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DLQ
02:54
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Copper fastens to your bloods
The counterfit coins are dust
The papers deadened your heart to the worthless
sons and daughters you loved
See you later, hey man, see you later
Your cards falling down around you like dead birds
and the masses holler at you, hey man, see you later
Stay put for the let down
Your dead are laughing in your face
your skins a mottled tan
Keep moving past the empty houses
Keep your head way down
See you later, hey man, see you later
Your cards falling down around you like dead birds
and the masses holler at you, hey man, see you later
You burnt off our wings
as you turned towards the grave
the holler in your ear is you're done
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Caught standing still at the drop
If I run will this thing come and crush me
Hold on, come talk to us
But if I run I swear it doesn't mean I'm done
When these lines are constantly redrawn
How do I get my head above the water line
Everyone does everything wrong
Move into the light, love
when dawn crawls over this dark night
Until we scratch the constellations out
Until we're crawling, harried and defended
Until we're home
There's not a hope in hell this thing can touch us
Just watch me hold the lines
Why is it a lie
if it helps you survive?
Underneath it all is a foundation
of what you thought you knew
and what you thought you owned
I'll dive into the sun for you
and steal the flames
and paint a sun into this dark night
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Under the Lamb
02:57
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A dead kiss stolen from busted lips
A last waltz stumbled on broken hips
They force us into the overground
where I live under the lamb
Somehow they'll make a fist of this
with little sense of grace and a twisted wit
They'll force us out of the underground
I'll live under the lamb
Somehow they'll make a mess of this
and kill shapes made out of sound
Run into the carnival
Feed offa the animals
Can I repeat the dosage when
the poisons start to sweat in the medicine?
You leap into the comical
Fall far down below into the mezzanine
Somehow I'll still be majoring
and I live under the lamb
Can't even read this slow
You can't sell me something I can't read
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Grey Lights
03:32
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Grey lights flicker as I abandon this ship for burning land
you lay under the amber leather and hide
Oh, we know we are we are
nothing but the sum parts of chemical and bones
Oh, we know we are we are
nothing but the remnants of stupid animals
I span far overhead
the sky is out of line
Horizons thunder
as I wipe blood from the cold cracks
of my hands
Cut
out my tongue and
toss
it into the first mouth
that
can catch it and
say
something warm enough to fake
our
way through this land
and
cut out my tongue and toss
it
can't catch it and say...
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Above the Scum Below
03:10
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My friends, I'm waiting for you to tell me off, for constantly correcting all the minor rites and liberties of mine,
My love, I'm waiting for you to hold me up and dust me down for battles that I've yet to win, lose or throw
Gotta lease a life, gotta a reckoning
Take your second chance, take it on the chin
Make a better life, make it on your own
Let your medicine, take you over
When you're ready, come down, home
I stretch my arms out and catch the breeze
my fingertips carve out a flight path, I rise too fast
Oh my heart, this audio is out of time
Can't slow my heart enough to count the beat
over this drone
My friends, I'm waiting for you to tell me off, for constantly correcting all the minor rites and liberties of mine,
My love, I'm ready for you to stretch my wings and rise with me
Above the scum below, above the scum below
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Useless Humans
03:54
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Hold on to your life
With all of your might
Don't feed me to the lions
Rub gold into my lines
Caught a break at last a chance
to resurrect rewards of men
A double feature, killing fields
of happiness for half your stance
Buckle down the ships reward
is over bound with hordes of love
The forced approval overwhelms
all your damned and dusted remains
Failure to engage
will see to our fate
Desperate for shards of light
Hopeless useless race
But start to tear the fortress down
and disregard the rules you've learnt
We'll overwhelm with common sense
and build a home thats meant for us
We'll colour in the cornerstones
in pastel shades or red and green
We'll desecrate our world for fun
and lose ourselves before we're born
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Kind of Light
02:40
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Your smile saved me from falling
in with the worst of my kind
and your arrival has given
me a lifeline
for wonder
and faith
I see my self through your eyes
For hope
and joy
I promise that i've got your back
In my arms you disappear
You're my infinite gift
We see ourselves We see our selves
It's love for the sake of love
With wonder
and joy
I see myself through your eyes
With hope
and heart
I promise that i've got your back
We see ourselves
We see ourselves
as overwhelmed and self possessed
with what We thought was wrong and right
but in your eyes I see a different
kind of light and i'm surprised
how little anything else means to me
You're better than anything else I could need
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Laugh It Up
02:08
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What to do with the middle of your life
when the handle of the knife thats twisting in your backs
got a jewel for your first, a jewel for your last
If you're following the pattens then your following the waves of your
blood
How can you save them when you're already under fire
I find it easier when i'm flailing around
You did it to yourself
2nd place, not the same as 2nd last
but you're happy in the middle, you can laugh it up alone, you can
laugh alone, laugh alone, laugh alone
It'll make it easier to take you down
And there's no contesting for this throne, when you're following the patterns
and you're following the waves of your blood
How can you save them when you're already under fire
I find it easier when i'm running around
Save it - never
Caught it - sever
Load it - never
Blooded - forever
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Little Blue
02:44
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Love, fall out of our clothes
so that I might dress you again
The map of this irishman
is the wells of your skin and bone
The covers off, the language is old
We're cutting distance
Where the lands fold
when does a man come into his own?
I threw the bones
I found your clothes in the undergrowth
I loaded the arms
I took your hand and we disappeared
These little creature's won't wait for us to receive them home
Duch little damage, there's not a hint there was anything
This little bird
it's broken wings
it's damaged voice
it's only song
is its avenue,
Where are you little blue?
We found you asleep in the undergrowth
We took you home and we disappeared
We learnt the words
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Art of Flight
02:45
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Black mountains loom into my sightline as
the cabin shakes in time
The morning shards of light peek through the blinds
The hostess walks away
I won't know where to stand in the event of a pressure drop
Somebody pull me out of these flames
Somebody teach me how to float
I spread my ashes across the skyline
I deevolve and dive straight for the grave
No-one comes out for me
Somebody pull me out of these flames
Somebody teach me how to float
I whistle as we climb
I sing as we float
The cabins hanging upside down
My fingers are cold
My nails are frayed and scraping at the air
and down, down, but I cant feel my thumbs
We're floating away
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Anamalyze
02:43
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Anamalyze our animal lives
anamalyze our animal life
Never say never told
I was ashamed of the words
words that I didn't know
How to say no
Living in lines and wasting our times
Some of us were made for our lives
Someones got something for the summons on your soul
I can see, no I can't see the lines
Million of pieces thrown to the mices
I can see, no I can't see, i can see the line
First steps are faltered and first words are lost
Your last breath is doubted but your last words a must
Circle up your lies and line 'em up to die
Some of us can't see for the pennies on our eyes
Most of us were made for our lives
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12. |
So Sorry
02:30
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Your valley drowns in dusted, open arms
Money spills from a mouth with broken words
The names are carved in sand and then they're tossed
The hopes are tattered, enveloped in a rust
Your guilt consumes til you soldered to your fate
and all around you is a world that gathers dust
Forced nostalgia will keep your cautious life
in dividends and stipends til you die
You want a crooked scene for all the easy prey
That dastardly conviction is gonna kill you
So sorry sorry but those awful things you've done
will haunt you to the bottom of your landslide
Each word left out leaves room for more lies
Dead again
I admit I was out of line
A dilletante in drag and dye
and as my mouth just spat it out
I meant every word of the lie
Lies devour light
from the hearts of mankind
I'm soooooooo sorry
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If I carry you asleep over the pits of snakes
and desperate constructions of joylessness in men
will you wake up with magic in your heart
and keep a tight hold?
Oceans can sing to me as you dance your way through the shards
of dust caught in strands of light that make you laugh endlessly and for me
I've yet to see anything less than joy in you
Hold tight little one
Everyone does everything wrong
As light bends through the sky
a rainbow illuminates lives in time
To see them at their best it makes it all worthwhile
BUT PUT THE SCISSORS DOWN
This thundercloud is full of heart attacks
every time you reach for me
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The Dudley Corporation Dublin, Ireland
The Dudley Corporation are Joss, Mark and Dudley.
Dublin gents with 4 LPs under their
decaying belts.
In brief, they play short rock songs with wit, verve, romance and booksmarts.
Their shows are notoriously frenzied, visceral and exciting affairs with one song careering into another or stopping on a sixpence, as they say in football parlance.
They are quite old.
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The Dudley Corporation recommends:
Plays Well With Others
by The Coldspoon Conspiracy
Free LP, go for it
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Another Year Of Rock
by Large Mound
just 'triffic
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Kite Without a String
by Beach Moon/Peach Moon
One-man, shoe-gazey band's suitably summery follow-up to Paper Trail's last sunshine-kissed release by Cloud.
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