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from The Fall - A Part Of America Therein. 1981 [live] (2008)
Just take for instance
a time of great depression Fade out of reason bad time's in season Don't shut your heart out Don't cry your eyes out Don't cry for me, Mexico Or Savage Pencil I'm nearly healthy And they try to take my eyes out Friends try to work my soul out But I don't sing, I just shout Heavy clout, heart out Now here's a joke to cheer you up: Old times no surgeon Just magicians and dungeons There they take your heart out with a sharp knife It wasn't fake They had no anesthetic. That joke's pathetic. Just look at me Too much speed But very plain You're lucky, friend. You've got one to take out You know what I'm talking about! I don't sing I just shout All on one note. Sing, sing, sing, sing Look at me, I just ding Heart is out, out, it's out |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
Not up to much
She's imitative Her mind's in pieces She said we can't all live Her mind is in pieces She said we can't all live in semi-detached houses She's Oedipus Not up to much She gets the check For car tax She is Oedipus She gets the check For car tax With barely a muttered Thanks Too much Warehouse shop Too many fancy hats Clothes imitation A body map Her mind's in pieces She said we can't all live in semi-detached houses She's Oedipus She gets the check For car tax With barely a muttered thanks Too much Warehouse shop Too many fancy hats Clothes imitation Body map Her mind's in pieces Her ballroom days are deceased Love's boat is smashed Against existence She got set walking Walking irritant Not up to much Not up to much And love's boots Smashed against existence Got set to walking Irritant She's imitiative She's not up to much She's not up to much She's not up to much Not up to much Not up to much She's not up to much |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
You haven't found it yet,
Haven't found it yet. Look at the glass, turn your head You haven't found it yet. Moving down the lane inside It's flashy Camden Town It's that London lyric again You haven't found it yet. Impulses crowd your head Too much to be absorbed You're into the top shackle Mental saw-down of your head.* Which bemoans a simple fact. You haven't found it yet. It seemed so clear in bed It's dark but your legs, they are dead Your pen is encombed in mattress You're not going to get it yet You haven't found it yet You're dying but still warm Put this writing on your tomb Spit out with dying breath You haven't found it yet. I dictate Transcribe Relations Dear Cousin It's destiny. The grist that curtails the mill shall make us strong |
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from The Fall - I Am Kurious Oranj (2002)
Yes
Stretch Stretch The God you reject Makes ours the best* Oh! ye swivel-heads Burn from ashes An ordure from this planet That could not be extinguished Angelic devil-sun [...] good natured barracking Children cross here Both day and night Angelic devil-sun Yes o yes (and that's what you get when you join the m. clark school of Soccer coaching school: enraged and inflamed with torment.) |
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from The Fall - I Am Kurious Oranj (2002)
Wrong place right time
I used to think I could do what I wanted to Right time for me alone Walk the streets of complete full homes Wrong place, but I'm bound To stick with what I intend to see through See you, in wrong place Right time but there's miles in between I keep on knocking but there's no bugger in I have to sing gothic, boo hoo See me, a new reign A new reign not to be forgotten Right place, right time Right time and britain is mine That day, on way And all peasants will know oranj Peasants smile: big shine Very happy under rule of oranj You can whine under rule of oranj Mike clarke: sez I bastard He is deranged, I am william of oranj Go insane in holland! I can't wait to taste anthrax turf again Big wren: homage oranj I an oranj I have paid dues to the one Who's #1 in heaven As in heaven so in britain (by oranj I am oranj I am one) Can't dance can't sing Cursed forever is william of oranj Can't dance can't sing Cursed forever is william of oranj Can't dance can't sing Cursed forever is william of oranj Can't dance can't sing Cursed forever is william of oranj Cursed forever is william of oranj Cursed forever is william of oranj Cursed forever is william of oranj Cursed forever is william of oranj |
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from The Fall - Hex Enduction Hour (2008)
On the first floor of the dryout house
Was a replica dartboard And the man on the floor Sorta went out of window, over the lawn And round to the mad kid "Please take this medallion, Please wear this medallion. It's no sign of authority. Wear the gold and put it on" Courtesy winter (Winter) So (around the) mad kid Man on the first floor said "I just looked round I just looked round I just looked round "And my youth it was sold" Two white words frost the sky There fly krakens And sometimes, that little..... Makes me tremble Courtesy winter The mad kid had 4 lights, the average is 2.5 lights The mediocre has 2 lights, the sign of genius is three lights There's one light left, that's the one light That's the science law Courtesy winter |
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from The Fall - Hex Enduction Hour (Part 1) (2010)
On the first floor of the dryout house
Was a replica dartboard And the man on the floor Sorta went out of window, over the lawn And round to the mad kid "Please take this medallion, Please wear this medallion. It's no sign of authority. Wear the gold and put it on" Courtesy winter (Winter) So (around the) mad kid Man on the first floor said "I just looked round I just looked round I just looked round "And my youth it was sold" Two white words frost the sky There fly krakens And sometimes, that little..... Makes me tremble Courtesy winter The mad kid had 4 lights, the average is 2.5 lights The mediocre has 2 lights, the sign of genius is three lights There's one light left, that's the one light That's the science law Courtesy winter |
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from The Fall - A Part Of America Therein. 1981 [live] (2008)
On the first floor of the dryout house
Was a replica dartboard And the man on the floor Sorta went out of window, over the lawn And round to the mad kid "Please take this medallion, Please wear this medallion. It's no sign of authority. Wear the gold and put it on" Courtesy winter (Winter) So (around the) mad kid Man on the first floor said "I just looked round I just looked round I just looked round "And my youth it was sold" Two white words frost the sky There fly krakens And sometimes, that little..... Makes me tremble Courtesy winter The mad kid had 4 lights, the average is 2.5 lights The mediocre has 2 lights, the sign of genius is three lights There's one light left, that's the one light That's the science law Courtesy winter |
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from The Fall - Perverted By Language (1983)
Day by day.
The moon gains on me. Day by day. The moon gains on me. Purchased pair of flabby wings. I took to doing some HOVERING. Here is a list of incorrect things. HOVERED mid-air outside a study. An academic needed his chin, sent in the dust of some cheap magazines. His academic rust, could not burn them up. Recruited some gremlins. To get me clear of the airline routes. I paid them off with stuffing from my wings. They had some fun with those cheapo airline snobs. The stuffing loss made me hit a timelock. I ended up in the eighteen sixties. I've been there for one hundred and twenty five years. A small alteration of the past. Can turn time into space. Ended up under Ardwick Bridge. With some veterans from the U.S. Civil War. They were under Irish patronage. We shot dead a stupid sergeant, but I got hit in the crossfire. The lucky hit made me hit a time lock. But, when I got back. The place I made the purchase, no longer exists I'd erased it under the bridge. Day by day. The moon came towards me By such things. The moon came towards me. So now I sleep in ditches. And hide away from nosey kids. The wings rot and feather under me. The wings rot and curl right under me. A small alteration of the past. Can turn time into space. Small touches can alter more than a mere decade. Wings X 17. |
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from The Fall - Perverted By Language (1983)
Day by day.
The moon gains on me. Day by day. The moon gains on me. Purchased pair of flabby wings. I took to doing some HOVERING. Here is a list of incorrect things. HOVERED mid-air outside a study. An academic needed his chin, sent in the dust of some cheap magazines. His academic rust, could not burn them up. Recruited some gremlins. To get me clear of the airline routes. I paid them off with stuffing from my wings. They had some fun with those cheapo airline snobs. The stuffing loss made me hit a timelock. I ended up in the eighteen sixties. I've been there for one hundred and twenty five years. A small alteration of the past. Can turn time into space. Ended up under Ardwick Bridge. With some veterans from the U.S. Civil War. They were under Irish patronage. We shot dead a stupid sergeant, but I got hit in the crossfire. The lucky hit made me hit a time lock. But, when I got back. The place I made the purchase, no longer exists I'd erased it under the bridge. Day by day. The moon came towards me By such things. The moon came towards me. So now I sleep in ditches. And hide away from nosey kids. The wings rot and feather under me. The wings rot and curl right under me. A small alteration of the past. Can turn time into space. Small touches can alter more than a mere decade. Wings X 17. |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
In North Carolina way back in the hills
Lived my pappy and he had him a still He brewed white lightning 'til the sun go down Then he'd get out a jug and pass it around Mighty mighty pleasin' Poppa kept a-squeezin' and called it White Lightning G-men, T-men, Revenue too Searching for the place where he made his brew They were lookin' tryna book him But my pappy kept a-cookin' it White Lightning I asked my pappy why he called the brew White Lightning's full of morning dew Took one sip then I knew When my eyes bulged out and my face turned blue A city slicker came and said "I'm mighty tough, I wanna get a taste of the powerful stuff" Took one slug and drank it right down And I heard him moaning as he hit the ground Shout! |
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from The Fall - This Nation's Saving Grace (1985)
How can I? How can I? How can I?
Get up, make a buck Get up, make a buck My race was bred on hash My race was bred on hash Get up, make a buck, Get up, make a buck. The stolen dark Please don't (muffled). What you need (band) How can I? What you need (band) How can I? What you need (band) What you need (band) Turn down a corner I Been bleeding some itch What you need (band) How can I? What you need (band) What you need (MES) What you need (MES and band) An oven mitt What you need for your verbose kitchen What you need (MES and band) Present notebook for you What you need (MES and band) A bit of Iggy Stooge. What you need (MES and band) Whay you need (MES and band) Reduced smoking habit What you need (MES and band) Sex but not having it What you need (MES) One face Two face new What you need (band) Slippery shoes for your horrible feet We're obsessed with (MES and band) What you need (MES) What you need is to love her so much What you need is us as pressure group Out of reach What you need (band) On this we're all agreed What you need (MES and band) One: Face with girl past What you need Two: a profile that is low-key And to meet your horrible new dad With a grudge against me What you need (MES and band) What you need (band) Is a censor for pals like these. What you need (MES and band) What you need (band) What you need (MES and band) What you need is One. What face? Two: face new Three. Face mag for arse Four. Three rules of audience Five. Mug of Geoff Travis, framed Six. The book Theft is Vision by the brothers Copeland. What you need (MES) Finance luck What you need (band) What you need (MES) Out of reach What you need (band) What you need (MES) What you need (MES) What you need (band) Get up, make a buck What you need (band) How can I? What you need (band) How can I? What you need (band) How can I? What you need |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
Tell of the birth
Tell how war appeared on earth Musicians with gongs Permeate the autobahns Foetus of disgusting breath And she split the egg Cast a spell and war was born Come follow me Out of the obscurity Pilgrims in songs Swamp the empty aerodrome Kalashnikovs but no houses Women at the double, march No food for the spouses They wait for the US drop Russians sit back and laugh While war casts her gory locks Over the deserted docks She casts her gory locks Over the deserted docks She cast a spell Split an egg and war was born And pillage hopes with gusto Even though they have no nerve And she does just look on And war does what she has to War does what she has to People get what they deserve |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
Tell of the birth
Tell how war appeared on earth Musicians with gongs Permeate the autobahns Foetus of disgusting breath And she split the egg Cast a spell and war was born Come follow me Out of the obscurity Pilgrims in songs Swamp the empty aerodrome Kalashnikovs but no houses Women at the double, march No food for the spouses They wait for the US drop Russians sit back and laugh While war casts her gory locks Over the deserted docks She casts her gory locks Over the deserted docks She cast a spell Split an egg and war was born And pillage hopes with gusto Even though they have no nerve And she does just look on And war does what she has to War does what she has to People get what they deserve |
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from The Fall - This Nation's Saving Grace (1985)
It had taken her a long time
Suddenly back on its own To sit, friendless & alone She is friendless and alone I'm a vixen on its own The triple gang & the throng Did not feel helpless or alone The vixen got no friends She needs a poison pen Even in Switzerland The people cry "vixen" Silver cross, all alone The bird had flown With their omen they'll fly Had flown, silver cross All alone (So millions were broken hearted) All alone, with no home It's all alone And some night, wind moves the leaves They pick themselves up & run Perhaps all that night possessed no way of telling time It had taken her a long time Suddenly back on its own To sit, friendless & alone She is friendless and alone A man's trust, (appalling/a pole in) debt To sit friendless and alone With no home, with no home Vixen's got no home She is friendless and alone A long time on its own It shone around her Triple gang |
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from The Fall - The Frenz Experiment (2002)
It was bad, called obscene
And the rich were so mean Stately homes for the Lords Golden lawns, village green Victoria was my queen Victoria, Victoria, Victoria I was born, lucky me In the land that I love Though I'm poor, I am free When I go I shall fight For this land I willl die Let her sun never set on Victoria, Victoria, Victoria Canada to India Australia to Cornwall Singapore to Hong Kong From the West to the East From the rich to the poor Victoria loved them all Victoria, Victoria, Victoria |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
(Replaces Mother-Sisterand Industrial Estate on the U.S. version of the LP)
Alright we're going to go back to 1940 No money And I live in Berlin I think I'll join up Become a camp guard No war for me An old Jew's face dripping red I hate the prisoners I hate the officers There's no fight I think I'll join, The red rose, Leave Belsen I'll go to Switzerland A human resistor Don't think, ask him Present : I don't like them said Ian in his black-out threats I think I'll drop out Become a no-man And live my rules But I'm the sort that gets out of the bath with a dirty face Everyone I meet's the same now No brains or thought A good case for the systems we like - we get Human race Various times Don't think, ask him Future: 1980 Black windows And smokey holes My head is full of lead And the beer is so weak Since they got rid of time around here Dr. Doom fresh from Salem And the witch trials The Lathe of Heaven Time mistaken Three places at once Human race Don't think, ask him Ask him Ask him |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
(Replaces Mother-Sisterand Industrial Estate on the U.S. version of the LP)
Alright we're going to go back to 1940 No money And I live in Berlin I think I'll join up Become a camp guard No war for me An old Jew's face dripping red I hate the prisoners I hate the officers There's no fight I think I'll join, The red rose, Leave Belsen I'll go to Switzerland A human resistor Don't think, ask him Present : I don't like them said Ian in his black-out threats I think I'll drop out Become a no-man And live my rules But I'm the sort that gets out of the bath with a dirty face Everyone I meet's the same now No brains or thought A good case for the systems we like - we get Human race Various times Don't think, ask him Future: 1980 Black windows And smokey holes My head is full of lead And the beer is so weak Since they got rid of time around here Dr. Doom fresh from Salem And the witch trials The Lathe of Heaven Time mistaken Three places at once Human race Don't think, ask him Ask him Ask him |
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from The Fall - I Am Kurious Oranj (2002)
From over the ocean came plague
Via the ocean - plague came Plague came & we're not the same All around is pure tension Beliefs and tears now & again From where has this great sadness came From sou'west flew plague From northwest plague came I laughed at chicks with frustration Fear of plague has sent us home For love at least of our dear mum Father takes it in his stride Says 'back in the closet, son' Was it ocean brought the plague? Over the ocean came plague Plague came, nothing is the same All there is is death and pain Hearts now broken on our beach (Love disolved as they do up) Love dissolved by Haitian sun Did South Atlantic bring plague? What evil ocean brought plague? Plague flew up from an ocean From satan's tree and his baboon A body's waste 'neath a gibbous moon Rancid kid drowned in lagoon From still blue ocean came plague From Caribbean plague came Plague came in that Satan made And our friends became deranged Secret glamrock, gleeful hat We stock Far Corporation Glamrock family leisure zone It was an evil plague They sparked up and they built the boat Put wind in its grim sail Bringing plague and our peril Bringing plague and our peril |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
(Your nervous system, your nervous system)
(Underground medicine, underground medicine) A spark inside (Traverse up my hide) And when it clicks There's no resist Every time I hear a new baby cry I thank my spark inside And you get underground medicine Underground medicine I'm but a nervous system Underground medicine I found a reason not to die A reason for the ride The spark inside When it hits the mind you get Underground medicine Underground medicine I'm but a nervous system Underground medicine I had a psychosomatic voice And one time it might come back Underground medicine Underground medicine I'm but a nervous system Underground medicine On my pants I spilled expectorant And the colonel shot better with 30 pints They took his cup away Take it away, take it away (Used to 'ground) medicine (Used to 'ground) medicine (Used to 'ground) medicine |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
Everybody likes me
They think I'm crazy Pull my string and I do my thing. Two Steps Back I don't need the acid factories I've got mushrooms in the fields Julian* said "How was the gear?" They don't sell things to you over there A cigarette goes out when you put it down. Two Steps Back Had a look at the free festivals They're like cinemas with no films You could make a fire with the seats You could boil up some cigar (cig-ah!) dimps Or get into the sound Wait for the ice cream to come around. Two Steps Back Two Doors Down I meet my old friends there They queue up for cash there They are part Irish They have no conscience They get threatened by the cracker factory. Two Steps Back Cracker Factory: A place where you get into the working routine again. Rehabs for no hopes Prefab for jobless dopes. |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
Everybody likes me
They think I'm crazy Pull my string and I do my thing. Two Steps Back I don't need the acid factories I've got mushrooms in the fields Julian* said "How was the gear?" They don't sell things to you over there A cigarette goes out when you put it down. Two Steps Back Had a look at the free festivals They're like cinemas with no films You could make a fire with the seats You could boil up some cigar (cig-ah!) dimps Or get into the sound Wait for the ice cream to come around. Two Steps Back Two Doors Down I meet my old friends there They queue up for cash there They are part Irish They have no conscience They get threatened by the cracker factory. Two Steps Back Cracker Factory: A place where you get into the working routine again. Rehabs for no hopes Prefab for jobless dopes. |
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from The Fall - The Frenz Experiment (2002)
The magnificent structure straddled the river
As I dictated my autobiography to my biographer When I heard this tune My title was "Renegade Genius" But was interrupted much too soon Was interrupted much too soon I received this line Twister From me in Hampstead he received a letter I headed it "Dear Twister" Up from West Hampstead I visited Keswick On permission from the guard I begun like this but could not continue it When I heard this tune (It begun like this but could not continue it) My ears were burned By this tune My head swooned By this tune Twister The train from London on day of lunacy Was packed with innocents Children tended by walkman'd parents Cretins auditioning For non-existent parts on TV One The train was a tube Within the crushing beauty of the countryside On the London-Keswick run Twister ((MES in background: My head burned...burned...da da da da..my ears burned.. countryside has sold out..countryside...cheap phone calls home... accent all around..cheap phone calls...ramble..grinning... normally..rambled...in my ear hole...was day of lunacy..some things like...explosives..of pages turned..shadows..massive fucking noises...pop stars.. heh heh hackles...try mystic meg..twister...rustic town... twister) Twister |
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from The Fall - The Frenz Experiment (2002)
You let me down again
And then your goth, slag brain says Tuff life yeah baby! X8 All you ever say Is round revival boogie It's a revival boogie It's a It's a small flat baby Tuff life yeah baby! Tuff life yeah baby! All you ever need Tuff life yeah baby! X4 With the balding man You went to the Netherlands And with a pernicious refrain You return and say the same Give it to me baby one more time X5 You forever say Tuff life yeah baby! Tuff life yeah baby! |
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from The Fall - Grotesque (2005)
I'm totally wired.
Can't you see? I'm totally wired. Can't you see? My butterfly stomach growls growls I drank a jar of coffee Then I took some of these And now I'm totally wired. Life leaves you surprised. Slaps you in the eyes And I was a communist A rich man would bail me. The opposite applies. The morning light Another fresh fight Another row right right right right And I'm totally wired. You don't have to be weird to be wired You don't have to be an American to be strange You don't have to be strange to be strange You don't have to be weird to be weird. I'm totally wired. My heart and I agree. I'm always worried. |
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from The Fall - A Part Of America Therein. 1981 [live] (2008)
I'm totally wired.
Can't you see? I'm totally wired. Can't you see? My butterfly stomach growls growls I drank a jar of coffee Then I took some of these And now I'm totally wired. Life leaves you surprised. Slaps you in the eyes And I was a communist A rich man would bail me. The opposite applies. The morning light Another fresh fight Another row right right right right And I'm totally wired. You don't have to be weird to be wired You don't have to be an American to be strange You don't have to be strange to be strange You don't have to be weird to be weird. I'm totally wired. My heart and I agree. I'm always worried. |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
It's time I started thinking on my feet
Instead of on my back Now I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last It's been the bane of my life But I've got time enough at last I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last And sometimes people think you're just stupid But I got time enough at last I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last Cos I got time Time enough at last It's just stupid thinkin' 'bout the past Cos I got time enough at last In the city (inferno) Is how to extract Your brains from the head of a minor executive Now I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last And (the projectors) eat you When you least expect it But I got time Time enough at last From a summer of experience To a pit of its knowledge Cos I got time Time enough at last Time enough at last boy Time enough at last I got time Time enough at last |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
The war against Intelligence
War versus Intelligence Notebooks out plagiarists War Against Intelligence War versus Intelligence They got a lot of debris yesterday They stuck out its golden horns And volunteered its essence War Against Intelligence Hey pseud! Why did you defect to the other side? Hey dude! Give the info a rest and use your mind Dancing with your Dada mates (Dad and mates) in the corner You're such a bloody fool You think your haircut is distinguished When it's a blot on the English landscape Hey dude! Get your mental bones right outta here! You! It's beyond your capability Hey git! In the league of mental short-arse And you will never recompense For your war versus intelligence War versus Intelligence War Against Intelligence Hey dude! |
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from The Fall - The Frenz Experiment (2002)
Head down
Head down Head, head, head down. Fool of the Commonwealth drove down there, Down turnpike; Desperate for food desperate for respite. The steak place. The steak place Cheap carpet lines the way Aluminium tack door handles Candelabra lions head Via butchers display too. The steak place (x2) Via a carcass row Things are brought forward and eaten, I see the corners filled with hitmen, To young lawyers they are whispering, in The steak place (x2) I wanna stay here, I don't wanna go anywhere, I could remain here, Head down Head down Head down Head, head, head down The steak place (x2) I'd stop the automation, I'd sit behind dusty lace, I have a word with hitmen, I give off a beatific face. The steak place (x2) From New York City run screaming, Into New England states, Combined a man not should have to do this, A man should not use his fist in The steak place. The steak place. I wanna stay here, I don't wanna go anywhere, I shall remain here. (Bad song) |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
I phoned you up from Dallas
But your heart was still in marble And your head Was reckoning Your friends are dis-compos-mentis And like most in leather jackets are Coveting Reckoning Reckoning And you're sleeping with some hippie half-wit Who thinks he's Mr. Mark Smith Reckoning Beckoning Reckoning I'm left alone in Europe Consulting an atlas Wandering Wandering And it's evil that you spark off In disguise as basic truth Listening Listening Listening Reckoning Reckoning Beckoning Reckoning |
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from The Fall - Grotesque (2005)
When it happened he walked through all the estates, from
Manchester right to, er, Newcastle. In Darlington, helped an old man on his own chase some kids who fucking threw bricks through his flat window. He had a way with people like that. (Because of this) we moved on. 'Junior Choice' played one morning. The song was 'English Scheme.' Mine. They'd changed it with a grand piano and turned it into a love song. How they did it I don't know. DJs have worsened since the rising. Collaborating on nothing in praise of the track with words they can hardly pronounce in telephone voices. I was mad, and laughed at the same time. The West German government have brought over huge yellow trains on Teeside docks. In Edinburgh. I stayed on my own for a few days, wandering about in the, er, pissing rain, before the Queen Mother hit town. I'm Joe Totale The yet unborn son The North will rise again The North will rise again Not in 10,000 years Too many people cower to criminals And government crap The North will rise again X4 Look where you are Look where you are The future of my father Shift! Tony was a business friend Of RT, 17 And was an opportunist man Come, come hear my story How we set out to corrupt and destroy This future Rising The business friend came round today With teeth clenched, he grabbed my neck I threw him to the ground His blue shirt stained red The north will rise again. I said you are mistaken, friend I kicked him out of the home Too many people cower to criminals And that government pap When all it takes is hard slap Got out the window, a burglar wrote There were men with beads on sticks The fall had made them sick A man with butterflies on his face His brother threw acid in his face His tattoos were screwed The streets of Soho did reverberate With drunken Highland men Revenge for Culloden dead The North had rose again But it would turn out wrong The North will rise again So R. Totale dwells underground Will wait from cyclic grind With ostrich head-dress A face a mess, covered in feathers Orange-red with blue-black lines That draped down to his chest They are a tentacle mess And light blue pant-heads TV showed sham Chip and Dale No concept of what they mean The Arndale had been razed Shop staff knocked off their ladders Security guards up from the escalators And now darkness descends Tony seize the control He built his base in Edinburgh He had on his hotel wall A hooded friar on a tractor He took a bluey and called Totale Who said, "the North has rose again" But it will turn out wrong When I was in cavalry I vowed to defend All our English clergy Though they have gone wrong And the fall has begun This has gotten out of hand I will go for a foreign base But he told me off life down at home Said Totale, go back to bed The North has rose again today And you can't stop your age And you can't stop your age |
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from The Fall - A Part Of America Therein. 1981 [live] (2008)
When it happened he walked through all the estates, from
Manchester right to, er, Newcastle. In Darlington, helped an old man on his own chase some kids who fucking threw bricks through his flat window. He had a way with people like that. (Because of this) we moved on. 'Junior Choice' played one morning. The song was 'English Scheme.' Mine. They'd changed it with a grand piano and turned it into a love song. How they did it I don't know. DJs have worsened since the rising. Collaborating on nothing in praise of the track with words they can hardly pronounce in telephone voices. I was mad, and laughed at the same time. The West German government have brought over huge yellow trains on Teeside docks. In Edinburgh. I stayed on my own for a few days, wandering about in the, er, pissing rain, before the Queen Mother hit town. I'm Joe Totale The yet unborn son The North will rise again The North will rise again Not in 10,000 years Too many people cower to criminals And government crap The North will rise again X4 Look where you are Look where you are The future of my father Shift! Tony was a business friend Of RT, 17 And was an opportunist man Come, come hear my story How we set out to corrupt and destroy This future Rising The business friend came round today With teeth clenched, he grabbed my neck I threw him to the ground His blue shirt stained red The north will rise again. I said you are mistaken, friend I kicked him out of the home Too many people cower to criminals And that government pap When all it takes is hard slap Got out the window, a burglar wrote There were men with beads on sticks The fall had made them sick A man with butterflies on his face His brother threw acid in his face His tattoos were screwed The streets of Soho did reverberate With drunken Highland men Revenge for Culloden dead The North had rose again But it would turn out wrong The North will rise again So R. Totale dwells underground Will wait from cyclic grind With ostrich head-dress A face a mess, covered in feathers Orange-red with blue-black lines That draped down to his chest They are a tentacle mess And light blue pant-heads TV showed sham Chip and Dale No concept of what they mean The Arndale had been razed Shop staff knocked off their ladders Security guards up from the escalators And now darkness descends Tony seize the control He built his base in Edinburgh He had on his hotel wall A hooded friar on a tractor He took a bluey and called Totale Who said, "the North has rose again" But it will turn out wrong When I was in cavalry I vowed to defend All our English clergy Though they have gone wrong And the fall has begun This has gotten out of hand I will go for a foreign base But he told me off life down at home Said Totale, go back to bed The North has rose again today And you can't stop your age And you can't stop your age |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
The Mixer is close to me
He turns his head and smiles at me. And I'm am glad He earns my salary. The mixer In Espanol restaurants The people and staff they clap The mixer sweats In comic type letters the voices are saying Clap, clap The mixer sweats The mixer sweats The mixer of Jamaican origin Born, raised in the US* observes the Victorian (press/prayer) Clap, clap, clap Clap, clap The BLBDS is overeasy on the (carpets/compress) And the mixer sweats. (First eqipment line) (Second equipment line) The mixer is close to me He turns his head and smiles at me** (spoken) 'It possessed the sort of bright sound microphone with audio pickup pattern. It can produce broad responses, hi-fidelity quality, no feedback and no howling etc. We can express good sound of your voice, an excellent melody orchestra, a self-contained filter control, explosive breath sounds, controlled explosive breath sounds ...... wind noises, in different locations....' Mixer sweats |
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from The Fall - Perverted By Language (1983)
The man who's head expanded.
The man whose head expanded was corrupted by Mr. Sociological memory. Was corrupted by Mr. Sociological Memory Man. Could not get a carrier bag for love nor money. The man whose head expanded. Sounds like hick wap huh? Sounds like hick wap huh? Over. Over. Over. Over. The man who's head expanded. The soap opera writer, would follow him around and use his jewels for T.V. prime time. The man who's head expanded. Turn that bloody blimey space invader off! The man who's head expanded explained: The scriptwriter would follow him around, of this he was convinced. It was no coincidence. The lager seemed poisoned. It was no matter of small consequence. No little pub incidence. A red faced post- 'Jolly Grapes' would steal his jewels, and put them in the mouths of Vic. actor fools. Of this he was convinced. Sounds like hick wap huh? Sounds like a load of mick wap ha? Over. Over. Over. Over. The man whose head expanded. The man whose head expanded. Does not want to appear illiterate. Crack! Crack! Does not want to appear illiterate. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The man who's head expanded. Come on with the heraldry. Add misinterpretation, prerogative. John Kennedy's pulmanesque explained. (pub-asp slyness) The man who's head diminished. The man who's head diminished. Sounds like my head, trying to unravel this lot, I can tell you Sparky! (Mig 20 crack) |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
(Too many people penetratin) There's crafty people
Trynn work out the scene (Findin' out) Nosin about & stickin Their noses in Rebel! x3 But she was the littlest rebel Her blue suit is nylon weave She wears jet black hi-heels Throws whites down the well She's the littlest rebel Rebel! x3 But she was the littlest rebel Their mentors jet past in NISSANS Are those cars??!? Are those shoes?!?! She consigns them all to hell She's the littlest rebel Hips like Shirley Temple She's the littlest rebel -- THE LITTLEST REBEL (recorded version) There's loads of people Trying to suss out the scene Sniffing about and sticking Their noses in Rebel But she was the littlest rebel Blue suit with nylon weave She wears jet black high heels She throws planks down the well She's the littlest rebel Rebel But she was the littlest rebel She consigns them all to hell She's the littlest rebel Her tormentors jet past in Nissans She says are those cars? Are those shoes? She consigns them all to hell She's the littlest rebel Hips like Shirley Temple She's the littlest rebel And she doesn't kiss and tell She's the littlest rebel Rebel But she was the littlest rebel A sophisticate plays truant She's the littlest rebel And she doesn't kiss and tell Cause she's the littlest rebel Well she's the littlest rebel Rebel And she was the littlest rebel |
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from The Fall - 2G+2 (2005)
Go back go back
to your diseased-(WHUP!)-control room Don't be don't be nice about it just spit it back Why don't, ward off why don't you be mature about it in your grey raincoat Off ward, ward off The Joke Violent food descends over you huh Off ward, ward off The Joke The Joke five years in a PC camp Multicoloured sweets in bottom of white sweet pack The realization burns into my back The Joke Five years in a PC camp The Joke Violent food descends over you The Joke The Joke Five years in a PC camp The Joke Five years in a PC camp The Joke Five years in a PC camp |
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from The Fall - A Part Of America Therein. 1981 [live] (2008)
Net cap. of 58 thousand pounds
They sweat on their way down Grey ports with customs bastards Hang around like clowns the Uh-containers and their drivers Bad indigestion Bad bowel retention Speed for their wages Suntan, torn short sleeves Look at a car park for two days Look at a grey port for two days Train line, stone and grey This is not their town Big cigars come out of the ground Sweat on their way down F. Jack's a distant relation Communists are just part time workers And there's no thanks From the loading bay ranks Look at a car park for two days Look at a grey port for two days Train line, stone and grey RO-RO roll on roll off The container drivers Speed for their wages Uh-containers Uh-and their drivers |
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from The Fall - The Light User Syndrome (2008)
Coliseum. The Coliseum.
Look out, burn You ought to know this by now. You with the empty crane over.... They're the gatekeepers and the sentinels. Their jokes are hum-drum. The Coliseum. (X4) Brown brass leading up to ionic columns. Trust them. Sometimes that is not enough In the vast cavernous emptiness That is the world of the callow. But they stood outside at bottom The Coliseum. (X3) Trust them. But sometimes that's not enough In the vast cavernous.... The Coliseum.(X2) And you have to have a good condition To get into the coliseum. And the jingle jangle of this city Makes you hunger and down. You have to have a good condition to get into the coliseum. The coliseum.(X4 Brown brass leading up to ionic columns, But sometimes that's not enough.... Their jokes are hum-drum. About 7:30 to 8:00, tiredness sets in. You want to take a little break and get out of home. The coliseum.(X4) Brown brass.... You've got to have a good condition to get into.... These people, they will never ever learn. They are not fit to walk through the ionic columns of the coliseum. The coliseum. You've got to have a good condition to get into the coliseum. |
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from The Fall - Hex Enduction Hour (2008)
There is no culture is my brag,
Your taste for bullshit reveals a lust for a home of office THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! Where are the obligatory niggers?* HEY THERE FUCKFACE!! HEY THERE FUCKFACE!! There are twelve people in the world The rest are paste THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! I just left the Hotel Amnesia, I had to go there Where it is I can't remember, But now I can remember...now I can remember HAFTA! HAFTA! MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER! Too much reliance on girl here On girls here, behind every shell-actor Snobbier Snobbier Too much romantic here I destroy romantics, actors, Kill it! Kill it! KILL IT A ! KILL IT! KILL IT A ! You won't find anything more ridiculous, than this new profile razor unit, made with the highest British attention to the wrong detail, become obsolete units surrounded by hail. THE CLASSICAL! THE CLASSICAL! THE CLASSICAL! HOTEL AGGRO! MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER! THE CLASSICAL! POLEAXE A!..........one of the millenium of conspiracy, Forever, I know it means a lot of stomach gas, I K N O W I T M E A N S A L O T O F S T O M A C H G A SSSSSS I've never felt better in my life I've never felt better in my life POLEAXE A! THE CLASSICAL! Stomach gas I've never felt better in my life I've never felt better in my life POLEAXE A! Millenium of conspiracy Play out Classical I've never felt better in my life Better in my life.... . . . . . . . . . |
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from The Fall - Hex Enduction Hour (Part 1) (2010)
There is no culture is my brag,
Your taste for bullshit reveals a lust for a home of office THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! Where are the obligatory niggers?* HEY THERE FUCKFACE!! HEY THERE FUCKFACE!! There are twelve people in the world The rest are paste THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN! I just left the Hotel Amnesia, I had to go there Where it is I can't remember, But now I can remember...now I can remember HAFTA! HAFTA! MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER! Too much reliance on girl here On girls here, behind every shell-actor Snobbier Snobbier Too much romantic here I destroy romantics, actors, Kill it! Kill it! KILL IT A ! KILL IT! KILL IT A ! You won't find anything more ridiculous, than this new profile razor unit, made with the highest British attention to the wrong detail, become obsolete units surrounded by hail. THE CLASSICAL! THE CLASSICAL! THE CLASSICAL! HOTEL AGGRO! MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER! THE CLASSICAL! POLEAXE A!..........one of the millenium of conspiracy, Forever, I know it means a lot of stomach gas, I K N O W I T M E A N S A L O T O F S T O M A C H G A SSSSSS I've never felt better in my life I've never felt better in my life POLEAXE A! THE CLASSICAL! Stomach gas I've never felt better in my life I've never felt better in my life POLEAXE A! Millenium of conspiracy Play out Classical I've never felt better in my life Better in my life.... . . . . . . . . . |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
Keep reading me the Book of Lies
Keep reading me the Book of Lies And you keep giving me And you keep reading me The Book of Lies The Book of Lies You keep telling me the Book of Lies Book of Lies I don't like what I'm doing to you You don't like what you're doing to me Don't make me cry The Book of Lies The Book of Lies You don't listen to anything I say Or do anything you promised to do So why should I? The Book of Lies You don't listen to anything I say Or do anything you promised to say Listen to Subject to The Book of Lies You keep reading me The Book of Lies |
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from The Fall - The Light User Syndrome (2008)
In year one-nine-nine-six-o-one (the last numeral was upside down), Johnny Drummer came to the outskirts of town.
People came out and shouted at him. Some people came out and shouted at him, "Say, show us your sticks." Then they went back to their computer tricks. He'd hit a town with no life, to begin, where they forgot the facts. Two sticks make up a cross. Why is it always this way? Why do they always have to say, "Hey, Johnny, get out of the way." He looked in the mirror and said, "I am not him." He stood outside a bar and raised the nerve to go in. The window hosted at least 45 men. Wondered which one was waiting for him. And the boy at the machine meant him no harm, but to him the boy was staring again at him. The rhythm over in his head again. Men, boys and girls! Don't ever follow the path of being hard and tough when your heart is soft. |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
-A 500 dollar bottle of wine (x2)
-A 500 dollar bottle of wine -That's all we get for being with him all the time I give them a 500 bottle of wine That's all they get most of the time -A 500 dollar bottle of wine (x2) Two days in the desert What did they get For all of the tears and the grind A 500 dollar bottle of wine -We've been through desert -And blew on our shirts (and Brix' torn our last shirts?) -And all the lightning and life -We said so much to (just a) crazy and white (whine?) -A half filled (no) bottle of wine -A 500 dollar bottle of wine -That's all I get man most of the time. We been through the desert Went through their last shirts And all the lightning and crime A half-filled bottle of wine. -They're all fat gits and they get on our tits -They're all fat gits and they get on our tits That's all you get most of the time For all the life in crime The 500 bottle of wine -Drive (been) through the desert (drive for) in 36 hours -But when we get the ending we took -The 500 dollar (bottle) of wine -A 500 dollar bottle of wine And I feel real guilty The babies are squealing Starving and pleading all the time A 500 dollar bottle of wine -A 500 dollar bottle of wine (x5) -You think it's gonna get on my tits (x2) They all bitch They just whinge And drink my last bottle of wine I feel real guilty I been through my last shirt And I get guilty all the time -Yeah -C'mon -500 dollars Get down the fucking liquor store boy. |
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from The Fall - Perverted By Language (1983)
A serious man
In need of a definitive job He had drunk too much Mandrake anthrax Pro-rae, pro-rae Oloron Tormented tots With Burton weeping His idiot contacts Pro-rae, pro-rae Put your claim into Tempo House Go round there to Tempo House Go round and have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House Roll the chubby round jowls Roll the chubby round jowls And Burton's weeping His chairs are weeping God damn the pedantic Welsh Pro-rae, pro-rae Put your claim into Tempo House Go round there to Tempo House Go there and have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House I'd sing "Solitaire" for the B.E.F. But who wants to be with them, anyway? Snow on Easter Sunday Jesus Christ in reverse I tell ya, the Dutch are weeping In four languages at least Oloron Pro-rae And Burton is weeping Put your claim into Tempo House Put your claim into Tempo House Go round and have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House Illness, pollution, should be encouraged and let loose Then maybe some would have a genuine grouse Spring right out of the fetters Right away from 63 Market Place Tempo House address Pro-rae, pro-rae Oloron Winston Churchill had a speech imp-p-p-pediment And look what he did He razed half of London And the Dutch are weeping Lusted after French paintings Pro-rae, pro-rae Put your claim into Tempo House Go round there and have a grouse Go round, have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House Pro-rae |
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from The Fall - Perverted By Language (1983)
A serious man
In need of a definitive job He had drunk too much Mandrake anthrax Pro-rae, pro-rae Oloron Tormented tots With Burton weeping His idiot contacts Pro-rae, pro-rae Put your claim into Tempo House Go round there to Tempo House Go round and have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House Roll the chubby round jowls Roll the chubby round jowls And Burton's weeping His chairs are weeping God damn the pedantic Welsh Pro-rae, pro-rae Put your claim into Tempo House Go round there to Tempo House Go there and have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House I'd sing "Solitaire" for the B.E.F. But who wants to be with them, anyway? Snow on Easter Sunday Jesus Christ in reverse I tell ya, the Dutch are weeping In four languages at least Oloron Pro-rae And Burton is weeping Put your claim into Tempo House Put your claim into Tempo House Go round and have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House Illness, pollution, should be encouraged and let loose Then maybe some would have a genuine grouse Spring right out of the fetters Right away from 63 Market Place Tempo House address Pro-rae, pro-rae Oloron Winston Churchill had a speech imp-p-p-pediment And look what he did He razed half of London And the Dutch are weeping Lusted after French paintings Pro-rae, pro-rae Put your claim into Tempo House Go round there and have a grouse Go round, have a grouse Put your claim into Tempo House Pro-rae |
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from The Fall - The War Against Intelligence - The Fontana Years (2000)
I hear you Telephone Thing listening in
I hear you Telephone Thing listening in How dare you assume I want to parlez-vous with you? Sorry to be so short with you But I'm tapped But I'm tapped I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I hear you Telephone Thing listening in The use of (..) and your smug advertisements of your tendril ocean bed achievements does not justify your abuse of privacy piracy act I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I feel you Telephone Thing listening in How dare you assume I want to parlez-vous with you? You Gretchen Franklin nosey matron thing I hear you Telephone Thing listening in Sense you I hear you Telephone Thing listening in How dare you assume I want to parlez-vous with you? You Gretchen Franklin nosey matron type Does the Home Secretary have the barest faintest inkling of what's going down? I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I hear you Telephone Thing listening in The use of (..) and your amug advertisements Of your tendril ocean bed achievements does not justify your abuse of privacy piracy act I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I do you Telephone Thing listening in How dare you assume I want to parlez-vous with you You Gretchen Franklin thing I hear you Telephone Thing listening in Sense you I hear you Telephone Thing listening in Sense you I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I hear you Telephone Thing listening in How dare you assume I want to parlez-vous with you? I'm tapped I hear you Telephone Thing listening in I HEAR YOU TELEPHONE THING |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
JP: Craig, you've been to see Manchester City. How was it?
CS. Er, grim. JP: Grim? Really? Well once again, you see, because people always assume that I've got loads of technology available to me here and lots of people rushing about giving me bits of paper like they do on television. In fact I'm Just watching the television so erm... CS: (...) JP: Oh right yeah. Okay go on, tell us all about it CS: Well I mean the first half we were all over them. It's a typical City game, y'know. Ye were like totally outplayed, and they're rubbish anyway, West Ham, it's got to be said. (.. .) but erm no we were all over them in the first half and I don't know what he puts in the tea in the second half but erm we were like kinda zombies when we came back on. There weren't any good players apart from er Rocastle which I thought was <cut> JR: (...) that one little thing where he sort of... ...... CS: Yeah we do we play lots of football, loads of passing, they play too much football, they're just kind of er. . . everyone's like looking for a passing opportunity rather than like a scoring opportunity. JP: Not going to go down though, are they, Craig? CS: Er.. .I don't know. Everyone else in er. .. everyone else thinks we're gonna go down but they've just like suddenly come out of closets, y'know, they've like discovered their grandfather was a United fanfar. JP: Right CS: ...some years back It's like the whole of Manchester at the moment anyway JP: I was told you see, I was always told er the conventional wisdom was that .... <cut> that isn't the case any more. CS: Well the true Mancunian is the Man City fan, I find. JR: (laughs) CS: I mean they're all reds really aren't they and er. . . <cut> What upsets you really is that the training that you must have in discussion at your own level regarding the existence of god is far greater than everybody that's ringing in tonight. |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
You must retreat into mysticism
to find an origination. Locate the base enclave, Surmount all obstacles. Heinz is guilty, He says "Look, I let the shot go by accident. I'm a black belt." His face is full of ex ex ex ex-cruelty. Guilt. Blue-eyed. A caring sharing man. Embarrass them into extinction. Must he retreat into mysticism, Or locate the base and climb? Surmount all obstacles. Progress. It must have taken (...) Hours and hours, that What an interesting article Das Judy und das Judy Are the cobwebs on your kitchen cuticles Heinz is guilty on the borders of your imagination. |
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from The Fall - Middle Class Revolt (2008)
You must retreat into mysticism
to find an origination. Locate the base enclave, Surmount all obstacles. Heinz is guilty, He says "Look, I let the shot go by accident. I'm a black belt." His face is full of ex ex ex ex-cruelty. Guilt. Blue-eyed. A caring sharing man. Embarrass them into extinction. Must he retreat into mysticism, Or locate the base and climb? Surmount all obstacles. Progress. It must have taken (...) Hours and hours, that What an interesting article Das Judy und das Judy Are the cobwebs on your kitchen cuticles Heinz is guilty on the borders of your imagination. |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
I used to believe everything I read (x3)
But that's all changed and now I'm stepping out That's all changed and now I'm Stepping out (x3) I used to stay in the house and never go out But now I'm stepping out, stepping out I used to stay in the house and never go out But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out I used to stay on my feet all 24 hours But now I'm stepping out, stepping out The light'd be on 24 hours But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out So people get ready, strip down your houses Cause I'm stepping out, stepping out So people get ready, strip down your houses Cause I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out I used to believe everything I read (x3) But that's all changed 'cause now I'm stepping out That's all changed cause now I'm stepping out (x3) Stepping out (x4) |
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from The Fall - Live At The Witch Trials [Expanded Edition] [live] (2008)
I used to believe everything I read (x3)
But that's all changed and now I'm stepping out That's all changed and now I'm Stepping out (x3) I used to stay in the house and never go out But now I'm stepping out, stepping out I used to stay in the house and never go out But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out I used to stay on my feet all 24 hours But now I'm stepping out, stepping out The light'd be on 24 hours But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out So people get ready, strip down your houses Cause I'm stepping out, stepping out So people get ready, strip down your houses Cause I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out I used to believe everything I read (x3) But that's all changed 'cause now I'm stepping out That's all changed cause now I'm stepping out (x3) Stepping out (x4) |
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from The Fall - The Wonderful And Frightening World Of... (2002)
It was a thing with a head like a spud ball
It was a song, the song we were looking for I always have to state to myself It has nothing to do with me He has nothing He is not me (His vendetta parchment) Floating grey abundance Against my palace of conscience (Our hero deeply loved Moonlit walked past privet and wide-leaved foliage) I'll tell you of the rats in this world Fawning in place with The Face Men coming between each other For the sake of a two-minute urge (It is headless) Worth $5 in London And cursed anon. Our hero, still deeply loved Moonlit walks past privet and wide leaved It was no more a net of mesh It was class He did not blink a lid He braced his self-imposed gorgeous adult net And breeze And it was class And no no-man's land Ever had this? Their follies are strong liberation |
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from The Fall - The Light User Syndrome (2008)
When I was a young man, yeah, I really knew it all
When I was young, why I just, yeah, really knew it all So if you'll listen to an old dog bark You might see that hole before you fall I'm gonna lay something on you, then I'm gonna move on out Gonna lay something on you, moving on out You can take it or leave it, I know what I'm talking about I've damn felt the pain I'm beaten down by the pouring rain But it hard to get off the old white train Yeah, the old white train costs a lot to ride Your heart, your soul and even your pride Damn sure forever, it'll freeze your brain Yeah, take a little advice, stay away from the old white train Cocaine I've felt the pain I'm beaten down by the pouring rain But it hard to get off the old white train Yeah, the old white train costs a lot to ride Your heart, your soul and even your pride Damn sure forever, it'll freeze your brain So take a little advice, stay away from the old white train Take a little advice, stay away from the old white train Cocaine |
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from The Fall - This Nation's Saving Grace (1985)
Past trees the fairies are flyin
Past trees with rose bushes in The child was spoilt Victorian The child was spoilt Victorian Spoilt Victorian Child Sugar and cakes appear mean Sitting at the table Tigers pop-up from books Spoilt Victorian Child Let's take it ten years on You're looking back from then Under rough grey blankets Thread loose stained grey blanket Spoilt Victorian Child C.L.O. - Pedia E.N.C.Y.C.L.O. - Pedia Musical chairs rouge cheeks he remembers Thru' the aqueduct of five years Spoilt Victorian Child shall avoid reflection The child was spoilt Victorian Spoilt Victorian Child Mirrors can't hid the toxic of disfigured Poxes Spoilt Victorian Child Past trees the fairies are flyin Past trees with rose bushes in The butterfly shrugs to fly in Sugar and iced cakes appear mean The child was spoilt Victorian The child was spoilt Victorian Spoilt Victorian Child C.L.O. - Pedia And you know that servants keep their order knowledge And as you walk in on the footsteps steed babe In the encrusted green unwild You know you are a spoilt Victorian child |
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from The Fall - The Light User Syndrome (2008)
May the sideshow begin
Spinetrak Young lad from Escom Is a schizophrenic He also thinks he's a man His other half is his side-kick. The man from Escom Is a schizophrene Other half is called Chick, his sidekick You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak Spinetrak Spine clicked and came out of it's box May the sideshow begin One: endless pursuit of women And desire to impress them You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak (On news programmes) You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak On news programs Spinetrak And application pages for womens' jobs Who's other side too Looked rather big Sideshow begin You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak You are my spinetrak, my spinetrak, my spinetrak |
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