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5:30am: From the Dark
03:19
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[instrumental]
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Afterglow
03:50
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I woke up this morning from a nightmare
But did I really wake up?
I was hanging by a thread
Thought I might be dead
But I never met a dead man yet
And I don’t take tea with ghosts
Maybe it was just a dream after all
Seems like everything might be
Got my breakfast
Cooking up some pig and blood
I’m a carnivore
What about you?
Did you make that choice yet?
Maybe it’s already too late
Black is the water
Deep is the smoke
My lovely daughter’s
Love will make me choke
Two lines to go
No-one will ever know
Where we go
Afterglow
Afterglow
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09:45am: Waiting in Vain
05:08
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Look, it’s very simple
You take that from over there, and you put it here
Take that from over there, and put it here
And then you wait
Just wait
Just wait for a while
You might wait in vain
But just wait
Just wait for a while
Just wait for a little while
Then put it back
If nobody comes to say otherwise
Just put it back
Just put it back
Just wait
Just wait for a bit
Then put it back
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4. |
The Big Stupid Show
05:52
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The bus like a rhino
Two in a row, just like the winos
Stuck on the top floor
Over the engine
The bar will open just for them
But they mustn’t get there too soon
Lest they be caught by the moon
End up looking just like fools
Like drunken fools
Crossing the road
Crossing the road where Margaret fell
She fell through heaven
She fell through this world
She fell right into hell
It’s raining now and Margaret’s gone
These many long years
But still she’s gone
At least they made the crossing safe
But for those who might still fall
Like painted clowns
Where we go
No-one will ever know
Here we go
The big stupid show
The floor is gabardine carpet
The walls are plugging up their ears
There’s a meeting in the mezzanine
There’s Julie reading a magazine
There’s William arguing the toss
They nod and drool, about their loss
Here comes nobody’s big boss
He used to be George, but now he’s Ross
Where we go
No-one will ever know
Here we go
The big stupid show
Where we go
No-one will ever know
Here we go
The big stupid show
One more time
Just one more time
One more time
One more time
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5. |
Voodoo Dolls
05:51
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He flew gliders in the sunshine
Fly by wire, coffee in a tin canteen
There’s a biker in the velodrome
Seven hours ‘til he goes home
Going around and around
Big ones, little ones they make no sound
Fifteen minutes in every six hours
Looking out the window, crying for the flowers
Derek is a plastic, the light is yellow
Like slavery, the drugs are making us mellow
Get through the day screaming
Wake up from the nightmare still dreaming
Forty years of blood and toil
Friends are sleeping underneath the soil
Carried them away in filofaxes
In the days when death was better than taxes
Through invisible walls
Gravity falls
And infinity calls
We are voodoo dolls
Voodoo dolls
When he was a boy his memory was taken
In the hospital he was forsaken
Maybe it was the drugs his mother was on
In the days before the child was born
He remembers nursery rhymes
But nothing much since, it happens all the time
You want to put him at the front of the stage
Reading words he forgets from a blank page
Through invisible walls
Gravity falls
And infinity calls
We are voodoo dolls
Voodoo dolls
Voodoo dolls
Voodoo dolls
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The 14th Floor
04:04
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There is a door
On the fourteenth floor
Used to be for everyone
But not any more
The keeper keeps me safe
That was the prayer
But all the layers of paper
Sticking down the hinges
Keeps us on the fringes
Now no-one gets in
Only the ones who already did
I couldn’t go, I was just a kid
The body in the car park
How we laughed at her
Playing at being the shark
When all the time she was drowning
Back to the doors again, again, again, again
Did she leave the lights on?
Back around the car, her refrain
Is the engine still running
Silently in another dimension?
Will she ever get to work
Smeared out over now
Never gathering herself
It’s them
We tell ourselves
Can’t be us
We tell ourselves
So, buy us back
Sell us out
And buy us back
Yeah, sell us out
And buy us back
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Jerry's Iron Law
05:32
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She came in with a great idea
No-one ever had before
It was a sure fire hit
So she told us
So she told us
But we told her
It’s mad and it will not work
She put her head in her hands
And she cried
She went back to the bank
To give bonuses to the big boys
We had her to thank
The bosses gave us no choice
But when she came back
The whole thing was dead
She raised a study group
And Jesus resurrected
Bureaucracy
Jerry’s iron law
Gotta have fun at work, too many cooks
Not enough laughter on the books
Tie this string in a magic knot
Stand there stupid, now what’ve you got?
Gotta have fun at work, we gotta eat
Gotta have fun at work boys, hit repeat
Close your eyes
The music skips a beat
Her mother has a cancer
But she can’t be beat
The undefeated me
A grand every day
It’s good in every way
Don’t make a fuss
Ended up in the daily news
Lost his job and his wife, bad blues
All because he had
No fun at work boys
He made too much noise
About the fucked at work boys
He lost his living
Over fun at work boys
Fun at work
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8. |
The Day the Roof Fell In
03:25
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[instrumental]
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9. |
The Many Minds of Me
04:53
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I never saw these words before
You had them written on the back of the door
With numbers in your head and more
Falling out onto the floor
The voices in your head were sure
The mathematical concepts were absolutely pure
But it all comes tumbling down
Like an explosion but there is no sound
There’s a cloak you put on some times
It makes you wise and it makes you sublime
You are the drummer now, yeah sure you are
You’re the lead guitarist, you’re a superstar
Every character you become
Is less than the parts of the sum
The centre cannot hold, the edges fold
Transmuted into shadows made of gold
Many minds of me
And some I cannot see
Here come the dreamers
Many minds, the many minds of me
I forget who I was trying to be
I tried to keep you in, you shone right out of me
I felt you there but you were always sleeping
You woke up when I was bleeding out
You saved the day, but who is talking now?
I see what you did but not the why or how
Is there a place you lie your head?
Are all the crimson hues now lost in shades of red?
Many minds of me
And some I cannot see
Here come the dreamers
Many minds, the many minds of me
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10. |
What's the Meta For?
03:49
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Two trains, heading towards one another on the same track
There’s a baby on board, and a mother on the other near the back
The driver isn’t with us, and neither is the driver’s buddy
The trains getting nearer, the trains are gonna crash and it’s gonna get bloody
Switch the points, dim the lights, it’s all about the electricity
Nobody knows how the girl got on board, she is so pretty
Now the people in the bleachers eating popcorn, they don’t care
Baby, moma, pretty girl, they can’t be hurt, it’s so unfair
The lines converge, there is a surge
The lights go out, someone shouts
It’s a metaphor, what’s that meta for?
Keep on the track, can’t go back
But still the pretty girl dies, the pretty girl dies
Still the pretty girl dies, the pretty girl dies
And now there’s a slow motion disaster
In real life this is all happened so much faster
Thank heaven and hell we’re not stuck down here in first gear
The engine whines, we wipe away decades of tears
We hear the bones breaking, but it’s all fake
The love you make is equal to the money you take
It’s one half life against another filled with lies
These ain’t trains, they ain’t on those tracks, she cries
The lines converge, there is a surge
The lights go out, someone shouts
It’s a metaphor, what’s that meta for?
Keep on the track, can’t go back
But still the pretty girl dies, the pretty girl dies
Still the pretty girl dies, the pretty girl dies
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11. |
One More Sleep
06:54
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I tried to get to sleep again, to find the dream I had forgotten
If I was a gambling man, I’d bet my life, I’d put the lot on
This being real, this whole crazy roller coaster ride
I got people on my side
Are they just part of the illusion?
Seems like energy is a fusion
Of the light and the heat inside your mind
Everyone is looking but who ever finds
The quantum theory?
Blind eyed and bleary
We get so weary from the fight
There’s nothing really out there but for light
And sound and touch, taste and smell
It’s all in your head, be it heaven be it hell
It’s just as well that’s all there is
You get to imagine what the dreaming really means
Then you get to go to sleep
Or you get to wake up
Or nothing is what it seems
We are in so deep
Something needs a shake up
Is this the end you thought you’d get
Even though it hasn’t ended yet?
You looked for truth, found something better
A bit like hope, a bit like faith
The girl on the train, they’re never gonna get her
She’s getting higher, she’s out of her face
And your many minds are out of place
No matter how many names you chase
You will not catch the falling sun
The song is over before it’s begun
Before it’s begun
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Peri Urban UK
Like all musicians I wished I had the same number of limbs as an octopus. My wish was granted, but not in the way I had hoped for. My cephalopod partner is an enthusiastic volunteer from the worldwide animal charity Save Humans From Themselves. We share a special kind of love. ... more
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