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Equinox
03:10
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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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Secret Animal
01:57
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Mirrorshow
02:07
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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
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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?
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Late Night Sketchy
06:09
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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
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Bring Potions
05:49
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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
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Planet Fort Knox
04:03
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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
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No Place Like No Place
02:47
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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 ...
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Ramp Up The Theatre
03:42
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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!
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Escape! Routine!
04:48
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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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