1. |
Black Hole
04:06
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What do you want to do before the world ends?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
At the edge of the earth, trapped in these frozen skies
Faith it will mean something, it’s where the answer lies
What do you want to do before the world ends?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
Where the light disappears, out of mind, out of sight
Mass of 4 million suns, did Albert get it right?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
Eat, drink, smoke, screw, paint yourself blue
Travel in time, disprove Einstein
What do you want to do?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
The shadow of a black hole, curving time and space
Is this what you dreamed of, beginnings of the race
What do you want to do before the world ends?
What do you want to do before the world ends?
Is this what you dreamed of?
Is this where we came from?
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2. |
The Watcher
03:24
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Do do do do do, do do
Do do do do do, do do
Oxford Street at midnight
The blank blind drunk faces
Girls in tiny dresses
Girls wearing all they own
Painted faces blue white
Walked texting fell over
Took selfies all alone
The phones were on, no one's home
Do do do do do, do do
I stood I watched
Do do do do do, do do
You looked all around you
In the edge of vision
In a smoke grey mist
A cardboard cut-out doorway
Blue white face a spot light
My heart stopped for a moment
Though I couldn't say why
It was something in your eye
Do do do do do, do do
I stood I watched
Do do do do do, do do
This feeling is as old as time
Get out, get out while you can
No second thoughts, you know, you're sure
Get out, get away from this man
Do do do do do, do do
But I stood I watched
Do do do do do, do do
He felt my eyes on him
Spun to see the watcher
Looked directly at me
As if I'd called his name
Hidden in the half light
Frozen for a second
Cold anger crossed his face
Not this time Not this place
Do do do do do, do do
I stood I watched
Do do do do do, do do
I stood I watched
Do do do do do, do do
I watched
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3. |
Eight Minutes [Explicit]
03:50
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Looking into the start of it
13 billion light years back in time
Even being a part of it
Well it’s enough to blow your mind
One small voice in a universe of sound
Is there someone in the future watching me?
And can they see the beauty that I see?
Are they looking up to point the blame?
Make sure they don’t do the same
Then fuck it up, time and again
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
Is there someone in the future watching you?
Can they hear you, can they see the things you do?
Are you the star of late-night clothes?
Or advertising Retro shows?
Deleted for home videos
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
Is there someone in the future judging you?
Are they laughing, are they shocked at what you do?
The dark web or the lunch time news
The snap chat filters we don’t choose
And baffled by top Tick-tock views
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
A pale red sun tints the trees and the flowers still in bloom
And a thousand paper leaves scribble circles in the gloom
Through the traffic’s drone, grey atmosphere
A tiny bird sings sweet and clear
A minute, hour, a day, year
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
Is this a mistake
An accident of fate?
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4. |
Slacklining
03:24
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Slacklining on Deansgate Locks
In platform boots and sequinned frocks
Biological clocks are ticking for you
Living on borrowed dreams
Life is never what it seems
Playing white wedding themes,
Dress-up in mum’s shoes
Don’t look down (click, click, click)
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
Someone old, someone new, someone borrowed, someone blue
You always thought that was you
Now what are you going to do?
You work the room, hunt in a pack
Try every girl, and don’t look back
Skin as thick as the Brylcreem on your hair
Strike a pose, flaunt and beam
You are no one’s teenage dream
But some girl with low self-esteem
Will say, I might as well
Don’t look down (click, click, click)
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
Someone old, someone new, someone borrowed, someone blue
You always thought that was you
Now what are you going to do?
Maybe there will come a day
You will turn to him and say
I never loved you any way,
Walk out of the door
Somehow out of all this mess
You will make a different dress
One that you don’t have to press,
One you can’t see through
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
Don’t look down
Someone old, someone new, someone borrowed, someone blue
You always thought that was you
Now what are you going to do?
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5. |
Readers' Wives
04:04
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She’s on Prosecco
He’s on the lemo
Where will it ever end?
One bag for 50
Three for 120
How much you got to spend?
She used to be beautiful
Maybe 15 years ago
Always got what she wanted
Now she don’t want what she’s got
She wants a boob job
He wants a new job
CV and nudes to send
She’s gone to yoga
Web cam with Olga
How much you gonna bend?
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She hides her Mandy
It comes in handy
He doesn’t have to know
But when he gets in
He puts a shift in
Camera man in the show
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She goes to wine bars
Poses like porn stars
Knows how to make new friends
He’s on Prosecco
She’s on the lemo
Is this the way it ends?
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She knows how to look like she has a good time
She knows how to look like she has a good time
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I had a short lie down
In the back of a long black car
Took off my blue shoes
And drank some red
I did what I could
With a rigid flat pack four
But save all your clean sheets
For when you’re in bed
When I was looking for someone
Every port was a storm
The ones I met on the way
Wouldn't leave me alone
The ones you meet on the up
You've got to see on the down
The down
He didn't like me
I didn't like me too
We both needed someone
But we didn't know who
Where the sky should be
We had three grey holes
And every other week
We'd pretend to look for roles
When I was looking for someone
Every port was a storm
The ones I met on the way
Wouldn't leave me alone
The ones you meet on the up
You've got to see on the down
The down
Take off your blue shoes
And drink some red
Under the gaslight
The serious gaslight
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7. |
The Voices Of Doubt
04:01
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The voices of doubt
Were shouting your name out
But I couldn't see past that kiss
And somewhere inside
I knew that you lied
Though I thought I was bigger than this
It drove me
Crazy
Time after time
You said you were mine
But your eyes were not looking at me
No signal. No sound
But when I turned round
I knew I was standing where she should be
You brushed a strand of hair from her mouth
In that movement the trace of doubt
Turn the light off, pretend there's no one in
You really shouldn't open the door to him
He'll steal your heart away and take your money too
He'll leave you high and dry
And put the blame
Put the blame on you
The voices of doubt
Were shouting your name out
But I couldn't see past that kiss
And somewhere inside I knew that you lied
Though I thought I was bigger than this
It drove me crazy
Crazy
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The Shops Manchester, UK
The Shops are an a-pop-alyptic four piece raised on short wave radio broadcasts from behind the Iron Curtain, inspired by misheard disco and degenerate pop from underground Baltic bunkers.
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