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Score
02:04
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Doh Ray Mi Assholes
Burn me out
Unkempt in solos
Don’t even know my scales.
We break your rules cos we know we can’t get caught
No engineer put me in this hole
‘D’you get the letter, did it make you feel better?’
Oh no, solo, don’t go
‘It’s full of lies that I hope you don’t mind’
Oh no, solo, don’t go
Making these entries
Mortal and sullied
You caught my eyes on your grey scale thighs
Lost composure, got lost in all your lies
‘D’you get the letter, did it make you feel better?’
aow, aow , aow
‘It’s full of lies that I hope you don’t mind’
Aow, aow, aow
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2. |
One In A Squillion
02:25
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Trace your outline in my bed
Place my hands where you'd rest your head
The cotton is cold, and I can only hold
Your body in my memory
Play
Can’t seem to face
The things I made
In your image in case I betray
The hardest part of my heart, oh my love
Oh, those times we'd float around
Drunk on ourselves and
Drunk out of our minds
Play
Scream out loud at the wasted nights
Miss all the stupid things
You’d say, dear, to soothe me
And tease out all my fears
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3. |
Divil The Bit
01:46
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The ink dries off and the words left permanent
The sentiment applies, but our motives are wasted
Time took a back seat to the hands that pushed us away
As we settled for less than our values belied
Our feet worn and ragged, from all the miles beneath us
Our tongues torn and tattered, from all the fights we’ve had to have,
We never knew a limit, never drew ourselves a line,
But the minutes were our guidance, and our tears were lined with smiles
Cradled,
Arms held together like crayoned-in spider webs
Tangled,
Our skin seems to scream like a heart attack carnival
Take my hand, I’ll walk with you
I’ll make you forget all the things
You hate about yourself and I’ll
Start a million fights for you and make
You want my best ideas and take me home
So I’ll take a deep breath
And I’ll scream out your name
And I’ll dance around the room
And I’ll colour
In your laugh lines cos your smile has been dying
And I’ll make up
Histories for us in diaries we’ll never read
And the coastlines
That map your heart I’ll wander forever
But it’s freezing
In your own sadness when honesty takes over
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4. |
Stutter
02:52
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The day runs out
Of light and shade
You tried to leave
But the room lost its shape
You can still see her laughing and clapping
When you close your eyes
You can still see her smiling and happy
When you fall asleep
Her open dress, her open blouse
Her hands move in
And out of your mouth
The keys get stuck
The screen melts away
Your tears won’t stop
You can still hear her saying she’s leaving
When you close your eyes
You can still see her crying and screaming
When you fall asleep
Her open dress, her open blouse
Her breasts fall out,
And into your mouth,
Her face moves in
Her sweat rubs off
You dance inside her
You dance all night
Her open dress, her open blouse
Her face moves in
And out of these thoughts,
You dance inside her
And you wake up in sweat
But she’s never there
When you open your eyes
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5. |
Stupid
02:10
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You’ll chase me out of
Your wedding
You’ll chase me out of
Birthdays
But I’ll run riot at
Your funeral
Cos your ghost can't
Haunt me there
I mix intention
Without belief
I string words together
And I don't know what they mean
What you saw inside me
Was everything stupid
I could show you
'By no means hide
Your idiot,
Let words run out
And clasp
Anything that makes sense
Pin it on to your chest'
'By no means hide
Your idiot,
Let words run out
And clasp
Anything that makes sense
Scratch them into your chest'
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6. |
She Falls
03:23
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It’s awful cold
This winter
Days run off
Like tears
Our race is run
Falling down
Become you
Cos I can pick you up
We’ll laugh out loud
But all these tears
Welcome home
The leaving lasts a lifetime
I forget to breathe
And you feed me air
But all those years
Of sadness
You hide behind those eyes
We’ll turn to joy
And all those tears
Welcome home
No more tears
Welcome home
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7. |
A Song Against The City
02:16
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Sleeping around to get an idea
Of what you do when you’re not here
In the arms of some old hag
Feel so cheap and useless
Something’s in the water
When I learn I’ll start to attack
The city that’s built me, the city that laughs
At every plan I’ve ever tried to make
I’ll pull it apart, I’ll tear of its face
And watch it kick and scream and plead
The ambulance will go
Mee maw mee maw mee maw
Something’s in the water
And if you try to stop me in my tracks,
I’ll knock you down; I’ll break your back
And if you leave with all the world in tow
I’ll rip out your pews and tear down your homes
Something’s in the water
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!
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8. |
The Small Hours
01:40
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It’s a little too early for last orders
But it's a little too late for me to stay
And the barman doesn't want to know
So I’ll go away
Get lost in all my little secret histories
While trying to write a fresh page in this book
But the drink takes the piss out of my sadness
Made out a silence that your voice had broken
There’s not much too break when you've grown up
Maybe I should be afraid
Cos when you look at me
Things get a little weird
I think I
Should leave
Spend the night staring at the telephone
Wishing that I had the balls to call
But I think I’ll just pour another class
And curse your name under my breath and make my
Way into my bed and grab my crotch and tease out all the
Fun we used to have
The walls start to breathing and my stomach starts screaming
And I puke into the small hours and die
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9. |
Quick
03:34
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Gentle and quick, she rolls over
She extends her arm to the light switch
She extinguishes the brightness
And lights me up inside
For hours after, the only thing that matters
Is her breath on my skin
Makes me think of more sin
Then she asks me, to be her blanket
I pull her closer, and watch her sleep
Morning slides in, and I can only hear her breathing
I counted every breath, while she was sleeping
She rolls over, and wants me to kiss her
So I kiss her, and she lights me up inside
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10. |
Slowed In Motion
01:37
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Slowed in motion, arms aren’t broken; they’re just hanging there
Feeling birdlike and I’m hoping, that they’ll take to the air
Then I’ll fly inside, right between your thighs,
The hours fly by, in slow motion, and we’re just laying there
In some bed, and wrapped around you, cold but I don’t care
Then you turn, kiss me, and set me off.
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11. |
RKP
02:32
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No matter how it happened, it still took me by surprise.
Day 3, she'd got to me, turn turn turn
I couldn't help myself
I fell in love, I fell into...
Some hazel eyes
A breath, a laugh, a smile, a twitch
Her last kiss
It takes so long to say goodbye,
Then she’s gone, I lose myself
I fell in love, I fell into…
Her hazel eyes
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12. |
God Only Knows...
02:33
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We’re 2 bodies caught
In twisted shapes, spread and sweaty heaps
Blow out
London
So cold
We drink our wine
And lay together through these wretched nights
Blow out
London
Slow steps
We curse our luck
We pray the deities and ghosts still hope
For us
London
So slow
Hold on…
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13. |
Hed
04:04
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I can’t take you home
The letters I wrote and the words I spoke
Mean nothing to you
Your hands in my hands
Just saying goodbye and what are the things
I should say to you
The attacks on my heart last all night
But I’m not afraid of your cruellest words
I get caught on the silence
That follows you out of the room
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14. |
The Out Song
04:52
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Stars collapse around you
As you ride away
May I wrap around you
So that you might stay
May I be your guidance?
You’re sorry looking glass
Or your eyes in darkness
Or just a safe way home
The night is weak for you
The air is tired
The moon is a smile to you
And the earth is a sigh
For hours I’ll hold you
I’ll wear your make up
Take the arrows for you
When the world is on fire
All going to
Raise our voices
All going to
Raise our families
All going to
Raise our glasses
This will end the album
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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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