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Dead Teddies on a Stick
04:10
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DEAD TEDDIES ON A STICK
music Gary Hallenan, words Evan Richards & Glenn Burns
STRANGE CHERUBS SING ALONG
THEIR BANGIN UP A STORM
SWEET SNAKE WINE TILL THE NIGHT IS DONE
TATTOOED EYE AND TATTOOED HIDE
SWEET VIOLENCE KILL THE SKY
RAIN BEDLAM DOWN ON THEIR STYES
SHE RIDES SHE RIDES SHE RIDES
WITH HER BLACK VIEL ON
CLOWN DOWN IN CLOWN TOWN
PAINTED SMILE
BLOODS RAININ DOWN
HOWLIN AT THE MOONS SICK GLOW
WE’RE FLEA RIDDEN
DON’T YOU KNOW
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2. |
Grate and Grind
04:01
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words & music Gary Hallenan
Here comes that girl again
With the psycho coloured dreams I live next door to her
And at night I hear her screams She talks to no-one
Cos her world’s inside her mind Some kinda visions in her head That grate and grind
Just have a look inside
Those vacant staring eyes
She looks at all around her Like they’re not alive
Drifting through her world
Of the living and the dead
But I suspect and endless well Of secrets inside her head
There goes that girl again
With the psycho coloured dreams I live next door to her
And at night I join her screams She talks to no-one
Cos her world’s inside her mind Some kinda visions in her head That grate and grind
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3. |
Ear
04:03
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words & music Glenn Burns
I TOOK THE DOPE OUT OF A DEAD MANS POCKET
BETTER IN MY BLOOD THAN SOME COPPERS GOT IT
NO MORE SOME PUPPET ON A STRING
FOR BODIES WHO CAN’T DANCE OR SING
TASTE WHAT YOU MISS
BUY THAT STING
FADE AWAY TO DULL NOTHING
BLAH BLAH BLAH SOUND LIKE A SERMON
ONCE YOU THE CAKE
NOW YOU THE VERMIN
DRESS SERIOUS, YOUR DAYS ARE DONE
YOU CAN’T GO SLOW YOU NEED TO RUN
HEAR ME SNEAKING ROUND BEHIND YOU
FEEL ME BREATHING DOWN YOUR NECK
SMELL LIKE AN ASH TRAY SMELL LIKE A ROSE
I LIKE TO TEASE WEAR SHINY CLOTHES
THIS SONG FELL OUT OF MY EAR
I MEAN TO BE MEAN I MEAN TO BE SMOOTH
DON’T LIKE TO WIN , I LIKE TO LOSE
CONFUSING PICTURES OF PRETTY THINGS
THE BONES OF LEADERS DECOMPOSING
WE ALL GET LUCKY SOMEDAY
I GUESS
THINK YOUR SAFE RIGHT BESIDE YOU
SMOKE AND MIRRORS GUNNA BLIND YOU
SUCK THE NEW RULE NEW WAY TO BIND YOU
MIGHT JUST EAT YOU
AND FORGET YOU
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4. |
Zen 007
02:57
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words & music Glenn Burns
A PIECE OF CAKE YOUR NIGHTMARE PAINTS A CROSS
A MIND ITS SO DEPRAVED IT CAN’T BE WASHED
WERE JUST PASSING THROUGH IN RANDOM GUSTS
SO CRACK THAT BOTTLE THERE’S MUCH TO DISCUSS
AND LETS DRINK IT DRY BEFORE WE TURN TO DUST
UGLY IS JUST SOME WORD FALLS OFF THE TOUNGE
TO DIPENSE IT’S MYTHS UPON THE LONLEY DOGS
THE KILL WALKS UP THE HILL THE BLOOD FLOWS DOWN
IT’S WORN AS ROUGE AND USED TO PAINT THE TOWN
LETS HAVE ONE MORE DANCE BEFORE WE TURN TO DUST
THE LAUGHING CORPSES THEIR THE ONE’S TO TRUST
LICK THEIR COLD COLD EYEBALLS IF YOU MUST
THEIR PRETTY TEARS HAVE ALL JUST GONE TO RUST
WE FROZE OUR’S ONCE BUT ONCE WAS NOT ENOUGH
GIVE ME ONE MORE KISS BEFORE I TURN TO DUST
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5. |
Kiss and Tell
02:56
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words & music Gary Hallenan
Kiss and tell
And thereby cast a spell
Maybe it is a curse or maybe
It is something that’s worse
Say your prayers
Way up into the great nowhere
Look for love from up above
There’s none down here without a tear There’s nothing down here without fear
But if the moon is bright
And the black cat’s purring light
Where the shadows bend and play
While the whispering wind
It chases all your spooks away
Plunge your hand into that lake
Fish for any treasures there to take
But remember that diamonds in the night Might glitter in lunar light
But the bear trap is well hidden from sight
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6. |
Iron Girder Woman
05:25
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words Evan Richards, Glenn Burns. music Glenn Burns
V1
When clouds are forming, dark boots are looming
I see steel columns, foundations shaking
Sparks and cinder, she lights the night sky
Wrought iron yeah, gonna carry me home
V2
She’s my baby, my metal lady
Iron girder on a Loch-heed Hudson
Freighting cargo, lost in Key Largo
Wrought iron yeah, gonna carry me home
With a hammer to guide me, excuse the blood stains
Grease stains and pipe lines, on the Austin skyline
Spirits are levelling, iron girder calling
Hook line and sinker, to Montreal
Chorus
She tower over, my four leaf clover, she tower over
V4
Iron girder, iron maiden,
Whole lot of woman, she rides the night train
Building platforms to light the night sky
Wrought iron yeah, she gonna carry me home
Chorus
She tower over, my four leaf clover, yeah she tower over
I’m still smiling from a chimney stack
La loco Corazon,
Tu puta madre cabron
Ensclavo amante
Palabra.
Babosa amante
Irhacia guerra
Bonita secreto
Palabra.
Poor one. ...
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7. |
Memphis
04:06
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words Glenn Burns , music Gary Hallenan
I SAW YOU IN THE MOONLIHT, STOLEN STARLIGHT
THEN YOU JUST SLIPPED AWAY
I TRIED TO DREAM YOU I TRIED TO STEAL YOU
BUT YOU JUST SLIPPED AWAY
I JUMPED SHIP SWAM OUT TO MEET YOU
BUT YOU JUST SLIPPED AWAY
I’S JUST ANOTHER DUMB SALIOR DROWNIG
IN THE SEA TODAY
I BE KISS YOUR TEARDROPS, TILL MY HEART STOPS
AND YOUR TEARS ALL FLOAT AWAY
TRIED TO TOUCH YOU TRIED TO FEEL YOU
LIKE A GHOST YOU FADE AWAY
I COULD KISS A ROCK A ROCK CAN KISS MY BONES
OUR KISS ALL JUST DECAY
AND I KNOW I WONT BE GOING BACK HOME TODAY
I HEARD YOU SINGING YOU SAW ME CRYING THEN
I JUST SLIPPED AWAY
I RUN BACK HOME FIND MY BABY SHE TOLD ME I WAS CRAZY
AND WE JUST SLEPT AWAY
I WOKE UP I WAS SINKING I HEARD NO SINGING
AND THE SUNLIGHT FADE AWAY
JUST ANOTHER DRUNK SALIOR
DYING LONLEY TODAY
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8. |
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words & music Glenn Burns
sweet maree
Do with me what you will
We sail from Bretagne into the light of the dawn
To find a new day with only 1 word for grey
There be no berth for spy’s they can polish me eye
kiss the virgins anchor bye bye
the rats are running I can hear them scurrying
They can kiss the sweet bones of my ass
belle black crow de Lorient,
My dreams reside beyond the old mare
We Chase the bottle till there is no songs left
Then we just go dance somewhere else
Kisses taste like honey here
they taste like chocolate somewhere, out there
A l’abordage
Jailed in a Persian water cell
With a skinhead and a camel
You aint the first and you aint the worst
We piss on your curse and scream encore
Lets find some wine and a soft boosum
And fuck to hell all reason
A fool of not enough years old I wed my only one
Her hand held both my heart and soul
But when we kissed her blood ran cold
I heard the sea a callin me
Wine women song and pillage
I stuck my knife in her icy eye
And left that shitty village
So we sail from Bretagne before the seraphim yawn
To greet a new day we find no words for grey
Best Kiss mary once for luck
Kiss her twice for a good fuck
a fine pistol in Saint Brieuc
a quick galette , a new tattoo,
kenavo
A l’abordage
One day we’ll piss into the wind
lets live these fucking songs we sing
dam those fucking rabbits
down we go
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9. |
Strange Attractors
02:59
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words Glenn Burns , music Gary Hallenan
JUST A SHADOW
DANCING IN SOMEONE ELSE’S SUIT
WAITING FOR THE MOON TO CRY
SOME I CAN BEAR FRUIT
JUST KILL THE SUN
THEN I’M NOT HERE
JUST KILL THE SUN
AND I CAN DISSAPEAR
JUST AN IDEA
THAT DON’T EXIST
JUST SOME CONCEPT
THAT’S EASY TO RESIST
JUST A SMALL BREATH
FLOATING IN THE AIR
JUST ONE SMALL SOFT BREATH
GOING NOWHERE
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10. |
Eyes Without a Face
04:41
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words & music Gary Hallenan
Daddy and the nurse went out today
To get a face for me so that I can be free From this, a prison house
Where I, a timid mouse
Must wear this plastic mask
Til I’ve a face at last
I’m eyes without a face
I watch the surgery peel off my face to be
I’ll be no longer dead just like my daddy said But in a week or two
My face starts rotting through
The smell of gangarene
The graft is off again
I’m eyes without a face
Another girl’s brought in to have her face removed
I cannot stand the screams I’ve gotta end this dream To death I stab the nurse
So as to end this curse
And I unleash the hounds
That tear my daddy to bits
I’m eyes without a face
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11. |
Creepy Cairo
03:22
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words Glenn Burns , music Gary Hallenan
THAT PICTURE FROM CAIRO ,SET THE CAT AMONGST THE PIGEONS
JUST WANT A LITTLE SOUVENIR, REMIND ME THAT I BEEN HERE
ON THE BANKS OF THE BIG FAT NILE
I’M LOOKIN AT ALL THE SATELITE DISHES
I’M LOOKING FOR MY CUSTOMS GENIE
GUNNA GRANT ME ALL MY WISHES
GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE BEFORE I EVEN BEEN HERE
FORGET ABOUT ALL THAT HAIRY SWEAT
AND ALL THE MEN OFFERING ME A CIGARETTE
I’M SO SICK OF BEING WET, I HAVEN’T LEARNED TO STAND UP YET
OH WOOPS THERE GOES MY PLANE
IN A BIZZARE I LOST MY BRAIN
DRINKING TEA WITH MOHAMMAD ALLI’S FAMILY
FOR SOME CHEAP PICTURE FROM CAIRO
ABUSED AND USED I STAND CONFUSED
IN THE MIDDLE OF SOME DIRTY STREET
WHERE I WALK WITH 12 LEFT FEET
BUT I STILL CAN’T FIND NO BEAT
TRY TO BE NICE BUT I’M FULL OF SPITE
TRY TO BE SPITE GET SPIT IN MY EYE
TRY TO BE WHY JUST SAY BYE BYE
BUT EVERYWHERE HAS THE SAME SKY
LOOK AT THE PICTURE THE PICTURE’S CLEAR
THINGS ARE GETTING WEIRD HERE
I’M HAUNTED BY SOME ANCIENT ITCH
THAT’S STILL TRYING TO STITCH ME UP
HEY I CAN FUCK I CAN FUCK UP
FOR SOME CHEAP PICTURE FROM CAIRO
NOW I GOT HASSLED I GOT BEAT
OVER EVERY STREET I EVER MEET
I SAID I AINT NEVER BEEN THERE
AND IF I DID I DON’T REMEMBER
I FALL DOWN SOMEONE PICKS ME UP
I FALL DOWN PUT ME IN A POLICE TRUCK
I FALL DOWN SOMEONE KISS ME
I FALL DOWN HEY FALL WITH ME
AND IF I EVER STAND BACK UP
I PROBABLY SAY WELL WHAT THE FUCK
I NEVER FELL HERE ITS YOUR IMAGINATION DEAR
AND YOU COULD SAY YOUR FULL OF SHIT
YOUR PICTURE PROVES IT
SAY HERE YOU FUCK
HERE’S YOUR SHOW
YOUR CHEAP FUCKING PICTURE FROM CAIRO
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12. |
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words Glenn Burns, music Gary Hallenan
A FALLEN CRIPPLE , A FORKED TOUNGUE
I’M IN LOVE WITH EVERYONE YOU DONE
I’M INCASED IN YOUR FACE, IT’S A STRANGE PLACE
YOU DYED THE BED RED ,TOOK ME ON A CRUCIFYING RIDE
LET ME INSIDE
KILL THE LIGHT
DON’T LEAVE ME BEHIND TONIGHT
AND DON’T LEAVE MY BAD SIGHT
DON’T STAND UPRIGHT YOUR ROOMS SO TIGHT
YOU ALIGHT
GOODNIGHT, GOODNIGHT
KISS ME IN SPITE OF WHATS DONE’S DONE
I FALL OVER EVERWHERE YOU GONE
I BURN IN HELL UNDER YOUR SPELL
DARK EYES SCARE ME DON’T SPARE ME
PUT YOU IN THE BOX
LOCK IT UP TIGHT
TAKE MY HEART AS YOU PLEASE
I’M DROWNING IN ALL THE LIFE YOU BLEED
DON’T FLASH THAT KNIFE IT BURNS SO BRIGHT
PUT YOU IN THE GROUND DROWN TO THE SOUND
IN THE BOX LOCKED TIGHT
KISS THE STARS GOODNIGHT
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13. |
Swamp Bogan
03:27
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words Glenn Burns , music Gary Hallenan
les chiens sont saoûls, ils prennent un coup de vieux et pleurent souvent/ ils jouent à la balle, et ils sourient quand ils gagnent/ je verse une larme pour toi, et pour toi aussi / les putain d’égoïstes) meurent tous, et toi tu me manques
le monde est bien peu de chose sans ton souffle, et je voudrais être ailleurs/ je suis le cendrier de tes poumons percés et pourtant je vois toujours le soleil chéri /
le temps d'un instant, derrière tes beaux yeux bleus, je pourrais ravaler toutes les larmes versées / on ne s'est même pas dit au revoir, jusqu'à la prochaine fois mon coeur, tu me manques
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14. |
Jonny
02:52
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words & music Glenn Burns
No step you can take in this town
Without stepping on somebodies bones
I need some blood to let me breath
Can’t kiss nothing without kissin someone’s misery
Im ugly enough to know I’m pretty
Its shitty in here , gunna get more shitty
There’s 1 done 19 to go
When trouble knocks you know you know
Youre a fools
I tired to resist my resistance is meek
Temptations strong the flesh is weak
An acid kiss a raging storm
Greet the day my death is born
I know your poison your bittersweet
I know you got me between your teeth
I should be numb, not let you eat
But I like here beneath your feet
Now your husbands comin with his dogs and guns
Gunna stick a knife into my lungs
Drownin in a pool of blood and sweat
Darlin you were worth every gurgling breath
Baby you were a cool way to die
adieu mon couer
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Burn in Hell Melbourne, Australia
Burn in Hell
songs from the gutters of your mind and various other drains along the starway
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