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Halcyon Days
02:46
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These may be the halcyon days, Before the crash hits, Before the crack splits. These may be halcyon days, Days of promises, Activity worthy of St. Vitus, Activity worthy of St. Vitus. Abstinence in resolutions, Abstinence in resolutions, Activity worthy of St. Vitus, Activity worthy of St. Vitus. Keeping it together, Keeping it together, Keeping it together, It won't last forever! We're keeping it together, Keeping it together, 'cos it can't last for ever. These are the days of a dying dread, It was a bloated dream, A bloated dream, The skin peels back on an over stretched crack, And the skin peels back on an over stretched crack. Peeking, it's where the seeds slip in, Peeking, its where the seeds slip in, On an over stretched crack.
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Chalice
03:28
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Here's to you... Here's to you.
Here's. To...
YOU!
Here's to you, All my personal prejudice, Here's all my hatred, It's not like yours. Here's is all my distance... Ohhh! A chalice of bleach, I raise it to you, In trump of your glory and circumstance, Your glory and in your circumstance. I take my bigoted mid center stance, My bigoted mid/left
HATE!.
Here's to you. A chalice of poison, In trumped up glory, Have a Bleach on me, Have a Bleach on Me!
A poison chalice washes whites whiter, Makes everything brighter.
I fill my chalice with all my prejudice and aim at you. Here's to you.
A chalice of... A chalice of...
The blood of my enemies.
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You are Here
03:24
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You are here, You are here.
We were meant for more than this and so much less. The grind of the machine. Metal gone wrong. We were meant for more than this.
You were meant for more than this and so much less. Metal gone wrong.
It was us along, It was us all along.
The sky is black. The earth is dry. The heavens weep. The fires sweep.
We were meant for more and so much less. The cog it gives.
You are here.
Dry under the sky. Send flood. Send dry. Under the sky in my fathers eye, In my fathers eye.... We were meant for more than this. You are here. We were meant for less. From plough to mall.... You are here and so am I.
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Awkward
04:11
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Awkward... a little tiptoe.... Awkward.... precarious....
Awkward. On egg shells.
I'm a little awkward snowflake. Until hell freezes over. Awkward little snowflake.
Chilly as... Hell.
Ice. Chilly little snowflake. 'cos 'm awkward as Hell.
Chilly little snowflake chilly little snowflake, I tip toe round, Awkward as Hell. Your little chilly snowflake ...awkward as hell. I'm awkward. Fucking awkward... it's my mistake to tippy toe around you. I''m so tired of being your little snowflake.
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Ugly Boots
03:25
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We all wear ugly boots... Don't we?!?
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Dear George
03:45
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A creaking stair, the gas light dims. A ghost of cabbage on the air. {all you knew, you always knew - and all you knew, we never knew)
Dear George.
An aspidistra sits, Beneath the nicotined nets. The tennis nets. It's queer out there tonight....
Dear George. There's dust on the book shelves.
Dear George. {all you knew, you always knew - and all you knew, we never knew) And memories of Indian summers.
Dear George. Coughing agitation.
The coughing agitation of the miserable middles.
Dear George. A hand fumbles to roll a fag... coughing in the mud, Eric Blair.
Rough men stand ready to do violence on your behalf, so you needn't worry, or be good all the time. You can choose happiness over freedom, never hear the truth or know liberty. Safe in your own contractions, beliefs and comforts - you can sleep well tonight.
Dear George. ... the lights dim in a bunker trench standing feet drenched, the scope pans out.... As a camera pans to a Big Brother room, A voice. The time. The day. We've been programed that way. Chickens entertain on their bad two legs, and the rats are beyond the screen, and they'd bite your face 'cos we really are that mean. In the fakeness of Not-Think we are dumb, picked on, pecking each other...for our own entertainment. Lights go up on a screen. Well set. Sleep well. Knowing it isn't you. It isn't happening to you. It is happening to someone who is not you - All the rats are beyond the screen. Dear George. 2and2and2and2and2....
IT'S 4! (Oh, Dear... George...)
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Lock Down
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