1. |
Fish
02:56
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There’s so many things that I’ve forgot
How to cast a line and tie a knot
Feeling pretty useless as it stands
Now it’s gone it’s sunk it’s like a rock
Sunken to the bottom with the sand
Now I understand
That I can’t fish
Can’t reel it in
Can’t cast a line out
Furtherer from the land
And I won’t learn
You’re taciturn
Talk it through
It won’t be that bad
Now the supermarket’s teasing me
And I think that I have failed
I’m buying shit that I don’t need
Just because it is on sale
I’m weighing up my options
But with every choice you make
It just doesn’t make a difference in an economy of scale
That I can’t fish
Can’t reel it in
Can’t cast a line out
Furtherer from the land
And I won’t learn
You’re taciturn
Talk it through
It won’t be that bad
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2. |
Milk
04:23
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Give me, give me
That sweet efficiency
You know it’s not as good
But it’s alright
Give me, give me
That sweet efficiency
You know it’s not as good
But it’s just fine
We’ve lost, we’ve lost
Slow grind
Low Cost
High yield
Projected further afield
You can’t escape
Or make it abate
It’s far too late
It’s going on serial
You can’t escape
Or make it abate
It’s the same every day
It’s going on cereal
Your choices don’t make a difference
Coles is resistance resistant
It’s too efficient
You’re just a margin of error growing increasingly thinner
Coles is onto a winner
I guess I’ll just buy some REV instead
The everyday low price is nice
But there’s a cost that is only implied
I guess I’ll be paying it til I die
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3. |
Hydraulic Press
03:34
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Oh please, let me rest
Put me in a hydraulic press and then press
I think I’m out of time
Oh please, I confess
Living’s only second best
I’m a mess, but only half the time
Oh please, I can’t see the fire for the trees
It’s me
Some of us are waiting in the lees
Some things just don’t get better
So put me in an industrial shredder and shred
I think I’m outta time
Chaos, emptiness, entropy put to the test
Would you guess, I pass it half the time
And when I get the feeling that I can’t keep up
Everything is awful and there’s no escape
I just dream of newtons and pounds per square inch
Smash into my face
Emptiness compressed
Nothingness compressed
Everything else
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4. |
All Yours
05:22
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If I’m the last to know don’t tell me
I don’t even want to hear it out loud
I think that we’re just marking time
If there’s a spark that glows
Put a shadow on the wall until you can’t put it out
I think that we’re just on the line
Of course
One day all of this, it will be yours
Unless we pull the ladder up of course
One day all this will belong to you
Until you go and pull your one up too
If we’re the last ones out
Don’t tell me I don’t even want to hear it said out loud
If there’s a darkened cloud
Please don’t tell me I don’t even want to see it setting now
Burn the house
And salt the lawn
One day all this, it will be yours
There’s northing left
Par for the course
One day all this, it will be yours
Burn the house
And salt the lawn
One day all this, it will be yours
There’s nothing left
It’s horrible
One day all this, it will be yours
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5. |
Dudes At Night
03:30
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Boys on film, boys with mates
It’s a different face, a different face
Intentions getting harder to trace
It’s getting kinda late
What the fuck are you looking at, mate?
I don’t know the half
I don’t know a fraction
I just know what I’m told
It’s the air that you breathe
It’s the things you receive
You don’t even have to pay attention
They say it’s yours, it’s yours, it’s your of course
Take what you want
It’s a matter of manliness
Can’t always get what you want
But sometimes if you try
Applaud, applaud, applaud, you bores
You like what it tells you
You can get whatever you like
You can’t always get what you want
But they tell you you might as well try
What a load of shit
Is it paranoia, or reasonable caution
To seek to avoid groups of dudes at night
I reckon they might leave you alone
But I reckon that it’s a maybe, a might
And that’s not good enough, not good enough
It’s not nearly fucking alright
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6. |
Sleep It Off
04:07
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Don’t want to wake up
Life’s too long, I’ve had enough
Overflowing cup
Got too much, still not enough
But then I go to bed and reassess in the morn’
Don’t want to live in a world where I could ever be wrong
Had it before, but we’re here and now it’s gone
And I can see it coming backwards, crowding out my mind
And it doesn’t bother me, because it happens all the time so I say
Maybe that’s alright yeah honey maybe it’s just fine
Maybe wanting nothing’s normal, it's a part of getting by
Don’t know where I heard, but things are bad and getting worse
But it tracks with what I’ve learned, from living in the universe
And yeah, sure, I know about the law of diminishing returns
But I’ll do it again, and I’ll do it again, I’ll do it again though it hurts
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7. |
Shreddy
04:16
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And yeah I know that somethings last long time
But other things they don’t and that is fine
And so it goes, the colours fade to white
But colour’s overrated half the time
And I don’t see the appeal
I don’t wanna be alone in a cosmic sense
But when I’m sitting round at home
Oh yeah the peace there that I feel
Oh yeah it wavers but it’s real
I just can’t concentrate
I just can’t help myself
Oh yeah maybe there’s a world
That I’m missing out on y
eah of course it had occurred to me
But I’m the one who’s fucking up
Wasting all my time
I’m doing fine, Im doing fine, I’m doing fine
But I don’t see the appeal
I don’t see the appeal
No I don’t see the appeal
And the heartache part
It is so fucking boring
It repeats now as farce
The joke starts in the morning and sticks around after dark
Might as well just call it
Nah I’m done, I’m done, I’m done, I’m done
But I’m coming round, I’m coming round
Maybe it’s not as bad as it sounds
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8. |
Pencil Me In
04:19
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Pencil me in
How long have we got til we’re all underwater or otherwise stuffed
I don’t think that there’s any way we get out of this alive
Pencil me in
How long have we got til we’ve burned up the atmosphere, ruined this rock
Things can always get worse
And I guess that a curse, or maybe a sign of the times
How am I supposed to make plans?
What’s the scale of time that we’re thinking it through?
Do we even decide?
But if you think there’s no end, well you know that a lie
We’ll be chewed up, spat out, ground into dirt before our time
but as long as I’m with you, I’ll be doing just fine
But if you think there’s no end, well you know that’s a lie
Pencil me in
How long have we got?
I heard everything’s broken
I heard everything’s stuffed
I heard everything’s gone to the dogs and we’re on the decline
‘cause I think there’s an end in itself, and it’s you
and you know that there’s nothing I’d rather do
every day I just wanna be there by your side
So if you pencil me in, then I’ll see what I can do
‘cause for you, yeah for you I’ve got nothing but time
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9. |
Still Spinning
11:24
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I see a rising order at hand
But my neck is under a heel
Hey, wait, stop
Let me off
Even keel
Can’t stop here
They’re trying to spin us out intro strands
By turning the idler wheel
We’re all just grist for the mill
We roll around until we all just turn to dust
We turn to dust
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