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Alright, Alright
03:44
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Being in your presence stands as electric sentence, as I veer and shake, you and your things are made
I love you suburb and I don't know why
The colours of oil, reflect desire
Oh, I know I should say something, it's alright
Alright, Alright
And I know I should say something it's alright
Alright, Alright
The past is noxious, it spirals madness, so glad to know you, your gentle candour
I love your suburb, I don't know why
The duress of weakness comforts my eyes
Oh, I know I should say something, it's alright
Alright, Alright
And I know I should say something its alright
Alright, Alright
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Bits
05:09
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When you steal those lovely bits, perforated yourself with the hits
But don't you know you're going to suffer - those fools love one another
Oh yeah
There's empowerment on the radio, all the kids from Nashville out on tour
Rocked from within and from without, it's not just men who sink that boat now
Oh yeah
Who is going to bear the torch now its almost spent and things are in reverse?
And the truths that we'll miss will leave by increments, now we don't care who/what/why/when anyway
It follows on that your right to choose will be next - that big old girl with her cross and remits
Its such a long way back for facts, your oil black veins carry the past
Fuck yeah!
Dedicate to all the lovely bits, whose alienation can sometimes be bliss, carry lots of hobbies the world is never stopping
Oh yeah
Who is going to bear the torch now its almost spent and things are in reverse?
And the truths that we'll miss will leave by increments now we don't care who/what/why/when anyway
I was tired of thinking, I was tired of feeling
I was tired of sleeping, I was tired of dreaming
"Hey there old friend, lend me your ear. I've got a story to tell
Just the same old stories, the stories that we never tell
I got a lot of grass, we got a lot of class A
The tales I have told - in truth, I have sold
The tales I have told - in truth I have sold...
I am getting old"
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The Horror
02:50
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I was thinking on a job, how it defines and shapes your wants and how I have a job that I don't want.
So I exchanged one yellow coat for another yellow coat and now I bear a weight that I don't want...
To hold down.
Falls on me to sign and date, this was the path that I did take and now I'm out here amongst the hurt.
Further from the central mile snake out the lines of white denial, the horror that comes for me now...
To hold me down.
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Kick It At The Door
04:13
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On the West-side, I don't think that anybody knows my name
But I walked fast anyway: avoided being seen
Say you don't want their stuff, that you're tired of the cycle that you follow anyway for wrong or right, over the metaphor...
Even as you go alone, moving beyond the old telephone, past imagined cages of sports, that signify points in your past
I try to call out and stop the theft: the mistake already made
I know this part of town very well but I seldom come by this way
Follow him to the house, underneath the garage door and quick through the dark, step out into the hall, and become the metaphor...
Standing at the door, looking out at discomfort, turn around and see within the paradox that coils...
And as she lays there by the wall with her chest open, bared for all
The red is dark and now I see the hollow red: The death of me...
Slow dawning leaves you cold, first to react but weak despite all this being yours, sabotaged by early thoughts
Kick it at the door, to be free of something you'll have to go without the paradox that coils within:
You're the eater and the eaten
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GREEN QUEEN London, UK
GREEN QUEEN are a 3-piece from London. Playing raucous, dark and disheveled Rock and Roll - drawing on a plethora of
influences from garage rock, grunge, 60's psych and Americana.
A frayed, unholy mix of The Stooges, Nirvana, The Velvet Underground, The Beatles and Sonic Youth.
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