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Mammalian Forms
03:41
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White spheres are shinin' out ever bright
White spheres are squarin' up for a fight
A spinning orb, a secret energy
Fizzin' at the core
And layers formed for tiny eyes to see
A human explosion
White spheres are shining out ever bright
White spheres are squaring up for a fight
Mammalian forms creatin' our own light
Mammalian forms stars in our own right
Do do do do, do do do
Do do do do, do do do
The top layer is on the ootside, tempered, contained
The top layer is on the inside and we share the process
White spheres are shining out ever bright
White spheres are squaring up for a fight
Mammalian forms creatin' our own light
Mammalian forms stars in our own right
Mammalian forms creatin' our own light
Mammalian forms stars in our own right
Oor history nobody can take
We're history for our own sake
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2. |
Trouble
02:36
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Soon you'll be gone and I will picture fixin' your hair
And Rocky Horror
Cleanin' rooms, E.L.O.
A full breakfast on a Sunday morn
Dusty sunbeams, smellin' polish
I use to pray you'd come home soon
Come home soon, pray tae the moon
Oh that doesny happen too much now
No that doesny happen too much now
But I am grateful for all your trouble
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3. |
Catharsis Dies
02:54
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It was after 42 years of working on the floor
Stuck in the same auld room
Pulling at the same auld door
Detached, dehumanised
Didn't she try to go?
When nobody told her
How was she supposed to know?
She went and turned on the telly
Emotionally tied
Smiled for a month total
Sad, withdrawn, alone she died
Aw don't call it an endin'
'Cos i've got stories for ages
I'll write yer life in 200 pages
I'll say yer smart, i'll make ye grieve
But the most ye'll ever be is an NPC
Your reality is never what it seems
Hope's a wakin' dream
So i'm givin' you a mental distraction
Pain a perception, change an illusion
Stream goes, passes ye
Might flow differently
But it's just the same basic entity
Nae surprise that thing ye watched
Chopped or Botched, flashed her crotch
IQ doon a notch
Social animal in a solitary zoo
Mirrors through the bars
So you can see you
Brain too active?
Allow me tae cloud it
Wae cathartic shells
Guess whit? (Whit?)
Ye never really knew yersel
It was after 52 years
Exploited by the same auld folk
Pullin' on the same auld shoes
Throwin' on the same auld coat
Rejected, left behind
Died naked and still
Who'll hear his sad tale?
His tragic eulogy? I will
When you're thinkin' of injustice i'll be there
Nepotism a schizm and i'll be there
Don't care about where ye choose yer virtues
Just that you do and of course, I eat too
Daddy was a doctor
So I went and clocked an easy life
The kind ye'd only dream about
Scream and shout that i've become
The sort a' one who folk'd run away fae son?
Woooft!
I am the hero, divide by zero
A battle i'll be fightin' 'til i'm auld and i'm feeble
A tragedy anxiously palmin' ye flattery
On a Saturday mornin'
Is this it just dawnin'?
Ye seriously sittin' there sayin' i'm lyin'?
Aff yer fat arse and put an end tae denyin'
That you're the main reason that yer life was shite
Ye know i'm right
Whit's wrang?
Ye leavin' wae a whimper
And no' a bang?
Aristotle was 62, publicly denounced
So he went tae his maw's estate
That he had renounced
Who were the antagonists?
The Athenians? Or his guts?
He met his greatest fear
Nae jokes, nae ifs, nae buts
No' much ae a spectacle
No' much of a scene
But that's just how it is
And everythin' in-between
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4. |
Heaven Has Another Angle
03:49
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Barry Mackenzie underestimated the
Fallout from his lustful rendezvous wae Lizzie-Jane
He never backin' doon, he always lookin' roon
Better watch his back because
Lizzie-Jane Kelly
Seasoned professional, urbanite conflict
Brings her few challenges
He never texted back, she got her brother Jack
Who in turn reached oot fur hauners
And he pulled up his brief ootside The Noble Chief
And they took it way too far
They took it way too far
Never gonny get yerself missed
Like a six foot one pacifist
The 'Legend' page announced you've arrived
Like an advert for the deprived
I'm gonny lose the plot, he's gone but never forgot
An angle up in heaven
"Anne-Marie? Anne-Marie? Ha ha, yer son's deid
...ya daft auld bastard!"
"Who ye talkin' tae?!"
"You ya auld boot!"
Heaven has another angle
Anne-Marie Downie, she's the only person who
Visits his gravestone, any mother'd dae the same
She thinks it's such a crime, how naebody takes the time
Fuck they barely made the funeral
Annie tried messagin', but he's no' loggin' in
Trust the deid tae lose their passwords
The tears streamed doon her chin
They never noticed him
Only care when it affects them
"Annie, please come tae bed."
Never gonny get yerself missed
Like a six foot one pacifist
The 'Legend' page announced you've arrived
Like an advert for the deprived
I'm gonny lose the plot, he's gone but never forgot
An angle up in heaven
Kevin put the bottle doon noo
Kevin O'Donnell, opportune recidivist
Seizes the moment dishin' oot a Glesga Kiss
He turns his Burberry to face the other way
Thinks it makes his heidbutts stronger
Then there's the next in line, a guy called Joe Devine
Then another ninety-thousand
And it keeps goin' on
An' on
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Laughing At Death
03:06
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Satirical clowns
Really got me down
Seriously done
Wanks on Channel One
They painted a scene
A picture of you and me, so skewed, they knew it
Cultural circles narrow ratios
Make us believe in something spatial
We need to hear what they don't mention
Save us from the jaws of their oppression
What's that word you said?
Funny little "ned"?
A junkie doon the lane
Alkie's sad refrain
Burnin' doon the nest
All the while pushin' the estuary esteem
Cultural circles narrow ratios
Make us believe in something spatial
We need to hear what they don't mention
Save us from the jaws of their oppression
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
They captured your breath, laughin' at death
They captured your breath, laughin' at death
Ah they captured your breath, laughin' at death
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
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6. |
Needs And Wants
02:31
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I really need companionship
I really need to get some rest
I really need a beer served with a dash of zest on the side
I really want to feel that buzz
I really want to switch it aff
I really want tae talk a load a' shite
and have a laugh tonight
I really want tae talk a load a' shite
and have a laugh tonight
All the fleetin' flirtations
From habitual conversations
Dancin' in the dark of a place
With just a flicker of light
'Til we meander home
I didnae need tae lose ma coat
I didnae need tae throw some barbs
I didnae need tae eat her face
With a dod a' carbs on the side
Ye didnae need tae eat her face
With a dod a' carbs on the side
Naeb'dy's guardin' the station
Who's handlin' yer reputation?
Ye canny always get what ye want
But if ye cry sometimes you bet
Ye get what you deserve
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7. |
Fine By Me
04:33
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So tell me what is the point of wearin' gloves on yer hands
When it's no even that cauld
They're so thick, do you feel me?
If ye want tae let yer fingers loose, that'd be fine by me.
So tell me what is the point of wearin' lipstick on yer lips
When they're no' pressed against mine
Kissin' hard 'til it smudges
If ye want tae let yer tongue run loose, that'd be fine by me.
Pull me closer and closer, grab the small of ma back
Until the mornin' time and feel our love entwined
And ye see when ye touch me, I want ye tae mean it
And when I touch you, you can guarantee I mean it
And I mean, honestly, I canny bear to pretend
So tell me what is the point of takin' time tae say the words
When they don't speak the truth
And after all that, nothin' changes
If ye want tae let yer tongue run loose, that'd be fine by me.
Aw the walls you put up around yourself
Yer lips, yer mouth, yer hands
Are protecting you, but they keep you out too
Those walls are keeping you right there
I wanna feel ye, oh I wanna feel ye
And ye see when ye touch me, I want ye tae mean it
And when I touch you, you can guarantee I mean it
And when I talk to you, I canny tell a lie
And when I kiss you, it's only wae closed eyes
And when you grab ma haun, ye feel the warmth that it sends
And I mean, honestly, I canny bear to pretend
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8. |
Swimming
02:38
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Why'ma chuckin' masel intae the deep end?
Irrespective of drownin', thriving on the cool pulses it sends
Surging secrets, purging these depths
Surging secrets, purging these depths
They don't care if they drag you down deep
An endless search for connection
Transferrin' energy
Naïve reaching, oversharing
Naïve reaching, oversharing
Swimming got her treading water
Swimming got her here
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Businessperson
03:35
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You've become a willing pawn
Fightin' a war against decency
And I don't like it...you and me
Businessperson
A naive, foolish hate-mule
With a cargo of deviousness
And when you opened they couldny have found less
Businessperson
Businessperson
Businessperson
Businessperson
Businessperson
Hatin' me is easier than the alternative - hatin' yerself
And the life you've made
To your health
Businessperson
Horror traits you cultivate daily
Tell me, who needs maliciousness?
I'm no yer enemy, or yer mess
Businessperson
Businessperson
Propel ye to the top and then money rains down
Weighs you down
And I can't help it, but dwell on your frown
I can't help it, but dwell right on your frown
I'm dwelling on your frown
Businessperson
Businessperson
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10. |
Cell Empty Head To Brain
02:43
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Starkness of morning light
That's where I found it
A hidden prisonscape
That's where I found it
Left in the dark of the
Night-time is prison-time
Stare out horizons
Into the vanishing
I've just discovered it's you
Vanishing, anything, perishing, feel a thing
Eyes leaning forward, elliptical nothings
This point I disappear
I'm lost by a bridge
The mental everything
In love and duress
I'm not entirely sure it was you
That brought me to here
Even if I walked to here
I lay the blame at your door
Look at me, basically, lost at sea, finally
Tryin' to wrap ma head 'round the physical nothing
Cell empty head to brain cell empty head to brain
Nothin' is certainty when you look at me
A hidden prisonscape built on lack of trust
Nothin' is certainty when you look at me
A hidden prisonscape built on true lack of trust
Correlate, masticate, mediate, born to hate,
Trapped inside nothin', a vacuous union
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11. |
On The Surface
03:16
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Stuck between myself, how things can change
Plain and steady roads bleed tae mountain range
Higher altitudes make it hard tae breathe
Help me
Why can't I take the strain and repurpose
I'm burning up though I seem cool on the surface
Brash teenage designs, fearless and bold
Trouble maybe, aye, but they seldom fold
Look back on a life that's no longer yours
It's strange, it's strange
Why can't I take the strain and repurpose
I'm burning up though I seem cool on the surface
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12. |
Last Chance To Dance
03:33
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Too old to be seen as sexy
Ma sexiness has gone
They looked at me and salivated
Now that just seems wrong
What's the point in getting it up
I'll stay out of bed
Crawl right back into ma shell
And i'll retract ma head
Was I ever? So what am I now?
Just a flash in the pan
Lustful thoughts of delicious pasts
A naïve young man
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Last chance to dance
Last chance to dance
I know you'll never look at me
Like you do other men
Cute ex-boyfriends and studly flings
I am none of them
A simple life, a greying lover
That's how it will be
I need to feel wanted
And I want you to feel me
Last chance to dance
Last chance to dance
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Sweeney Straddles The Sun Glasgow, UK
Sweeney Straddles The Sun is the solo project of Glaswegian artist Jason Sweeney.
Self-recorded and
produced, Sweeney's individual synth/psyche-pop sound has received much critical acclaim and garnered a broad range of comparisons, such as Devo, The Beta Band, Flaming Lips, Super Furry Animals, Philip Glass and Psapp
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