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Blackest Eyes
(4:26)
A mother sings a lullaby to a child Sometime in the future the boy goes wild And all his nerves are feeling some kind of energy
A walk in the woods and I will try Something under the trees that made you cry It's so erotic when your make up runs
I got wiring loose inside my head I got books that I never ever read I got secrets in my garden shed I got a scar where all my urges bled I got people underneath my bed I got a place where all my dreams are dead Swim with me into your blackest eyes
A few minutes with me inside my van Should be so beautiful if we can I'm feeling something taking over me
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The Sound of Muzak
(5.02)
Hear the sound of music Drifting in the aisles Elevator prozac Stretching on for miles
The music of the future Will not entertain It's only meant to repress And neutralise your brain
Soul gets squeezed out Edges get blunt Demographic Gives what you want
Now the sound of music Comes in silver pills Engineered to suit you Building cheaper thrills
The music of rebellion Makes you wanna rage But it's made by millionaires Who are nearly twice your age
One of the wonders of the world is going down It's going down I know It's one of the blunders of the world that no-one cares No-one cares enough
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Gravity Eyelids
(7.30)
Open your eyes now Hear me out before I lose my mind I've been waiting for hours Let the salt flow, feel my coil unwind
Give me a smile please Count the calm and watch my breathing slow Winding me up tease Get inside my head and make it show
Gravity eyelids come down
Touching your oil skin Slipping hands down past your waist to find I've been waiting for hours Let the salt flow, feel my coil unwind Go to the edge swim Brown the eyes that sleep has rendered blind
1. Gravity eyelids come down 2. Come love so young with your gold arms so I wake her 3. Here's a will that will glow in the dark
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Wedding Nails
(5.16)
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Even Less / Slave Called Shiver
(11:38)
Even Less
A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach He was a friend that I could not reach He thought I was cold but I understand But for the grace of god goes another man
And I may just waste away from doing nothing But I'm a martyr to even less
A choirboy is buried on the moors Where we used to go dreaming when we were bored So some kids are best left to fend for themselves And others were born to stack shelves
And I may just waste away from doing nothing But I'm a martyr to even less
Slave Called Shiver
I need you more than you can know And if I hurt myself it's just for show I found a better way to curb the pain You put a trigger here inside my brain
Mother I need her I'm falling apart Mother I need her And it's only the start
I may be nothing now but I will rise I'll have more followers than jesus christ
Through all the smashing and crashing cars I love the ground you walk with all my heart
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Heartattack in a Layby
(4:16)
I pull off the road East of Baldock and Ashford Feeling for my cell In the light from the dashboard
Hissing from the road The smell of rain in the air con Maybe check the news Or just put a tape on
Lighting up a smoke I've got this feeling inside me Don't feel too good
If I close my eyes And fell asleep in this layby Would it all subside The fever pushing the day by
Motor window wind I could do with some fresh air Can't breathe too well
(She waits for me. Home waits for me.)
I guess I should go now She's waiting to make up To tell me she's sorry And how much she missed me I guess I'm just burnt out I really should slow down I'm perfectly fine but I just need to lie down
We'll grow old together We'll grow old together We'll grow old together....
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Strip the Soul
(7:06)
This is my home, this is my own, we don't like no strangers Raise the kids good, beat the kids good and tie them up Spread it wide, my wife, my life, push the camera deeper I can use, I abuse, my muse, I made them all
This machine Is there to please Strip the soul Fill the hole A fire to feed A belt to bleed Strip the soul Kill them all
They are not gone, they are not gone, they are only sleeping In graves, in ways, in clay, underneath the floor Building walls, overalls, getting bored, I got faulty wiring Brick it up now, brick it up now, but keep the bones
(Do you want a western home in the rubble ?)
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Tinto Brass
(6:38)
Recorded live at XM Satellite Radio Performance Studio One, Washington DC, USA, 12th November 2002. Mixed by SW at No Man¹s Land, UK, December 2002. Features 5 piece touring line up including special guest John Wesley on guitar and backing vocals. Original Transmission 1.1 limited to 1500 copies with a repress of 1000 copies as Transmission 1.2
