Ooh, comparisons in the rain,
Keeping me cold,
Putting me off the whole story.

The Noble Spring,
The un-winnable race,
Dissatisfaction with light and fire,
I'm on a building with the Beatles.

Mmmm, there will be many more,
Days like these,
I see you purr like a cat,
Yes I like it when you're pleased.

Put the Kingsmill down,
There's a bag in Phillips tummy,
No, carpentry isn't the answer,
I'm on a building with the Beatles.

Beluga whales infect everything around me...

Yeah, cigarettes and villains,
Important veins,
The same cheap violins that claim,
I care so little.

Deirdre smacks herself asleep,
You're checking and unchecking sections,
While you glands seep onto the jetty,
I'm on a building with the Beatles (again)

On a Building with the Beatles

Change yourself 
or keep it
Like a special trip to the fish market, 
gizzards and all!
lines of words outside the shops 
Wait their turn to see Malcolm the Lost

Tarmac over this tarmac over that
Christen teddy bears instead of children
Evening evens the bumpy day
Morning mourns the death of night

Speech; for so long a gift that reveals itself on Sunday in vats of cold oil,
Is only partially limited by Mavis Farnaby,
An old lady tied to a lamppost in Upper Norwood

Pills for Christmas and crumbs for Easter
Only the tomahawk can share its secrets
Headless fishermen 
whose moments only last as long as tarts

Hell lives in the mind 
like seven gallons of vivid petrol
And the sparks fly about the tribal leaders

The 137 bus comes into town around 4,
No one expects bats to fly into it but they do,
Part of the reason being that science looks to the stars
When all the problems exist in Pauline Chambers’ back garden.

Malcolm The Lost

Now the sea burns,
Every day, she hears the same words
In streets and houses,
She sees only servants,
Cannot find the people.
Where are they now?

And he denies her mind
Turns to hide,
Behind his own lines
Her shape is on the wall,
Thats all that can remain
Now the grounds been moved away.
Where are they now.

A body full of nerves,
Will not reply,
Is it really hers?
Condition fuelled by
His speech,
His movement,
His lack of time.
Where are they now.

The present has been seen before,
Invaded by
The force of their lies,
She sees the Hyksos
In state, lover and object.
Her work may be safety yet.
They could be all around.

Invisible  Adversaries

Priti Patel
Pretty Vacant
Priti Patel
Pretty vacant

Suella Braverman
Is there a Braverman
Suella Braverman
Is there a Braverman

To send them all to hell uh huh
Send them all to hell
To send them all to hell oh yeah
Send them all to hell

Put them in a box
On Portland Bill
Put them in a box
On Portland Bill

Put them on a plane
To Africa
Put them on a plane
To Africa

You send them all to hell uh huh
Send them all to hell
To send them all to hell oh yeah
Send them all to hell

How to hide underneath a lorry
How to leave your home and family
Your country

Let them Build a town
Don’t let them drown
Let them Build a town
We let them drown

I wanna live in Rwanda
Let me go there too
Send me to Rwanda
Get away from you

You send them all to hell uh huh
Send them all to hell
To send them all to hell oh yeah
Send them all to hell

How To Hide Under A Lorry

Green tea and therapy
As the bullets hit her body,
Talk about anxiety,
It’s all me, me, me.
You need your mindfulness in a minefield.
 
Sourdough bread, civilians dead.
In the kitchen, you sprinkle the rocket,
In a kitchen destroyed by a rocket.
What’s that in your pocket?	
Call of Duty, call of BBC,
So many friends, but no community

There but for the grace of God go I
On this English morning

It was never my plan to be on this planet was never my plan
 
While you’re in your free speech bubble,
There’s children under rubble.
Facebook protest, that’s how much I invest (I’m so stressed).
In the sauna, you sweat out
Colonial hangover.
Torture victims are so pleased
You clicked while they’re on their knees

It Was Never My Plan to Be on This Planet

Nature means nothing to me
 
The air, I like it smoky

Pylons stride across the land 

Carry the load in their hands

There's a chain link fence over there, 

With a pattern that cuts the air

Into diamonds that stop me getting in there
 
And exploring like a little child

I love you and your teeth and knees

Concrete, I walk along the road

And Like my love, it never corrodes

Factory, instead of trees (factrees)

It's boring anything that breathes

There's plastic all over the sand,

Sculpture by public hand
 
In colours that never fade 

Just like my love, it never goes away

I love you and you’re teeth and knees

Teeth And Knees

You’re walking with a friend
And the starlings form a cloud 
in the sky

She said she was depressed
But you’re thinking of her undressed
Yes thats the way  

I hear they’re killing 
and I’m thinking they need a God
But they’ve got one

Is it the same one
Who excuses the abuses
Of the children?

i heard the news today oh boy
i was shot upon some hotel steps
This is my trojan song - 
And I don’t do enough, no I never do enough

I sign petitions
Pay lip service on the web
I never leave my bed.

I give them data
They are farming all my data
Growing something bad

We’re doing yoga
We’re doing any kind of yoga
To forget we're wrong.

And I’m too busy 
I’m too busy singing this song
To save anyone.

Trojan Song

Lyrics:
Men making war
Worried they may be gay
Someone please tell them
Tell them its ok

Theres no need to kill
Coz you like to cop a feel
Cover yourselves in come, not blood

My shrink needs a shrink needs a shrink needs a shrink

All the guys dancing
Make it look like a fight
Afraid of the disco
Afraid of the lights

All the jocks out there
With their erotic sportz  
The shyest Goths are laughing at you

My shrink needs a shrink needs a shrink needs a shrink

Come, come 

Bullingdon Bullshit
And the ‘rights' of the NRA
No women allowed 
They wouldn’t join anyway

Now you’re walking through the pearly gates
Are you pleased to see me? 
Your competition is for losers
Your shrink needs a shrink needs a shrink

Come, Come

Charlie Heston, 
Osama Bin Laden
Had the same vision
And an AK47

You're building a wall
But it won't keep out your self-loathing
We will open up your gates
Your shrink needs a shrink needs a shrink.

And you know what we're gonna say?
To the black and the gay, 
To everyone running away from our wars and our hate?

COME! COME1


Your Shrink Needs A Shrink.

He’s a Western guy who cannot empathise
With a man whose home is vaporised 

Would I be killer or the killed?
Never in the news

Jealousy of victims of attack 
Charity appeals to our vanity 

Thats why it works
Thats why it works

Connected to the…
Connected to the...

They’re coming over here 
Interfering with my fears
And my plans to be forever in your ears

Dont go messing with my id
Theres so much to lose

My minds bullseye
A target for the world 
Machines they go awry
When I walk by

That's why it hurts
That's why it hurts

The pitiless bourgeoisie 
Yes changing laws is easy
chasing outlaws and 
Those born into poverty

Meet the new attention seekers
How easily the prisoner becomes the guard
Frightened little boys
Wield their noise

We all think we’re sane
We all think we’re sane

The New Attention Seekers

Lyrics:
The moon's a fucking wanker
It blinded out the stars
last night.
I was trying to see
 the meteorites
They only come around 
once a year
I really shouldn’t mind
But that's my fear

But she’s always gonna
Wax and wane
The moon's a girl
She pulls the sea
With her fanny magnet

I’m sick of the sea
and the sea is sick of me
It’s longevity,yes it bothers me 
I love life I want to live forever
I want breathe the salty air
Humans spit, birds shit
What's the difference
Go smoke a ghost

But she’s always gonna
Wax and wane
The moons a girl
She pulls the sea
With her fanny magnet

Well theres a dog down the road
And he’s barking at me
He says ‘I will be here after you’re buried’.
Well I'm looking at the trees 
And I’m looking at the fields 
And they’re screaming
We will be here long, long
After you’re under our leaves

But she’s always gonna
Wax and wane
The moons a girl
She pulls the sea
With her fanny magnet



The Moon's a Wanker

Like some bad zombie movie, the world is being (over)run; not by immigrants, but by the stupid.

The Morons Are Coming

I've never seen a doctor
Who didn't say 'Wellcome',
Or a lesbian with long nails.
But we're in a play
With dead actors,
And we sit silent
Amongst the laughter

Oh we're waiting for love
To spread like a plague,
Yes we're waiting for love to spread like a plague.

Is the drunk in the gutter
Where he ought to be?
Does the millionaire deserve his luxury?
We close our eyes
To be transported,
Not slaughtered
Like a refugee.

Oh we're waiting for love
To spread like a plague,
Yes we're waiting for love to spread like a plague.
Why are we waiting for love to spread like a plague.

Waiting For Love

￼His arms surround not her 
But ideas and dreams 
Touching her
He caresses himself 
Memories are now

And the input is only a fuel
To power a greater concern
Is your view of things is so different 
And advice is useless
Even alone 
The input is only a fuel

Their stories will never match

She learns to listen to his song 
How to play along
Touching him 
If she must obey conditioning
And all the birds are singing advertising jingles

And the input is only a fuel
To power a greater concern
Is your view of things is so different 
And advice is useless
Even alone the input is only a fuel

Their stories will never match

Fuel To Power

Well you’re trotting out the sunsets
Acting out your own advertisements
Telling everybody how it all makes sense
How you love your children 
And how you love the mornings
It shows on your face you're full of blessings

For the man on the door
And those in service
You've gone from overture
To ending

Now can you find your way out
The labyrinth 
Find your way out
The labyrinth

Well are you man enough to cry
Man enough to laugh at yourself
Your just a child
Oh the charm and beauty of this boy
Is all within
Take him from this mirror that he is in
The labyrinth

On the man on the door
And those in service
You've gone from overture
To ending

Now can you find your way out
The labyrinth 
Find your way out
The labyrinth

The birds and the bees 
Are not friendly
And no good at alliteration
Worker or Queen
It don’t mean nothing
If you’ve been eaten
Can you find your way out

The labyrinth 
Find your way out
The labyrinth

The Labyrinth

You’ve got to Tell me now
coz I don’t understand
You see some trans people 
and you get out of hand
Our coloured brothers get 
shot by the cops 
and you don’t say a word
But your nose is out of joint 
when they say their lives matter

So who’s the snowflake here?
Who’s the snowflake here?
Who’s the snowflake here?
Who’s the snowflake here?

You’re Like a little spoilt child 
egotistical fool
You say that you don’t have a voice now 
its got to be all about you
Well what you got to say? 
That you miss having everything your way?
You want the right to discriminate
and act surprised 
when you cannot find no takers

So who’s the snowflake here?
Who’s the snowflake here?
Who’s the snowflake here?
Who’s the snowflake here

Putting kids in cages
And KKK Killers on the streets
You say its not the gun its people
So when you gonna ban the people?
Dont you know they’re not the problem 
No they are the solution

Who's The Snowflake Here?

I'm/we're having a national breakdown etc

National Breakdown

Walking down the street
Hand in hand
I see the future
Of this happy land

Up in the air
Gleaming in the sun
Watching all the girls go by
Throwing down those things

They’ve built a balcony 
We act upon their stage
The wolf whistles’ silent now
It’s another age

Happy Scaffolder

I'm in cafe
I;m in cafe
I'm in a cafe etc

Wizards

Antlers

Well she’s been sharpening her teeth upon my antlers again,
And her breath, it sounds just like the air conditioning,
Well I was pulling out the chalk from under a tree
for years and years
Hey! Was that a scream from a gull or a girl?
I don’t know …

Oh the wind in the leaves
Could easily be 
supermarket bags in the trees
Will you change my world
Let the mountains die
Sunsets disappear
No the wine doesn’t take us anywhere
Anymore

Then she said did i like the day of the triffids?
And would you like to go to the pub with me?

There’s a butterfly upon your hat, 
And apparently, the world is flat, so that
You can lie upon it reading Vogue,
Yes we were riding on a wheel drinking Pernod.
With your hand in mine,
Our histories entwined.
But still I don’t know.

And then she said would I like to drink some whisky?
And go for a walk in the wind and rain with me?

Antlers

I’m going back to
The day I was born
Getting younger everyday
I can read the future 
From history
Yes I’m going back to find 
What you did to me.

I’m Turning back 
The hands that were never held
You gotta let them see your face
People always saying 
‘You look so young’
But I’m just going back to find
What went wrong.

The tears fall
You sent him away
He’s just a young boy 
With nothing to say.

Im going back in my Delorean
I will get them to apologise (and then what?)
Yes Im going back to find
There was nothing
I could say or do
I’m going forward now!

Back to the future
Was it you or me?

Back To The Future

Do you remember
The special moments
We talked about 
Where to park the car

Oh I’ll never forget those times
I’ll never forget

I don’t think you understand
What it is that I’m saying
These moments are so special
These moments are so special

If you want me 
To jump out of a plane
You won’t see me again
Or dance the tango 
all night in the rain
I’ll just be a pain

And when we parked the car
And when we went to the shop
Oh the shop, I’ll never forget that day
We walked on the pavement!

And you said
Oh I’ll never forget those times
I’ll never forget

If you want me 
To jump out of a plane
You won’t see me again
Or dance the tango 
all night in the rain
I’ll just be a pain

Special Moments (Original demo)

Don’t listen to God or Jesus
Don’t let them tell you what to do now
Don’t listen to me or Lady Ga Ga
You gotta find the bible inside ya

This is a hymn for you Richard
Oh God almighty your’e the best
You cannot find imagination with your microscope
It should be made illegal anyway

Christians are hunting in the garden of eden
Aint it funny how pro lifers got the guns
If you don’t believe in the origin of species
I’ve got a raptor here that wants to tear you to pieces

Where does it say you gotta keep the baby
Don’t you know its a women right to choose
Where do you get the right to preachin’?
I’m sick of all you pushing all your views.

Hymn For Richard

You're a fox hunter,   (when we're gone)
I'm outnumbered,
You get in touch with your
Inner cruelty

You're all in red,
I'm chased and blooded,
They're pouring hatred into your head.
And now you want something dead.

So how far does this reach
Into society?

Hostile environment 
Hostile environment

There's a virus
And it's us,
Like a parasite,
We kill the host outright.

This world is better off,   (when we're gone)
The beasts are coming back,
Everything can breathe
Unhappiness, our disease.

So how far does this reach
Into society?

Hostile environment 
Hostile environment

Guns, words,  art, freedom , we had.

Hostile Environment.

Everybody's talkin' 'bout
Being in the mo,
I'm not in the mo now,
But I might be in it later!

In The Mo

A song about how we jump at the chance to judge each other. It's a weakness but we think its a strength and companies, politicians and media exploit it.

5 Stars

Don't fall asleep in anybody else's dream,
Make sure you listen to what you believe,
Don't hand it all over because you're afraid to be alone,
No don't be afraid to find your own way home.

You've been living in somebody else's dream

You've been living in somebody else's dream,
Now that you've woken you are lost in their schemes.
If you had tried and failed you'd be the one to know
Instead of blaming them for going down the wrong road

When you wake upon the morn, your head upon the pillow,
Listen to the voices that will tell you where to go,
Just take it easy, take it slow, cut away the stone,
You will see your vision grow and I will be waiting.

You've been living in somebody else's dream.

Don't Fall Asleep In Anybody Else's Dream

Swirling around in the town,
All the colours in my head.
Have a little thought
And making it real.
Look its growing
Make it out of steel.

I found love in The Unified Field and I'm unified.

I'm diving down to drown
In the stillness everywhere
Didn't think I'd find
How you'd make me feel
The love is growing,
I call out, it's real!

I found love in The Unified Field and I'm unified.

The Unified Field

Grandfather clock 
Fuck off

I can't be bothered to wave at you,
All the colours have gone out of my life.
I wonder how you could have such a happy day,
I'm sinking deeper into the hole I made.

Grandfather clock
Fuck off

I'm suffocated by the landmarks that come into view
Holiday makers they piss me off too
Who are these people I ask myself irritably,
With a stupid hypnotic stare I look at the sea.

Grandfather clock
Fuck off

The doctor tells me I've got depression and anxiety
Artistic practice: a form of ADHD.
Take the pills get a proper job
You've got to retrain,
That way of thinking is no good today.

Grandfather clock
Fuck off

Grandfather Clock

Listen to the mothership beeping, 
Disturbing the spacemen sleeping,
Ruining their dreams,
I’m creeping

Through tunnels and corridors
I walk upon your floors
Checking all the doors
For yours

I wanna hold your face
Kiss your lips
I wanna raise you high
Move your hips

I wanna bring you near
Feel your fear
Let me come inside
From the rain

From chains I’m hanging
In the dark, the water cooling
I’ve been here for years
Just waiting

I tried to hold you 
But my dagger went right through you
I tried to know you
I'm so lonely

I wanna hold your face
Kiss your lips
I wanna raise you high
Move your hips

I wanna bring you near
Feel your fear
Let me come inside
From the rain

Strange Cargo

All songs written by Jarry (vocals, guitars and programming) James Langdon-Davies (bass)  Suzanne Gailey (bass) and Chris Edmonds and James Gott (drums).

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