1. |
Cuckoo Spit
03:32
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They say you blink and then you miss it
You try to kiss it
But piss it all away
3 decades searching for the knowledge
12 years of college
Still don’t know what to say
Now I’m sitting in a boardroom of deluded future ghosts
Striking up a deal between the parasite and host
Can’t win with half a heart not in it
The other half has been bit
By a snake with no scales who’ll swallow up half the earth and then his tail
I left my heart in Mevagissey
Don’t think it missed me
Down in the cuckoo spit
My kiss tastes like despair and Dr Pepper
What could be better
Lord knows “I’m Lovin’ It”
You crushed the bird in hand and burnt the two left in the bush
Squeezing at the teat ‘til there’s no limit left to push
Got 5 gold stars for good behaviour
Here comes my saviour
Soaring in on jingo wings, god bless the floods he brings
The masters of my house are calling
And I can hear them all the time
It’s what a thousand hands were scrawling
Cold fingers trying to remind me
What with my mind and teeth decaying
I find it hard to concentrate
Tell me which rules are worth obeying
Cold strip lights don’t illuminate me
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2. |
I'll Never Be
03:27
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You keep saying “look alive”, but I don’t know what that means
When your face looks like somebody bust the ghost in your machine
Your life is dedicated to digging your own grave
I try to stay above the surface, except on nights I get depraved
And if I am deluded then that’s just what I’ll be
I’m only gonna see the things I want to see
I guess I won’t be loaded, it doesn’t bother me
I’ll put it on the list of things I’ll never be
We walked round empty factories at the end of Friday nights
But that teenage acid courage tends to wither under lights
If they thought we were weird kids then we’re even weirder now
I don’t wanna join the rat race - if i did I don’t know how
You say that I’m naive, so naive’s what I must be
With the sunlight on my back and my feet dipped in the sea
Cockroaches move quickly to avoid the tanglefoot
I think I’ll probably do the same until my dreams get mangled up
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3. |
Born In Its Image
04:34
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I got discipline
The hedonic treadmill keeps me thin
Working through my list I don’t know what
(What I’m trying to prove to you I’ve got)
Yeah, all I need is love
And a quick death from above
Spontaneous combustion set me free
(Free from hopes and dreams of what I’ll be)
And if the world won’t wait
I’ll leave it up to fate
I’ll take my place with you
Where nobody can tell us what to do
And if love is blind
Hate is deaf, fate’s dumb - that’s fine
Language has no words for what I’ve seen
(What I’ve seen just seems like chaos - what’s it mean?)
And we’ll live in a tree
In my Luddite fantasy
We’ll answer questions with “just because”
(‘Cause you’re born in its image like I was)
(They could’ve told me)
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4. |
Vultures
03:10
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I always did what I was told
But silver’s half as good as gold
Like everyone I’ve got my problems
And no one knows just how to solve them
What’s this I heard about the devil in the details?
This plan fell short and there’s no time for telling tall tales
Maybe you can’t win back sunk cost
I’ve never bet on black and lost
There is no real me to find
Cut me loose, leave me behind
With the bare essentials for survival
And a tape cassette of the holy bible
And you will know me as the devil in the details
Or as the vultures that are scavenging your entrails
And if this toxic culture’s mine
Cut me loose and leave me behind
And you will know me as the devil in the details
Or as the vultures that are scavenging your entrails
Our plan fell short, now there’s no time for telling tall tales
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5. |
Tedium's Jaws
03:21
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Screamed like a thousand newborns
Under the mountain hawthorns
My eyes came to see there
The mess that came to be where I belong
I am the slow congealing
Of all your dirty feelings
Pink just like the dawn is
Come to me, make sure nobody knows
I’d tell you what it feels like
but it’s overdone
We’re so predictably uptight
I’m gonna wipe the details
Of the things I’ve done
distill myself into a soundbite
I already know how death feels.
Torn from the earth in high heels,
All I’ll leave behind is
Some 1s and 0s lined up for a while
Ten miles of tape recording
Raw information hoarding
Flutter my eyelashes
And rake over the ashes, that’s my style
Sometimes I’m feeling alright
when the morning comes,
but inconsolable by midnight.
Our tales won’t reach the cold light
of the dying sun,
even distilled into a soundbite.
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Pink Fog
04:45
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I think it’s odd you believe in a god
But I wish I believed in one too
Then I’d pray all day like the holy books say
And he’d show me just what I should do
Like I’m Climbing a steep hill surrounded by people
Even more boring than me
And the choir sings loud
but they’re made of a crowd
of the people I’ve pretended to be
How do I know they're not all zombies?
Just one big brick wall I'm talking to
My baby's heard that life's absurd; she don't care
What do I think is going on here?
Just who do I think I'm talking to?
I hope I won't have to be alone again
So I rip more bongs til I’m speaking in tongues
Still looking for probable cause
There goes one more slice of my short sweet life
As I feed it to tedium’s jaws
And that thick pink fog made me feel like a goddess
I’m not sure if that’s me
And destruction calls as I walk through the halls
And scour the mental debris
The squirming feeling in your gut that hope brings
A sexy mutant in a cloud of smoke rings
It’s all I think about, it’s so distracting
Am I her puppet, just an actress acting?
My shrivelled branch upon the family tree droops
Twisted Eugenics of the Dull, come and prune these shoots
My other half’s a liar and a cheater
No heart on your sleeve, if you only wear wife beaters
She is my girl; we hang together
And together we just waste our time
Just lying with my lovely baby
She’s dead inside but I don't mind
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Chemtrails Manchester, UK
Mia Lust
(vocals, guitar, keys),
Laura Orlova
(vocals, guitar, keys),
Ian Kane
(bass),
Liam Steers
(drums)
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