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1. |
01 Monkey Boot Boy
04:25
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Monkey Boot Boy
Sonny tell your teacher
You better not go home
Your lessons are not streetwise
And your thoughts are monochrome
Shift yourself onto the top
Bottoms call the shots
Strap your braces on real tight
Clamber to the top
Preening for the camera
Shaven head to toe
Randy porno preacher
He’s plastered for the show
Leper headed creature
Broken use and cloned
Heading for a beating
Rowdy lemon moan
Monkey Boot Boy
Take good care
Think of me
Cast away
Feel your fate
Monkey boot boy
Monkey boot boy
Monkey boot boy
Handy creature feature
Rolling in the mud
Recommended reacher
Drowning in the flood
Come on share your feelings
Show them to your friends
It don’t seem appealing
To never make amends
Gasping for the weekend
Gloomy in the week
Multi-culture reaper
Barely learned to speak
Lonely disillusion
You’re better off at home
Reconcile your future
No road leads to Rome
Take good care
Drink to me
Blast away
Feel your fate
Monkey Boot Boy
Monkey Boot Boy
Blast away
Think of me
Feel your fates
Take good care
Pass away
Drink to me
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2. |
02 The Humatica
04:47
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The Humatica
It comes to this? A silent gliss
The quiet, of the lost
The melody of ancient trees
Pulls your cities down
Pulls your cities down, down
To recompense, this present tense
Call me, without answer
This loneliness a final test
Cry for, cry for downfall
Cry for, cry for downfall
I would name this.
Name this: The Undoing.
Like the tapestries of Penelope,
I witness the unraveling of progress.
My eyes follow the streaks of a passing civilisation,
that would seep into the corners of my vision.
There is a stillness that curls from the earth,
like a vapour that purges the last echoes of humanity from this forgetful land.
Time counted by the labouring footfalls of this so-called-human,
who measures decay in metres-per-second
While eons melt into moments.
The failure of humanity to prevent its downfall
is laid bare with the setting of every sun
Like rounded pebbles of a riverbed,
history moulders,
submerged in the ceaseless stream of time.
And me? Immovably mobile.
Unable to stop. Forced to run, forced to watch.
A lonely being set loose,
left to watch it's creator destroy itself.
(Forced to watch. Forced to run)
This melody, das mechanik
Bygone revolution
I'll recompense, to make amends
Running, wanting function
Running, wanting function
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3. |
03 Voices
04:24
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Voices
Can you even hear me cry out loud?
I’m martyred when I call
How am I meant to feel here lashed and bound?
Whilst standing on the wall
Beaten by genetics oh my lord!
I’m loyal to my foe
Tarred and trapped without a home
You don’t understand me lying prone
I’m crawling through a fog
What you gonna do when the night is through? (waoh-oh)
Stand your man face by the wall (eh-eh)
Preacher, bleacher by your leave (hey-hey)
Stomping by your lady’s eyes (okay)
Voices
I hear your voices
Voices
I hear your voices
Baby don’t need no golem rings
Untroubled by your lore
Serenity is welcome here my friend
Beholden to my joy
What you gonna do when the night is through? (waoh-oh)
Stand your man face by the wall (eh-eh)
Preacher, bleacher by your leave (hey-hey)
Stomping by your lady’s eyes (okay)
Voices
I hear your voices
Voices
I hear your voices
Voices
I hear your voices
Voices
I hear your voices
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4. |
04 I'm One
05:36
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I’m one
I am not completely like other people
People dislike me because I am not completely like them
Because like them… I cannot describe it
I am not completely like them
People dislike me because I am not completely like them
And at this moment I cannot describe an illustration
I am told this is not the way other people talk and think
I am told that this is not the way other people talk and think
I’m supposed to not be mentally well
No doctors told me
The psychiatrist decided that this is the situation for me
I’ve told the truth
It has been about health and hell
It has been about health and hell
It has been about health and hell
It has been about health and hell
I’m trying to do with my life something which few people try to do
This influences my thinking and consequently my actions
People dislike me because I am not completely like them
I am not completely like other people
People dislike me because I am not completely like them
I am not completely like other people
I’ve told the truth
I cannot describe an illustration
It has been about health and hell
It’s been about health and hell
I’ve told the truth
People dislike me because I am not completely like them
I am not completely like other people
People dislike me because I am not completely like them
I am not completely like other people
Those who dislike me want to find a worse place for me
Those who dislike me want to find a worse place for me
Those who dislike me want to find a worse place for me
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5. |
05 The Hixton Vibrator
05:33
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The Hixton Vibrator
Find him at home under the bed
David, he moans, his friends are dead
The monster purrs, hidden away
Destroys the world, “oh what a shame!”
Pulsating lance of sound, it pulls
Your cities down. Entropy calls
The ladies blush and fall apart,
When David shows his killer shaft
Heard it from a friend of yours
Tell me what it’s s’posed to do
Drive a wedge into your pores
Keep the peace and end all wars
Atlantis cries and turns to dust
Pangea moans but readjusts
The lands of Mu are swallowed whole
Atomic soup, seismic dipole
Heard it from a friend of yours (called it Hixton Vibrator)
Tell me what it’s s’posed to do (what’s the Hixton Vibrator?)
Drive a wedge into your pores (get your Hixton Vibrator)
Keep the peace and end all wars (got your Hixton Vibrator)
(Got my Hixton Vibrator)
(Got your hixton Vibrator)
(Get your Hixton Vibrator!)
With crowded head and 2D mind
A thickening of local time
I’ll take an axe and all my tools
“Blast that Machine!” and down it falls
Heard it from a friend of yours (called it Hixton Vibrator)
Tell me what it’s s’posed to do (what’s the Hixton Vibrator?)
Drive a wedge into your pores (get your Hixton Vibrator)
Keep the peace and end all wars (got your Hixton Vibrator)
(Got my Hixton Vibrator)
(Got your hixton Vibrator)
(Get your Hixton Vibrator!)
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The Metal Man
We see the knurl
Through the prospect of an allied social world
It played in space
Despised by you
Fixated on a human race
Antimony
A flame-retardant poor conductor of my heat
The Metal Man
Is driving though the undercurrent of your world
The catacombs
Designer living for the disenfranchised ones
Morbidity
A higher being seeding everlasting clones
Mechanical
The way and mean eliminate organic fun
The Metal Man
Is screaming through the inter-current of your world
The Metal Man (repeat)
I don’t care for validity
I don’t care for your CCTV
Crossfire zone in the dying whore
Animal nights on the silver floor
Nuclear core breed the phoney fear
No fly goon in the atmosphere
Teletype dreams in the aftermath
Asphalt scene is the infant poured
The Metal Man (repeat)
The planer roared
A dying ember silent and the world restored
A sea of zinc
An iron creature doting on a world so bleak
The visitors
Admiring all the beauty of the platinum peak
The Metal Man
Is scheming in the inter-current of your world
I don’t care for diversity
I don’t care for your EEB
Long-form smile for the dying whore
Calcium drones comb the livid floor
Nuclear fire needs humanity
Cross that line blame the Horsemen Four
Preach your last in this holy heat
Windblown sigh as the echoes weep
The Metal Man (repeat)
I don’t care for validity
I don’t care for your CCTV
I don’t care for diversity
I don’t care for your EEB
The Metal Man (repeat)
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Want to see your children die when there’s a cure?
Elementary, raisen, brazen, over-sure
Fall from incredulity to paranoid
Hair-cuts, fair cuts, scream for daddy-o
Fall and kick and cry and roll upon the floor
Mamma only dreams in screams and thoughts impure
Got a remedy for this, essential oil
My time, my time! Screech for daddy-o!
Riding on the tails of matrimonial law
Ordinary laces, racist overture
Reminiscentitlement is under-awed
Watch me screaming kiss me daddy-o
Watch me screaming kiss me daddy-o
Watch me screaming kiss me daddy-o
Watch me screaming kiss me daddy-o
Goodness gracious!
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8. |
08. The Holy See
04:52
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The Holy See
The night is howling with apology bores
We keep a running tally of the bezoares
A feeble swaying motion as you decay
I’ve got to give it to you Holy See
The preacher gagging on the silent preserve
His turpitude is pray hysterical shirt
Fifth century noble claim canonical play
I’ve got to hand it to you Holy See
La…la…la…la…la…
Two billion dollars shrink a casualty curve
The praying for deceit
Remarkable nerve
The pious wanna be a natural reserve
I’ve got to hand it to you Holy See
Madonna bleeding from the armpit observe
Machine gun teacher raise a fist to the first
The pain is creeping from the jaw to the day
I’ve got to give it to you Holy See
La…la…la…la…la…
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I think we should take care of you
Oh, I can see your porky-pies
A reckless need to fortify
Your swagger and your attitude
You’re callous in your platitudes
There’s safety in your London home
But outside is beyond the dole
You represent no self-control
Your influence is overdone
Legitimacy has fallen through
We’re swimming in this liberal flood
A member of the bourgeoisie
A blonde hell bombshell never pleads
A watermelon, single lies
A target for your racist ire
A mother’s love to ease your wounds
I think we should take care of you
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10. |
010 It's Called Nature
05:30
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It’s Called Nature
When did the castle burn
Leave the pylons in disarray
When the chromium thinking ports
It’s fortunate wind today
If the simpleton heeds the call
Then our facetime just blows away
Wear that tangerine oh-so-coat
In case the landship just drifts away
Something went wrong
Drown in the bass line of a mystical song
Painting our faces yellow
Stand in line your hard down time
Praying that I’m next in line
It’s called nature
Never, ever told ya
Didn’t get to hold ya
Sad I’m gonna miss ya…
The Red World
It’s a dead world
The Red world
It’s a dread world
The Red World
It’s a dead world
The Red world
It’s a dread world…
Did the revelant call you up?
Shedding harmony cream of doom
I think the border man gave you more
See my hollow-eyes fading grey….
Hear the sound of the siren crowd
Strain the mist of a binding theme
A remarkable man you thought
As the mind warp approaches green
Something went wrong
Drown in the bass line of a mystical song
Painting our faces yellow
Stand in line your hard down time
Praying that I’m next in line
It’s called nature
Never, ever told ya
Didn’t get to hold ya
Sad I’m gonna miss ya…
The Red World
It’s a dead world
The Red world
It’s a dread world
The Red World
It’s a dead world
The Red world
It’s a dread world…
It’s called nature
Never, ever told ya
Didn’t get to hold ya
Sad I’m gonna miss ya…
The Red World
It’s a dead world
The Red world
It’s a dread world
The Red World
It’s a dead world
The Red world
It’s a dread world…
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11. |
011 Meatlife
07:16
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Meatlife
Thought I'd heard it all
Davy-humour irony
Is lost on all the hordes
Thermo-nucliod
With every verse...
And it's worse
Bolstering the white
Confused and wrapped in butcher's apron
Mastering the race
Ian and Myra admiration worked
How absurd
Meatlife - I caught you my a car light
Affected in a past life
A fascist with a headline
Or two
Murder in their eyes
Stiffened arms in hot prostration
Melancholy boys
Fantasies of nationalism hurt
What's it worth?
Big mouth in a coma
What do I know
Reverence perished monarch
What do I care
Big mouth in a coma
What do I know
Reverence perished monarch
What do I care
Meatlife...
Meatlife...
Meatlife...
Meatlife..
Meatlife - I caught you in a car light
Affected in a past life
A fascist with a headline
Or two
Meatlife - we caught you on the spot light
Afflicted with a hard life
A victim with a by-line
It's you
Big mouth in a coma
What do I know
Reverence perished monarch
What do I care
Big mouth in a coma
What do I know
Reverence perished monarch
What do I care
Meatlife - I caught you in a car light
Affected in a past life
A fascist with a headline
Or two
Meatlife - we caught you on the spot light
Afflicted with a hard life
A victim with a by-line
It's you
Meatlife...
Meatlife...
Meatlife...
Meatlife...
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12. |
012 Candida A.
03:09
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Candida A
Candida A took my foreskin away
Left me without cause to make the girls shout
Inch by itch
It soldiers on
But nothing seems to stop the fronds
I’m paranoid while I’m prowling the ward
Its roots are deep baby I get no sleep
Quarantine day sent my boyfriend away
Them boys in white
Sparky gave me a fright (a fright!)
Candida A!
Candida A!
Candida A!
Candida A!
The Ick is strong fun-guy
Can’t steer me wrong
I’m mechanised honey you don’t recognise me
Make no mistake mushroom for a date
Candida A sent all my friends away, yeah!
Candida A!
Candida A!
Candida A!
Candida A!
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13. |
013 He's One of Them
03:00
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He’s one of them
Flat heeled shoes
Plain a4
Well informed
I read the news
Trust fund sex
Stacks of cash
Biological apex
Bathroom bawl
Lose your shoe
Safety moves without you dudes
Back-end bus
No reply
You will not be one of us
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
We shout
Throw our weight about
Throw our weight upon you
Give you bloody noses
Boy, wolf
Silencing your voice
Put you on the ground
Give into your urges
Wheel out,
House servants abound
Drape ‘em in my cash
Let ‘em loose on Sundays
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
Discontent
You have bred
Chosen land upon your head
Not so fast
Iron fist
Slandering the communist
Playing fast
Playing loose
Burying the naked truth
Boris barks
Fascist force
Anti-Semitism - bored!
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
One of them
He's one of them!
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14. |
014 She-mo
02:59
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She-mo
She-mo
She-mo
She-mo
She-mo
She-mo
She-mo...
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15. |
015 The Platinum Peak
03:00
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16. |
016 The Industrial Zone
05:33
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Chrysalid Homo Manchester, UK
Synthesizers
Sequencers
Drum Machines
Voices
Spoken word
Bass
Guitar
Engineered in East Germany.
Recorded to the beat of an atomic clock.
Produced in the industrial heartlands of Manchester.
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