1. |
Information Jungle
04:31
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Another sip
from
staling bottle
jaggered paths
slip
through the leaves
marooned
by miscommunications
spat
from
tv
Vines snake
to
form an armchair
pretend to strangle
solitude
under the guise
of creature
comfort
i'm switched
to
flight
mode
Oh
was that a
noise
i thought i heard a
voice
my tongue caught by
a cat
called choice
And i peer
through
swirling digits
try to make
out
your broadcast
tangling
fruits
of interference
dropping past
Through the gaseous
rush of static
ricocheting
opinions call
and your silhouette
keep fading
and your voice
tumbles
down
the
waterfall
Oh
was that a
noise
i thought i heard a
voice
your tongue caught by
a cat
called choice
Friday
i'm stuck without
blinkers
oh
i'm slowly
sinking
down
Crusoe
i have no
indignation
need some
education
something to help
sift out
Yeh
it's an
information jungle
yeh
it's a
plural world out there
whose words
are her ears
mouthing
cupped
by whose hands
mmm
we're in a jungle
lost in a jungle
we're in a jungle
lost in a jungle
mmm
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2. |
Voyagers
03:29
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And it took me by surprise
how we passed each
others sides
passed each other 's
time
passed
Beside the petty crimes
our collective
peace of mind
might afford
a second,
glance
(voyagers)
Is it sight for sorry eyes?
Punishment for
leading blind?
oh the earth
it rotates
on
And along this path of mines
and passages
unwind
surely
clocks
to cross
and other finds
(voyagers)
(voyagers)
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3. |
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In the stomach
she
spied a sponge
they had
to turn back to
the table
Pills and caves
and then
a sleuth
His eyes
still speak of
meditation
out
you got a way
you got
away
Car-parked shards
fell with our cause
Much more
broken than
dear sampler
Got a teaspoon of
medicine
and things
are
clearing
a way
out
you got a way
you got
away
Opinion
don't count
found
a space
got a rhyme
got plenty of things,
not enough time
had an outburst
Opinion
don't count
found
a space
got a rhyme
got plenty of things,
generation Ys
had an outburst
ooo
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4. |
The Hype
04:12
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I
laughed
at the hype
the strangeness
that kept
me on toes
and up
all
night
my head
throbs with sugar
hungover
from
hunger and
sights
of
the
future
we've been marching
been marching
marching
The words
imbibed
wherever
from where
they are
sourced
hide
as
coarse
yeh i've been
here
before
thirsty
and looking
for wars
caught up
in arms
We'll go marching
go marching
again
Ooo I
laughed
at the hype
the strangeness
that kept
me on toes
and up
all
night
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5. |
Manolete
06:09
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I told you once
I had a vision
ah
now it's time
to take my ha-and
Bloody minds
splashing gutters
with ambition
take your time
i have
discipline
for two
Thunderin' skies
resolutely state my mission
ah
i don't expect you yet
to understand
I'm seeing you
boy
all eyes on you
we're seeing you
boy
she's watchin too
I confess
first it was all a kind
of glor-ry
ah
but then
I savoured
the minute
and the taste
bitter
never wasn't
al-ways
and so we learnt
the sweetness
of salutes
and the tunnel
it will always turn and deepen
ah
i'll always dig
in hot
pursuit
I'm seein' you
boy
all eyes on you
All eyes on you
boy
she's watchin too
I'm seein' you, boy
you're
coming
true
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6. |
What News (handstandpop)
05:07
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well i
star-jumped
across a canyon
oo whoa oo oo oooh
did a hand stand on the bed
moved
like an
awkward michael
jackson
kept
nodding at my
head
what news..
while you and i
won't live forevere
we'll be
together instead
what news
it's
been so many
days
oooh
been getting
caught up
in my head
oh
what's become
of you
and the news
we shared
in bed
what news..
while you and i
won't live forever
we can be together
instead
what news
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7. |
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8. |
Forget Me Knots
05:15
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At the time
we agreed
and I pulled a few
strings
overnight
Vicarious,
it seemed
The frontline
Indeed
Quite a fright
Well you had big
ideas
full of life
a career
and
a bike
Polished
each well
already
a future
as bright
Lace up my boots
tie up my eyes,
be drier
undo the screws
forget-me-nots
tangled
wires
A photo
enough
hear whispers
and parts
of you.
Room empty
and dark
a cigarette
butt
always
you.
Lace up my boots
tie up my eyes,
be drier
Undo the screws
forget-me-nots
tangled
wires.
your voice at
each
turning
your absence
rides with
my shame
I search
yeh I'm a cowboy
chasing
un-setting
suns
(and pain)
Lace up my boots
tie up my eyes
be drier
undo the screws
forget-me-nots
tangled
wires
oh my wires
my wires
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9. |
Xmas Tree
03:26
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I've be-een
playing tar-a-zan
swing-i-ing
fro-om
limb to limb
and reached
the
high-est
boughs
and yo-ou
lit-tle gate-kee-pah-ah
con-fused
by-y emp-ty
nu-uts
a tho-ought
is a-all
you
found
a thought
is all
that counts.
Your card
jingles all the
wa-ay
our loo-se
affiliation
stays
you kno-ow
it's all-l
ha-and
ma-ade
From here
the view's of
higher ground
and tinsel
dra-aped all a-round
oh my de-ear
it's the tho-ought
tha-at
co-ounts
yeh a tho-ought
is a-all
yo-ou
fo-ound
oh my dear
it's the
tho-ought
tha-at
counts
oh my dear
it's the
tho-ought
tha-at
counts
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10. |
Salut Toi
06:25
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11. |
Carousel
05:33
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as if responding to a call
thirty he-eads
i-in deep ree-verence
fall
for something more
handheld addicts
stuck
like velcro to the wall
and my eyes go round and ro-o-und
like the baggage carouse-e-el
waiting
for you to arrive
almost like a chore
we nod in unison
await
a
prize
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