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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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from Phang's Bungalow, released August 3, 2020

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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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