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Crepuscolo dorato della bruschetta borsetta calzetta cacchetta trombetta lambretta giallo ossido, ooooooh così magnifico!

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1.
Got to breathe, away from here. Leave the stench get some fresh air, bollocks! Reverse sweep over third man. Put it out the fucking stand, fuck ‘em all! Goodbye, Looks alright from here. Looks alright to me. Send your arse up Hardnot pass. Try a sprint up buttertubs, fuck ‘em! Got to breathe away from here. Leave the stench get some fresh air, fuck ‘em all! Goodbye, Looks alright from here. Looks alright to me. You’ll go your way and I’ll go mine.
2.
Well I’ve fucked up so many times, but that’s not one of ‘em. Doubts put boots on, wake me up, but that’s not two of ‘em. I’ve been off the rails in my time. I see three of ‘em. Left mistakes in John O’ Groats. Can someone send them south, before I’m on my last pair of slippers, all my logic gone. With a marble headstone, plastic flowers, and a layer of green glass chippings. Job done. On the spectrum of mental health. Jingo’s one of ‘em. I won’t flinch if its found in a ditch, covered in a layer of unicorn piss. There’s things you won’t achieve. Death’s not one of ‘em. Play a tiny violin, or you can get stuck in, before you’re on your last pair of slippers, all your logic gone. Marble headstone, plastic flowers, and a layer of green glass chippings. Job done. There’s things you won’t achieve. Death’s not one of ‘em. You can moan and you can whinge, or you can get stuck in, before you’re on your last pair of slippers, all your logic gone. Marble headstone, plastic flowers, and a layer of green glass chippings. before you’re on your last pair of slippers, all your logic gone. Marble headstone, plastic flowers, and a layer of green glass chippings. To every one of ‘em Goodnight, good work, job done.
3.
I ain’t travelling alone Its me and this plastic bag 50p is all I’ve got And a few clichés for the pot A well worn route, you’ll know the way You’ll easy recognise the path You aint last and you aint lost All you can do is best foot first Because Its just one of those days That time of year again Remembering you know who, so Kick me up the arse Boot me out the past Lets go out and have a laugh for old times sake Dedication is the key At least that’s what Roy told me. Determination you’ll see it through From Dean to me, from me to you A well worn route, you’ll know the way You’ll easy recognise the path You ain’t last and you ain’t lost All you can do is best foot first Dedication is the key At least that’s what Roy told me. Determination you’ll see it through From Dean to me, from me to you Because Its just one of those days That time of year again Remembering you know who, so Kick me up the arse Boot me out the past Lets go out and have a laugh for old times sake We’ll make it last forever and a day We’ll make it last for all time. And take a pint for auld lang syne
4.
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth. Let’s go blind and all eat soup. You’ll need your eyes. I’ll need my teeth. Lets agree to disagree. But, Don’t tell me how much spuds cost. Go tend your gold. Don’t tell me how much spuds cost. Blemmya to the left of me. Dogheads to the right. Cyclops staring me out. You’ll need your eye. I’ll need my teeth. Lets agree to disagree. But, Don’t tell me how much spuds cost. Go tend your gold. Don’t tell me how much spuds cost. Go tend your gold. Agitated H20, infused with foreign leaves. Bovine colostrum, monosaccharides. Fried fish from the refugees. Fried tubas from the southern cone. Say what you see. That’s a little bit of me.
5.
Hard Times 02:46
Cold, cold eyes upon me they stare People all around me and they're all in fear They don't seem to want me but they won't admit I must be some kind of creature up here having fits From my party house, I'm afraid to come outside Although I'm filled with love I'm afraid they'll hurt my pride So I play the part I feel they want of me And I pull the shades so I won't see them seein' me Havin' hard times in this crazy town Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found Havin' hard times, in this crazy town Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found From my party house I feel like meetin' others Familiar faces, creed and race, a brother But to my surprise I find a man corrupt Although he be my brother, he wants to hold me up Havin' hard times in this crazy town Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found Havin' hard times, in this crazy town Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found So many hard times... Sleepin' on motel floors Knockin' on my brother's door Eatin' Spam and Oreos and drinkin' Thunderbird baby (Wail) In this crazy town Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found Havin' hard times, in this crazy town Havin' hard times, there's no love to be found And I'm sick and tired of havin' so many times
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Barba Gelata 03:12
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Lemon Curd 02:56
Geezer up the road is going to get nicked. From the back of the fridge there came a little voice. I was talking to pineapple jam. Said it out loud, hope no one overheard. We were talking shit about the lemon curd. Nobody wants to be bottom shelf, back of the fridge. Watching the food roll by, roll in roll out roll in roll out A yellow glow in the cloud, it’s a full moon. 10:48 and I believe again. The wolf is smiling, smiling, smiling on me. I’ll have a cup of tea and anything with lemon curd. Nobody wants to be bottom shelf, back of the fridge. Watching the food roll by, roll in roll out roll in roll out The wolf is smiling, smiling, smiling on me. I’ll have a cup of tea and anything with lemon curd. Geezer up the road is going to get nicked.
8.
Stolen from view. Kicked to death shoved in a bin for all to see. For a postcode, a reputation. Taunt the mother at the dead kids funeral. Fuel on a dirty fire. The message got through It’s gonna take a leap of faith to make this work. A different day. A different stain. A three way machete fight. Fuel on a dirty fire. And I stick my head above the clouds Breathing deeply in and out Looking down I’m not so proud of what I see For a postcode, a reputation. Taunt the mother at the dead kids funeral. Fuel on a dirty fire. I stick my head above the clouds Breathing deeply in and out Looking down I’m not so proud of what I see
9.
Small F 02:10
Its old hat I don’t care I like it I’m staying here Nostalgia, To keep me warm Black bombers, hornets nest Swarming round the northern Up all night, hazy dawn. You cant take that away from me. Bollocks, fuck off, get your own. Bollocks, fuck off, get your own. Innocenti giallo ossido Rosso vespa, primavera Nostalgia will keep me warm. Yes I’m going to keep the faith. Yes I’m going to keep the faith. You can”t take that away from me. That’s mine to keep. Bollocks, fuck off, get your own. Bollocks, fuck off, get your own. Yes I’m going to keep the faith.
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Bing Bong 02:37
First you put your left foot forward then your right foot. Then repeat it until you find the right spot. Set your stall up, and sell whatever you’ve got. Then put your left foot forward then your right foot. Until you find some solid ground trying to find some solid ground Looking for some solid ground Trying to find some solid ground Kick with my right. Throw with my left. Chew on my right side. Deaf in my left ear. Sometimes up. Sometimes its down. Sometimes its baked. Sometimes a quagmire. Left foot right foot start again Trying to find some solid ground trying to find some solid ground Looking for some solid ground Trying to find some solid ground Cant deal with anymore lies. Sick to my teeth with the lies Had quite enough of the lies We’re all pig sick of the lies Left foot right foot start again Looking for some solid ground

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released April 22, 2022

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