1. |
Loans
03:38
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Your home’s not your own
So you take out a loan
Now they won’t leave you alone til you die
Ceiling are crumbling
Walls full of mould
But the flood in the basement is fine
With the money you earned
You can fill it with dirt
And the detritus of years of flight
You can’t bring it with you
The gates confiscate
They’ll send it right back with note that says to
Use it or you lose it or you
Burn it or you choose it or you
Borrow or abuse it or you
Beg or steal just don’t refuse it
We’re all alone
We’re all on loan
You’ll get it back some time
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2. |
Talons
05:11
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Dig in with your claws
Thats what they’re there for
Dig in with the claws
That were made to scratch your itch and mine
To scratch your itch and mine
Talons on new wings
Work first time
Works every time
Ripping into flesh
Soft and new
Ripping into flesh
You knew you would be fine
You knew you would be fine
Talons on new wings
Work first time
Works every time
Sharpened and sinking in
Release is not another sin
It’s a shame
We feel shame (ashamed)
You see everything at night
Please tell me that you’re fine
You see everything at night
Please tell me that you’re fine because you’re fine because you’re fine
You’re fine
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3. |
So No
02:29
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I left the freezer door open last night
The ice took the hint and solidified the floor
That was liquid before
I hid beneath the covers
As the cold froze the stairs
Crept in the bedroom
Froze me right there
Until i thaw, you wan’t see me no more
So no, you won’t catch me drinking alone
The whiskey is hot, and the tea’s always cold
So no, you won’t catch me drinking alone
So no, you won’t catch me sleeping alone
This house is not, what I would call home
So no, you won’t catch me sleeping alone
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4. |
Laos
04:28
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Two million tonnes, of cluster bombs
Explode into shrapnel
Your heart a spent capsule
Two million guns, singing ‘Everyone,
It helps when you’re singing along’
‘It goes
Life is a dream
A cinema screen
As real as you want it to be.’
Get blown apart
You go back to the start
The most bombed in history
Two million sons, are leaving home
Explode into pieces
Expose their weakness
Two million suns, on a starry night
Fade into obscurity
Singin
Life is a dream
A kaleidoscope sheen
As real as you want it to be
You’ll get blown apart
You’ll go back to the start
A sight that can never be seen
A sight that can never be seen
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5. |
On Soil
04:12
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Astroturf on soil
Frozen through
Pooled your resource
Shit, you raised your voice
Another fine mess you got us into
A dog without a bone
Or a place to call their own
The saddest thing that I have ever seen
A place to plant yourself
Is a place we don't all get
Cover it with fake plastic green
Astroturf on soil
Smells like death
Covered up the dirt
No need to ever work
The ground underneath you is blessed
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6. |
O! Stallion
02:48
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O, stallion
You act like king of the creeps
Crude, violent Taking the things that you need
O, bull in a
China shop crashing the peace
Go, get out of here
Somewhere unheard and unseen
Take all that macho shit with you
The vultures are coming to feed
Cause all that you are now is carrion
You’ve got what nobody needs
So, failure
Kicked out onto the street
Know, you’re irrelevant
Trumped up and obsolete
Trumped up and obsolete
Trumped up and obsolete
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7. |
Toil On
04:29
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Are you working harder than ever
When it's harder than ever
Are you talking more than you've ever talked before
Seeing more of your family and friends and colleagues
Now that we're not allowed to see them any more
The loneliness of the tower crane driver
Repeats around but you can't sing along any more
Too close to home, now that you've been locked in side for a lifetime
You've had the time of your life but now you're shaking at the door
Still you toil on
Toil on
Working away for days
Toil on
Toil on
A rest is as good as a change
Working's your respite from respite
Your worth is measured in pain
Toil on until only your toil remains
Toil until only your toil remains
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8. |
Lion
04:31
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What a view
What a stance
What a spot to catch
Way up high
With your plastic smile
On his back
Mirror flat
No point in being so literal
This lion won’t ever roar but
It’s pride will break it’s fall
This lion won’t, ever roar
Not made of stone
No heart to be so bold
A sovereign illusion
A scarf to keep the cold off in the sun
In the rain til the last race has been run
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9. |
Alts
04:09
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Use your inside voices
We won’t we won’t be told
Avatars are fine when they have your eyes
Don’t go. Don’t go.
Free easy
Alts to squeeze in
More time out of you
Cut your self some slacking
I can’t be more than less
Avatars make perfect masks of masks
Don’t show your own
I won’t let anyone see what I’m made of
I won’t let anyone see how I’m made
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10. |
Is A Lotion
05:07
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It rubs the lotion on it’s skin
Or else it gets the hose again
Or else it gets the hose again
Or else it gets the hose again
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Rib Corps Huddersfield, UK
Rib Corps is what I do when I'm not doing anything else.
It's just me so there's no one else to blame.
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