1. |
Beat Oven
06:39
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Beatoven
V1
Well I got out of work an hour early
What do I do nowhere to be
It's just next door it's not too far
I think I'll have just one or two
I saw you standing at the bar
A buddy from a life afar
This was the start of journeys end
I down a whiskey with my friend
C
Aint had enough quite yet
I got my second wind
I got some more left in me
I aint drowned up all my sins
It's picking up its getting good
I think I could I think I should
One more drink here with you
Is one too few
V2
Moments pass second glass
I'm having fun I hope this lasts
I feel the monster closing in on me
I'll have one more there's one for you
We laugh we cry our spines unwind
We lose the clarity of words
We quaff another feel the burn
We pass the point of no return
M8
The ugly bar girl looks at me
She says hey what will it be
My eyes excel in their deceiving
Seeing is no longer believing
Which girl do I tell what I want to?
I have a choice there's one in three
I say FUCK IT I want a bottle
Set it down and go away
V3
It's half past three on Tuesday morning
I gave my friend a broken nose
He tried to take that bargirl home
But I had fallen into love
Lying in the street this morning
Dressed in whiskey from my bowels
Think I'll crawl home crack a bottle
But I'll have just one or two
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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2. |
Sugarglass
04:06
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Sugarglass
V1
Taking off taking off
A heavy coat
Taking in
Lines of a different coast
Washing out washing out
Stains of bleeding dreams
Washing away
Clues to what it means
Breaking down breaking down
House with weakened walls
Breaking out
Before it falls
C
Stay true to yourself
Recognise your true wealth
Stay true to yourself
Even in the hell you find inside
V2
Driving on driving on
A sun kissed path
Riding out
To ride too far
Crashing down crashing down
On sugarglass
Crashing through
Sweet shards of past
Picking out picking out
The coldest grains
Picking them out
To start again
C
M8
To save anything left behind
To save something of my mind
Burn the shadow from my sleep
Pray the earth my soul to keep
Then find all that wasted time
Find anything left behind
C
O(x4)
Let me go back
Let me go back
Let me go back
Let me go back
Let me go
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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3. |
Skinned
04:28
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Skinned
V1
peel me off to shake me out
Wring me dry of blood and sweat
Stretch me out and press me down
And slide me on to your skin again
Till I wear thin again
V2
Get a grip around my bones
Beat the pace till I sing in groans
File the rough against the grain
Fix my joints till I'm whole again
Till my bones break again
C
Break my fall
'Fore I lose it all
Stand me up tall
'Fore I lose my soul
'Fore I lose my head
'Fore I turn up dead
Easily led
By the shit I'm fed
V3
Piss my blood 'fore it runs clear
Drink me up and swallow fear
Piss me out let me out
Cleanse the doubt from my blood again
Bleed me of pain
V4
Let me die in you again
When I sigh for you again
When I lie to you again
Let the mothering begin
Cleanse me of sin
v5
To save me from the filthy sin
Before I help sin again
Save me I have life to win
Save me from the evil sin
Skin me again
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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4. |
Wiff
03:05
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Whiff
V1
Will you save us all the bits?
Can you stop the time?
I'm running late I'm stuck in traffic, been here for half an hour
Though I left in plenty of time
I'm stuck now behind this swine
Save me all the fucking good stuff
Oranjeboom
Skin up a Bifta
C
I need to change my mind
v2
Don't you talk about the best bits
Don't write a tune
I've been in this hellish rut since three this afternoon
And I just need to vent some shit
And I don't want to miss those bits
Don't play the chunky good stuff
Don't rock the room
Skin up a lifter
C(x2)
I need to change my mind
M8
Loosen my eyes
Lubricate sockets now loosen my eyes
Open my mind
Feed me some scraps for thought open my mind
Till I arrive
Save all epiphanies till I arrive
Then loosen my eyes
Lubricate sockets then open my mind
V3
Did you use up all the best bits?
Coz I'm really close
I hope you saved some dirty riffs I need to make the most
Of this day that melts oh wait
I smell a reason for me to stay
Can I smell the funky good stuff?
Outside the room
Skin up a Whifter
C(x2)
I need to change my mind
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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5. |
Growsome
05:42
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Growsome
V1
All is won to lose again
Gaining strength to use all up
Winning battles to lose the war
I can't smile falsely anymore
Pretending life is full and dear
Born of safety death I fear
Fear to breath to be myself
C
Why can't I stop this lie?
Why can't I thought I try
Tell me why, I tell lies
Why can't I grow some heavy balls?
V2
Enraged I lay myself
Down to her to do her will
I grind my teeth I ask myself
Where's the life the love the thrill?
You suck the blood right out of me
This isn't how it's meant to be
A shadow of the man I dreamt
C
M8
Boredom weighs on empty days
Anger kills the waning will
Anguish hangs like pointed fangs
Grow them, grow them
Grow them, grow them
Grow them
V3
Not long now before I go into the dark infinite
Don't want to kill myself no more
I'm useless, weak, a fucking whore,
Alky fuck, dependent mess
I should be shot I should have less
Last chance now to be a man
So watch me grow these heavy balls
C
Suck on mine, stuck on mine
Suck on mine, suck em dry
Suck on mine, Suck on mine
Suck on my massive fucking balls
O
Boredom weighs empty days
Anger kills weaning will
Anguish hangs pointed fangs
Fate is touched twisting guts
Grow them big
Not long now 'fore I go
Into dark infinite
Can't kill myself no more
Useless weak fucking whore
Alky dependent mess
Should be shot should have less
Last chance to be a man
Watch em grow big and bold
Suck on my suck on my
Suck on my suck on my
Suck on my suck on my
Suck on my suck on my
Suck em dry
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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6. |
Making Sound
05:22
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MAKING SOUND
V1
Selling my time for shit
Not quite believing it
Scraping the barrel till
At last I lose the will to live
V2
Pain isn’t relative
Got no more me to give
Whaling for nothing and
The time I have left is lost
C
When I make this sound
With my sinews unwound
I find its meaning
My voice is now found
I will make sound
I will make poetry
I will be loud
And you
Won’t listen to me
V3
Fragile mind turns to rage
Locked in this rusting cage
Swinging at mirrors
To break only you
You break x2
C
M8
Throw me a rope
Fragility gropes
At all that slides away
Falling through fingers
And dusting the ground
All I can do
Is make a new sound
C
© Blue Gillespie 2009
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7. |
Tripout
05:05
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Tripout
C
Tripping my tits off
Ripping your grits off
Sucking your nips off
Flicking your bits off wait I'm
Freaking the fuck out
Hearing myself shout
Tearing my eyes out
Wonder what this is about
V1
I liked you, you looked at me
We chose to meet unnaturally
You knew the boys, you knew the place
But unfamiliar with my face
Drink made eyes and weed made stare
A flame appeared a fuck me flare
Light went down but the curtain was up
And we drank the hell from Medusa's Cup
C
V2
Curtains breathed as chemicals weaved
Tingling grief meaning relieved
Staring is clocked and fingers are locked
Pinching at jeans and a finger is docked
Anaglyptic walls swell in
We fall through a door let the tripping begin
In that room everyone I knew
I see in your face they came here to screw
M8
I like you
You look at me
C
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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8. |
Black Waltz
03:27
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Black Waltz
V1
Been swinging dead animals in a room that's too small
Nowhere to sit down the ceilings real low
To kill all the boredom
I stand on my hands
Then I hear music from some place around
A lingering dwindling delicate sound
A lady appeared
She said this could end
V2
Dressed in black ribbons of black silk and black lace
I see my dead love in the lines of her face
She floats up to me
She offers her hand
My love you've been gone since 2003
You sank to the bottom of the green Irish Sea
I came back for you
This boredom will end ..... if you dance with me.
C(x2)
Dance with grace, dance this pace, dance with me
Die in rhyme, die in time, die in three
Waltz me black
Waltz me back
Back to the sea
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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9. |
Fingered
06:23
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Fingered
C
Don't tell me what my urges mean
Don't tell me what you think is clean
Don't stain my life with martyr's blood
Point your finger in the name of good
Don't tell me where to make my bed
Or I will finger you instead
V1
Prying in lives begin
Hit the floor forever more
Make amends journeys end
Salt is poured on open sores
To screaming seal and one day feel
To be alive to cheat and lie
I ask you when was the time of men
If choices made were made by animals
Choices made were made by animals
C
V2
How to win right to sin
Or call this sin a way to win
To win myself learn myself
Self respect to choose the sex
To love and hold to be so hold
To soundly choose nothing to lose
I ask to love when times are tough
And choices made are made by animals
M8
Don't tell me what my urges mean
Don't tell me what you think is clean
Don't stain my life with martyr's blood
Point your finger in the name of good
Don't tell me where to make my bed
Or I will finger you instead
I will finger you instead
C
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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10. |
The Fergal
05:15
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The Fergal
V1
It was a long time coming
This feeling of contentment
But the new evils had already been concluded
And bid their time before the hatching
New car new flat new girl
All the things that you convinced yourself you need
Mediocre modicum of success is all you need.
V2
Been a long time coming
This reeling from contentment
And the new day’s sun had already been extinguished
You lay the spoils before the master
New car new house new girl
All the things that he convinced you that he needs
Mediocre modicum of success is all you need.
C
I will find you little brother
I will see you at the shore
We will listen to each other
We will repent from the core
Once I’ve found you little brother
I’ll be dressed in hope mundane
I’ll be dripping with contentment
To leave with you again
V1
C
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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11. |
Paradox & Time Knot
07:03
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Paradox
How can all this come down to me?
Why only my mystery
I feel all the eyes on me
And now I can't breathe
© Blue Gillespie 2010
Time Knot (Paradox Part Two)
V1
Feeling weary
Feeling sad
Breaking open
Brand new fad
To reveal it
Just to see it
Just to feel it
Now you've had it
Now you've felt it
Now you've smelled it
Now you'll fuck it
Then you'll kill it
Then you'll eat it
Then you'll sick it
Sick it all up
In the time trough
B
Dive your hand in
Feel the longing
Pull the plug on
All you would have
Done to be the
One to save us
Can you fix it?
Do you want to?
If you do it
He can have you
Stop us all now
End this all now
C
Pray don't stay go away
I'm here to point the way
Go away I'II pray
Listen close to what I say
Don't stay go away
I'm the last one to stand in your way
Go away I'II pray
Gods too busy to save the day
V2
In the Rib boned
Memory Seas
We shall crack the sky’s foundation
Cataclysmic
Time disease
Peel away
Our procreation
Lose the could haves
Lose the old
Rape the system
Take control
B
C
O
In the Rib bond
Memory Seas
We shall crack the sky's foundation
Cataclysmic
Time disease
Peel away
Our procreation
Lose the could haves
Lose the old
Rape the system
Take control
© Blue Gillespie 2010
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