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Dominic Song
07:32
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And you were sometimes cruel
And what you said was sometimes true
You walked in white
And brown was the colour that I wore
And I never even met your wife
You moved into a different life
But not so long ago
We played dominoes
And I was sometimes cruel
And what I said was sometimes true
You walked in white
And brown was the colour that I wore
And I never even met your wife
You moved into a different life
But not so long ago
We played dominoes
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Idiots (Let Me In)
03:00
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Let me in
Let me in
Let me in
Diagonally across the street
Without control of their faculties
Spending your time and mine
All over the street
Let me in
Let me in
Let me in
Filling up the shop
Dissatisfied with their lot
They just don’t get it
They just don’t get it
Let me in
Let me in
Let me in
They don’t know left from right
They don’t know right from wrong
They don’t know anything
They don’t know this song
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Bleat Beep
03:36
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The roaring in your mind roars on
The pennies in your pocket have gone
The sense of well-being that your system neglected
Alights instead upon a distance, well-protected
What do you see in an instant?
Images of bodies that your mind kept
What did you feel when your nerve went?
Actions that remained unrepentantly repentant
Bleat, beep
What did you cut out from behind the glass?
Nothing, of course
You go out to the old mine shaft
At Cemetery Tropicana
You look up and it all ends suddenly at the sky
What is it that defies revision?
Words and a simple movement
What was it that you heard behind Joy Division?
Just a simple movement
A simple, human movement
Bleat, beep
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Mistakes
04:04
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Walk away in front of me
Don’t look at where you’ve been
You don’t have the time
And there’s no point in wasting mine
I don’t want to see you now
I don’t need to now
I don’t want you to be here
I don’t need you near
Lie down away from me
Lie down and stay there
No rain is coming through
No rain would need to
There’s nothing wrong with you
There’s nothing wrong with what I do
But things don’t meet, they grate
And we ourselves are by mistake
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Chairs are Men
02:42
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The human body always caves in on itself
When I think about it, it’s like 1979
How far away from that behaviour am I?
In air there is nothing, you’re in it, across from me
Walls are men hiding
And doors are men coming
And chairs are men waiting
And men are things nothing
A deeply felt well rankled by indifference
Not turned from but left in suppliant waste
Fear of loss of momentum informs everything
And stages melt, one into another
Walls are men hiding
And doors are men coming
And chairs are men waiting
And men are things nothing
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6. |
No, Remember
04:45
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On my way to die
I laughed on the only breast
Alight with no continence
Nothing grown or known
How cool the breeze that licked my arms!
How quick my step!
Trees that lived in autumn winds
Wilting through my mind
My limbs were hanging wilfully
Unfastened from that page
Curled into and yet away
From the animal breath
On my way to die
I laughed on the only breast
Never was there message
Only was there fact
A different kind of diagram
Sealed with exclusion
Now support my need
Living uncontained
My form, it leaks all kinds of things
I scent every lack
To pride and to origin
I once again repair
To leaves and to earth
In some traditional sense
Never was there message
Only was there fact
But no, remember
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7. |
Frozen!
03:45
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I was born
In a leper colony
Fumbled out under the hill
But benches were the birthplace
Of all that carried me
And they need persuasion still
Gone with dumb escape
Reaping curious flesh
I touch what once was mine
Sheer and shining sheen
Of drips – how frozen!
Constrict for the last time
What has been
Denied to me this night?
Probably my own energy
Because I have tried
So many times to fight
My senses will not obey me
Consciousness is wrong
And sleep my enemy
Both tempt me to release
If you have teeth then you
Had better show them now
And end my disbelief
Puff-puff go the bricks and mortar
Fumes, they lure me
With every fresh collapse
Get it done, get it done!
Hinder, hinder, hinder!
Twisted, tangled, perhaps
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I can pretend that it’s possible
To know each of my needs
To be sure of their exact extent
But the body speaks in tongues
Caught up in my own cross-drifts
Blown wildly off course
I can pretend that it’s possible
But the body speaks in tongues
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Oracle, Oracle
04:21
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Oracle, let the chicken live
If he may leave his short career
If he will not interfere
Oracle, let the chicken live
If this world is a patient place
If he will owe you not for this grace
Oracle, let the chicken live
Oracle, let the chicken live
If his weight will not be too much
If his pain will not be seen as such
Oracle, let the chicken live
If this world will not resent
If there is nothing he must represent
Oracle, let the chicken live
Oracle, let the chicken live
If this world is worth more than he
If to kill him leaves him to me
Oracle, let the chicken live
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10. |
Waste
07:45
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Long will be the passing day
Strong will be the urge to stay
Resigned to slump beneath the need
Designed to incubate the seed
Bend beneath
The weight, the grief
And so control
Your goal
See in objects’ static lines
The moving plan that they refine
Read into a body’s needs
The intention to deceive
The lid you lift
Will set you adrift
Because your skin
Is thin
The senses by themselves feel strange
And through them you hope to arrange
Actions into present facts
Activities into real lacks
Look: they show
The empty flow
That runs through
The things you do
You could be wrong and in which case
You should resolve to now displace
Effluvium, the rind of dreams
To flush it out in uric streams
Smell the waste
Without distaste
It will reveal
What you really feel
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Naevus London, UK
Lloyd James: voice, guitar. Ben McLees: bass. Hunter Barr: drums. Sam Astley: guitar.
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