Glory

Dedd Leg

Messiahchugga

Red Meat

Narcolepsy '66

Digging for Gold

Version 2.0

What gonna make you a man?
Who’s gonna hold your hand?
Questions, questions…
That you don’t understand
The best thing for you right now is
Nothing, nothing at all
I watched you build it now
You’re gonna break down that wall

Who gonna cut you loose?
Who’s gonna sing those blues?
You’re all one and the same
You don’t get to choose
I got your message and 
I cried
I laughed until I almost died
If I close my eyes I can
Almost see you by my side
Oh why?

I got no big surprise
Ain’t gonna tell no lies
We just gonna ride
Ride or die
And all the mistakes we made
Don’t’ mean a thing
Wash away your sins
But when you close that door
You can still let em in

Is that the time?
3AM sunshine
So bright…

3AM Sunshine

World Beating

Who am I?
What gives me the right to ignore
Everything that came before?
Who am I?
Lost in time
Go fuck yourself
You don’t know what’s good for my health

I’ll take my chances with your life
My God gave me a human right
My eyes are blinded by the light and
I will tell you black is white
Tell me a second is too long
Tell me I never get it wrong
Tell me something I don’t know
Informationphobe

Informationphobe

Do run and take cover
It loves you like no other
Loyal as a brother and 
Then when you discover

You can’t breathe, you can’t breathe
You’re suffocating in a 
Make believe, make believe
You’re suffocating

There’s a second wave
Don’t you say it’s unfair
You’re digging your own grave
A second chance may never come
No second wave, oh
No second chance

Send in the big guns now
It knocks you down to the ground
Caught up in this ghost town
You’re left wondering just how

You can’t breathe, you can’t breathe
You’re suffocating in a 
Make believe, make believe
You’re suffocating

Second Wave

2.0.2.2

Give me stormy weather
Is that so hard?
Give me something better
Give me a credit card
I’ll think of something
When I come around
Predicting thunder but
I don’t hear that sound

Furlough my love, I can take it
Furlough my woe, humiliated
This defection, medicate it
Furlough my love

Give me stormy weather
Is that so hard?
I can face the facts
Been wearing all the scars
I’ll think of something
When I come around
I hear the thunder of boots upon the ground

Love Furlough

The guard caved into the pressure
Oblivious to the rapture that was devouring
Everything inside
Avoidable or not, the consequences of their actions
Would tear at the hearts and minds of all for
Generations to come
The ghost spoke softly as she inferred her
Hopes, dreams and fears, never once stopping to 
Take stock of the beauty that lay all around, pulsating
In the wake of one hundred thousand angels, all at once
Ready to absolve the burden of the world
Reaching in, she could hear their lungs collapse
One by one
And then
Two by two, before a cacophony of death
“It ought to be so simple”, she cried to nobody
This was the first and the last time she had spoken
“Without courage we are nothing”, implored the swan
It’s lips heavy with the burden of drowning souls
Ever ready to dispel the spirits that had
Haunted from another time
Or was it another life?
Assured and impetuous, the dank of 
The curtain bell rang, always perfectly on time and
Without ever missing a beat
Fifteen million years of servitude had come to this
A moment that had been foretold over millennia
Swords at the ready and
Each prepared to pounce, never giving an inch
This was finally their time
Shrunken into the tar pits of wondrous oblivion
Nothing would ever be the same again

Hot Air Balloon

Don’t you know I’ll save myself?
You can go to Hell
I’ll take all my shit in my First Aid Kit
That I know so well
Who are you to judge?
You can never tell
But if you tell a lie then you’d better try to
Tell the truth as well

Feed the rich
Watch them take it all and 
Lay the blame on tomorrow’s bitch

Who holds all of the pieces now?
You should never doubt
I’ll take all the blame and
I’ll still remain a holy cow
Do I justify?
You’ll never knock me out
But if you want to try
I got two black eyes to
Tell you all about

First Aid Kit (Tomorrow’s Bitch)

Just Desserts

When you gonna wake up?

Shakedown
Going underground
Kill the King
Take the crown
Shakedown
Going underground
Kill the King
Wear the crown

Keep your head down…
Who’s safe? 
Who’s secure, feeling insecure?
Tyrannodon
Take this armour away
This sense of perception is
Just an illusion
Nothing out there
Just an empty space
So, sharpen your knives and
Get ready for a war and
Just keep telling yourself it’s
All good for a good cause 
All this confusion won’t
Shatter the illusion
But it could numb
Your head to the pain

Consider the souls that are
Crying out for more 
And just keep telling yourself
It’s all good keeping the score
No shame in acceptance
Each one of us is flawed
Time to look in the mirror
Tyrannodon

Tyrannodon

Oh no, what’s become of this conversation?
Oh, get nothing done, you get nothing done
Oh no, what’s become? 
You just always wanna hang around
And you’re living but you feel so dead in
This dead town

We never thought we could trust you
But we try…

We just wanna believe
There’s something up your sleeve
Been lost in the Beehive
But no one’s gonna take us alive

Oh, go and watch it grow
This situation
Oh, go and spoil the fun
You can spoil the fun
Oh, go and watch it grow and
You still just wanna hang around
When you’re living but you still feel dead in
This dead town

They told me not to believe you cos 
You lie..

The Beehive

You can look but you can’t touch
You take care but you can’t take too much
Sunshine on empty city streets
Every soul dancing to the same beat

Go to sleep…
When we wake we’re gonna cause a scene

Hush little baby, now don’t you cry
That sun never looked so good in the sky
Close your eyes and count to ten and
We’ll drink a toast ‘til when
There’s an end…

The Devil Likes Dirt

With no hope, no morality and no expectations; London's Cotton Candy Kid has emerged from the gutter of various musical projects, having toured on and off in different guises for the last 2 decades. Surfing the void from The Velvet Underground and The Stooges, NIN, Death From Above 1979, Jack White, Nirvana and Queens of the Stone Age; his first self-produced collection came in the form of the early 2020 release: The Virus Sessions '20; a retrospective of melodies, rhythms, concepts and instrumentals that hit from hard glitchy dance to introspective acoustic musings. Later in 2020 saw the release of The Great Leveller; inspired by the ever changing post-pandemic world and a lament upon loss, hope and the numerous pending questions posed; set to a predominantly psychedelic sound. 2021 heralds the release of Black Rabbit, a progression of guitar work and a lament for the mental health impact of the "new normal".

Cotton Candy Kid

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