They'll Love You More For Who You're Not'

Track 2 from our 2nd EP 'They'll Love You More For Who You're Not'. Words by Ben Corry, Music by Ben Corry/Dominic Corry.

The Human Stain

Track 3 from our 2nd EP, 2011's They'll Love You More for Who You're Not'.

Oh, Minister!

The first track from our EP 'They'll Love You More For Who You're Not'. This is our zenith.

Lyrics

I couldn't sleep last night, for thoughts buzzed in my head
thoughts that filled my soul with an unfathomable dread,
what if I'm not the person that I set out to be?
What if I cannot do the things that mean the world to me?
And what if the best life has to give lives only in my dreams?
My mind is trying to lose itself, won't somebody help me?

The night fills me with terror, a terror all too real
One that would shake the fabric of your soul, were you to feel
Have I enough to make my life a glorious comedy?
Or does my substance fall too short to allow me to be me?
And will it, in turn, make my life a mundane tragedy?
Will it, in turn, make my life a mundane tragedy?

Am I a monstrous charlatan like everybody else?
Would I not know if I was? Do I not know, myself?
The vultures circle my head, I think I'm cracking up
The nightmares only come to me when I have woken up,
and people are a nightmare, oh they will be my death,
they make me dead in the pit of my soul just like them,
just like them, just like them
just like them, just like them

The night fills me with terror, a terror all too real
One that would shake the fabric of your soul, were you to feel
Have I enough to make my life a glorious comedy?
Or does my substance fall too short to allow me to be me?
And will it, in turn, make my life a mundane tragedy?
Will it, in turn, make my life a mundane tragedy?

It's crumbling down, it's crumbling down,
it's all crumbling down
They're picking at my bones and, oh, my blood drips from their mouths
There's evil in the cities, there's evil in the streets
is that evil external, or does it come from me?

The night fills me with terror, a terror all too real
One that would shake the fabric of your soul, were you to feel
Have I enough to make my life a glorious comedy?
Or does my substance fall too short to allow me to be me?
And will it, in turn, make my life a mundane tragedy?
Will it, in turn, make my life a mundane tragedy?

A Glorious Comedy

Lyrics

Darling, how could you do this to me? 
Darling, how could you be so cruel? 
I know that I'm not perfect 
But, oh, my dear neither are you 
How could I not have realised? 
The cruelty in those treacherous eyes! 
To be so bad to someone who cared for you as I 
it will confound me till the day I die

Darling, I won't grieve of your absence 
Darling, I'm too clever for that 
The way you act when you become unmasked 
would give your dear old Dad a heart attack 
Don't worry though he hasn't died 
although unfortunately his brain was paralysed 
if I were you I'd bludgeon him to death 
to save him any suffering

Darling, I'm sorry for my crudeness 
but you must admit, it's just what you deserve! 
Would you expect me to give any form of kindness 
to someone even half as cruel as you? 
I'd rather dive headlong off Canary Wharf 
than have my eyes ever again meet your's 
I would rather die young like Sybil Vane 
than ever have to speak with you again!

Darling

When all your life you've mistrusted every human being you find
it takes it's toll, evidently, on body, soul and mind
so it's nice when someone comes along whom you feel you can trust,
a smiling face, some shared interests, it could almost be love,
but in this life you can trust no one, or at least very few
and so was the case with this one, of whom I have told you
Love is a lie, life is a lie, that is the thing I've learnt
and so alone I think I'm best, for I cannot get hurt.

I am a ghoulish shadow, on the periphery,
a distant cloud engulfing the horizon entirely,
I've seen the world for what it is, wish I'd seen from the start,
mostly fakes and liars, breaking my heavy heart

I've been so tired for so long now, I feel not safe nor sound,
oh, you could end this pain if you would only come around,
I know you won't, my hope is false, but I still hold it though
I need to cling to something if on I hope to go
I trusted you, placed all my hope in you, and all my love
you seemed different, but you just left, like everyone else does

I am a ghoulish shadow, on the periphery,
a distant cloud engulfing the horizon entirely,
I've seen the world for what it is, wish I'd seen from the start,
mostly fakes and liars, breaking my heavy heart

Oh you said you'd stop this pain
but happiness comes fleetingly
and when it's gone, what is there left?
Not love for life, nor desire for death

I am a ghoulish shadow, on the periphery,
a distant cloud engulfing the horizon entirely,
I've seen the world for what it is, wish I'd seen from the start,
mostly fakes and liars, breaking my heavy heart

A Cloud On The Horizon

The Madding Crowd are a psychotropic Glam-Punk 4-piece from the council-neglected cauldron of north Manchester, England. They formed in 2010 with brothers Ben and Dominic Corry on vocals and guitar respectively, and their cousin Claud Corry on bass, a nucleus that has stood firm since. In 2018, after a 2-year hiatus the band returned with the mercurial Sam Smith on drums.  
Their sound is ever-changing and driven by their lives and their world. With influences from Punk, Glam, Rockabilly, 50s Pop and Psych among others, every song is different to its predecessor. That is not to say the band don't have a specific vision. Every lyric is meticulously thought out, every aspect of their aesthetic is painstakingly considered to create something beautiful. If The Madding Crowd are doing something you can bet there is a reason for it.   
The band have released four EPs - including 2016's critically-acclaimed 'The 78th Bridge on the Rochdale Canal' - 2 singles and a short film. Their new single 'You Give Us Hope' is the precursor to the compilation album 'The Mowers Dies With Them', released 9/11/18. The album is a collection of every studio recording The Madding Crowd have ever made, re-mastered by Sam and containing some never-before-heard material.  What lies ahead for The Madding Crowd is simple - all or nothing. Either way they will die in a blaze of glory, because that's just what they do. Whatever happens, it's going to be a riotous, beautiful adventure.  Stop the Jacquard Loom