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Pharmaceutical Products
05:08
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Crates lowered carefully
An ordered warning.
Don't damage the tissue!
Equation piled up.
Feed into the ammunition,
For when we wrestle the angel.
His son is a prodigy,
All kinds of potential.
Quick! Get the contract!
There's not much time!
I've seeded his head,
With sneaking ambition
C.G.I
Harbinger
Foresee what's
Soon to come
My tatooed lamb
My broken seal
My Talisman and
Final meal.
Four zombie horsemen
Of a holocaust
With ebola on their tongues
Collections grown huge
Enough to feel reassured
You can smell the rot
Fizzing in the middle
(Don't mean to alarm you but)
The roots gone bad
Dignity and a leaflet
Instructions preparations
Speeches made at noon
Morals in the town square
Start spreading the gasoline
Take a pick to the monument
Chuck out stone tablets
Eat as much as you like.
Looking good in white
Badass lab coat heroism
The sweet goddams and
Clicking heels
Master plans and
Shady deals
Pharmaceutical
Dread collosus
Gonna blow them
To kingdom come
There you are in the future
Shaking down a plum
I'll help you build the fort
String your cow rib bow
Shape the stone tomahawk
With all the strength I have left.
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2. |
Balustrade
03:04
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There's a house across the street from me
From where I live
It's got seven windows and dusty pastel render
Women go to stay there and men just stand and shout
They shout about, they shout about some stupid TV
Or I love you and they swear and stamp their feet
And repeat a name,
Say it again and it will sound the same.
Balustrade lives here for how long?
Where the full moon meets the colon.
She doesn't want you to call an ambulance for her boyfriend.
Cleaning with paint I was up on the roof,
A boy wobbled the street
Bat in hand, he lay every wing mirror at his feet
The tarmac glittered throughout the next day
When she lay down in it
You know that she could really stop the traffic
Steady bumping against it again
Sash bay and web browser
She doesn't want you to call
An ambulance for her boyfriend.
Well the fork stood up like an antique letter Y
And clinging to the middle I
Remember how we used to play spy
And watch the older boys at a distance
Hiding in the grass of the graveyard
Or just looking out the window
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3. |
Luxury Items
03:42
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On a Saturday
Just like Dad said
We married the first one to take an interest
The first one to come along
We eat together
We feel we ought to
Own a sweet little computer
There's some good stuff on there
That I watch more often that I should
Well what happened? What happened here?
It was so loud I felt the need to call my neighbour.
Well here is money and here is glass, and here's a hole.
Out for the evening
We scared each other silly,
She drove on the way home
Oh we looked so pretty
With that orange light crossing our face
Going much too fast to give a thumbs up
And a beep beep beep beep beep beep would be over the top
It's a resurfaced road for everyone
And the service industry well its been very good to me
Well what happened? What happened here?
It was so loud I felt the need to call my neighbour.
Well here is money and here is glass, and here's our hole.
Sir its a ramraid, a smash and grab
I'm a professional, but even I had to laugh,
Tore down the high street,
Dragging the ATM.
Cash covered everything
So easily done.
Did you see anything?
You know this road reminds me of where we first met,
A bowling alley next to a Frankie and Bennies,
But I don't work there anymore
At the leisure park with a lifetime of singles,
And words for everyone
Singing along with the chart and snapping chewing gum.
Well what happened? What happened here?
It was so loud I felt the need to call my neighbour.
Why here is money! And here is glass!
And here's our home!
Last night I woke and it wasn't a dream, and there were all these banknotes lying in the street, so we got out of bed and before anyone could see us, we gathered up as much as we could carry and we spent it all on luxury items again, yeah we spent it all on luxury items again, luxury items, and a holiday.
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Cleaning Products
04:04
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She was born in the cinema
The midwife checked her forceps
Daddy was alarmed.
With projectors and admissions
Popcorn and vistavision
Refreshments intermissions
Big screen ambitions.
Spent her pocket money
On the maze of kings
They carried her to bed
After the late showing
The smell of cleaning products
Orange squash and bleach
As the temporary staff
Mop in the afternoon heat
With the crunch of velcro
Another sensitive scene
Shed and shaved itself
Like an ancient priest
Dropping souvenirs like Gretel
Into the long ago
She saw herself the hero
That big screen had shown
Landmarks blurred and obsolete
The frames they flickered fast
No director, no best boy
No script and no cast
In something she thought she recognised
With heavy head
Not a shred left
All goodbye instead
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Cold Calls
03:09
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The institution presented me
With an opportunity
Gonna look great on my CV
And I'll make lots of money.
Desk with a phone,
Computer screen glowing
Polystyrene above me
The calls are scripted, but I lose the plot
My minds not really on the job.
Clicking dial all the live long day
If only the call sheet sent your name my way
We might feel that familiar change
Never be the same again
Never be the same
The software helps us to break away
The software helps us to break away
The software helps us to break away
Oh it helps us to break
I speak to astrophysicists
Architects too
Little old ladies
Rare as it is
But I only want to talk to you
At the end of every shift
I visit a sad dance hall
Just a hoping to see you there
Because it seems I'm always talking
Into machines after every call
Lovesick haven't seen you in a week
Got to call you up, got to hear you speak
I cut Cupid a deal it'll be just fine
He'll send his arrow down the telephone line
He said he'll send his arrow down the telephone line
The software helps us to break away
The software helps us to break away
The software helps us to break away
Oh it helps us to break
Say good evening, morning or afternoon,
Depending on the time of day
My name is a dotted line
I'm going to try to find the words to say
This is a cold call
(Say good evening)
Yes that is an aspect
(Morning or afternoon)
It won't cost much at all
Please don't hang up yet
Yes this is a cold call
(Depending on the time of day)
Yes that is an aspect
(My name is a dotted line)
It won't cost much at all
(I'm going to try to find the words)
Please don't hang up yet
(To say)
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6. |
Boxing Day 4Eva
03:21
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In sticky pyjamas for an awestruck room, yes, even you can shake it, wipe it on the window. It's boxing day forever, you're never to blame, ugly like a stool, quiet like a tick.
Thighs taped flush to a cool white seat, pushing thin again in public much too loud, a pressure speaks to the small of your back, lending you it's friendly advice:
Stop playing with Lego. You'll never plead the blood. Keep your hands where they can be seen. Grow up and fall in love.
Reading on burglars fatty sleeping lights, in parented sheets you might watch one glow. As the crockery crackles and the cutlery tinkles, burrowed in deep, stroking oneself.
Take pen from mouth, take plastic jacket. Take this jaw and let it all slide. On a boxing day, chewing it's fingers. A mirror on a mirror, forever amen.
Stop playing with Lego. You'll never plead the blood. Keep your hands where they can be seen. Grow up and fall in love.
I.N.T.N.L B.S.T.R.D A.N.T.I B.A.B.Y
Why don't we hold a sale this boxing day.
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7. |
Showerhead
03:25
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Peeling potatoes and thinking of you
The water ran out, it cut the dirt in two
Into an archipelago
Like whoever pulled the rings from grandma's fingers.
Do you remember the roses on your cheeks?
One hand in the lucky bag, and the jealous stink?
Little fingers, wrapping plastic.
Never going to practice cadence or accent.
Will you wear a ring that won't come off in the shower?
Wear it forever and ever and pass the jewellery on?
On your minutes, we can talk like this
I'm glad we caught each other here in between shifts
Two old designers, waiting on a call
Thought the agency prefer them
They're lucky to get work at all.
We grew up in old houses
Appropriate for listening
Sudden wordshed
Heard in practice
I want you here when the picture dies and we laugh hardest
Like drains.
It's not a case of plain or textured wallpaper.
It's queens and presidents and also parties and
A balding lawn, a barbeque full of rainwater
And the need to tidy up.
Will you wear a ring that won't come off in the shower?
Wear it forever and ever and pass the jewellery on?
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