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Hush now I feel safe
Snuggling down in my estate
Now here... see my floor, hardwood, hardwired to my bones
And I’d like to show you the upstairs
But there’s something screaming sick up there
And I’ve just received an envelope
It says the only thing I owe is my eternal soul
It’s red stamped, blood sealed, says my name
When I opened it up it opened up my veins
And my blood soaked into the walls
Oh yeah did you see the cupboard in the hall
It’s boho rustic I bought it used
Now I swear I hear it whispering to grab a noose
But I can’t leave, I can hardly breathe, I’m supposed to be an adult I can hardly speak
It’s red stamped, blood sealed, says my name
When I opened it up it opened up my veins
I swear I used to have a housemate
But now he’s gone and the rent is two days too late
Help my house is eating me
Masticating oh so slowly
Dining out on my rib cage
Ever so responsibly
And the world keeps on turning
And my body parts are churning
So I’ll sing one final song
Before i meet my end in number 10
My house is trying to eat me
My house is trying to eat me
My house is trying to eat me
My fucking house is eating me
Help my house is eating me
Masticating my broken body
Dining out on my rib cage
Ever so politely
And the world keeps on turning
And my body parts are churning
Join me for one final song
Before I meet my end in number 10
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Cosmic Business Slang
04:26
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Are you sleeping?
Are you dreaming?
When your eyes glaze, and you blank your face, what is it that you are seeing?
Are you riding interdimensional highways,
traversing spiritual sidewalks and alleys,
are you leaving me?
Please, are you leaving me?
Please don’t lie….
I see the aleph in your eye
If you care for me,
And you care for you,
But you don't believe,
But you don't believe
Are we seeing?
Are we breathing?
Who is that man briefcase in his hand,
Who talks in his cosmic business slang?
Is he killing me?
Cus it feels like he’s killing me
If you care for me,
And you care for you,
But you don't believe,
But you don't believe
If you care for me,
And you care for you,
But you don't believe,
But you don't believe
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On a Tuesday afternoon
flowers bloomed
and you kneed me in the head
The skin broke and
I trickled red where
you kneed me in the head
My skull split
right down the middle
and I laughed then when you said
Open wide
let me climb inside
'because I kneed to be needed'
You got inside my head
You got inside my head
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I’m possessed,
f*cking possessed,
I’m a productive man
I’m hypomanic,
allergenic,
I’ve been up since 6 am
I’m business now,
I’m business then,
I’m business all the time
I do some pull-ups,
and I walk the dog,
all while wearing a tie
I’m screaming internally
Oh my god I’ve got some sh*t to do and I’m late
I’ll never be a success if I procrastinate
Don’t take my to-do list from me
Cos I got sh*t to do!
And I need to improve
I’m just not good enough
For me
Or you
I’m just not good enough
I'll never be enough, oh f*ck!
I’m possessed,
f*cking possessed,
I’m a productive man
I’m hypomanic,
hypomanic,
I’ve been up since 5 am
I’m screaming internally
Oh my god I’ve got some sh*t to do and I’m late
I’ll never be a success if I procrastinate
Don’t take my to-do list from me
Cos I got sh*t to do!
And I need to improve
I’m just not good enough
For me
Or you
I’m just not good enough
I'll never be enough, oh f*ck!
I’m a f*cking lazy piece of shit
...
Nah I’m okay…
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5. |
Hellhounds
04:38
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Tasting is believing
Stop wasting your time
Little bottles of poison
Flavoured with lime
I don't know
Nobody knows
Hellhounds coming round
Falling down
On me
Going down to the town
Flailing as the alarms sound
Fingers point up to the sky
As fire rains down
I don't know
Nobody knows
Hellhounds coming round
Falling down
On me
The smell is more than you could
believe what it could be
It's a hellish, stormy, scary night
Scooby doo bip...
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I cast a spell to make you real
I bled myself for what could be
I spun this world, you best believe
I broke it down, tore it out, for just fifteen
I dreamt you up and into my arms
And now we’ll tap dance to the unseen
We met out by the old oak tree
Where you rose up, and smiled, smiled for me.
So now we drink and scratch and claw and dance, dance till we bleed
We’re barefoot dancing on the beach
And we hear the drumming from inside our minds
We’re chanting dead from the ditch I do believe
We’re praying for the Eldrich
We’re barefoot dancing on the beach
And we hear them playing from an ancient time
We’re chanting dead from the ditch so take my hand
We’ll pray to the Eldritch
We'll pray to the Eldritch
I hear those big black dogs are howling
They're partying the world away
Their fires burn the cities down
And all we can do is howl along
I know it ain’t that much to see
But I brought you back… for just fifteen
Now on the ocean horizon
Vast eyes, welcome oblivion
So now we drink and scratch and claw and dance, dance till we bleed
We’re barefoot dancing on the beach
And we hear the drumming from inside our minds
We’re chanting dead from the ditch I do believe
We’re praying for the Eldrich
We’re barefoot dancing on the beach
You and me and there’s just fifteen
But our time is up and we’re washed away in light
Dancing one more goodbye
I know it ain’t that much to see
But I brought you back… for just fifteen
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7. |
Moving On
02:01
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I’m moving on
I got my bags all packed
My books all stacked
I’m ready for shipping on
Look at our empty room
Remember the time that we did that thing
I made you cry and you made me sing
I love you
I love the things we did in this house
I love that we love what we did in this house
I’ve got to go away
to come back another day
I’ve got to go away
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DUKE RONDO Nottingham, UK
Didn't pick up an electric guitar for just about ten years.
Then I did.
Then I wrote this bio thing.
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