1. |
Cocktail Piano
04:27
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Take on the basket
Take on the life everafter
Take on a dream
And come along with me
Check your hat and goat
Check your spider's look
Marry the married man
And come along with me
To the ends of the earth
To the start of it all
Heaven and hell yeah
They're man-made things
Heaven and hell yeah
Are man-made things
Burn all your clothes
Hack off your smoking hair
Realise the crimes
And come along with me
We're crap fallen stars
We'll go back to where we are
Wanted not needed
So come along with me
To the ends of the earth
To the start of it all
Heaven and hell yeah
They're man-made things
Heaven and hell yeah
They're man-made things
Catch a fallen star, put it in your pocket
Catch a fallen star, put it in your pocket
We're crap fallen stars, put us in your pocket
We're crap fallen stars, put us in your pocket
In a lock-up
In a lock-up
In a lock-up
In a lock-up
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2. |
Particularly So
04:02
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The cobra's constant calm
Night dissolved in bronze
It's not of what I lack (What he lacks)
Or where I'm at (Where he's at)
The closing door
In the clothes of dawn
Our little lies (His little lies)
Are all we have (It's all he has)
Peaking out in the shade
The shade of the day
Rolling back in the skull
And peaking out in a really bad way
A lot like my life
This thing will be breaking down
In 5-4-3-2-1
Particularly so
Particularly so
You know the demons come
They wander on and on
And cross-communicate (Cross-communicate)
Yeah, you heard me right (You heard him right)
This is not their home
They dome upon their own
Upon their sorry bones (His sorry bones)
Upon their fool's gold (His fool's gold)
Peaking out in the shade
The shade of the day
Rolling back in the skull
And peaking out in a really bad way
Peaking out in the shade
Peaking out in the shade
In a really bad fucking way
A lot like my life
This thing will be breaking down
In 5-4-3-2-1
Particularly so
Particularly so
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3. |
Died In My 40s
02:28
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Yes it's true
I tried to kill you
When I shut the house
And put the gas on
But then I slipped
Hit my head
Unconsciously I ended it all
But you of course
You were out of town
With all your friends
Such beautiful friends
I wanted the fame of the callous killer
And a name feared by all
But I lost my balance
Never recovered
I slipped into another world
But you
You and your friends
All went on
To the fame I craved
Died in my 40s
Outlived by my parents
Died in my 40s
And left a small fortune
Died in my 40s
Outlived by my parents
Died in my 40s
Left a small fortune
In unpaid debts
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4. |
World Of Strings
04:18
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Today, all day
I've been revolving
Like the circus bear
And now
The window open
Warm light and air
Drain slowly in
Bringing all I remember
And fresh noise as well
Mid-ranged and steady
It sits down beside me
Then the moment dissolves
I feel the weight of the night
Pulling me down
Still I hold out an ear
For the world of strings
Shallow breathing
The last train goes by
The night's easy hum
Strange
This picture of me
A spotter of trains
Counting hairs on his legs
Long books of numbers
Tattered and torn
Warm in the fire
Of the passing time
While all that's around me
Moves like a train
Fast disappearing
From my closed eye's view
Then the moment dissolves
I feel the weight of the night
Pulling me down
Still I hold out an ear
For the world of strings
Shallow breathing
The last train goes by
The night's easy hum
For the world of strings
Shallow breathing
The last train goes by
The night's easy hum
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The vestibule from yesterday
Where we said goodbye, went separate ways
The vestibule that I see today
Has a hold on me
Won't let me be
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6. |
The Shove
03:39
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Starting over, leaving behind
A crushed past in an iron grid
Stripped flesh of the hurting kind
Abandoned in an Iliad
Best forgotten, distant lives
Echoes of scudding grey skies
White foam on endless seas
A lightning field in disarray
CH: Push came to shove
And it ended our love
A tiny moment in two tiny lives
Forgotten now like this, the last line
Roll, crumble, fold, bend
Crease, shave, slice, trim
Drop, remove and simplify
Always simplify
Push, shove, begin, end
Fight, suffer, ignore, pretend
Order, form, anger, fatigue
Lever, lever, leave her, leave her
CH
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7. |
Where Do I Belong?
04:00
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You know where I could never know
And you care where I could never care
I stole the last breath
From a dying child then left
CH: Where do I belong?
Where do I belong?
In this song
Yeah, in this song
Now there's nothing for me on this day
And there's nothing left for us to say
I stole the last kiss
From a crying bride then left
Oh, I left
CH
As God is my witness
I never did want this
As God is my witness
I never ever wanted this
As God is my witness
I never did want this
As God is my witness
I never ever wanted this
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8. |
Name Of My Sorrow
03:27
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Oh the last I heard from Shirley
She was married to some guy
Living south of Kansas City
Too bad I was so shy
The last I heard from Linda
She was looking much the same
She was married to some guy
Too bad I couldn't play her game
I couldn’t play her game
'Cause Linda was the name of my sorrow
And Shirley was too
But now it's you
And the last I heard of Mary Lou
She still hadn’t learned to sing
She was married to some guy
Too bad I couldn't buy a ring
And the last I heard of Jane
Everybody knew her name
Star of something or the other
Too bad I had no fame
Too bad I had no fame
'Cause Jane was the name of my sorrow
And Mary Lou was too
But now it's you
And the last I heard from Marian
She hadn't changed a bit
Everything was in its place
Too bad I didn't fit
And the last I heard from Susan
She still nursed a fickle flame
And waited in her patient way
Too bad I never came
Too bad I never came
'Cause Susan was the name of my sorrow
And Marian was too
But now it's you
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9. |
Staples
02:30
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I don't know who I am anymore
And I don't think I even care
Everything and nothing at the same time
I might know though what I am
Just staples displaced
Or a forgiveness forgone by me
Somewhere and nowhere at the same time
The hear and now
And the been and gone
It's all the same
I'll leave you alone
To have and to hold
To be dissolved
In your hopes and dreams
And visions in life
Your hopes and dreams
And visions in life
And where will I be
In five fucking years
It's not for me
And never will be
It's not for me
And never will be
It's not for me
And never will be
It's not for me
And never will be
It's not for me
And never will be
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10. |
The Plagiarist
03:57
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I'm licking clean my fingers to spite my hand
I'm drinking holy water to purify and changing his words
His words with mine
More alone than ever, than ever before
Come in out of the rain
Put your feet on my pain
And this place is colder than ever before
And I'm afraid of what I don't know
Would that be were so, you old man
For we are just scraps and we belong on the streets
Come in out of the rain
Put your feet on my pain
No success
With my regrets
A tiny mind
A long night ahead
I'm just trying different ways to say the same thing
One or two different ways for the same thing
And I just crushed another's words with mine
More alone than ever, than ever before
Come in out of the rain
Put your feet on my pain
Come in out of the rain
My old friend you're back again
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He Dark Age Brisbane, Australia
He Dark Age is a collaboration between Paul Newsome (Pork, The Sump etc) and Tony Milner (Swell Guys, No-V-Bleet etc). We were mostly active from around 1986 to 1990 or so in Brisbane, but have started working together again with new releases from 2013. ... more
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