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diversity of hacking at the feet of statue body builders drinking cups of tea time by the river of a dreamscape from a prison ‘cross the common where they eat the distant strangers to a tune of bouncing chords that hold your trousers up and down and up and down and up and down and down to the bar for a glass of gin with whisky and sheep’s blood pours from your nose as he runs off with the book of song for the dearth of words to take the loss of it with drinks for the few questioning the difference quisling in a bed of nails of steel ballet shoes of clay in the ground circuits round a cat on a stick to the man with a hole for a nose for a bargain hunting with the red and the hounds are hounding and pounding and floundering down through the mud in a ditch that goes to help me up I’ve drunk too much noise from the speakers of the houses in a row down the terrace in the garden of even if you have had a drink with the few
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Can we go in yet? We just want to see the show Insects fill the hallway They’re beetles and they’re crickets We’ve heard it’s quite a good one, And we’d really like to know Are there dancing bears and lions, Or are they just food for later? Will they eat their trainers, Or are they just after us? Can we go in yet? We’ve given you our money [Meanwhile At The Moneylenders’] [whispered:] The end is near. The end is coming. In you go my friends Soon the show begins They came to take your money Now we come to take your soul
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Song 15:30
Look at the man, as he walks round the courtyard, Witness the way that he walks: This walk is the walk of a man who is counting the days ‘til he dies all alone; A man who has nothing, to live for or die for, and tonight he will be on his own [chorus:] The world keeps on changing as we walk around your place And I came out there for you, but you kicked me right off the edge But later I saw you, and tears were all over your face And I kept them from hurting, but that doesn’t mean that, I want you to stay right here within this house of mine. And would you not help him, in his quest of desire, To seek the one thing that he loves? You could just be there for a man who has nothing, to keep him from falling apart But whenever you leave him, the winter draws colder; the forecast is looking so dark [chorus] The man he sees nothing, but smoke and confusion, the way that her hair used to be. And you should not try to, to take him up with you, where nothing he wants can be found. You think you can tempt him, but all he can see is, the way to get back to his life. I have to accept him, and let him find something, that stops him from looking around. I cannot control him, but he will walk with me, perhaps I can cure him of strife. [chorus]
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[indecipherable mumbling] … what did you expect when you named it after a tree? [screaming] The strangers stand watching as a fight starts to go Alan wants his marmalade but Fred tells him no You tell him to turn it off but he screams and he locks you out And you think that you’ve heard good things but was just that the girl upstairs? Your favourite band are singing songs that you don’t know And Jonathan screams as he falls down the hole [Chorus:] We have to find a better way (better way, better way, better way) We have to find a better way (better way, better way, better way) We have to find a better way (better way, better way, better way) We have to, we have to, we have to, we have to And he may’ve written no but the answer was yes If he told you that he loved you it would just make a mess They say that we should tell the truth, but you’re struggling to see They want us all to serve the country, “but do they really need me?” Everybody tries too hard to be polite You gotta get down from your high-up sting And you don’t want any when he comes round with cake But how will you feel when you drown in the lake? [Chorus x2] We will disembowel you slowly o’er an open fire You’re kicking and you’re screaming as we shave your vapid hair And a splendid time may be guaranteed But how about the feeling as you scream and you bleed? You’ve got nothing more to give but still they threaten and rob you blind The man holds out a form and takes your silver for his soul And you see all that money coming round on the train You just stand there screaming as it’s starting to rain The optimist says that it’s gonna get worse And the pessimist tells you it can only get better You’re trying hard to get away but you can’t escape the scene But what did you expect when you named it after a tree? [Chorus x3] [fade out]
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Party Song 04:17
Welcome to the party Welcome Welcome to the party Welcome Welcome to our home Come in to the party It’s gonna be so great Everyone will be dancing hard Everyone will be singing so loud We want you We need you Our god devours your souls Try to run Try to escape your fate Try to get away [indecipherable] Hello My friends We’ll help you to escape from your destiny Oh no You cannot hide from him It’s too late He takes you to hell Party is over Time to go home Get out of our house We don’t want you here Go to bed We don’t need you Anymore No longer required Goodbye
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My friends This is the end of the line There is no more we go no further We’re stopping soon We’ll stop the train You can get off now Get off get off We are approaching the end of the tracks Drawing to a close The end of the road There is no more to see and hear The end is near The end is coming The bus stops to let you down Get off get off get off get off Get off get off get off get off So ends our perfect day So ends our time together The end is near The end is coming They leave The people in their masses All of them departing Leaving only us Me and you together In this broken train Holding on We go over the edge We’ve reached the end of the line The end of our little rhyme The ends of our lives The ends of our fun times
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released August 19, 2014

All music and lyrics written by Dan Whitley
Programmed, performed, recorded, produced by Dan Whitley
Cover art:
photograph by Jon Wright - www.facebook.com/WrightTurnWoodturning/
manipulated by Dan Whitley

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