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Late Of The Pier Album


Fantasy Black Channel (08/11/2008)
08/11/2008
1.
Hot Tent Blues
2.
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7.
8.
VW (instrumental)
9.
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12.
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Dose A (iTunes bonus track)
. . .

Hot Tent Blues

[No lyrics]

. . .


Didn't sleep last night
Couldnt calm down
The cold water running past my window
Kept me crying out

Give me sunlight
The good medicine
It's all part of the open pressures
Of growing up

Met a friend but then again
You could get around town like they do
Have a shower, then drive around
Looking out for Northfields Avenue

The journey's sour, the fire is out
Love achieving sounds sell a heart of glue
Have a listen, a dirty mind
Moving matters untold residue

Its all evolution's fault now
It's all down to echoes in the crowd

. . .


Suicide is in my blood
It always was
It doesn't evaporate in the light anymore

And this world is no place for a mind
Or a thought
No its not
Well thats been said before

Space and the woods
Still know who I am
And i know, they don't owe me anything
Not after what I've done!

(SYNTH)

Put on my radiation suit and slip away
Im on the run from what I've become
And this lifesize suicide picks up
A whole load of different speeds

And I know they don't owe me anything
Not after what I've done!

(not sure)

Raptured heart so,
Say what you think about me
I'm not gonna cry 'cause I,
I don't care (x3)

I've done nothing (x2)

But they forgive anything
Like how I dont stop you breaking my arms And chopping me, chopping me down
So I fit in your laptop

I've done nothing

. . .


"Snap away," she said as she danced towards the moonlight,
Run away he did as she cast off another night.
So in tune were we by the thought of what could never be,
So consumed were we by the fear that swelled between the sheets.

What do they mean?
Seamless dirty dreams.
Why must you scream?
Please dont make a scene.
She plays, she plays,
Is it all a game?
Longing to be tamed,
Sugar must be acid rain.

I saw you wading in the water,
I saw you ride along the sea.
Shine on your nightmare,
Shine through the tears.

. . .


Lately, I've been thinking this whole world seems to harm
Now we're better off to underhand things
But maybe, it was only the sun behind the clouds
Making things seem nasty

. . .


Emotion you cannot define,
A twentieth Century shine,
We're in and out for the count
having the shout before the drought

A heartbeat, a flicker, a line
A heartbeat, a flicker, a line
A heartbeat, a flicker, a line
A heartbeat, a flicker, line
It's just a line, It's just a line, It's just a line
It's just a line, it's just a line, it's just a line, it's just a line, it's just a line, it's just a line, it's just a.....

Pineapple pieces in brine, fucking around with your mind

A heartbeat, a flicker, a line,
A heartbeat, a flicker, a line,
A heartbeat, a flicker, a line,
A heartbeat, a flicker, line!
It's just a line, it's just a line,
it's just a line, it's just a line,
it's just a line, it's just a line
It's a line just a line, just a line just a flicker, line,
it's just a line x till end..

. . .


Hey, we caught another white snake tonight
Say something and I feel alright (Psyche)

What an abomination
Innocence is such a crime
Hard working sound and vision
To bring you the beats in time

Hoping for stormy weather
Waiting for the proper time
When seven flies swarm together
To stitch eight, and save nine.

And I realise full well
That my life ain't living hell
But I wrote the book too well

. . .

VW

[No lyrics]

. . .


What have I said?
Give me a clue
What have I done to you?

Whenever I'm there
You give me a stare
Breaking my heart in two

I wanna be your friend
Oh yeah
I wanna be your friend

I wanna be your friend
Oh yeah
I wanna be your friend

Wouldn't it be good?
Wouldn't it be great?
Wouldn't it be oh so fine?

If I was theirs
If they were yours
Maybe if you were mine?

I wanna be your friend
Oh yeah
I wanna be your friend

I wanna be your friend
Oh yeah
I wanna be your friend

Ahh
Ahhh-Ahh
Ahhh-Ahh
Ahhhhhhhhhhh-
Ahh
Ahhh-Ahh
Ahhh-Ahh
Ahhhhhhhhhhh-

. . .


The enemy are the future
The future
Enemy enemy enemy.
Easy life is it an easy life?
No It's a hard life
Enemy enemy enemy.
Easy life is it an easy life?
No It's HARD

Until you die
This life is worth more than you can give
And you only get one chance to live

Easy life is it an easy life?

This life is worth more than you can give
And you only get one chance to live

Easy life is it an easy life?
No It's a hard life
Easy life is it an easy life?

. . .


Broken watches, feeling fractious
I know you don't love it so
Falling over, off the tyre
I know it seems too far

This garden is growing over
This hard ice I'm roaming on
Watch out
Fat chance that you'll ever get another chance to be a cover up
My head and wipe a flannel

Falling over aeroplanes and
Wanting to be derelict
Work together
Love each other

This garden is growing over
And nothing can ever be said for you, and that's just
Here's your answer: Why bother?
I've never been nothing other
Than the boy with the words that lose control

. . .


We have all been wasting our time
For sunlight
There's only so much we'll take
Far from the only live brown ocean (?)

She was only biding her time
Falling down
Working 9 to 5 in her store
Wasting ti-i-i-meeee
*Laugh*

There's only so much we'll take
Far from the only live brown ocean (?)

Find yourself a new boy (x2)
Find yourself a new boy, boy
Find yourself a new boy

(Undistinguishable)
Holding hands (undistinguishable)
Woah oo yeah
(Undistinguishable)
Holding hands (undistinguishable)

So put your hands on your waistline
And move you body to the bassline
And get your hands on some cheap wine
And get out, a get out and get the motherfucking ..
So put your hands on your waistline
And move you body to the bassline
And get your hands on some cheap wine
And just-a move it 'til you feel fine.

(Undistinguishable)
Holding hands (undistinguishable) (x2)

So put your hands on your waistline
And move you body to the bassline
And get your hands on some cheap wine
And get out, a get out and get the motherfucking ..
(undistinguishable)

With the boys and the beasts to feed the five streets (?)
(undistinguisable)

Ooooh ooh oooh
Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhh!

. . .


love is a sweet idea
but i like to disappear
if you think its easy dont try to understand

theres not many things in this world
that a boy must have

girl youre so cute and kind
thought id got you off my mind
but then i saw you talking to another guy

gonna find me a corner somewhere
just curl up and die

. . .


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