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Introduction
01:52
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2. |
Mushroom
03:59
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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
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3. |
Do For Diamonds
03:57
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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
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4. |
Space Dream #1
04:39
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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
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5. |
Naive
04:15
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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
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6. |
K.E.O.
03:58
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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
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7. |
The Fruit That You Knew
04:54
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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?
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8. |
Space Dream #2
03:26
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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
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9. |
Ballroom Killer
02:47
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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...
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10. |
Cry Wolf
03:41
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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
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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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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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