1. |
Apotropaic
05:05
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There's something happening here, and I'm not sure what it is
There's something happening here, and I'm not sure what it is
Oh yeah, I recognize this. I think I recognize this
Oh no, I recognize this. Oh yeah, I recognize this
I had a vivid dream that it all turned out the right way, in the right way
I had a vivid dream that it all came out the right way, in the right way
It is inexorable. It is inexorable
It is inexorable. The die is cast and the pin has been pulled
We're bound together, in this life, in the previous, and in the next
We're bound together, in this life, in the previous, and in the next
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2. |
Ocean Spectre
03:46
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It's with hesitation I approach this terrain
I didn't really want to go there again
And it all starts tumbling in
And I just can't stop it
Are we still connected by a silver thread?
Is the question that is still in my head
And I know I'm spiralling down now
And I'm ready to hit the ground
And you should know just before we begin
There's just no way you can win
'Cause I'm like a vampire you invited in
Over your threshold
And inexorably
We're embedded
In each other's lives
Each other's lives
Each other's lives
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3. |
Of Course
04:25
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I must learn to trust my past self
This censure, this creeping doubt
And I'm hollowed out, hollowed out
Up on the hill
On the Summer Solstice
I made a sigil and I burnt it
I burnt it, I burnt it
Even I can't tell when I'm joking any more
Any more
Crossing the Rye
I fell to my knees
I saw angels in the trees
And I broke down
I broke down, I broke down
I finally figured out what was missing
And said of course
But of course
Of course
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4. |
Embowered
04:52
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About to enter into a new year
With no idea of what's going on
Is still better than pretending
All's well and we're still going strong
That there's nothing wrong
And crawling back
And carrying on
Like nothing's wrong
You still don't think
That you're good enough
Do you, old boy?
Oh, do you, old fellow?
Though at 2.22
AM
I'm still embowered by you
Embowered by you
We'll burn that bridge when we come to it
Oh, we'll burn that bridge when we come to it
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5. |
Lucifer Box
02:52
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Oi!
Put your mask on!
Oh, cheer up, old boy, it might never happen
Oh, cheer up, old fellow, keep your chin up
We just need to flatten the curve
So please just keep your distance
You wear a fad like a hermit crab
And reside there while it serves you
But there'll be no comfort there
When the fire comes to scourge you
I will follow obediently
I will follow to a point
Then stop
Oh, cheer up, love, it might never happen
But I don't know if or when
You'll see them again
I will follow obediently
I will follow to a point
Then I will take a match from my
Lucifer box
I'll take a match and I'll strike it
I'll take a match and I'll set it all aflame
Stop asking questions, and follow
This is misinformation
This is misleading
Just follow the science
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6. |
Benzedrine Puff Adder
03:28
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Even before I heard my name called, I knew exactly what I was going to say
I reached the stage, cheeks aflame, trophy in my hand, and I said 'I am humbled'
I was humbled by all the work you've done for me, and I said it
I was humbled by all the ideas you've had for which I've taken credit
Humility isn't even a trait to which I aspire
And when I say I am humbled, you can probably tell that I'm a liar
I was humbled by all the accolades of my inferiors
I exteriorise my vanity with false humility
The opportunities for sincerity tick, tick away
But I still prefer to say that I am humbled
Oh, that I am humbled
I am humbled
I'm so, I'm so humbled
I feel so humbled
I...
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7. |
Interloper
02:45
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I am an interloper. I am a spy
Only here to observe
Just another fellow living in the Holocene. Oh yeah
Sat on a bench in Ruskin Park, I envisioned the sigil
As a giant black bat, its wings spread over London
Oh my love, my ocean spectre, do I detect a tug on our silver thread?
You didn't think this week was just going to roll over for you, did you (rhetorical)
It's swings and roundabouts at the end of the day
From the frying pan into the deep blue sea
Into the deep blue sea
Into the deep blue sea
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Oh to see your sense of entitlement burn
Makes it all worthwhile
To see you take your turn
Cos you wouldn't piss on me
If I was drowning
No
When you don't get your own way
Oh, it makes you mad
It's like
When you asked your mum and she said No
So you went to your dad
And he
And he said No, too
Cos even a broken record
Is right twice a day
You
Get out of my car
Get in to my dreams
Get out of my life
Get into my mind
Get in to my mind
Is it counterfeit?
Is it about to split apart?
Cos I can't shake this feeling
That's it's rigged from the start
All these dark offices
Off labyrinthine corridors
You
Get out of my car
Get in to my dreams
Get out of my life
Get into my mind
Get out of my car
Get in to my dreams
Get out of my life
Get into my mind
Get into my mind
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9. |
Puck
03:59
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://distrokid.com/lyrics/track/?id=6C343DDA-4539-4980-B2E107F74D4508F6,9
I woke up to a spirit of puckishness
Oh yeah
And I tried to catch it
Before it evanesced
Before it vanished
I'm so hungover that I don't know
Who I am not any more
But thank God it's over and I'm finally
I'm finally sober
I Am Finally
Oh Puck don't go
Don't go yet
Oh Puck I'll miss you
So don't go yet
Now I haven't seen you
For a while now
They said they need you
In another realm
But thank God it's over
And I'm finally at the helm
Yeah I'm overwhelmed
I am At The Helm
Oh Puck it's tough
To let go
Oh Puck I'll miss you
So don't go
You're the oldest old thing in England
So don't go
Oh Puck I'll miss you
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10. |
Etiolated
05:30
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://distrokid.com/lyrics/track/?id=6C343DDA-4539-4980-B2E107F74D4508F6,10
I felt so sure
That there was still time to settle the score
But it got away from me
Yes, it slipped away
A left hook
From my unconscious mind
And a kick in the ribs
For my past
I felt so sure
That there was a lock on the door
That I never tried it
I just never tried
But if you're diving in
Then I'm diving too
Yes, I'm coming after you
Yes, I'm diving in too
Yes, I'm coming after you
Yes, I'm diving in too
Yes, I'm coming after you
I was trapped inside a day
I was stuck inside a week
I broke its back
I kicked it in the teeth
Just die
Just die
Just die
Just die
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11. |
Dark Offices
05:17
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Under the weather and freaking out
About something I've read or seen
Or dreamed
It's a dangerous business., these dark offices with discarnate souls
It can swallow us whole
Now I can hear your voice so clear like you were in the next room
I can't believe that it's you
That it's you
That it's you
It's you
My plans were frustrated by a compromise
And etiolated by a lack of light
You say obsessed when you really mean really preoccupied or just interested in
I know you warned me, I know you said sorry
Don't worry
I always knew you would go
I always knew you would go
That you'd go
That you would go
That you would go
Oh, cheer up, old boy
Oh, cheer up, old boy
Oh, cheer up
And now I can't wait for something to take me away from these dark offices
Where everything's fake and disintegrating and paper-thin
And rigged so you can't win
And rigged so you can't win
And rigged so you can't win
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12. |
Garden Leave
06:21
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If you're appalled by what I say
Just imagine the state of my thoughts
It felt like a last-minute reprieve
As I embarked on this four-month spree of garden leave
I never was funny ha-ha
So you settled for peculiar
Blood orange sunset and the tress shook
As the breeze took the burnt pages from my notebook
Can I invite you for a bit of afternoon delight?
And a little light witchcraft in the garden at night?
I never was the sharpest man in the shed
So I sat all summer in the garden and read
Early afternoon drinking's all right by me
As is falling asleep under a tree
The sigil will work
Give it time, give it time, it'll work
Yeah, the sigil will work
Forget it and in time it'll work, yeah
Yeah, the sigil will work
Have patience and in time it'll work, yeah
Yeah , the sigil will work
Forget it and in time it'll work
It worked
It's worked
It's worked
It worked
It worked
It's worked
It worked
It worked
It's the 22nd of July 1981 today, we're doing this recording
Would you like to talk into it, Ian?
Can I?
Yes
What are you going to say?
What are you going to say, Ian?
What do you mean?
Say something, say tape recorder then
Tape recorder
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13. |
Enough!
03:57
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A temporary loss of peace of mind's a price I might have to pay
Resist this nagging voice in my head and the things I hear it say
And if you don't loosen up, you're gonna scare the girl away
And how I over-think this stuff and I've been thrashing it around all day
Oh, enough, enough, enough, enough, enough!
This is taking up all your time
She's taken up all of your mind
Yeah, enough, enough, enough!
It's not for nothing this stuff's so tough
I've had enough of my doubting mind now just shut-up, please
Oh, and now what's worrying me's maybe you thrive on secrecy
Now I'm worn down by doubt and now I'm torn by jealousy
But if you don't lighten-up, you're gonna scare the girl away
Ignore the frightened boy in your head and hope he goes away
Yeah, enough, enough, enough, enough, enough!
I'm laying awake all night
Over a real or imagined slight
Oh, enough, enough!
Why can't I give you the benefit of the doubt
When you reassure me, over and over again
And you say I've got nothing to worry about
Enough, enough, enough, enough!
Enough, enough, enough!
Enough, enough, enough, enough, enough, enough!
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burnt pixels London, UK
Our third album, DARK OFFICES, is OUT NOW, people.
Review of LP, Tropisms:'An album which
is best heard,
both in full and with plenty of time on completion, to reconfigure the brain prior to
undertaking anything requiring concentration'
A fourth album called Tales from the Holocene will gradually emerge.
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