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Bureaucrats
03:12
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i’m ten feet up red taped to the wall by the bureaucrats
got a fifty page tax demand triplicate form
from the bureaucrats
damned by the detail in their complicated minds
i’m a file on their laptops a projection on their blinds
a pre-disposed rejection i’ve been stamped and displayed
i have made a complaint but the hearing’s been delayed
they’re the devils in the detail they’re the storm in the night
they can’t be wrong they’re never right
they’re infecting the infection and they’re not very bright
my identity has fractured in a hard drive crash
with the bureaucrats
they believe I am two people and my eyes don’t match
that’s the bureaucrats
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2. |
Madhouse of Inventions
03:13
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yeah i’m an inmate in the madhouse of inventions
got so many crazy bad ideas
i’m phasing through dimensions
hit the river in my aquaplane i’m turning green with envy
i’m incurring an exclusion zone existing in a frenzy
yeah i’m a shadow in the ghostly calculations
i can see so many worlds i’m fine-tuning calibrations
i’m reflected in the ice against the backdrop of creation
i’m driving through the angry crowds
in my madness celebration
i am an inmate in the madhouse
in the madhouse of inventions
i can see the light and all the false gods are around me
wearing paper bags and losing their serenity
insults run to boiling point existence winding up the joint
expanding ever bigger can’t suppress my insane snigger
there’s an insect in my head
and it’s buzzing right through me
there’s sudden flash of truth i can’t quite see
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The Holy Grail
03:26
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we’re on a mission searching for the holy grail
out on the dark highway
there’s a singing ghost and a talking whale
the sunset burns the orange sky
the shadows stretch the demons fly
there’s something out there
i’ve never seen it rain so hard this road is like a river
we’re skidding through the heat haze
we haven’t seen a single sign of the holy grail
we’ve been through every pawn shop
north of the moon and south of union square
this world is crazy the price is high the deal is never fair
there’s a bright red blimp blocking out the sun
we can’t hide we can’t run there’s something out there
we got ourselves a pile of trash
gold-plated junk and tarnished shattered glass
we’ve all gone crazy we are as mad as hats
it’s clear that we are deranged and we’re not coming back
there’s a big black truth blocking out the sun
we can’t hide we can’t run there’s something out there
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Your Secret
02:57
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your secret’s safe with me ‘cause i just won’t remember
i am busy throwing tin cans at the devil in my head
your secret’s safe with me i’ll be talking in a mad voice
i’ll be running down the highway
wearing my exploding hat
and i never get it right did i tell you you were dreaming
were you even there last night were you shaking
were you screaming your secret’s safe with me
your secret’s safe with me but you’ll still get found out
you’ve been wearing your confession
like a big fat neon sign
your secret’s safe with me ‘cause i don’t pay attention
but you’re clearly being followed
there’s a mad man in the trees
the radio is breaking up watch out for electric shocks
the microphone inside your phone
is humming now you’re not alone
the walls have eyes the air is thin the details gone
better watch out the dummies are moving in
your secret’s safe with me but you are in great danger
there’s a deadly crash test tory
coming flying through your door
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it won’t be long before this caper goes down
the air is thick with obnoxious words in this town
i may be the one you seek but i can’t think
and i can’t speak
and it won’t be long before this caper goes down
i’ve been watching you through the hole in my paper
your cover’s blown i will get you later
you may be behind the whole thing
with your taped up mouth and shining bling
but it won’t be long before this caper goes down
you blend into the crowd so well
you are incredibly conspicuous
your eyes reflect like burning hell
and your lips are quite ridiculous
but it won’t be long before this caper goes down
i’m a spinning top i’m a moth in the flame
i’m trapped with you in your sinister game
and it won’t be long before this caper goes down
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The Vulture Squadron
03:07
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how did you get so nervous
i thought you lived in real time
what made you slip and uncertain
wasting your lips and being unkind
what if we’re the vulture squadron
how did you get so precious
you counter attack every line
you’re bleaching your hair to submission
you’re not being fair and i resign
what if we’re the vulture squadron
our flying machines always fall apart
our technical expert can’t communicate
it’s a world of lies and plastic hate
and we’re turning around and it’s not too late
but what if we’re the vulture squadron
how did you get so angry
i know how you feel i’m the same as you
i know you don’t want to believe me
it’s very hard to see what’s true
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What Do You Get
03:32
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what do you get if you cross a pig with a fly
something big and mean in the evening sky
what do you get if you cross a man with a flea
something talking rubbish you can hardly see
what do you get if you cross a squid with a bat
or a vulture with a vintage trilby hat
or a panther with a purple swarm
am i getting close am i getting warm
am i getting close am i getting warm
i won’t fall for the big blue killer van
i won’t fall for the propaganda idiot plan
i won’t fall for the man-eating credit card
i won’t fall but i know it’s gonna be hard
what do you get if you cheat and lie and scheme
if you talk a lot but never say what you mean
your experiments always take too long
and you say you’re right but you know you’re wrong
am i getting close am i getting warm
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Pigless Head
03:39
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i’m a pigless head sitting in the bathroom
wondering what happens next
i’m a pigless head how did I get here
was i alive or was i dead
i’m a duckless beak singing love songs
i’m trying to squawk but it comes out a shriek
somehow i know i’ve forgotten how to speak
what if I am a mouseless squeak
and i love you so much but i’m wearing thin
i’ve got bad feeling i could be a manless skin
the buzzards and bugs are closing in
i’m a pigless head i’m a manless skin
i’m the cowless horns
a double entendre a wave of trash in the falling sky
i’m a carless wheel i’m a sharkless fin
how do you like my shit-eating grin
i’m outrunning the storm and all the things i said
i’m so clever i’ll burst and my name will be fred
i will never forget you i’ll burst open instead
i’m a pigless head
i’m a pigless head sitting in the bathroom
wondering what happens next
the buzzards and bugs are closing in
i’m a pigless head i’m a manless skin
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9. |
Updates
03:52
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rachel is connected to frank
robert is connected to nigel
simon isn’t feeling so good
and brewster has his head up his ass
coddy is connected to janet
suzy wants to talk about demons
patrick is connected to davros
and gustav has a picture of fish
hey hey i’m getting updates
updates on my wall updates of updates
so much stuff that i don’t wanna to know
richard is connected to dumb waiter
harry isn’t talking to slater
alexandra is having a spasm
and david believes he’s insane
pablo is connected to satan
lucy has a talking raven
bill’s collected evidence that he doesn’t exist
almost everyone’s reporting that they’re lost in the mist
johnny had a good cup of coffee
roger is a big fat phoney
lucy is experimenting with fruit
and joe has listed everyone he’d like to shoot
willard is connected to the stuffed man
spider is connected to the great charlie chan
willhelmina has been talking to god
and jesus
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Sinister London
03:41
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the zeppelins and biplanes are clouding the city
and the fog’s hanging heavy over belsize park
there’s a puffed-up blue tory in the sky over battersea
and the radio waves are shining clear in the sky
there’s a villain with a video making porno for youtube
and the taxis are frozen and the lights are all red
there’s a dangerous fashion for confusion and inaction
and the papers take pride in having nothing good to say
it’s gone dark and there’s something misplaced
it’s a very mad chase down in sinister london
did you see it were you even there
something’s bad in the air down in sinister london
did you dye your hair did you start to care
why do you feel so let down
what’s your poison what’s your weed
don’t believe what you read down in sinister london
ahh ah something sinister’s going down in london
there’s a clown dodging hammers and knives
in trafalgar square
there’s a plastic messiah selling company shares
there’s an infamous impostor
singing shakespeare and chaucer
there’s a lost broken start in this station don’t stare
it’s gone dark and there’s something misplaced
it’s a very mad chase down in sinister london
did you see it were you even there
something’s bad in the air down in sinister london
did you dye your hair did you start to care
why do you still feel so let down
what’s your poison what’s your weed
don’t believe what you read down in sinister london
ahh ah something sinister’s going down in london
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11. |
Passion
02:37
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i’ve got a passion for electric lights
i’ve got a passion for disturbing sights
i’m having visions in the dead of night
i am a spring and i’m wound up tight
i’ve got no reasons for the things i say
i am an ipod stuck on random play
i’ve got a passion for dark mysteries
i’m stuck in every single frame you freeze
i’ve got a passion for your bright red lips
i’ve got a passion for the phantom ships
i’ve got a passion for the psychic lies
i’ve got a passion for your crazy eyes
i will be waiting in the rain
out by the station i’m changing
i’ve got a passion for tight leather straps
i’ve got suspicions but they’re under wraps
i’ve got a passion for conspiracies
i’ve got a passion for mad prophecies
so many people seem to look the same
i don’t like this propaganda game
i don’t want to be a parody
there’s so much stuff that i don’t want to see
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12. |
Demons From Your Id
03:56
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when you gonna see the funny side
with the demons from your id
you’ve been saying some pretty bad stuff
you’re gonna wish you never did
all the signs are flashing amber and red
the ghosts are real they’re coming out your head
no matter how you try you’ll never get rid
of the demons from your id
baby you better get ready for the demons from your id
they have something to tell you
and you’ll wish they never did
baby you better get ready for the demons
when you gonna see the irony
of how you screwed up so bad
i’ve been taking pictures quietly
i know you’re gonna be mad
all the dead are coming out of the ground
there is a crack in time there’s a buzzing sound
no matter how you try you’ll never get rid
of the demons from your id
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Atmosphere
04:00
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there’s a catfish x-ray laser beam
firing into the back of my mind again
and something’s going mad
things are not what they seem
it’s coming to a head but who knows when
the atmosphere is very thin on mars
my antenna is picking up all your scars
i missed your name i missed your act
i hope you didn’t fall for that suicide pact
your smile’s blank it’s insincere
don’t get lost in the atmosphere
i’ve been sending coded messages to keep my mind blank
i don’t want to end up like my dead friend frank
i’ve been calling you for hours sending artificial flowers
trying to distract you from all the dark powers
the atmosphere is terrible in here
there’s too much love and hate and fear
i saw a plastic fox with the wings of a bat
an unknown face in my mirror
i was trying not to tell you any of that
but it slipped out when i saw you shiver
the atmosphere is charged with nervous monsters
there’s a trap but you can’t see it
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14. |
River of Infra-Red Light
03:05
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i’m in a frenzy i’m all shook up
i’m a bursting psychic squid in the river of infra-red light
i screwed up big time i’m feeling proud
i’m a fractured rip in time in the river of infra-red light
i’ve been working hard making my character up
i’m so fictional now i’m not even here or there
i’m out of my mind i don’t care
in the river of infra-red light
i’m in a deep hole it’s just my luck
i’m a broken latex smile in the river of infra-red light
i’ve got a contract i’m way too sharp
i’m a melted waxwork shark in the river of light
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Intelligent Life
04:39
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i was painted in the corner of my smashed up telephone
i was doing all I could to be a stranger
i was looking very carefully for your deadly motivation
i was regressing back in time to the first day of the creation
someone stole the gravity
and looks like i have lost my sanity
i really don’t want to deal with your hypocrisy
somewhere out there there’s intelligent life
but it’s not here
i was giving all my words away to phoney tv reporters
i was talking very seriously
about all the ghosts inside my house
i was being so evasive that someone said i was obnoxious
i applauded their perception but my god what a buffoon
i was gift wrapped like the devil
i was drunk like richard nixon
i was changing faster than the naked eye could see
somewhere out there there’s intelligent life
i applaud your perception but my god what a buffoon
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16. |
This Final Day
04:03
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it’s good to see you one more time
do you still remember how it felt when you were fine
i’ve got to say your eyes are haunted
they’re giving you away
but all the same it’s good to see you on this final day
it’s good to know you’re still alive
i couldn’t have predicted if you ever would survive
regardless of your perfect smile
i know what you are thinking
but all the same it’s good to see you on this final day
i should have told you i wish i could have told you
but i guess you had to find out the hard way
i don’t really think you’ve changed at all
but all the same it’s good to see you on this final day
it’s good to see you one more time
you were taken for a sucker but that wasn’t your own crime
i have to say i love you and that’s me it’s not the wine
but all the same it’s good to see you on this final day
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The Contrast’s sleek, edgy, chiming guitar pop embraces influences spanning genres, wrapped up into irresistible 3-minute pop songs.
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