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Mr. Bumble
04:47
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Into the darkness falls Mr Bumble
Into the darkness he starts to crumble
His face is spoken
His place is broken
Carries the token
Meets the good folk in the sea, and the Moon
Rising in June
All comes too soon
For the fools who still fly by balloon
Fall, down
Down, fall
Summer is calling him to the surface
Crawls through the darkness
Up through the corpses
Evidence aliens came here in distant times
Is all he has
[Scottish gibberish]
Under a blue sky
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she go slow
06:39
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Gotta get yourself a little piece of heaven
Gotta get yourself a little piece of the world
Gotta get yourself a way out of here
She go fast
She go slow
Nobody knows where the morning goes
Nobody knows where the garden grows
Nobody knows the things they don’t know
She go fast
She slow
She go faster
She go slowly
You gotta take a dive
Just as long as you stay alive
Down through the bones
Of Kilometre Jones
He’s seven miles down
And there he takes the crown
She go fast
She go slow
It’s the winter that keeps you there
Devil’s coachman in your hair
In the sweet embrace of the Mushroom King
He sees your soul, he wants everything
She go fast
She go slow
On his way to the new place
He found a craft from deep space
But he was out of his face
Pissing his clothes
A real disgrace
Sold his story to the gutter
The man on TV said he was a nutter
They asked his teachers and even his mother
Said his own sister was his lover
She go fast
She go slow
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I am your King
04:52
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I wear your ring
You’re my everything
I’m not nothing
What will my future bring?
I am your King
I am your King
Down in the deep Gargantuan sleeps
Struggles to rise, death in his eyes
Can’t see the light, perpetual night
Come all ye hither, your forest a-wither
He’s not your King
He’s not your King
Rosemary
Rosemary
Rosemary my
Rosemary I
Rise to thee, I
Will reach your sky
I am your King
I am your King
Don’t you weep my Rosemary
Secrets I keep betwixt me and thee
Breathe in the air, say that you care
In and outwith, you are everywhere
I am your King
I am your King
[Miles Davis: We used one, no we used sixty seconds of four cuts, and I said at the end just put them all together, let them hang over each other, you know, like a pyramid. They said, what, you can’t do that. I said, yes you can too you just do it. It’s the same thing, the same approach. You see, you have to balance it, you have to balance it before you can go off it, you know what I mean? In other words, you have to balance, for me, for my mind, you have to balance things before you tear them apart.]
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my perilous one
04:46
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Will you be on my side
In the wars to come?
There’s a turning tide
That’s how the war is won
I cannot trust you my perilous one
You are my cosmos, my only son
Your words are weapons
My work has begun
Building walls at the point of a gun
Is it safe?
Have the monsters gone?
I’ve been living under this rock
Since God was young
Gargantuan
It’s not all black and white
There is no wrong or right
We are the virtuous few
This world is not for you
We cannot trust him, he will not hold
The battle ground, the center will fold
The walls crumble, the angels fall
Millions are lost, and we’re counting them all
Is it safe?
Have the monsters gone?
I’ve been living under this rock
Since God was young
Gargantuan!
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[Frank Zappa: The reality is invented for you by people who choreograph it. There’s gotta be an office in Washington some place, where a bunch of people that you’ve never heard of choreograph reality. It’s not just what the next photo opp is going to be, it’s what is the interpretation of a given international event, and this has to be generally dispensed through the media, with no questions asked.]
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we have no air
04:14
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We are the ones who live far below your feet
We are the ones who hide under your street
We are the ones you don’t see when you look down
We are the ones, our lies undermine your town
Dig and you die, go deep underground
You are the sky, we hear every sound
Footsteps falling rattle like a drum
Frying like a worm when the morning comes
Here in the darkness we can see you
Don’t go for help, no-one will believe you
Our day will come
Our day will come
Our day will come!
We have no sun
We have no lungs
We have no tongues
We have no air
[Frank Zappa: Reality is invented for you.]
Further in the deep Gargantuan
Makes his way up toward the sun
Rosemary (his eternal muse)
Promises a love he dare not refuse
Eyes on the prize, it lies on the horizon
It’s not surprising how fast he’s rising
Gargantuan will meet the day
We have no sun
We have no lungs
We have no tongues
We have no air
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billionaires
03:19
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If I go down
I’m taking you
Taking you down
In the ground
Gargantuan
Rosemary
Little creatures
Cannot see
Stuck to the street
Gravity
Dead on my feet
Insanity
Don’t look around
You may find
Something profound
Blows your mind
I cannot see
Infinity
Looking at me
Let it be
Under the Sun
Everyone
You ever knew
Lost to you
Perilous one
Comes undone
Revolution
Will not come
Nothing to see
On TV
I’m in the sky
Way up high
He said, the time has come
To go, the angel said
Your name, now it’s time
More than time
To go home
But billionaires don’t listen to
Angels when they call
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middle class hero
03:22
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Middle class heroes
Aren’t really there
Existential zeroes
Always end up nowhere
He’s so middle class
That’s how much he hates it
Bottom of a whisky glass
Drinks it down and fakes it
They call him Mr Bumble
Every day at his work
Hazy days he stumbles
They all think he’s a jerk
Suddenly there’s a rumble
In the floor under Mr Bumble
Rosemary in the backyard
Falls and hits the ground so hard
He runs to her through the garden gate
Nearly makes it but he’s too late
The yard is gone dear Rosemary
Nowhere in sight, where can she be
Poor Mr Bumble looked down into the hole
Where the garden used to be
He briefly considered leaping in
With some vague notion of saving dearest Rosemary
Plan B was a quick call to 999
Meaning all kinds of hubbub
The whisky glass still in hand was empty
So he got in the car and went to the pub
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what kind of monster?
02:42
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You don’t have the stomach for this work, my boy
My darling one
You will never plunge
The knife between
The ribs, it’s obscene
But it must be done
The monster must be slain
He must die in pain
Lest he rise again
My kingdom will be thine
You will take what now is mine
Would you let it all decay,
Drain the coffers, watch it slip away?
When the Devil stands before the walls
Will you abandon them, ignore their calls?
What kind of monster will you be?
Forever lost, or writing history?
What will you be?
How will you feel?
Gargantuan
How will you feel
My only son?
Why do you always seek the soil?
What find you there but death and toil?
Your heart is made of gold
You never will grow old
What kind of monster will you become?
Gargantuan
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glad she made it
02:20
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Deep in the sky
He can fly like an angel flies
Deep in his mind
Lies forever land
All humankind
Going home
He wonders why
He can fall like an angel falls
Deep in the dark
In his overalls
He’ll be fixing no TVs today
He is the King
He is the one who will
Set you all free
He’s on the TV
What could go wrong?
Give him your money now
Get out your wallet
Fixing his brain
He can call on Forever Man
His best friend is a fool
Laying down cables in the ground
He is the fool
He is the one who will die again
The hand of another
On his steering wheel
Taking the corner
Too fast
Forever Man
Some kind of a hero
Gargantuan
Never a zero
Rosemary
It was all part of her plan
I’m glad she made it
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Into the darkness falls Mr Bumble
Into the darkness he starts to crumble
His face is spoken
His place is broken
Carries the token
Meets the good folk in the sea, and the Moon
Rising in June
All comes too soon
For the fools who still fly by balloon
Fall, down
Down, fall
Summer is calling him to the surface
Crawls through the darkness
Up through the corpses
Evidence aliens came here in distant times
Is all he has
[Scottish gibberish]
Under a blue sky
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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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