1. |
My Way
00:38
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2. |
Coconuts
01:28
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3. |
Pricks
03:12
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Pricks
Cold winds are blowing
And it looks like my round
Attrition is showing
And you have to count me out
'Have to' will not wash
As choice recedes with age
And just like Sensational
I have to get on my own page
And as my small pal Thomas said
It's that which really hurts
And maybe with these little songs
I don't get time to hear the words
Marshal up your talents
Like the boy from Eminem
You've culture in your cannon
And your balls as well
No nuance in the newspaper
Should escape a child of six
To put it very simple:
The fucking cunts treat us like pricks
PRICKS
I don't act dumb deliberately
I'm grown but I'm confused
But you'd have to be an idiot
To miss how we're being used
I'm not a fucking communist
Don't talk as though I am
You jaw like you're a yankee
And I'm from Vietnam
We'll be buried in our boxes
With the death of Us and Them
United and divided
But who'll care about it then
As I say I'm getting tired
And I worry about my health
To survive in our society
I really need to save myself
I need to harness
all my energies
Screw my courage till it sticks
See how it drives me mental
The fucking cunts treat us like pricks
PRICKS
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4. |
Child Support
01:26
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5. |
Meritocracy
02:08
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Can't be made
Made to settle
Can't be held
Can't be handled
Can't be took
In one dimension
Not a look
Misapprehension
Missed the depth
Missed the richness
Posing for your stupid pictures
Just go back up sideways down
Piss off back to Happytown
Something in the way we're organised
Manifests the values in our mind
The values suit the powers we say be
That tell us we're a meritocracy
I have seen the photographs of lies
And maybe in your ignorance they're right
Your chatter about consumer items fine
But please don't charge the cost to other lives.
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6. |
Bacterium
01:46
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Bacterium
Deep in the gut of a sightless beast
Can't bake no bread with my brewer's yeast
Can't make no mark but to mark time
Got a cold black heart in your white clime
Got a past in my baggage
Got a bent back
Got a full heart
Full of everything I lack
Got a Chinese hope
At the end of the world
To turn shit around
(...unintelligible)
Got a tense heat
In the core of my pain
Gotta manifest my demon
And spit in his brain
Gotta walk like Charlie Chaplin
Through a land of fear
Gonna live off paranoia
And Belgian beer
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7. |
Theme For Grist
01:52
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8. |
Something Wrong
02:26
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Something Wrong
Think I'm gonna get changed
Take off my face and
Empty out my pockets
Like the coppers tell a story
I think I need a new brain
Need a new witness
My consciousness a copy
Of false memories I had
Wad it up inside you
Tell yourself a story
Ain't no more a science
Than a game of Chinese whispers
You gotta be a mekon
You gotta get your freak on
You gotta be a viet cong
You gotta do something wrong
Try and break a mountain
Dance in the fountain
Watch the cops eat ice cream
And never make a difference
If everybody pulls here
At the same time and same place
An avalanche will happen
If we all just can survive it
The trouble with my brain
Is the trouble with your brain
The personal is political
Untame your life to ride it
You gotta be a mekon
You gotta get your freak on
You gotta be a viet cong
You gotta do something wrong
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9. |
A Better Place
01:52
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10. |
Bum
01:12
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11. |
Warwick's Exile
01:08
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12. |
Faithcraft
01:04
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13. |
Windmill
01:40
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14. |
See
01:34
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15. |
A Stable Parallel
01:08
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16. |
The Satisfaction Tapes
18:02
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Pete Um Cambridge, UK
"A master of the miniature electro-acoustic song-poem, a form he has more or less invented and crystallised himself, his
work displays a sardonic wit combined with a healthy misanthropy, in marvellous micro-collages of voice, instruments, samples, and electronics."
-Ergo Phizmiz
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