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The Independent Scrutineer

by Pagan Wanderer Lu

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SJH Gigged with PWL in the 2000s and bought this CD from the merch table then. Some great tracks!
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Left to your own devices You will forget the Memorial Hall See in the faded newsprint Thumbs up from the Pals as they wave us goodbye I've got a girl back home I wrote her a letter I don't suppose I'll get a reply I only hope she'll remember my name Poppies we buy to remember They sell to forget in Afghnistan With our faith in the hands of bricklayers We know we can sleep safe inside its walls And as I dance in your hands tonight and these walls shake with our dancing inside We understand that our tribute's alright Except that there will be more Now we remember the disco They're holding tonight at the Memorial Hall I hope to meet eyes with your sister As she stands like a flower by a plaque on the wall But the alcohol kicks in and somehow instead the words on the plaque just take over my head I think I shouldn't be dancing with so many dead But I'm wrong If there's a point to the fighting any point at all It's so we can dance in the Memorial Hall And if drunkenness leads us to conflict Supporting the Troops versus Not in my Name Someone gets bored change the subject Before I explain how they can be the same If we don't get revenge then the Bad Guys have won If the winners aren't good guys that's what they become The only point in life is just to have fun But you're wrong If there's a point to the fighting any point at all It's so we can dance in the Memorial Hall
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Repetition 2 03:41
There's a brand new dance and it's easy to do if everyone has empathy they'll share my point of view and if everyone has empathy then nothing will be cool and there will be no difference between a disco and a school Just empty repetition the cult of terrorism the strength of your convictions the Big Brother eviction Death to Repetition of this long hot summer dreaming of an end to all this perfect weather you look as if there's always something on yr mind i'm sorry Mr Regan but yr card has been declined Or maybe you would rather be a terrorist as well? The gulf between ideas is the cave in which they dwell and if right & wrong are real then it's easier to kill and you'd think that that would maybe be a hard idea deal to sell but it's done by repetition that old time religion the day of the decision I bet I will be thinking... Death to Repetition of this long hot summer dreaming of an end to all this perfect weather you look as if there's always something on yr mind i'm sorry Mr Regan but yr card has been declined
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Our new hospital sucks The contractors are cooking the books Though the old one was all falling down At least it was in the center of town This one’s architecturally innovative The designers cost them five million quid Though I can’t deny it’s a lovely façade There’s not enough space in the fucking car park And you can paint a funny mural on the children’s ward But there’s not as many beds as there were before And you can have a heart attack and drop on your kitchen floor And they’ll have to drive you further than they would have before And the nurses have new uniforms in corporate colours But they're working longer hours than they would before And they built it PFI so it cost us more And there’s not as many beds as there were before. Our new hospital sucks And it’s even worse than it looks Cos they haven’t recouped the costs yet So the local council’s in debt To an unaccountable consortium Who put the profits before the patients And there’s documents we’re not allowed to see Cos of commercial confidentiality And you can paint a funny mural on the children’s ward But there’s not as many beds as there were before And you can have a heart attack and drop on your kitchen floor And they’ll have to drive you further than they would have before And the nurses have new uniforms in corporate colours But they're working longer hours than they would before And they built it PFI so it cost us more And there’s not as many beds as there were before. so it sucks
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Repetition 1 03:15
There's a brand new dance and it's easy to do endless repetition of what's bothering you can't fight the situation but the feeling you choose and no-one in their right mind would do what you do wah wah ooh And if you get that letter will it make you feel better? deus ex machina when you're under the weather... When you die what goes through your mind? What distractions do you hope to find as you pass through to the other side of that blinding white light...? will they come in through the window? should I lock my door? should I stay in and go foetal on the kitchen floor? is it that bass beat at a party or the ticking of clocks? should I get a new haircut? should I change all the locks? wah wah ooh and if he doesn't get his letters will it make you feel better? deus ex machina when you're under the weather
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Not every suicide makes the news or wants to these days Sad architecture looms in your eyes and all that remains is a gap in the railings... I saw your little sister she said she drew this picture of houses in the distance be brave...
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Tomorrow I die like a King and my victories will not mean a thing my empire is lost I’ll be hung on a cross and my subjects forget how to sing. I once was an angry young man born with a gun in my hand I wasted two bullets on vengeful rhetoric and quietly changed my demands Tonight I make love like a King for tomorrow I don’t mean a thing in the arms of a man how he moves in my hand and he dies without any warning we die Tomorrow I die like a King and my victories will not mean a thing my empire is lost I’ll be hung on a cross and my subjects forget how to sing. I once was an angry young man to your door I would nail my demands I loved you free market but I’ve chosen darkness and the feel of a sword in my hand Tomorrow I die like a King And my statue will not mean a thing cos all that remains is the plaque with my name and another sandstorm gathering we die My spires and fires and latent desires I retire and expire I’m greatly admired though ire and fire have broke me entirely now
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All songs written by Andy Regan
Played/recorded and produced by Andy Regan and Napoleon IIIrd at his studio

Download includes 3 bonus tracks of a BBC Radio Wales Session for Adam Walton recorded in 2006.

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released November 27, 2006

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Electronica fuelled indiepop from South Wales.

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