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G.S.K.




As the sun sets, on the Glaxo Klein

Well It’s the only way that I can tell the time 


Bright neon bikes

On the hillside

Mosquito nets

They cover the buildings

On concrete island

I wave at the businessman

On concrete island 

Well I hope my dinner is warm

On concrete island 

I wave at the businessman

On concrete island

Well I’ve been here far too long


Well I’m speeding along, speeding along 

I go through the windshield 

I’m speeding along, speeding along

Well I hope my dinner is warm

I’m speeding along, speeding along

I pray to the G.S.K.

I’m speeding along

I’m speeding along

I’m speeding along


I go from pharmacy to pharmacy

And from the shop to the floor

He says ‘It’s time you don’t get back’

From the other side of the wall


When all of this has come to light

I’ll be the one to deplore

With the time I didn’t get back


I go from pharmacy to pharmacy

And from the shop to the floor

He says ‘It’s time you don’t get back’

From the other sweet spot side of the wall



Narrator (ft. Martha Skye Murphy)




I’m trying real hard

I think I’ve made it up

Fleshing out your face with the features from a magazine

One slow sequence

Just to find my feet

Ten toes I've got five on each


Losing my flow

And my memories are so unnatural 

I am my own 

Narrator 

Losing my flow

And my memories are so unnatural 

I am my own 

Narrator


Footsteps erased

The path doesn’t change

Mould beauty out of clay

Write words for me to say

The mirror guards his reflection 

The story becomes resurrection

I play my part


I’m trying real hard

I think I made it up

Fleshing out your face with the features from a magazine

One slow sequence

Just to find my feet

One slow sequence

Well that’s all I need


Losing my flow

And my memories are so unnatural 

I am my own 

Narrator 

Losing my flow

And my memories are so unnatural 

I am my own 

Narrator 


Mould beauty out of clay

Write words for me to say

The mud was deep

It followed me

A one person game

Let me play

Let me narrate

I’ll play my part

I’ll play my part

I’ll play my part

I’ll play my part

Crystalline

So serene

I’ll play

I’ll play


Let me see

I can know 

Of tying laces, finishing bows 


I’ll play my part



Boy Racers




Were you mangled by a tree?

Were you a teen girl fantasy? 

It’s not ok that we can’t sleep tonight 

With boy racers in our dreams at night


Boy racers in our dreams at night

Boy racers in our dreams at night

Boy racers in our dreams at night

Boy racer did you see that light?

No? ok


Are you suspended in time? 

Does anyone even know what you might look like? 

It’s not ok that we can’t sleep tonight

With boy racers in our dreams at night


Boy racers in our dreams at night

Boy racers in our dreams at night

Boy racers in our dreams at night

Boy racer did you see that light?


I always stayed at home

I always stayed at home

I always stayed at home

I should have stayed at home


Your face doesn't age 

And you’re always small 

And you’re always small 

And there are things that you’ll never know 

Things that you’ll never…


I’m flying 

I’m flying

I’m flying



Paddling




Patient, in control 

Dig holes like a mole

Patient, oars in stow

Just do what you’re told


There are people inside

They’re changing in shape and in size

Where you going?  Don’t want to go there

You comb your hair and you tense the muscle


Patient, in control

Dig holes like a mole

Patient, oars in stow

Just do what you’re told


There are people, there are people inside

And they’re changing in shape and in size

Where you going? I don’t want to go there

You comb your hair and you tense the muscle

There are people, there are people inside

And they’re watching while I’m taking the dive

Where you going? I don’t want to go there

You comb your hair and you tense the muscle


Thrash round, make it worse

In your day of firsts

Sink down, through the waves

Red faced now but safe


There are people, there are people inside

And they’re changing in shape and in size 

Where you going? I don’t want to go there

You comb your hair and you tense the muscle

There are people there are people inside

Put me a coat and step me in line

Where you going? I don’t want to go there

You comb your hair and you tense the muscle


Don’t push me in

Don’t Push me in

Well you’re pushing me in 

Well you’re pushing me in 



Documentary Filmmaker




Well a documentary filmmaker passes by on the hospital ward

And a documentary filmmaker poses, for a photo

And a documentary filmmaker goes home at the end of the day

But I’ll sit and watch the seasons change


‘Cos it was warm in the summer

Warm in the summer 

Warm in the summer 

Warm in the summer 

But Snowy in February

Snowy in February

Snowy in February

Snowy in February

The sweat dripped off my plastic sheets

Oh the sweat dripped down unto my knees

It was warm in the summer

Warm in the summer 

Warm in the summer 

Warm in the summer


Because the eggs

Are cheaper

The day after easter

And the eggs are always cheaper

The day after easter

And I know

Oh, I know 

It must be hard to pass them by 

And I know

Oh I know 

He’s filming

All the time




2010


In offices

In palaces

When looking out,

From around the table

Meet for the feast

Where there’s no taste

But just a flavour

Of things to come

You’ll come inside

You’ll be a friend

We’ll satisfy

Your every need

Your expectation 


And there’s a kink,

 It’s in the blanket

And on the spikes

But they weren’t there

The week before –

 And they will shine

See your reflection,

I’m upside down

You’re upside down

The wrong way round

And Inside out
All these eyes, all 

these eyes

All in piles, all in piles

Losing sense, near 

stacked up files

All in lines, all in lines

All these eyes, all 

these eyes

And at night, and at 

night

All in piles, all in piles

All in piles



Locked in lines, fours 

or fives

All in lines, all in lines

All these eyes, all 

these eyes

All in piles

Upside down, upside 

down

All in piles, all in piles

Both so weak, week 
by week

All in lines, All in lines







Peel St.

 


Where were you when the ice came to town?

Where were you when the ice came around?

You don’t remember? 

You don’t remember?

Was there enough to kill the whole damn street? 

Was there enough to improve your swing? 

You don’t remember?

You don’t remember?


Where were you when the ice came around?

Where were you When the Ice came to town? 

You don’t remember? 

You don’t remember?

Did your fame come a little too late? 

Do you find it carries far too much weight?

You don’t remember?

You don’t remember?


I’m falling in, I’m falling out , I'm falling back, I’m falling in

I’m falling out, falling back, falling in

Oh, Anna 

Oh, Anna


I’m falling in, I’m falling out, I'm falling back, I’m falling in

Falling out, falling In, falling out,  

Oh, Anna 

Oh, Anna 


Well I've always been told what to do. 

But now I’m free

There’s no warden

Following me 

Following me

Following me


But now I’m

Free

There's no warden

Following me 




Global Groove




There’s tight lycra round my hips and a sweat band that fits round my head


We’re still dance, dance, dancing today

To the global groove 


Well the TV guide gets fatter as the days pass by 

And those taxis do a dance as I watch from the sky

Global Groove

Global Groove 

Global Groove 

Global Groove 


We’re still tap, tap, tapping away, to the global groove 


Watch your favourite war on TV

Just before you go to sleep

And then your favourite sitcom 

Watch the tears roll down your cheek

Global Groove

Global Groove

I’m so sick and tired of dancing 

I’m so sick and tired of dancing

I’m so sick and tired of dancing 

Are you sick and tired of dancing? 


Still tap, tap, tapping

Dance, dance, dancing 


I remember when I was really small

The news said that 

When planes went overhead 

And how many passengers you could fit on a plane

Imagine each person, and where they’re going, that would make me feel better

That these people were just going on holiday 

And...

Seeing people 

Die

And its...

Being exposed to that much 

Realism 



Pamphlets




That's why I don’t go 

Outside 


Pale teeth and white smiles 

They don’t care and I don’t mind

Pale bricks and wide smiles

That's why I don’t go outside

I’ve got a brand new car

Right on my drive

But those pale bricks and white smiles

That’s why I don’t go outside


I don’t go outside, outside, outside

I’ve got flagpoles in my sights


Legs still but the herd is in motion

Legs still but the herd is in motion

Legs still but the herd is in motion

Could you do another and could we be in motion? 


Pamphlets through my door

And pamphlets on my floor

Open wide, we’ve got everything, everything you like