1. |
Paper Cuts
05:38
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Paper Cuts
Busy getting busy going round and round
And here and there and lost in sound
And the static on the station’s saying ‘watch your back’
For the crackles and hums and sinister pacts
At the end of the dial where the spy sats bleep
]Where the ghosts of your hopes haunt the nerves in your teeth
There’s a glimpse that you caught at the edge of your view
There’s glimpse that you caught you were sure that you knew
You know you wind yourself up you know you really do
You know wind yourself you know that none of it’s true
You know you wind yourself up you know you know you really do
You know you wind yourself that’s what they’re saying about you
You know you wind yourself just staying at home
There’s a game you can play, you can play it on your own, yeah:
Scissors cut paper and paper wraps stone blunts scissors cut paper but paper wraps stone
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2. |
Eden
02:39
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3. |
Richenbach Falls
04:11
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4. |
Some Song
03:47
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Some Song
Ladies and gentleman
For the longest time the crowd sat in darkness with baited breath,
Waiting for him to come and come he does:
The leading man
Picked out by a follow spot which casts his shadow: longest, biggest, stiffest.
Ladies and gentlemen this song is called:
Something In The Way She Moves
Or I am already pleasure.
Enter stage left, lights up, she is naked
Holding the microphone with both hands
Her manner is whimsical, almost capricious
‘I’m a woman, I’m a woman, what kind of a woman am I?’
There is silence from the auditorium
‘Something happened to me on the way here tonight, I fell asleep at the wheel,
And I had this dream: an anxiety dream.
I dreamt that I, er, walked onstage but I had lost all the words.
Footlights were blinding my eyes and I slowly realised that I was completely naked.’
[Boos]
‘This is erotic.’
I’m a woman, I’m a woman, what kind of a woman am I?
A funny thing happened to me on the way here tonight
Me and my friend found two dead birds outside the church that looked like a supermarket
And we carried them round to the graveyard and buried them.
He sent everything up.
I pushed him down in the dirt
He wanted his hands free but I was already two lips touching’
I’m a woman, I’m a woman, what kind of a woman am I?
I will always tell then truth, just never the whole truth
He is a feeling and a smell that I don’t have any words for.
She lies down underneath the microphone stage
She is wet
She holding the stand tightly with both hands
And she is already two lips touching.
In the dream I see a lion fucking a wolf
In the dream I am revolting
In the dream the revolution has stopped at Starbucks
And all the beautiful people have slipped off the covers of magazines and urned straight into coffee tables.
In the dream my pleasure is anywhere
Right then, when I was your sweat, that was a perfect moment.
Did I go too far?
I’m a woman, I’m a woman, what kind of a woman am I?
This song is called A Vote For Love, A Yes For Pleasure
This song is called I Am The Real World In Here
This song is called We Are All Love
A Score Of Zero
We Are Amateurs
Brilliant amateurs.
Lyrics Sharon Smith
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5. |
Ha De Llegar
03:41
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Ha De Llegar
He de llegar
Pronto ese dia
En quel hombre como antes
Conseguira la harmonia
Con el y sus semejantes
Tendra ali sus derechos cada cual
Tambien los deberes y todo por igual
La la la la la la lala lala la
La la la la la la lala lala la
Lyrics Peter Weiss/ Nick Powell
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6. |
2 Sugars
03:59
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7. |
Printer Tzara
04:24
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Printer Tzara
Are you sure
Are you really sure?
Are you sure
Are you really sure?
Do you have the order right?
Do you have the orders right?
Are you sure
Really really sure?
Do you have the end in sight?
Do you have it in your sights?
Are you sure?
Are you really sure?
Do you have the orders right?
In the treatment, there’s no fighting
Someone singing, someone writing
Blocking out, blacking out
Nailbiting
Arms outstretched, dear friends inviting
Scraps of paper mapped in crisscross
Out of order into chaos
Your heart’s pierced by the chip on your shoulder
Keep still now, hush little soldier
Where’s the key? c’mon?
I already said this. C’mon!
Have you seen?
Have you seen enough?
I think it’s time to leave this place.
Where’s the keys? C.mon.
I already said this. C’mon.
In the treatment, there’s no fighting
Someone singing, furiously typing
Blocking out, blacking out
Nailbiting
Arms outstretched, dear friends inviting
Scraps of paper mapped in crisscross
Out of order, into chaos
You keep asking questions, hey hey Presto!
What do you think, boy? What’s your manifesto.
Incoming darkness, colder and colder
Keep all your documents in a white folder
Your heart’s pierced by the chip on your shoulder
Keep still now, hush little soldier
Lyrics Astrid Williamson / with a little Nick Powell…..
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8. |
Hi-beam Blue
07:00
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High Beam Blue
Green to red, red to green,
Hi Beam Blue
Two beating wipers blending colours
Screening snowfall
Just look back there is no driver
Whatever, whatever you do
Better throw your head right back
This ride’s for you
Whatever, you think you know
Better throw your head right back in the air and let go,
Whatever, wherever this goes
Better throw your head right back in the air
This ride is for you.
Lyrics Jonny Dawe/ Nick Powell
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9. |
Simple Lines
02:32
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Simple Lines
Pale light and birdcalls
Before 5 it’s all yours
You stay ‘cos before long
This town will be long gone
Aegean blue, it’s bittersweet to hear from you
Then dawn forms and night breaks
In lowlight and high stakes
If you’re blue, it’s the simplest lines that turn out to be true
Then lights change and things go
These phone calls
I don’t know
If you’re blue keep the simplest lines for the hardest times
Then barriers and tube maps
A long route
To mind gaps
But hey you, it’s the simplest that turn out to bee true
And, hey you, keep the simplest lines for the hardest times.
Lyrics Nick Powell
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10. |
Sanatorio
07:47
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Incarnation Records - Brighton, UK
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