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Bite My Lip
03:40
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I’d better bite my lip
They fall through the floor
I thought I might just slip
I though I heard death call
(Repeat chorus)
I listen out for a bit of sense
What I hear before I sleep just makes me tense
Nonetheless they witter on
Wait one beat and then they’re gone
I’d better bite my lip
They fall through the floor
I thought I might just slip
I thought I heard death call
(Repeat chorus)
At first look clear
At next look sketched
Each edge fades into the west
It was my goal to leave the couch
I watched each frame then migrated south
I’d better bite my lip
They fall through the floor
I thought I might just slip
I thought I heard death call
(Repeat chorus)
It looks so close
And yet so far away
Hands are tingling
Lights are slipping in
To obscurity
I’d better bite my lip
They fall through the floor
I thought I might just slip
I thought I heard death call
(Repeat chorus)
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2. |
Family Ties
03:16
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I’ve heard all of your stories
They repeat themselves so tediously
If it takes thieves to be so petty
Then you stole my trust
You stole my trust
I’ve heard all of your stories
They repeat themselves so tediously
I’ve not got time to join the party
And play truth or dare
Play truth or dare
Here they come two by two
Here they come to spread the news
A little game of family ties
Spoken secrets, spoken lies
You thought I’d care
At mention of my name
I’ve heard all of your stories
They repeat themselves so tediously
If it takes thieves to be so petty
Then you stole my trust
You stole my trust
You stole my trust
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3. |
Chain Sores
03:26
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Can’t stop those chain sores now
Moving round in circles all the time
No plans for the weekend stretch
Didn’t want to see my friends like this
The lights shoot through
And my eyes lose sight
Feels like nausea
Migraine sickness
Can’t stop those chain sores now
Feels like dementia sometimes
When I can’t see simple things through
And the past won’t let me go
The lights shoot through
And my eyes lose sight
Feels like nausea
Migraine sickness
It’s the start of the summer when I don’t move a muscle
And I guess that I missed all the summer sun
I guess that I pale in comparison
When I only make for the autumn sun
Can’t stop those chain sores now
That’s vicious circles for you
When you can’t see simple things through
That’s vicious circles for you
Can’t stop those chain sores now
Moving round in circles all the time
No plan’s for the weekend stretch
Didn’t want to see my friends like this
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4. |
Harp On
04:25
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Don’t harp on
It’s all behind you
(All behind you)
Let it go
Don’t let it hold you
(Let it hold you)
Ignore those times
That stand to haunt you
(Stand to haunt you)
Don’t dig that hole
It always reminds you
(Always reminds you)
Don’t look back
Over your shoulder
(Over your shoulder)
Don’t look back
Over your shoulder
(Over your shoulder)
Don’t look back
Or you’ll get colder
(Keep getting colder)
Don’t look back
Or you’ll get colder
(Keep getting colder)
…Now
Don’t harp on
Don’t harp on now
Etc
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5. |
For The Quiffs
03:25
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Monday
I’m told my homework then I go to the library
Visit my mother and work on my poetry
In fine old English verse
Colloquialisms are a curse
Evenings
I work a bar job on the town center’s high street
You wouldn’t believe all the deep artists that I meet
This is for the quiffs
The Volvo revolution
That drives on through
Quiet suburban roads
Safe and sound
Headed out of town
At a steady pace
This week
I earned my stripes and put some weed into my pocket
I stop and stare and strike a pose that’s so narcotic
(Neurotic)
The smoke expands my soul
I hope I die before I go bald
Term ends
I catch a plane and I take a foreign holiday
Each day I catch the bus and see some foreign history
This is for the quiffs
The Volvo revolution
That drives on through
Quiet suburban roads
Safe and sound
Headed out of town
At a steady pace
I’m at the forefront of a youth revolt our time is coming soon
I’ll have a coffee in the common room and read the papers too
I’m at the forefront of a youth revolt our time is coming soon
I’ll have a coffee in the common room and read the papers too
For the quiffs
The Volvo revolution
That drives on safe and sound
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6. |
Curtis
03:27
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7. |
Soul Gumshoe
04:24
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Its spy verses spy all the time
When I wonder inside of my mind
Why I stand at the side of the room
And my body it feels like a tomb
It’s hard to be all sincere
When my legs look foreign from here
And now that I’m down in this hole
I am trying to find my soul
Its spy verses spy all the time
When I wonder inside of my mind
Why I stand at the side of the room
And my body it feels like a tomb
I’ll find you
I’m the soul gumshoe
I’ll find you
I’m the soul gumshoe
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8. |
Machine
03:46
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Tease
Strip it away
Run out the reel
And soon we’ll be
Machine
Feet
Got set in cement
Statue personal views
We’ll lose it all
Machine
Time
Has lost its clock
We won’t know where
Maybe it stopped
Machine
Now
We can’t exist
Or even think
Therefore we are
Machine
I am part
You are part of it
Machine
I am part
You are part of it
Machine
(x4)
Then
I don’t know how
You bring me round
To human form
Machine
Then
I don’t know how
You bring me round
To human form
Machine
I am part
You are part of it
Machine
(x4)
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9. |
Hope Dear
03:11
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Hope dear
I’m pushing you away
With my plain indecision
I can’t say
What you wanted to hear
And I have no explanation
I’ll try to change
Yes I’ll try to make amends
But it’s easy to see
That you’re fed up to the teeth
Hope dear I’m telling you
I just don’t know who I am anymore
With these delusions strong
With kidding myself on
This apprehension that is me
Hope dear please be there
Don’t tell me you’ll be gone
Hope dear
Tell me where do I stand
I’ve lost all sense of direction
Each way I look
There’s something breaking down
And it’s trapping my attention
I’ll try to explain
Exactly how I feel
But it’s easy to see
That you’ll think it’s make believe
Hope dear I’m telling you
I just don’t know who I am anymore
With these delusions strong
With kidding myself on
This apprehension that is me
Hope dear please be there
Don’t tell me you’ll be gone
Is it strange to think about being together again?
Do you think that one day we could be again?
Together again
Hope dear
Oh Hope dear
Oh Hope dear
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10. |
A Faithful Wind
03:20
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A faithful wind blows round indefinitely
Regardless of the spring or fall
But It can’t change my world
And smiles will come unstuck
Oh won’t the wind just blow it all away
A faithful wind is blowing constantly
Each door that’s shut or voice that calls
But trees rock back and forth
And kites are rarely caught
Oh won’t the wind just turn and change its way
A faithful wind blows up incessantly
Each wave that cuts or flame that burns
But gas thins out and spreads
And oxygen’s dispersed
Oh won’t the wind just come and carry me
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11. |
Stitch Me Up
09:24
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Call my bluff
Find me out
There’s nothing I can hide
It will show in time
You seem smart
That’s just my luck
If I tore apart
Would you stitch me up?
If I tore apart
Would you stitch me up?
It’s always something
The past churns out
That same old something
Which spawns the need
To build a time machine
Look at my eyes
I’ll look left or right
There’s nothing I can hide
It will show in time
I’ve got my chance
You are my luck
If I fell right down
Would you stick me up?
If I fell right down
Would you stick me up?
It’s always something
The Past churns out
That same old something
Which spawns the need
To build a time machine
You look smart
That’s just my luck
If I tore apart
Would you stitch me up?
If I tore apart
Would you stitch me up?
If I tore apart
Would you stitch me up?
If I tore apart
Would you stitch me up?
(Lord don’t leave me now)
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jamie says... London, UK
jamie says... was the solo project of Kyle Hill. He released two albums (Autumn Sun & Blue Genes) and the 7" singles Machine & Down To The Debauchuary.
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