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First Sign Of A Pulse
03:19
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Oh my darling
I know you need no goading
Although
It must be a symptom of
Subtle self-loathing
The way you play your cards
At any given chance
The way you thrust your hips
But could never really dance
Oh my darling
I know you need no goading
Cos without much prior warning
Down South you're soon exploding
I say the cliche's true
So then tell me "True or False"
Your attention pricks up quick
At the first sign of a pulse
Oh my darling
I know you need no telling
But the evidence against you
Is frankly quite compelling
And though some of us can see it
Those who count cannot
And I guess I wouldn't write this
If there wasn't such a plot
Oh....your pulse is cold
But never really misses a beat
You'll never really find a way to stay clean
You'll never really leave behind the obscene
You'll never really find a way to....
Stay clean
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You caught my eye
When I was shopping for something
that I couldn't recall
It must have been something
Maybe nothing at all
But then I saw you
And I know that you saw me
'Cos our eyes, they met
And we knew each other's faces
We could not forget
But now....
I couldn't make the move like I'd always planned
To take you from mundanity, take you by the hand
And take your mind away from the frozen food
And find out if there's something you wish to prove
Oh no...
I walked away
For the hundredth time, the thousandth time
I lost my nerve
The hairs stood on my neck
When I was being served
I don't know why
But then you looked me in the eye
For the final time
But surely it's an accident
It's not by design?
I don't know why
I couldn't make the move like I'd always planned
To take you from mundanity, take you by the hand
And take your mind away from the frozen food
And find out if there's something you wish to prove
Bring my mind back to the ground
Stop my blessed head from floating around
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3. |
Gone To The Dogs
02:22
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Dragged out longer than is
Humanly impossible
Dragged out slower than is
Humanly implausible
It's simply inhumane
It's virtually insane
It IS that inhumane
That it borders on insane
The only thing
You ever did
Was drain me of
The will to live
Yes
You know
You've gone to the dogs
In the winter I sat
In a cafe with a book
And within a few months
My whole world, it shook
You appeared at dawn
And disappeared by noon
And, yes, it IS such a travesty
That you left so soon
Some things get dragged out
Some things get still born
Some people get drained
And others' hearts, they get torn
Yes
You know
You've gone to the dogs
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4. |
Pornstar
03:52
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Won't you slap on your face
Straighten your hair
Won't you at least pretend
To notice or care
Like a pornstar out for last payday.....
They didn't run out of things
To talk about
Instead they ran out of ways
To fuck about
Like two pornstars on last payday.....
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Liquorice River London, UK
Liquorice River take you on an aural journey fuelled by bitter nostalgia and sardonic sentimentality, stopping off along the way at junctions of 60's psychedelia, glam, dub, folk, indiepop, krautrock and interludes of both a cinematic and electronic nature. Witty poems of longing and lust narrate a sonic film about life itself. ... more
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