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Who Took Utopia?

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1.
Equinox 03:10
Acting normal is a portable portal I report to whether or not I`de even want to I`m gonna fool you Dear sunshine been a while since we last talked, round about the time the landlord changed my flat lock, glad that your back lots, padlocked mad thoughts, since we flipped down the laptop and shouted TAPS OFF sorry caps lock on and I meant to say taps aff like a plumber this summer we`re having the last laugh so we shall see what we shall see looks like we made it to equinox acting normal is a portable portal I report to whether or not I`de even want to I`m gonna fool you that late February sun, zombies congregate and wobble under it stunned, in many ways more potent than that late June sun, less drinking fines and definitely less sunburn, the Seasonal Affective Disorder gets distracted, the January Blues have been sung and lambasted, the mad march hare has hibernated and fasted, a spring in our step as winter`s outlasted, the best is yet to come and now we`re past the bad bit
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Mirrorshow 02:07
I just wanted to show you I miss you and hold up a mirror and let you see the legend we all see already did my to-do list today coz it`s more of a list of the things I did already I`ve accomplished breakfast and it`s not even lunchtime yet we`re here for a good time not for a long time I just wanted to show I can change show you I`m not strange baked you a cake with my name on it I fell asleep and I dreamt you seduced me now I`m awake you tell me that meant nothing
4.
it`s not rocket science all merits are dubious, a flash in the pan from the dead pan curious, bravado steeped in irony, steamed up windows ( car-keys in the bowl) , zip it shut! close it up! kick down the door! and glue together a little ship, demolish each boat brick by brick, Hollywood agent`s plastic sugeons, (give them all a nobel prize) Jabs and shots and GM crops it`s (no surprise these people ain`t wise) Camaraderie showboat fisherman, senses weakness `n` sticks the boot in, delicate flower - draped in poison, she steals a glance then - reels the boys in, I`de admire and hire the architect, who burned his blueprint to light his cigarette x2 by the book structures - void and ludicrous, it`s not rocket science all merits are dubious, full ay this, ludicrous, who is this? the turtle is 150 years old x 3 how do they know?
5.
Don`t be scared of me I`ll be you when you wake up I am not a hobbie you can suddenly shake off tried to get off the grid but the grid got gridlocked off the radar by a campfire she charmed the smoke off I smelt petrol then I saw a spark and she said you need to go now anywhere but anywhere a heroic dose of wine arrived via astronomy Achilles heel on wheels with an in-built apology have a laugh after all I`m told I`m only half lonely I barge through the graveyard they telled me staff only sorry the dreams you were sold were not meant for your sort the dreams you dreamt were only meant for the other ones and if by magic it were late night sketchy hey hey follow me we`ll have a very , very nice time I`m wondering now as I donder around on the fringe of the gutter with my head in the cloud I`m wondering now as I donder around on the fringe of the gutter with my head in the cloud the clock struck Three and it were late night sketchy time to operate the heavy machinery as if by magic it were late night sketchy Don`t you operate that heavy machinery full steam ahead I`ll make it up to ye blistering, slithering poisoned fuckery the moon did roar as the blood flowed underfoot whats the matter? we`re all howling in the moonlight and if by magic it were late night sketchy hey hey dont you operate the heavy machinery
6.
the birds are meddling the dust unsettling test-tubes bubbling babababubba back peddling bunsen burnering hot seat leveraging questioning Leveson bring me everything I don`t have a crystal ball all I do is pay attention I see round corners when I feel my medicine throw a message in a bottle of gin and ease the tension are you fending for yourself or defending a pretend thing? Bring me my potions realizing the fear is rising this bleak horizon I`m not hiding I`ll fight on if we can keep the light on black cat waddles in the puddle he`s muddying born in Dennistoun claims to be American get Alexander Bell on the phone next to Thomas Edison A Tesla lightbulb moment switch it up to factor Ten rip it up , start again, bring me my lucky pen the man in the lab-coat wants to have that chat again am adamant that mannequin wants to get the craic again mad at the god-dam lack of any Anadin realizing the fear is rising this bleak horizon I`m not hiding I`ll fight on if we can keep the light on not in my name, not in my nature they don`t have nicknames no more they only have bar-codes then they rally cars of yours around those bad back roads babababa bring me my medicine babababa bring me my everything
7.
to my credit I was drinking slowly and to my detriment ... I wasn`t really it`s all swings and roundabouts hocus pocus smoke and mirrors post- `man ` on high alert whenever he delivers and if I ever look confused? Don`t worry mate I`m getting ya just correlating data dat may one day unsettle ya people want the truth but don`t care for facts they want a black`n`white soundbite as a green light to react I`m not angry to say I was suggests am somehow surprised and I`m not shocked not one jot it`s all so very predicable also very avoidable crobarred mental block mind-warped brainwashed bubble I have my own theories- I`m the king of this rubble my wall is a towering inferno until I bash in a keypad with my pin-code motion captured lasers for good measure vandal grease? nah! retina sensors full of beans.. in the bunker for the Alex Jones end time refined tonic wines and a beware of the dug sign I patrol my yard solo in a tin foil jeep and vet the wildlife for bugs cuz slugs can be discreet I`m not lonely better to have not loved than be lost forever and I`m not bitter not one bit ah researched the text of all the ancient scrolls visitors not welcome round here no more no time for fools I`ve disowned them all down the shutters go forever I`m invisible intruders get electrocuted trespassers prosecuted by my law , my land, my rules, my gun I shoot onsite with a remote control (bang) my fence is spiked with barbed wire for defence get out my head this is my patch get off my land keep off the grass move along there`s nothing for you here to see planet fort knox with a paltry population of just me I`m not crazy to say that I am says more about you and I`m not wasted I just say shit I`ll stay on the real while you live your cartoon a glutton for punishment judgement day soon my rifle and my bible just me and the moon I`de rather that than blindly consume sheep follow sheep ba ba to the abattoir gabbing blah blah from your armour of an avatar sheep follow sheep ba ba to the abattoir gabbing blah blah from your armour of an avatar intruders get electrocuted trespassers prosecuted by my law , my land, my rules, my gun I shoot onsite with a remote control (bang) my fence is spiked with barbed wire for defence get out my head this is my patch get off my land keep off the grass move along there`s nothing for you here to see planet fort knox with a paltry population of just me
8.
who took that? who said what? looking up to a scapegoat downing their luck it`s not my It`s not my fault burnt at the stake but were promised rainbows the emperor reigns but we`re still wearing the same clothes there`s no new we picture the scene a man out of his depth they said that they would call nobody called me yet are you there? the raindrops drip and seem to rip the concrete peaked too soon and now we`re creeping off piste home! oh! what you say and what you do one of the Two remains exhumed by the few some rules don`t apply indoctrinated quicker with a contradictator the contraband banned by a cowboy crusader there's no new there's no new me picture the scene a book out of it`s shelf just a cobweb that malicious spider left can you spin? the hailstones hailed down a taxi driver rumours started over jars over cider home! there is no place like it oh! maybe there is no ...
9.
a swarm of shopping trolleys these knights will fly by to your left is a seagull to your right is a high-rise the closest thing to human life is a condom on the beach and a ramp up the theatre the bar lies empty and the landlord`s ragin the waste ground`s rampant and the factory`s vacant the bus route is roulette pogo-hopping on a landmine and a ramp up the theatre the swing-park`s shutdown an abandoned warehouse and coming up ahead is where the old mayor camps out the good buy goodbyes and sell their hellos in the meadows and a ramp up the theatre aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! yee-ha! a way out!
10.
day 23 the truth is there is now daze now the minutes seem minute compared to the months and hours I row solo on this empty vessel Pacing up and down looking for a clue or a footprint, validation, something I don`t know... anything I think I see a monster of the sea that local fork law says is near to me ha! fear is no match for this hunger eating up inside of me yesterday, I made a fishing rod out a bamboo shoot an a piece of string and I launched my mythical dream catcher into the ocean it made a thudding noise then vanished there has been no `man eating fish` not on my watch sun-clocks in the snow the sand has long passed and every so often I hear this buzzing noise that loops that leaves me shook and propels me to jump through hoops and stoop to new depths and look can you hear that? there`s a helicopter overhead escape! routine! helicopter overhead I know what`s real Dayeightyeight things are getting silly now a seagull serenaded me with a sea shanty it whit? I am what... ! must`ve been they zoo-keepers peaking through the cage to protect us from ourselves and prepare us for the stage the waiting game perpetuates the elusive magic flare but I`m pleased! I dream I can fly every night! did you see that? see that flash? there`s a helicopter overhead escape! routine! helicopter overhead I know what`s real Day 1 the snakes became butterfly`s the pain became nothing but mere sleep in our weary eyes it starts with a shooting star and parts with a sunrise dazed by the beauty in everything - I felt good! words are but a memory - I speak in colours now I wanna spend another hunner summers with no count fear was the temporary illusion of ego we shed our last shred of sanity we don`t need it now where we go who took utopia? well there`s no place like the present there`s no passport for a state of mind whether superstar or peasant you took utopia! and you are only me and I was born yesterday so it was never really me and aye I have sinned aye but it was never truly me I quantum leaped into this instant and rose up from the sea you have been trapped but you can break free coz I think I spy a torch-light that will never bother me We all take the same way out

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'Who Took Utopia?' LP out on September 28th 2015

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released September 28, 2015

written and performed by The Girobabies

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