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Patrick Wolf
Patrick Wolf


Background information
Birth name Patrick Denis Apps
Born June 30, 1983
Born place South London
Genre(s) Indietronica
Folktronica
Alternative Rock
Baroque Pop
Years active 2002—present
Label(s) Tomlab
Loog Records
Mercury Records
Bloody Chamber Music
Website Website



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Patrick Wolf Album


The Bachelor (06/01/2009)
06/01/2009
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Oblivion (feat. Tilda Swinton as "The Voice of Hope")
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The Bachelor (feat. Eliza Carthy)
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Theseus (feat. Tilda Swinton as "The Voice of Hope")
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. . .


Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide-open country that I love
Don't fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever, but I ask you please
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose
Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the western skies
On my cayuse
Let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
Gaze at the moon until I loose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in

Give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide-open country that I love
Don't fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever, but I ask you please
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in

Just turn me loose
Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the western skies
On my cayuse
Let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
Gaze at the moon until I loose my senses
I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in
Don't fence me in

. . .


As they
Dig your ditches
Count my stitches
Generation justice wishes for
World at war
Final score
Media come and abhor us

As these are hard times
Weґll work harder harder
Through these hard times
Iґll work harder harder

Divided nation
In sedation
Overload of information that
We have grown up to ignore
Mediocrity applauded

In these hard times
Weґll work harder harder
Through these hard times
Iґll work harder harder
for resolution
Show me some revolution
This battle will be won!

Forced to count the hours
Since two towers
Fell to fiction
Those higher powers
Putting gods to war
Who keeps score?
Ignorance is still adored

And through these hard times
Weґll work harder harder
Give me hard times
Iґll work harder harder
For revolution
Hard time for some resolution
Time for some revolution
This battle will be won!

Harder harder harder now!

If they only see you with their fear
And they only hear you with their pride
And they only see you with their fear
And they only hear you with their pride
And weґll work harder harder harder harder
Harder harder harder harder
Hard times!

. . .


[I hear you...but I'm not afraid of you]
[I'm not afraid of you]

Father, where's my gun?
Now that the war has begun
Oh let me go it alone
I need no one
I said I need no one

But oh God now here it comes and it's too dark to aim this gun
Clicking now faster, faster, faster
once again I'm on the run

And I hear you say,
"Oh my stubborn son, don't you just say you need no one?
But don't you see danger, danger, danger, headed to oblivion?"

Follow the hunt, far as I could
Through a dozen weathers
Petrified wood
And I took one shot, in the dark
And fired the bullet, silver to heart

And oh God now here it comes and it's too dark to aim this gun
Now faster, faster, faster
Once again I'm on the run

And I hear you say,
"Oh my stubborn son, I know that you said you need no one
But don't you see danger, danger, danger, headed to oblivion?"
Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion, oblivion, oblivion, oblivion...

[Wait a second...have you come so far, for it to end like this?]

no

[This is the challenge...I dare you, to take a hold of that darkness from deep down within you]

It's dark

[Get back up, what are you so afraid of?]

Wait

[Get back up!]

Okay

Show your face, face to me
Show you face, face to me
Be you my friend...
Or enemy?
Show your face
Face to me
I do not fear oblivion
I do not fear oblivion
Said I do not fear oblivion
Oblivion, oblivion, oblivion...

Father, where is my gun?
I need no one
And I need no one
So let me go now.

. . .


Hey rich man...
No one will wear my silver ring

Poor little turtle dove
sitting up in pine,
Mourning for your own true love,
Why not me for mine,
why not, why not me for mine?

I've got hogs in the pen
and corn to feed them up,
All I want is someone who will
feed them when I'm dead and gone,
feed them when I'm dead and gone.

'Cause I'm not gonna marry in the fall
And I'm not gonna marry in the spring
I'll never marry - marry at all
No one will wear my silver ring
Wear my silver ring, boy

I'm not gonna marry in the fall
And I'm not gonna marry in the spring
I'll never marry - marry at all
No one will wear my silver ring
Wear my silver ring, boy

Poor little turtle dove
sitting up in pine,
Mourning for your own true love,
Why not me for mine?
Why not me for mine?

So I went up to this mountain
to give my horn a blow,
All the boys in the valley said,
"Yonder comes my beau,
Oh, yonder comes my beau."

But I'm not gonna marry in the fall
And I'm not gonna marry in the spring
I will never marry - marry at all
No one will wear my silver ring

I'm not gonna marry in the fall
And I'm not gonna marry in the spring
I will never marry - marry at all
No one will wear my silver ring (wear my silver ring, no one)

Poor little turtle dove
sitting up in pine
Mourning for your own true love,
Why not me for mine?

All I want is someone who'll feed them when I'm dead and gone
When I'm dead and gone, now
I will never marry - marry at all
No one will wear my silver sing

Feed them when I'm dead, feed them when I'm dead,
Feed them when I'm dead and and gone
I will never marry - marry at all
no one will wear my silver ring

. . .


Patrick Wolf - Damaris

Black rain
Floods the downs
Ferrets burrow
Moles make mound
Round your bones
Deep underground
But nobody knows
Nobody knows
How I wait for you
Summer, Spring
Autumn, Winter
Here perishing

Gypsy, stray
Bleak orphan
No one could say
The land you came from
But deep in my arms
You belonged
But nobody knows
No body knows
How I wait for you
Summer, Spring
Autumn, Winter
Here perishing

My god damned
Damaris
Killed with last kiss
God damned
Damaris
I loved you

Goddam these tears
And this religion
Thought I was more
Than just my father?s son
Who says in limbo
Be where you've gone
But nobody knows
No body knows
How I wait for you
Summer, Spring
Autumn, Winter
Here perishing

My god damned
Damaris
Killed with last kiss
God damned
Damaris
I loved you

And now I kiss
I kiss the earth

Oh rise up
Rise up
Rise up
Now
From the earth

And I smash my fist
Into the earth

Oh rise up
Rise up
Rise up
Now
From the earth

I loved you

Black rain
Floods the downs
The black rain
Black rain

. . .


[Just a little further up the hill, boy.
You'll be home, soon enough]

All along the river
Heading fast as I could
Watch as the wasteland flowers
Old cars and rubbish flourish
The black berries and red berries
Sweet black berries
Taste red berries
berries, berries

Went looking for my tower
Off all the rails and the roads
In need of resurrection
As my desires and power
are growing in thickets
Tall all around me
Tall and all around me
Tall around me
Around
Around
Around now

Well, have I been traveling so long
that I've forgot how to stop?

Why are my breaks all broken?
Wheels spinning out of control
and then in the mirror, pale and deathly I have become

Well, what have I become? Mother?
What have I become? become, become, become now

Oh, now

And all my wastelands flower
[And all my wastelands flower]

And all my thickets grow now
[grow]

And all my wastelands flower
[why all my wastelands flower]

And all my thickets grow tall and tall
[grow]

Tall and tall, tall, tall,
[grow]

tall all around
All around me

[around]

[pale and deathly, as all wasteland flowers
and all thickets grow, pale and deathly
as all your wasteland flowers and all your thickets grow
pale and deathly as all your wasteland flowers
and all your thickets grow
pale and deathly as all your wasteland flowers
and all your thickets grow]

What have I become now?
Pale and deathly I have become
What have I become?
become, become, become now
become, become, become now

[around]

. . .


Awake young minister, There is
Message to be delivered
Awake young passenger
Awake your country

You’re going to need to find some strength now
to wake up
Ohhhh
this war without an end
What peace do you defend?
This was without an end
What Fear do you depend on?

I dare you
Log off
Sign out
Deliverence
Start to count your

Count your casual
Count your casualties (x3)

We come
Ohhh, This war without an end
What peace do you defend
this war without an end
What fear do you depend on?

Count your casualties
Start.
Ohhhhhh....

A thousand Human Lives
with you alive

Human Lives
with you alive

Count your Casualties.

. . .


Who will penetrate the tightening muscle?
Who will cut across the thickening skin?
Who will be the one to reach their hand in
and pull out the golden heart?

Who will?
Who will?
Who will?
Who will?
Who will?
Who will?

From all the ashes
of all the crashes

Who will be the one?
Be the one

Who will lay me down in green pastures?
Or lead me from the burning sands?
Who will be the one to lay their cards down
And always hope the winning hand?

Who will?
Who will?
Who will be the one?

From all the ashes
of all the crashes

Who will be the one?
Be the one
Who will be the one?

. . .


vulture
down
down

losing my head to hollywood
my liver to london
my youth to tokyo
still on with the show

on
and on
and on
on

it's a
hard
lesson
but let me learn...

and the big wheels turn, turn
all your forest fires burn
and all my dead meat yearns
for the vulture's return

take this
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
my
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
your
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
my
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat

coming down
vulture
coming down
down
down
down

down in santa monica
suicide motel
one date with the devil
(satan)
seven days in hell
but mother don't worry
i said the boy is doing fine
home in a hurry
i'll be sane with good time

t-t-t-t-t-t-time, time

hard
lessons
let me learn

and the big wheels turn, turn
and all your forest fires burn
and all my dead meat yearns
for the vulture's return

take my
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
my
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
your
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat
your
d-d-d-d-d-d-dead meat

come on down
dead meat
vulture

. . .


And I walked
And I walked upon Blackdown

And I walked West Sussex sunlight
up by dead man's pool
Where my ma, Mudlarck and Lewes
stared me down, you drunken fool
Old teenage debts engulfed my chest
as I contemplate death

Put a challenge to its glamours
and all its loss and glory

Wet afternoon breath
was taken deep into my lungs,
thinking of the man I must become

My story has just begun
and I will be returning to myself soon

I've been alone for so many
of the great moments in my life
Alone like so many

But at this moment in my life.....asking,
"father, father, any way I can help ye?"
So, I am only just growing much better to know thee....

Thank you for the things you've given to our family...
Given your whole life to your wife and my sister and me...

Now I look out North of Battle where our ancestors lie in grave
West to Breed where the blacksmith put root to our family name...
And I get proud of my birthright
think of the things that I must leave
when I leave behind the city
and the living
finally

oooh...

(the temple of the winds blows, until the boy wakes from his six year slumber... alive, alone, we take the next step)

Desire
Desire
Desire

Desire
Desire
Deep down inside of me

You are not the maker nor the master of me
Help me to better support my family
And better better of a brother be....

Desire
Desire
Deep down inside of me oh now

You are not the wrecker nor the ruler of me

Desire
Desire
Deep down in me

Yes I've been alone for too many of these great moments in my life...
Alone like too many

But desire, desire, desire, you are not the maker of me
hah!
Hey!
Ho!
Now!

All as I walked upon Blackdown

. . .


Tower bridge is closing, and all of Bermondsey's asleep.
The street light walks the waters, rising fast and dark and deep.
Well is your work of art so heavy that it will not let you live?
You'll be missed.
Soon there'll be flowers in the river, tears being shed.
You'll be missed.
You'll be missed.

See, life has blessed you with a gift, boy, that you've gone and thrown away.
And with it your whole future, and left behind your family.
Now throwing flowers in the river, prayers are being said
you are missed.
They're throwing flowers in the river where your body cold was found
you are missed.
Missed…

Now I sit down here at low tide.
And I wait for the peregrines
And Stephen, this is where I live now, and I have overcome my demons.
And I have grown out of that thinking that would not let me live or give.

I've throw my flowers in the river, the tears have been shed, you are missed.
And the poem reads, and I remember the day you told me
that the sun, the sun, the sun, the sun is often out.

Why do we know that the sun, the sun, the sun, oh, the sun is often out?
I wish I had known you better.
The sun, the sun, the sun, the sun is often out.

Was your work of art so heavy that it would not let you live?

. . .


[What lies beneath the door?]
[What keeps you?]
[Explore.]
[Do you take the chance to defeat the source?]
[The gates are opening]
[The choice, the future, the future, the future is yours]

So now you've found all you were looking for,
How you gonna find your way out of the maze?
You hear those jealous hands, those bitter men
Carve their meat before the table is laid.

And they are hungry, they are hungry for you
They are hungry, they are hungry for you
[for you, for you]

With an appetite, insatiable
They are hungry, they are hungry for you
[for you]

The warm thread of love leads you to freedom
[freedom]
Once the hero's deed is done
You leave her lying lonely, no parasol
[burning]
under slow solitary suns

And she is hungry, she is hungry for you
[hungry]
She is hungry, she is hungry for you
With an appetite so generous
She is hungry, [hungry] she is hungry for you

So why no surrender to your lover?
[your lover]
Or to the dead ends of the maze?
[the dead ends of the maze]
With all your life left to discover
[all your life]
A black sail billows, the sun hits your blade
[frozen, life]

And you are hungry, [hungry] you are hungry for you
[hungry for your]
You are hungry, [hungry] only hungry for you
[only for your]

Take a look around
[said take a look around]
A little more
[a little more]
Who is this for?
[Who is this for?]
What is this for?
[What is this for?]

With an appetite so dangerous
With an appetite so dangerous

So take a look around and a little more [a little more]
What is this for?
And who is this for?

Only for you
[Only for you]

Only for you
[Only for you]

Take a look around [take a look around] and a little more

What is this for?
[What is this for?]
And who is this for?

Your appetite, [only for you] so dangerous
Your appetite, [your appetite] so dangerous [so dangerous]

. . .


Drive!
Battle means victory

B-b-b-back up
Back up in New York
Back up for equal rights
Battle, battle, battle, battle

Back up all your liberties
back up all night
Battle, battle, battle, battle

It's your time so join the tribe

It's our time for some victor
I lay here untied

Fight!
Ride!

Lest they be certain of their heirloom
Then battle the conservative
Battle for your
Battle, battle, battle, battle
Battle the homophobe, battle for that war
Battle, battle, battle, battle
It's your time to join the tribe
It's our time for some victor
Reigning victor
Your victor!

Fight!
An activist
Drive!
An optimism fight

Fight!
Battle, battle, battle, battle
Battle, battle, battle, battle
Drive
It's your time
v-v-v-v-v-victory

Since I was twelve
And me versus the world
[Drive]
Got so sick of being told
My identity was a minority

I would not try
But you've got a battle
Drive!
And it's our time
Did you know it's time to get some, get some victory?
Yes it's time for some victor
yeah me, oh
Yeah me, yeah!
Battle, battle, battle, battle
Victory!
This is our battle

. . .


Yes I can make home here in good time
But in good time is a gift that won't be mine
That's fine

I'll seize the day
Make life as traveler
Work as messenger
With my pain and my pleasure
All want me

I won't fear what tomorrow may take
Still blind to my future and fate
Start my traveling now

Feelings kept deep
First came that dream, to be seen
To know love, the world and all it's stages
Now 25, made it alive and what a life I have known
Not gonna stop, never fully grown

Remember
I won't fear what tomorrow may take
Still blind to my future and fate
I want to hear what the others may say
Let only the love lead the way
And start my traveling now

Traveling
I'm traveling
I'm traveling

I see the redwoods, the deserts, my brothers, my sisters
The music, the moments I can never regret the cursed and blessed open road
Open road
Open road
Open road

Open road

When all else fails, remember
Always
Always
The open road

. . .


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