1. |
Desperation Bridge
04:13
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Slow night in September
brings all the bodies to the shopping district
They won't pretend to know you if you don't want them to
They're pretty strict about their business
Cool shopping spree
Nobody on the list except your baby and me
Fun times for the actor
You better leave your gloves in the car
'cause we need real fingerprints on this piece
Dumb pisstakers
Squeezing out sponges on your car
Wonderbra
There's no change in this place
Just like the whole of the human face
Bring the anaesthetic
It's gonna be another long one
I don't like suggesting this kind of thing to someone who looks like they haven't seen a thing but
I have to if you wanna survive the evening
Now the country boys are here
But we don't understand what they're saying
They've got an earring in each ear
What did that mean again?
Consult the journal!
We're under attack
Don't tell the boys in the back
They wouldn't understand
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2. |
Second Guessing
04:15
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You're thinking too much she said
You'd better put the bread back in the bag
Put yourself into bed
There's nobody else who does it better
That glows like a baby octopus
Better love yourself before somebody else does it better
The weather is fine, don't bring your umbrella
You don't wanna look like a square on the beach
We might even have time
to eat a peach
I'm second guessing
Oh but you're undressing
The sheets look so comfortable
Your eyes are rolled back in your head
You make me feel like a mortician
As we try Various Positions
on the record player
You know the air conditioner
smells like graffiti in July
Clothes hanging on a washing line
Spies in the supermarket
Oh that feels like Summer
Don't tell your brother
that you look like a gorilla in the mist
Somebody's pissed at me
I can tell from watching TV
Leather makes me uncomfortable
I wish you would take off your belt
and not in a sexy way
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3. |
The Laser
05:05
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Do you have a dark spot on your past
Something you'd prefer not to talk about?
Do you have a memory inside
Something that you wish would die?
I've got something for you buddy
Something that you'll be very happy about
Out
It's a little laser
Take a look in this box
You'll see what I'm talking about
Usually it doesn't need an introduction
But I see the look on your face
sells something strange
Oh buddy, you won't be disappointed
Get in this cage
Now that I've got you
You know what I'm going to do
I'm gonna show you a reel of your life
You've been smoking too much
You know someone cares about you
and your voice is too pitched
when they ask you what you've been up to
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4. |
I've Been Ill
02:48
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Mysteries
Mister please
don't ask me what I'm holding to
get into this place
I don't ask anything
of those around me
When you said
that you wouldn't like to be me
I found it upsetting
And when the lights went out
in your house
I was scared as a mouse
who was asked
why he was weak
Anybody will tell you
in a heartbeat
that
I've been ill
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5. |
Pictures of Myself
03:28
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You expect me
to blow up my bridges
but instead
I tell you I have itches
and pictures of your face
in my laughing place
and you expect me to tell you that I have
dishes in the sink
Pictures of myself on the brink
of a nervous breakdown
nervously waiting for you to take down
the memories I have of you
There on my collar
Invisible lipgloss
Something easy to sing about
Ugliness always trumps the truth
And I'm not lying to you
And I'm not lying to you when I say
That I expect better from the cliche
I expect better from someone about to meet their dying day
With so much
as a goodbye
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6. |
Up
04:00
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Pinpricks in your skeleton
Unuseful questioning
Pinpricks in your skeleton
They can't be closing in
Darkness in your history
It can't be following you
Shit all over your fingers
Where've you been
At the zoo?
I can't hear you
I can't hear you
What's that you said?
If you're not telling me about
the reasons you wish you were dead
then I don't know what
you're talking about
It's time to find some different truth
Turn north instead of south
Listen to me
I know what you want
and it's not him
No it's not him
Don't go with that clown
No there are other ways
except down
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7. |
Goat
04:27
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It's the bubble
I don't have my concentration yet
I'm waiting to be stroked
by inspiration like a goat
and it's happening to me
It's happening to me
Look, don't listen
The door is creaking open
And what's inside
can no longer hide
Now it's out
you can't expect me to sing about
anybody else
I'm trying to think how to make it tight
and still be something that's right
I'm trying to sing
something that's right
and still be truthful
and still be right
and not go home feeling pathetic
I don't wanna feel
like I left something in myself
I don't wanna feel
like I pretended in this life
I wanna know I did something alright
Alright
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8. |
Rock Survivor
01:32
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Rock survivor
He's a two timer
Rock survivor
He's married to Lady Godiva
As she rides
on her rocket ship
into your living room
And I painted her nails for you
I braided her hair so that you'd
have something to talk about
Something to laugh about
Anyone in the room
would say it's suspicious
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9. |
Revenge
04:56
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I'm a revenge
Against who or what I don't know
But I blow the smoke into the eyes
of anyone who comes against me
Anyone who comes against me
I'm a pollen counter
in the trees
and my only friends are the bees
If you like what you see baby
then why don't you smell me
I'll be your anything you want me to be
I am a simple minded creature
And if you're scared, don't worry
I won't eat ya
'cause I don't like the look
of danger in a face
That's not my idea of a good time
I am the end
of the beginning
If you like what you see
then don't pretend that you don't
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10. |
Тиква
04:41
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Okay I can't really do the blues
I've been lying
all over town
You seem so forgiving
when I frown
Must be my concentration
that's failing me tonight
Else there's too many thoughts in this
tikva of mine
I've got a wedding to plan
I tried on his mouthpiece
but it was like eating a squid
And not even a nice Greek one
It was like something you'd get in south east London for 18 quid
And I wanna vomit
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Fish
Goldfish
and Goliath
Training one little monster
not to take shit in her dish
Shit in her dish
Goldfish
Who spelled your name backawards?
Army soldiers couldn't part your lips
But from the mezzanine
Something fell and now you're a queen
A queen of
What are you a queen of?
When I picked up the monster
She was as heavy as
a big bag of spuds
But there's no protein there
There's nothing in her hair
that can prevent her from
crying wolf in the night
Crying when everything is
actually alright
And it's Christmas again
It's Christmas and she still hasn't got a friend
Even the red man who came to see her
doesn't want to believe her
when she said she was good
The presents are laid out,
they're laid bare
and it's understood that
without a care
she won't see anything bad lying there
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12. |
Little Black Eye
04:36
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It's just a phase
I'm not ready yet
It's infinitely
what's happening to me
My special time
Don't look
in my little black eye
My little black eye
Black eye
There's rice on the cooker
If you're hungry I'd recommend a bite
Be careful
It's been out since last night
But if you're up for something else
Look up on the top shelf
There's an eggcup
filled with surprises
Surprises
from my little black eye
My little black eye
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Deftera Athens, Greece
A Weekly Music Diary.
Deftera is an improv project by Chris Scott and Giorgos Athanasiou. Every Monday evening we meet for 3
hours to express the week's feelings through improvised songs. We then select our favourites to release the following Monday.
Chris plays guitar and sings.
Giorgos plays the drums and sometimes guitar.
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