Standing on the table swaying
Holding on to the burn
Can't go on, the Brennivins fading
Worked the farm, bar and church

Standing on the corner, waiting
Holding on to the thirst
Can't move on, the feelings abating
To the whorehouse or worse

So don't talk me down
Don't talk me down

Standing on the window ledge, praying
Holding on to the past
So help me god, I'm finally fraying
I fear this thought is my last

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Don't Talk Me Down

I lay awake at night
Try to extrapolate the truth from lies
It was a warning sign
You had the reason but you have no rhyme

Don't tell anyone
Go tell everyone what I have done

And in the morning time
The dark alarm clock is no friend of mine
At least the wine was fine
I've lost my wallet, dignity and mind
I've lost my mind

Oh mother, mother 
What's extraordinary is no-one waits anymore
Captains of industry are flung asunder
To the cutting room floor
Out the door before they soar

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Go Tell Everyone

'Piggy Got the Conch' video here: http://youtu.be/qys2ALsMdKE

Ladies and gentlemen 
Strap yourselves in for the light show
Hold out your hands to your loved ones then bring them in close
No refunds or cancellations will be valid from here on in
Any concerns you should leave at the gate or at home

It's the same for you as me

I'm on a tightrope
with a heart beating like stone
I'm an isotope
with a half-life running low
It's like when Piggy got the conch and he could talk for us all
But look what happened there

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Piggy Got The Conch

I'm chiseled and stubbled 
I'm pouring the bubbles 
I'm watching the taxis stack downtown

I'm given to others 
I'm open to offers 
I'm pouting and panting til i'm found

The way that I smoulder 
A weight off your shoulders 
I wait at the docks with buttocks clenched

Italians and Russians 
And red blooded passions 
I'm starting to get what Pablo meant

A fleeting encounter 
A meeting of ardour 
Furthering fervour til the end

This isn't the talkies 
We're not in the movies 
They're rolling the credits now my friend 

(This Isn't) The Talkies

The timings right it's all to the letter
In Fahrenheit inclement weather now 
The Richter scale's aligned and positioned
We're wasting time lets bring this fucker down

Down and down again
It's the price you pay
Going down and down again
Up another day

The vultures are now circling above me
I'm drunk as a skunk laid out in a field in South England
Who knew that I'd be feeling this ugly
I'm circling the drain as the sun goes down

Down and down again
I'm the only one
Down and down again
I wait for the sun

EP TWO

Circling the Drain

I want the best reject the rest I don't care who I go through 
Your weak attempts to clog the vents are at the back of my mind 
I've thrown my toys out of the pram I see the thumb coming down 
In piss and biscuits I writhe around you'll never leave this town

I want the maximum prize I don't want to come last

A fleeting glimpse to tantalize a tiny taste of whats not to come 
Just enough to make you cough and spit blood onto your crumbs 
A little bit of something sweet is not enough for me 
I want the slice and then the pie I want the maximum prize

If greed is good then I'm a god I'm kissing babies right and left 
I'm mopping brows I'm starting rows don't stop me now I'm on form 
I have the answers I have the songs but your questions are all wrong 
I'd change the past but can't be arsed I don't want to come last

Maximum Prize

Since you broadened out your strokes your mind's reclined 
Into a state of wistful yet ultimately blissful wisdom timed 
To tantamount perfection affording some affection to us all 
But never too revealing the mask always concealing who you are my friend

Marcel in Monochrome

Strasbourg the city is alive with vital language 
Most of which goes unheard unless you feel the vibrancy of words 
And silent conversation a moral obligation leaves you free 
To appreciate the unseen and contemplate the places you have been my friend

Marcel in Monochrome

Lily, you mean the world to me
You're all the things I want to be
You're everything to me
You hold yourself effortlessly
You fall apart so gracefully
You're my favourite enemy

And if I want some information
You play your cards close to your chest
And if I need pacification
In your arms is where I rest
And in blissful meditation
As I lay upon your breast oh Lily
You mean everything to me

You're hero of the century
And I'll catch you eventually
As long as you stay free
As long as you can stand by me
Forever you can count on me
I'd part the darkened seas

And in the midst of celebrations
With your name around my neck
I'd give a public demonstration
Just to keep myself in check
And if it takes holy communion 
Then baptise me now and beckon me
I'd do it all for you Lily

Lily, You Mean the World to Me

Let's make it easy
Let's just start it again
Let's make a promise to at least remain friends
Let's call a truce
Let's call the whole thing a sham
That's the plan

If we were honest
From the start things would change
But in the forest
It's too hard to escape
When you're not easily offended
Or far from a fall
Aren't we all?

No is the answer to the only question I've ever known
You're on your own again

Lonely once more, lo and behold 
It's time you came in from the cold
You're on your own again

On Your Own Again

Oh joyful noise
All arise
The rich and poor
I care no more

Through thick and thin
Coruscating
The skin I'm in
I shout it out loud

You'll never be alone
Don't say I got it wrong
Until my dying day
I'll never go away
I'd watch you dance forever

If words are bombs
My heart succumbs
To heavy fire
And explosions

Your vows aloud
Become a cloud
That rains on me
In perfect chemistry

Paintings are not enough
Poems about love
The sun and the stars
This moment is ours

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