1. |
Alka’s Bill mix
03:05
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Well placed Plucks
on Gordons neck
make a grown up cry
spin in situ on my chair
While others, pass me by
hard hit flams on rim and skin
boat is so far out
Staring lost into the bliss
the sea of deafened fizz
This sounds all
Too familiar
Has a certain ring to it
Holding back is not the answer
Builds up, too explosive
First fuse then touch paper
Light, stand well back
First fuse then touch paper
Light and stand well back
Takes me fast into the bright
With everything on stop
When we had nothing to do
Except gaze into black and white
Except gaze into black and white
Except gaze into black and white
Except gaze into black and white
Except gaze into black and white
First fuse then touch paper
Light, stand well back
First fuse then touch paper
Light and stand well back
Takes me fast into the bright
With everything on stop
we had nothing left to do
But stare into blue
First fuse then touch paper
Light, stand well back
First fuse then touch paper
Light and stand well back
Takes me fast into the bright
When everything had stopped
When we had nothing to do
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2. |
Big Ol’ Jake
03:02
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Once again……
I find myself
all bunched up,
On the outside
Cheeks on knees
my only savior
Is The wild wind shoving blindly
through the old twisted trees
The wild wind pushing blindly
Through the twisted trees
on my neck, bristles stand up unchecked
hiding, I feel
Numb & obsolete
So, I feelsssss,
19 again,
back on my feets
in my prime again
aching for life
Lost another, oh yes, one more
She saved so many of us from the evil vine/time
Everybody needs a sense of purpose
Standing on the inside looking out
Who had chained
themselves
one by one in turn
To the Taverns Woodside always open
hoping to forget, skin up and burn
Happy times
and life long friends
were heavily forged in here
Happy times
And life long friends
Happy times…..
I’ll never forget, the laughs, the tears,
The fights the beers all brought outside
To the thunderbolt shout from behind the bar "
Backed up by Ben and big old Jake,
No-one answered back
'cept one……. huge mistake!
The tragic loss of Scott was unbearable to think.
I can still see his cheeky grin pop up from behind that sink
Everybody owns their little circus
But Acting out a bit part gets you down
Corinne and Scott’s smiles and laughter will always live on, happily ever after.
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3. |
Brown Town
05:20
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Two shots in,
Fatha Bens-un-surpassable
No-one argued
Without defeat in that Malmö
Absolut, 72 hour, Full, bore session
Crossing boarders
Without crossing feet
24 and I’ll be, tail lights
Defo Not be Stopping here
for one, fun packed minute more
Ive got to be there, up and out
Away from the carnage
stuck inside
Too vulnerable
Brown Town
Could’ve saved the lives
If only you had tried
Brown Town
Speak up your day has come
Now don’t be shy
Brown Town
You could be a champion
Of our time
Brown Town
Champion of our Tyne
Brown town
Tyne
Two minutes in
He was invincible
No harming done
But It’s not rational
I could cope
If I wasn’t truly done
But that’s the problem
That’s exactly What I am
Brown Town
Could’ve saved the lives
If only you had tried
Brown Town
Speak up your day has come
Now don’t be shy
Brown Town
You could be a champion
Of our time
Two hours in we’d named him, T2
He just kept on driving
Only stopped for fuel
And to receive, his many fines
to Sarajevo
Together with
The vans manifesto
Brown Town
Could’ve saved the lives
If only you had tried
Brown Town
Speak up your day has come
Now don’t be shy
Brown Town
You could be a champion
Of our time
Foot well sleeper
beds were, no show
We covered miles
Woke up in, Austin kickass
Search for smiles
We found them
Painted on our faces
Tho everyone was physically
Spent
We were spent
Brown Town
Could’ve saved the lives
If only you had tried
Brown Town
Speak up your day has come
Now don’t be shy
Brown Town
You could be a champion
Of our time
Brown Town
Champion of our Tyne
Brown town
Tyne
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4. |
Cover Flipped
03:28
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Kick off the door
Am Hangin on
This time by a thread
had an offer?
Likelihood is
It’ll be Nullified
If you haven’t
got the key
We’ll kick our own way in
If you’ve never had the key then
We’ll smash our own way in
Left alone to
soldier on Might
be ok with you
That’s no way to
go on I’m here
to help you too
We are in an
unknown structure
Is That where we wanna be?
In an unforgiving
World where No rest
for us comes far too easy
Cover flipped
To ignition
Minor slip
Major collision
Cover blipped
Three incisions
Find your hit
Favour commitment
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5. |
Lunatoid
03:40
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she slipped into tranquil abyss,
And Lovingly, said goodbye
That was the all but common threat
to take the actual final breath
At the time it felt so selfish
For us, A Life changing moment
That event, I can visualise now
A Billion times played over, over, over…
Its 8 degrees you lunatoid
You burst in as an asteroid
When I asked for sense to make it all
You gave me all the
Words…. That…. Caved…. In my walls
8 degrees you lunatoid
I asked for sense to make it all
You gave me only words….that…..caved….in my walls
time spent sitting, smiling, laughing,
Eventually it has to come
to the same dreadful conclusion
Heading straight up for the sun
The end that we all have to endure
Is the only definite thing
It’s not even your choice of how or when
You have no voice of now and then
Its Only then we can be sure of what was
Happening at the end
Vacate a vessel, shell, a face
That we had come to love and know
Now flown to reach a higher place
Her expression told the few
The pat upon your head that comes along
With the morning dew
“We can go now? everything will be all right…..? be alright? ……. You Will be ok ?”
You can….. it won’t…..
and You will never be…..
The same person that You were
In 2020
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6. |
Nee Bosh
05:28
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in desperate need
of having my
Noggin
gently jogged
Just want to finger
through Em
Can’t guarantee
physical
Trigger
I’ve got a taste
Of how it was
Those days were total
Blinders
Then again
Today
Was a blinder
Then again
Today
Was another blinder
Let’s make tomorrow
The best
Tomorrow can be
Let’s make tomorrow
The best
Tomorrow can be
nee bosh how
nee bosh now
My choice
It seems
There’s no way back from better now
My place of dreams
Has lingered on and on
How long is then
To know what that is
Truly is a goal
Yesterday was so good
Coz they’re
All Locked up
Yes Today is so good
Coz they’re
All Locked up
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7. |
Silverskies
04:30
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Having nothing in my pocket
N even less to ruminate
I’d take off on my rocket
To lose the whole worlds time
Those nights of silver skies
will always be with me
Racing over crisp new moons
If you really have to stay behind
Be sure to keep some patience
Don’t let your visceral anger blind
Compensate, make arrangements
I’m happiest behind my bike
Hides a multitude of stuff
My Tama used to hide more
But Then I didn’t look so rough
It seems to me you’re broken hearted
Well, I might have a cure, for that
We could take off on my rocket
And Lose the whole worlds time
These nights of silver skies
Could Always be with you
Racing over crisp new moons
So they’ve left you in this pit again
No way out impossible
At your wits end again
No deserving or given right
To make you feel this way again
To make you feel this shite
And I’ve mentioned this before
I’ll hold the open door
It seems to me you’re broken hearted
Well, I might have a cure, for that
We could take off on my rocket
And Lose the whole worlds time
These nights of silver skies
Could Always be with you
Racing over crisp new moons
Do d do do doo d doo
Do d do do doo d d d
Do d do do doo d doo be doooo
Words that are unspoken
As a new found soul in Bloom
Have unleashed the current flow
Now I’m back in the room…room
Having nothing in your pocket
You could take off on your rocket
And Lose the whole worlds time
These nights of silver skies
Could Always be with you
Racing over crisp new moons
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8. |
You (not You!)
03:45
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What I didn’t know at the time
Fractured neatly in front
Just fell apart my whole life
we know it’s not worth a punt
Breath condensates on glass
The outline of My name
Quickly evaporates
Into a clear pane
Between here and there
My relation has nothing
Compared to a hole in the air
My relation has nothing
Between here and there
My relation has nothing
Compared to a nothing
That’s one big fat hole in the air
.. Just to be clear
Left in pieces
now look, as I turn away
Holding a fragment
Wont make up for nothing to say
Oh what we had back then
& what we held close
wishfully save the day
What I would do for another dose
If I could take it, and just hold it, as it was
Just for one second coz, it, will never be,
the same again
I Can’t listen
All the way through
If it reminds me
At all of you/of anything to do with you
It’s just a drop kick
when I am
already down
Oh what we had back then
& what we held close
wishfully save the day
What I would do for another dose
If I could take it, and just hold it, as it was
Just for one second coz, it, will never be,
the same again
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9. |
Buffalo Curl
04:36
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I am
getting
a king…….
King of all hugs
legs curl up beneath me
With no given clue,
Tell me,
what would you do?
what would you do?
I am
getting
a king….
A king of all waves
sleep comes up behind me
comes out from the dark
Come on!?, what would you do?
It leaves as quickly as it got here
No hint, no warning
Just a curl
No hint No warning
Just a curl
No hint no warning
Just a curl
No hint no warning
What would you do?
What would you do?
I am
Getting…..
A king
King of all curls
Relentlessly surrounds me
Is this the finale
Tell me
What would you do?
It leaves as quickly as it got here
No hint, no warning
just a curl
No hint, no warning
Just a curl
No hint, no warning
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
What would you do?
It leaves me in this pit
Of wonder
Is it ever,
going to quit
Am I ever going under
I’m silenced, evidently
waiting to break cover
I invite you down to sit
This is Just a suggestion
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10. |
Hat’s Off
02:42
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Every weekday
Exactly at 3:50
we would race
for the end gates
The gater arseholes
threatened for 10pence
They were loaded by the top shop
Left their marks on our faces
Wishing they were top dogs
In reality
They were all Just knobs
Left their marks on our faces
Wishing they were top dogs
In reality, all Just knobs
Later, We Got into bother
Sure fine way to honour
A Blue light trip back home
After, when It’s all over,
Yeah I’ll see you later
Coz, Fortune favours brave You can
always Clean up & reboot
They had Finally given up
On the icy front street
They’d left me Kicked to fuck
But Fortune favours brave
Get me up & re start, reboot
the day all over
again
Coder end
Hats off to you my brother
Hats off to you
To make something from nothing brother
All credits due
Hats off to you my brother
Hats off to you
To make something from nothing brother
All credits due
Hats off to you my brother
Hats off to you
To make something from nothing brother
Hats off to you
Hats off to you my brother
Hats off to you
To make something from nothing brother
All credits due
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11. |
Dusking
09:47
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I can’t seem to shake it
I can’t seem to break it
My whole outlook
would always shine
I just couldn’t fake it
To make out
I’m just doing fine
I’d like to say
Soak a full sentence
Permission to pay
It’s drenched in deliverance
Have to leave it short
Even with the smiles you bring
Let unconscious thought
Control my everything
Right From the in breath
To entertaining quantum leaps
Don’t evaluate to deep
You can do this in your sleep
Without a care in the world
That’s another thing entirely,
To have two shits to give
I don’t have to listen, but
Of course
I choose to let it in
At the very moment
When all is good
When all excuses
Are wearing thin
With no remorse
It Shatter’s peace
With no relent
Smothers shafts of sunlight
A Vaseline lens
We’re our best friends
Your worst enemy has the
Perfect solution
To a thousand year
Irrational equation
Why d’you make it so difficult
S‘posed to be a piece of piss
so blatantly obstinate and difficult
Living so so near to bliss
Got to the very last piece
Look who’s come to see us
Jigsaw on life’s very edge
We get to hear your legend
Time and Time again
There is no ending
As far as we can tell
But for one tiny moment
As light crosses the room
There is a chance of triumph
To snatch away the gloom
But still
I can’t seem to shake it
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12. |
Nametag
02:44
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I’m as blue now
As I was at birth
support You gave
Salt of the earth
I just want
To underline
You had no part
In The colour sign
Failing to
Demon fry
I sit alone
And wonder why…
The fuck is any body
Happy to feed off the monster
Keeps them in a cloud folder
Naming tags alone
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13. |
Sound O Silence
02:49
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You and me
Crashed and burned
But you
can’t put your fire out
Honesty has left the room
Now I can’t find
the right way out
The sound of silence
Is keeping me up again
The sound of silence
Is eating me up again
It’s eating me up
One more throw
cuts will come
Tattoos can’t hide
Who you are
Fuck my luck
Look who’s turned up
You couldn’t write this
I swear
The sound of silence
Is keeping me up again
The sound of silence
Is eating me up again
See you next Tuesday
See you next Tuesday
When you’ve done
Please Take a run
Don’t ask for any sympathy
Fuck my luck
Look who’s turned up
You couldn’t write this
I swear
The sound of silence
Is keeping me up again
The sound of silence
Is eating me up again
See you next Tuesday
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14. |
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Aaalreet ?!?
I see
Everything
Was meant to be
Glass jaw
Hits floor
Didn’t think you could take any more
Blaspheme
Gold seal
Everything Looks so surreal
Follow us, I see you’ve Been before
Didn’t think we could take any more
Back doon
On the ground
Feels so real
Just like it was before
Takes us to that place in time
When Everything else felt so sublime
Such an honour to be part of it/
No denying how it heals the pain
As you
Ooze in
atmospheric soup thickens
Dark past
At last
We Begin to see through the mask
Full scale
Sick & pale
Do believe that pit beckons
Small waste Full face
Distinctive feature reckons
Back doon
On the ground
Just As real
As it was before
Takes us to that place in time
When Everything else felt so sublime
Such an honour to be part of
No denying how it heals the pain
Takes us to that place in time
When Everything else felt so sublime
Such an honour to be part of it/
No denying how it heals the pain
With no reality
You’re calling from a far
To judge against the plea
Pitch black in your car
Ya Didn’t have a hope in hell
As the power came back on
Make yourself heard again
We Can gerrit on
And pick at your wounds again
Lick em good and lick em hard
Soon be back upon your feet
Really gerrit on
Back doon
On the ground
Just As real
As it was before
Takes us to that place in time
When Everything else felt so sublime
Such an honour to be part of it
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China Drum England, UK
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