Lattice around the head
Consternation of time
Interstellar drive
Learn to make the bed
On the pillow you lie
In the skin that's shed
Hide from the world outside
Mind
Struggle and strife
Easy now
Easy how, you go
Always so easily led
Show me the way to her bed
Shell of a man, nitty gritty land of rolling thunder tour off a lonely foreign shore. Belted round town from throws of some love affair in a mood of stare and starry eyed contours. From a distance around Orion hyper belt of blunder and obscurantist plunder and theme. But is it ok to dream inside a scheme and of toil and frantic majestic wonder...
Life is just shedding what's dead
But what's waiting in stead
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7. |
Mind how you go
03:52
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It's a tangled little web
Within these scenes
A roll of under cover
In the memes that you weave
You've got a mind makeup
That craves a scene
But I'm out and getting fired up
In the make believe
Oh when you go
Which way will you go
And all the things you do
Well what things will you do
You're a fool here, in this place
Mind how you go
It's an upsidedown frown
When you do
It's an empty bag of parlour tricks
In this town
A rabbit in a hat, circus act
Hiring of clowns
Can't see the exists
But I know which way takes you down
Gotta take a hydropic system
And blast our way out
Oh what you do
Well which way will you go
Oh when you do
What things will you know
It's a crazy time, in this place
Mind how you go
It's an upsidedown frown
when I'm with you
Down at the gates
Even Hades pays his dues
He says, 'man is there anything up there
Worth holding on to?'
But if you wanna leave town
Got to put the money down
Lock in and load and grind
A hard day's night out
Oh when you go
Which way will you go
And all the thing you see
What things will you know
It's a crazy world, time and place
Mind how you go
It's an upsidedown frown
When I'm with you
He's dirty desperado
Who plays these games
A shallow sort of seeker
A landscape to fit the frame
Got a guitar for a backpack
And piano for a brain
If all else defies
You know which way pays
Oh when you go
Which way will you go
And all the things you do
What things will you do
There's are fools here, in this place
So mind how you go
It's an upsidedown frown
When I'm with you
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8. |
Rye Suprise
04:04
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I know nothing
And even less of
How to sing
But what can you do
In the end
When you don't know
Where to begin
What does a fish
know of the waters
In which it swims
Well I couldn't tell ya
With any certainty
But I'm pretty sure he can
Swim with tide and
Romanticise the gloomy skies
Dance beneath the horizon an'
Find a twinkle in your dark blue eyes
In rye suprise, go wonderin'
What can you do
If you don't know how to
Hold a tune
Keep a straight face
Tie your lace or
Play with the spoons
Find and ace
Learn kiss chase
Or play bride and groom
Well I couldn't tell you
With any certainty
But I'm pretty sure you could
Bend and twist, resist
Shape shift into any old fix
Miss the pitfalls and fold
Right into your loving arms
In rye suprise, go wonderin'
What do you do
When the train out of town
Moves too slowly
In status quo
Stuck on the dole
Or just feeling a little bit lonely
Up on the hill
Down in the mill
Or with the one trick ponies
Well I couldn't tell you
With any certainty
But I'm pretty sure you could go
All the way home, down dirty
Dance with the rag and bone man
Arrive with the sunset darlin'
For tomorrow we'll be moving on
In rye suprise, go wonderin'
I know nothing
And even less of
How to sing
But what can you do
In the end
When you don't know
Where to begin
And what does a fish
Know of the water
In which it swims
I couldn't tell you
With any certainty
But I'm pretty sure that he can
Swim with tide and
Romanticise the gloomy skies
Dance beneath the horizon an'
Find a twinkle in your dark blue eyes
In rye suprise, go wonderin'
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Tatchell and the Tambourine England, UK
We don't listen to music anymore, we listen to song.
Don't go anymore,
Except where we
belong.
But I know a Gym
Called Whisky and Gin
A full deck only
The Big man 'll
Let you in
There is no end
Or place to begin
Or even win
Only a whole glass
Half full of Slim
And a friendly soul
Who no doubt you'll
Know not at all
But let's call him Jim
For he wears a grin.
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