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Lo​-​Fi Disgrace

by Laurence and the Slab Boys

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1.
Introduction 01:52
2.
Mushroom 03:59
Burn all the books you’ve read We’ll burn the pages and then the shelves Big words mean nothing now We need the fire more than the fame I didn’t earn my heat like you I was not weaned on hate and glue But I feel I’ve fallen for you On this city on this dreadful night I fear we’re gonna die young We don’t need the money now We’ve got no use for the power it holds We don’t need the hunger now For paper, plastic, silver or gold We don’t need to call it romance Let’s just skip the mystery dance We can watch the mushroom clouds And shelter as the sky falls down
3.
You suck the last of death out of a cigarette And breathe life into the gaze of a girl you’ll soon forget You dress like Valentino for dinner with friends With every move you pose for an invisible lens But I would not do for diamonds What you have done for free You killed the last of love in this thing we had We did it just to show it was some passing fad You killed it in haste, like some lo-fi disgrace I swear, you’re not fooling anyone
4.
They'll throw me into that unknown darkness Plot my course like I'm not there Drive me like a ghost from this place Let the vacuum suck me down They'll hold me like a bird on a wire Unravelling me in their own time But I know I'll be coming home To you They'll drag me down and burn me up I'll drop to the earth and fall for you They'll tell me lies to suit their mission Tell me I fly close to heaven They'll build me up to be their space dream And pull me down when it's all done Don't be afraid if things go wrong Don't tell me of the deals they're making 'Cos they placed their faith in a rocket-ship Placed all their hope in this rocket-ship I know I'll be coming home To you They'll drag me down and burn me up I'll drop to the earth and fall for you I've seen in your eyes They've had all the hurt that they can take You've heard too many white lies And now your heart's too tired to break But when they drag me down and they burn me up When I drop to the earth I swear I'll fall for you
5.
Naive 04:15
You spend your time on a telephone line Selling nothing, going out of your mind For little money and little thanks Just to please some western banks But we don’t want their imperial power We want their Coca-Cola and their cars We don’t want their imperial power We want their TV and their movie-stars If they want to believe That we're just being naive They can close their eyes, close their eyes Over the hills and far away A master speaks and we obey We're just two three-letter kingdoms That he's buying and selling today We're just two dots on the dice he's rolling In the twisted game he'll play We're just two shrivelled souls spinning out of control They won't let us love and they won't let us leave We’re so sick to the heart that we can’t take part So we'll throw our bodies onto the gears and the levers Of this treacherous machine that chews up the believers Until this machine can swallow us no more If they want to believe That we're just being naive They can close their eyes We’re gonna close their eyes
6.
K.E.O. 03:58
If he had the clothes of heaven Would it make you believe that he was worth forgiving? When you look him in the eye how it seems You make dish-rags of his dreams This twisted show is playing with lives So look out how you throw those knives The crowd will laugh at your display Then get in their cars and they’ll drive away Girl, come take my hand We’ll draw a line in this quicksand We’ll count to five then we’ll nod out together We won’t say good-bye but we won’t swear forever ‘Cos honey, we’re killing each other Honey, we’re killing each other If all of the fight in his body was gone And he lay in his best on some cold stone You could live for the scenes that you long for Not the livid machine I wrote this song for He’s half in love with your blade in his side To deliver him from evil and save him from pride He’s not even scared of the end He’s only worried that he’ll hurt you again You could have been the talk of the town You’d be the high-wire queen who’s been cut down You could have been the talk of the town He’d be that daring young prince on the flying trapeze Who fell for a girl and crashed to his knees You could have been the talk of the town You should have been the talk of the town You’ve been battered and booed but you won’t be a clown So let’s you and him tear this circus to the ground Girl, come take my hand We’ll draw a line in this quicksand We’ll count to five then we’ll nod out together We won’t say good-bye but we won’t swear forever ‘Cos honey, we’re killing each other Honey, we’re killing each other
7.
I thought it was you when you came to the door Though you would have been older when I knew you before Did you drink wine with the philistines? Did you stand the first round and the last? Did you live in house, on a street in a town Whose deeds that you carried in secret around? Did you stand face to face with both luck and disgrace? Did you pick another runner, smiling? Sir, if the things that I mention are true And the man that I’m thinking of is indeed you Then you‘ll know of that fisherman on Saint Pierre Please tell him I tried hard to meet him there It’s hard to know what’s gone before us But was your life like a song with no chorus? Just four thankless verses and sentimental refrains And no rhyme or reason to words it contained Did you lift me so high that my nose bled? Did I thank you with a great bang on the head? When you put me back to the earth did I cry And beg to go back on your shoulders and fly? We look before then we look again But all that we want is what we had back when The saddest loss we were yet to find Were all of the things we’d still leave behind Did you give you’ve known for Maria? Did you trade your whole kingdom for a girl and two rooms? Did you watch her pick you daisies Then the fruit that you knew would be your doom? Did she grow to resent all the love that you gave? Did she throw at you lipsticks and phones? Did you stand your ground for as long as you could Only cursing her once her near the end? Did you realise with seconds to spare That you were right to love her for all of those years?
8.
I’ve seen the stars shine in your eyes And I’ve seen them through the bottom of a bottle I’ve watched the moon rise up, right under my feet I’ve watched it fade with all hope in the morning I’ve been the poster-boy for the new frontier I’ve been the fall-guy to those barfly jeers But I know that I’ll be coming home I know that I’ll be coming home To you I’ve been a floating leaf on the astral flux And a drifting mutation on a city bus Now we drink our fears as darkness falls And hide and our shame when the morning calls ‘Cos that star shine is an Indian sign Over this space dream in the dark I know that I’ll be coming home I know that I’ll be coming home To you I could have been some space dream If things had gone our way But you look at me like a stranger And I can see no star shine In your eyes I can see no star shine In your eyes
9.
I loved you once Then you broke my heart I waited for you at Bellgrove In a room with a view Of your razor boys And they can be so cutting I hear those cowards whisper As if I'm some ballroom killer... Get up and tell them that we were once lovers Tell them I was your man I’ve been thinking of you lately You’re never far somehow All those rooms we filled with flowers Lie empty now I might see you again When the money runs out I hear those cowardly whispers As if I'm some ballroom killer...
10.
Cry Wolf 03:41
Woman, I’ve been wandering In all the wrong circles Since I met you in that empty bar And we set the walls on fire Seems everything’s dying around us And we’re well behind enemy lines And they don’t hear the treason In the love songs that they write I’ve been crawling through hell Just to see you again And climbing back up Is much harder than falling down So please don’t send me away I know that I’ve cried wolf A hundred times ‘till now But that was before, my love So don’t turn out your light I know that you’ve been kind And I should not ask for more If you shelter me this one last time I’ll keep darkness from your door I’ve been crawling through hell Just to see you again And climbing back up Is much harder than falling down So please don’t send me away in the rain
11.
Brother, it feels like you've got Something on your mind Did you find some new religion On the end of that thin line? Were you thinking of jumping Or just watching the world unwind? Must have been thinking of something Say one thing, give me a sign Wake up! See the fear in my eyes Sometimes it seems we're sailing On a sea their hopes have made for us And some nights I've watching you drowning Under the weight of all they want for us I've seen your midnight terrors And I've walked with you through your nightmares Wake up! See the fear in my eyes Mothers, kiss your children now while they sleep

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released May 28, 2012

Words and Music by L. Reid. Recorded in Berlin in the Winter of 2011.

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Laurence and the Slab Boys Glasgow, UK

Laurence and the Slab Boys make noisy dream-pop with teeth.

Their sound is a lyric-driven sonic- tapestry of fuzz-guitar, dulcet feedback and contorted, echo-soaked vocal harmonies.

Originally from Glasgow, formed in Berlin, and now based in Manchester.
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