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1984 (Is Not A Manual)
06:38
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Here I come to save the day
I’m dusting off the old mask and cape
Where once I thought I was moving on
I’m back in this strange panopticon
Bangs or whispers we choose our end
An upward blip on a downward trend
Changing the system from within
Fades you out leaving just a grin
From my hideout on the soundstage
Where the moon landings were faked
I have watched over this flat blue globe
I have seen the centrist death cult
Vanquished by cacophony
Watch it burn and turn up the strobe
Nineteen eighty four
Is not a manual
We’re haunted by powers
We cannot control
A world of chaos it haunts our dreams
Airplane fuel cannot melt steel beams
The consequences of postcode lott-trees
Is Skynet wreaking nu-clear a-po-clypse
Through saved search histories across the years
The wire tappers can trace our fears
The gardens of pixels which we tend
Make thought policemen’s jobs easy for them
Who was the idiot that told them
That libraries gave us power?
Called a hit on the written word
Shall I grow smarter than the chaos
As I watch the markets grow?
Or put my faith in a little girl?
Nineteen eighty four
Is not a manual
We’re haunted by powers
We cannot control
Kyoto protocols
Are gonna drown us all
The era of cowards
Has taken its toll
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Overthinking
04:06
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There are worse ways to die
Than choking on a pain au chocolat
In a laundromat
At 45
With drunk bystanders streaming it online
There are worse ways to live
Than trying to make your office paperless
And clinging to things you did
When you were a kid
When you get your first mortgage yr guilty conscience sticks
Envying those with low impulse control
Anything goes when you take off your clothes
Over over oh oh oh
Overthinking
I’m so over thinking
There are worse ways to go
Disarmed by accidental post-structuralist
Conflation of symbols in an
Avocado
Mashed up on a chunk of sourdough toast
Envying those with low impulse control
Anything goes when you take off your clothes
Over over oh oh oh
Overthinking
I’m so over thinking
Doubting every beat of your heart
There’s such a thing as too smart
It starts to feel like your heart just can’t feel things
Doubting every beat of your heart
It starts to tear you apart
There’s no such thing as a heart that can’t feel things
Doubting every beat of your heart
There’s no such thing as too smart
It starts to feel like your heart just can’t feel things
Doubting every beat of your heart
It starts to tear you apart
Over over oh oh oh
Overthinking
I’m so over thinking
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Alice can you keep a secret
it’s been so long
so long
I met a girl at a coffee shop counter
I read her name in the looking glass backwards
Alice & Me, our thoughts entangled
She told me her password is ‘password’
Don’t vanish
The world needs Alice
She disappeared when the white coats touched her
Into a city of permutations
The cheshire cat that she asked for directions
Wish she could know
That she brings people together
Don’t vanish
The world needs Alice
Because she, she brings people together
Alice I can take you away from all this
Bletchley Park will close its doors
And we won’t come back no more
Alice I can take you away from all this
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4. |
Theory Of Everything
03:48
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Throw money at a problem
Throw science at a problem
Throw words at a problem
Throw self belief at a problem
Every problem has a solution
That’s simple and obvious and wrong...
God’s own song
it pours from the heavens
Words start streaming across the sky
The sun, it comes
unhitched from its moorings
And bounces across them karaoke style
Everybody wants a solution
That’s easy and won’t take too long...
God’s own song
it pours from the heavens
Words start streaming across the sky
The sun, it comes
unhitched from its moorings
And bounces across them karaoke style
It’s a theory of everything
That explains nothing
Only when your heart is empty of hate
Will you win the lottery
Only when your heart is empty of hate
Will you crack M-theory
Only when your heart is empty of hate
Will you hear God’s own song
You’re doing it wrong
It’s a theory of everything
That explains nothing
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5. |
The Frosted Pane
03:56
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The year that Bowie died
I fell behind
The frosted pane
The year it all went wrong
I turned my back on songs
Was a big mistake
The evil empire’s rise
I see it through the frosted pane
Brexit cunts and lies
I see them through the frosted pane
Scorching of the skies
I see it through the frosted pane
The year it all went south
I bought a second house
So far away
The year I tried to hard
To get to where you are
To meet you halfway
Trick or treaters
I see them through the frosted pane
Carol singers
I see them through the frosted pane
My wife and daughter
I see them through the frosted pane
I’m no use to anyone
Behind the frosted pane
I’m not getting my shit done
Behind the frosted pane
I’m not even having fun
Behind the frosted pane
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Loa Loa Filariasis
02:11
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There is a worm
That lives in people’s eyes
It gets there through contaminated water supplies
It causes blindness
It causes pain
It is indifferent to human suffering
We do not hate that worm for being what it is
But we surely lament the fact that it exists
A perfectly adapted response
To its environment
A parasite
There is a man
Who lives in London Town
Rides the coattails of Blair and Brown
He triangulates and navigates
Political landscapes
He is indifferent to human suffering
We do not hate that man for being what he is
But we surely lament the fact that he exists
A perfectly adapted response
To his environment
A parasite
Loa Loa Filariasis
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Depression Is A Meme
02:09
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Depression’s a meme
It wants to go viral
It wants you to like it and share it
In ways that ensure its survival
And passing on the message that no one understands
Just plays into its hands
If the only real battle is a battle you lose
No true englishman should ever confuse
There's no line between depression and the things that it makes you do
They are depression too
Depression’s a meme
It’s a replicator
Passed on through the things we create
and we share in the great echo chamber
And passing on the message that no one understands
Just plays into its hands
Depression is a fish and you and I are a lake
An extension of its phenotype so never mistake
Human beings are the means by which depression creates
More depression
It’s a meme
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Sleeping Policemen
04:34
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The policeman in my head
Stops me from noticing
The policeman in my bed
Bought me a diamond ring
I forget everything
Leave careless data trails
And who is following
Live fractal, unsurveilled
But when you start to sing
I forget everything
Oh! There is no grammar to this hate
Ban pigeon keeping in the caliphate
Oh! People are all the same
And were there ears in ancient time
forever eavesdropping
And tapping on the wires
of all the mountains green?
I forget everything
With documents to shred
Policemen in my dreams
Eyes in the backs of heads
The smell of books burning
I forget everything
Oh! There is no grammar to this hate
Ban pigeon keeping in the caliphate
Oh! People are all the same
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Climate Change vs. #YOLO
06:31
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See the world
Before you destroy it
By trying to
See the world
Before you destroy it…. etc
Build a wall around the bay
While they count the pennies
Taste of strawberries all year round
Our children shall not be the drowners
Build a fortress on the waves
Hire a private army
Taste of warmed up sliced up cow
Our children shall not be the drowners
See the world
Before you destroy it
By trying to
See the world
Before you destroy it…. etc
Fill yr coal shed up with guns
Fight the evil empire
Let the people hear both sides
Our children shall not be the drowners
Making techno while it burns
Planets in the wires
Fly to Berlin, scorch the skies
Our children shall not be the drowners
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Norway
04:38
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Tonight we are the entertainment
Singing Lorem Ipsums
to these distant mountains
Out amongst the Blue Men hidden
Where they take those children
What do they do with them?
I hope I never know
I will fall into the earth and vanish
Gazing out at all the distant planets
Keeping me holding on
Where does your heart belong?
I will be the friend you encounter
I will throw you off the CN Tower
What kind of life is this?
A world where you don’t exist?
Find myself through some misguided
Attempt to save the climate
Snowed out in French mountains
Leaving Europe’s roads
What if society collapses
While I’m gallivanting
Tell my wife and daughter
I’ll find my way back home
Unless I fall into the earth and vanish
Gazing out at all the distant planets
Keeping me holding on
Where does your heart belong?
I will be the friend you encounter
I will throw you off the CN Tower
What kind of life is this?
A world where you don’t exist?
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Pagan Wanderer Lu Cardiff, UK
Electronica fuelled indiepop from South Wales.
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