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Hazy
04:05
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Hazy, we may be
We can drift from view
Never knowing where we’ve been
Or where we’re heading to
It’s foggy out there
Concepts irrefutable
In desires immutable
Always indefensible
The lover I trust
Stories unoriginal
In the truest sense unbelievable
Depressed and inconsolable
The lover you crushed
Hazy, we may be
We can drift along
Never knowing what you want
Or what I did so wrong
It’s foggy out there
Hazy, we may be
We can second guess
Never seeing who you were
Or what I left behind of that mess
It’s foggy out there
Cracked up and panicking
Stung by an inorganic sting
When I’ve given up everything
To fall with you
Picking up on each new thread
With a new twist of the empty head
But it’s only when you come to bed
I inevitably lose
Hazy, we may be
Hazy, we may be
Oh, hazy, we may be
In the summertime comes the party
Where we can all disappoint each other
And celebrate the years we want to forget
Hazy, we may be
We can drift along
Never knowing where you went
Or what I did so wrong
It’s foggy out there
Hazy, we may be
We can second guess
Never seeing who you were
Or what I left behind of that mess
It’s getting clearer
We’re indestructible
Personally incompatible
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2. |
The Nice Things
03:25
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Papa don’t like his view unsightly
Can’t take all this abuse so lightly
Like a man on a mission
Who doesn’t get much frisson
He shouldn’t get away scot-free
Like a scrote who’s going missing
He doesn’t get much kissing
And then he gets away scot-free
Ah-ha
[And the word for today is “Boron”]
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are reason, you are the reason
Papa don’t see these empty shelves
Can’t captivate the hearts themselves
Like the lollipop he’s kicking
It doesn’t get much licking
He shouldn’t get away scot-free
In an eerie situation
Stole the pulse of all the nation
To give it all away scot-free
[And the word for today is “Mange Tout”]
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are reason, you are the reason
[And the word for today is “Corridor”]
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are the reason we can’t have nice things
You are reason, you are the reason
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3. |
Next Week a New Drama
06:58
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A new drama
Now listen, you good people meddling, blithering idiot
I’m not going to do this again
I’ve said all I have to say
Next week, sophisticated comedy
Oh! Ding!
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4. |
How to Disable Tone Live
04:21
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Cubase jumpers
slammin’ all the DAWs
Rewind every tape
only gives you pause
you learnt how to Reason
without a sense of Logic
serve it up real cold now, people
with a gin and inharmonic
devourer of the Fruity Loops
Maestro of the magic groups
unplug us, lord arise
how to disable tone live
Audition this suicide
to gain Traction with the Reaper
gives your blues a hide
Ardour is a sleeper
you’re such a Pro Tool
but you don’t know Jack
with such Audacity
bouncing down your tracks
devourer of the Fruity Loops
Maestro of the magic groups
unplug us, lordy, man alive
how to disable tone live
you’re dropping Acid
it’s like a Sonar ping
piss in your Rosegarden
with your next big thing
devourer of the Fruity Loops
Maestro of the magic groups
unplug us, lordy, man alive
how to diss Ableton Live
shake your wigbits
slammin’ every DAW
you don’t know Jack
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5. |
Kurosawa Rain Sequence
01:39
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6. |
One Angry Men
03:33
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One angry men fights for himselves
Can argue all you like
You’re never getting through
One angry men fights for himselves
Can argue all you like
You’re never getting through
One angry men all sunshine and flower
Has came to set thing straight
The one who has the power
One angry men all sunshine and flower
Has came to set thing straight
No-one turned off the lights
Chalk up all the murderous outlines
Chalk up all the murderous possibilities
Theoretical constructs of evidence not in motion
Reveal the inner workings of a fear
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7. |
No Strings
03:16
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Don’t mistake me for love, honey
I’m still leaving in the morning
No strings attached
With all the fun we had
You should be grateful
You shouldn’t play with scissors
I’m no puppet on a string
You cry when I’m laughing
You talk when I sing
Please stop your violins
No strings
No strings
Well, I don’t cut no slack
You see it’s just a fling
I’ve given you enough rope
With all the sways I swing
It’s to my heart you cling
No strings
No strings
No strings
It’s not broken but it’s damaged beyond repair
Such fragile dreams and I don’t need you there
I’m sorry life’s unfair
It’s not that I don’t care
I cannot lie
Too many questions why
So don’t mistake me for love, honey
I’m still leaving in the morning
No strings attached
With all the fun we had
You should be happy
Why aren’t you happy?
No strings
Mistaking me for love!
No strings
No strings
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8. |
Invisible Tune
04:12
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In the clouds we rise
In a love of dust and ice
All hail the rain down
It will blind your eyes
The weekend starts here
And ends here, sorry to disappoint you
It disappoints you
It’s an invisible tune
With inaudible curves
In nonsensical time
Well, we told ya
But you will not listen
Oh, you do not listen
You can hear the sound of paint
Slipping down the wall
Where it stains your palms
In the way of harmony
The weekend starts here
And ends here, sorry to disappoint you, again
It’s an invisible tune
With inaudible curves
In nonsensical time
We told ya
But you will not listen
Oh, you do not listen
If you’d really want to know
You could’ve asked anytime
And now we strum
The liar for fun
Through the clouds we fell
Where you can’t compel for time
No hail for rain down
It might have blown your mind
The weekend starts here
And ends here, to sorry to disappoint you, again
It’s an invisible tune
With inaudible returns
In nonsensical time
We told ya
But you will not listen
Oh, you do not listen
We told ya
We told ya
I told ya
I told ya
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9. |
Stockholm Syndrome
03:38
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I’m cabled up to the nines
Strung up on a rack
You leave me no escape
And where there’s no escape
We can fall in love with you
You captured my heart
Imprisoned us in dreams
Scattered screams and real
Strange friends and careless
Strangely careless
Why did you take me?
You didn’t, I know
Stockholm Syndrome
Why did you take me?
You didn’t, I know
Stockholm Syndrome
Why did you take me?
You didn’t, I know
Stockholm Syndrome
Stockholm Syndrome
We pay you to love you
To treat us like a curse
To show us crumbs of abuse
And where you have abuse
You can get used to it
You took us from the streets
Asked them for a ransom
We fell for it
You’re handsome
Profiteer and gambler
Why did you take me?
You didn’t, I know
Stockholm Syndrome
Why did you take me?
You didn’t, I know
Stockholm Syndrome
No need to rescue me
Why did you take me?
You didn’t, I know
Stockholm Syndrome
No need to rescue me
No need to rescue me
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10. |
I Need Your Pain
05:23
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I need your pain to hurt me
[No-one cares]
I need your pain to remind me I’m bad
I need your love to inflame me
[No-one loves me]
I need your love to inflict honours mad
And I need your time to reflect on me
[I won’t be missed]
I need your time to reflect on where we go from here
I need your words to defrost me
[I’m fine]
I need your words to insist that I am still in here somewhere
I need your joy to sustain me
I need your joy to feed a crumb of self-worth
[That I’ll ignore anyway]
I need your heart just to beat me
[What’s the point?]
I need your heart to release me from these bonds
I need your style to mould me
[Everyone hates me anyway]
I need your style to arrest this aching thought, mmmm
I need your truth to torture me
[I don’t have an real friends]
I need your truth to deconstruct all that I am
and will ever be
La la la la la la la la la la la lah
I need your fear to label me
[Just push everyone away]
I need your fear to tell me who you see me as
I need your tears to move me
[I’m not good enough]
I need your tears to drive me to the stars
I need your hate, it’s to shame me
[It’s better this way]
I need your hate to validate what I feel
I need your pain, I deserve it
[I can’t go on anymore]
I need your pain to remind me I’m sad
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11. |
Grey Skies Thinking
05:29
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man made in moments
according to summits
tasting the sunshine
to take all the plaudits
i look away, i’m
adrift in an ocean, lock
stock and barrel, i still
hope to home
acquiring the knowledge
go, imagination riot!
go, tiny fish pond!
scraping the flints
tape off the slacks and
reel in the sunshine
off poor people’s backs, only
more is more
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns us all
the time
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns us all
the time
make it forgiveness
attracting the malleable
teaching smart people to
think inside boxes
imagination running mild
ambition all watered down, a
sugar-coat ethos in
half-finished fails
adept at deflection
go, wunderbra!
go, redbeard rum! and
shoot for your roof
think of a home
redoubt in cloud
overcast sunk costs
my vision stays true
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns us all
the time
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns us all
this time
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns us all, for
time waits for no-one
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns us all
the time
grey skies thinking
ere, your ship is sinking, when all
reasons fail
damns you all
to hell
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12. |
Sunset on a Grey Day
07:15
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Like a sunset on a grey day
We catch a falling cloud
It doesn’t know I’m here
Where no-one can talk aloud
When the optimists of Nine Elms
Haunt the pessimists of Grove Park
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
Like a waterfall in the desert
We evaporate to stone
We’re slippery to the touch
Autumnal to the bone
Can’t drown me in your sorrows
Where it only follows that we’re on our own
And you’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
And I’m scattered like the roadkill
In the pages of your Facebook photoshoots
With its huge cast of indifference
In the hum of the worthier contribution
I’m wide-eyed and fired up
Rousing but disparate
Where you’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
Let’s catch up soon
We can shoot the moon
We’ll care about anything
We want to care about right now
Let’s join their herd
And what they heard
Is what they want to hear
With our changeable winds
Where I could have learned—or have been shown—
The kinds of things I really, really ought’ve known
Like a sunset on a grey day
The moon, she doesn’t know I’m there
She can’t even tell the difference
So it really doesn’t matter who I am
When we live so much for our time
We all give up our moment, and to recognize
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
You’re losing me
(And you’re losing me) Like a sunset on a grey day
(You’re losing me) Like a sunset on a grey day
(You’re losing me) There’s a sunset on a grey day
(You’re losing me) It’s a sunset on a grey day
(And you’re losing me) You’re a sunset on a grey day
(You’re losing me) A sunset on a grey day
(You’re losing me)
(You’re losing me)
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The Quixotes London, UK
With infectious and highly melodic tunes, The Quixotes specialize in songs about abject misery. Straddling multiple genres including electronica, indie- rock, 80's pop and blues. The rather schizophrenically monikered Quixotes were in fact merely one Matt Black, a London- based singer- songwriter. ... more
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