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The Queen's Head
03:50
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The Queen’s Head
Holy Mary destroyer of planets
These dishes in the kitchen make me wish we weren’t married
In your best suit you wait with expectation
They bury you, tap the earth down, a welcome smile from Vishnu
I’d like to buy everyone a drink
But I have three shiny pennies
The Queen’s head, the Queen’s head, the Queen’s head
Not enough, not enough, not enough
The mechanics of sanity are petrified and ossified
They grind with dusty algorithms
They do not run smooth
They twist and jerk, and below them my madness grows
I dream of clockwork men who dance in badly fitted shoes
The fields the fields are green
But the system, the system is against you
This feeling on the ceiling grows but we are subterranean
We have nowhere to fall
This time next week we could be in Vegas
Married and divorced and dead and in the undertakers
In your best suit, you wait there at the altar
You cry for me with one eye on the undertaker’s daughter
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The Roaring Boy
03:37
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The Roaring Boy
Gilda Gray danced the shimmy in the summer of ‘29
Though incidents and accidents were breaking in the brine
Actresses are living in my mind
Chorus lines are singing ‘please be kind’
You can have the world, and me
I will become the Roaring Boy
I will become the Roaring Boy
Karloff tried to kiss me when he was still alive
Through acetate and half inch tape we struggle to survive
Vampire bats are living in my mind
Try to love me darling, please be kind
The big show saw to Bobby, in the summer of ‘45
Fearlessness and drunkenness had never left his side
Fortresses are flying through the sky
Destiny is cruel, please be kind
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Monsters of the Deep
04:56
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Monsters of the Deep
You tried to sing the blues
You tried to catch my fallen wings too soon
You’re almost there
I know things got confused
But there are things that most men won’t refuse
I’ll take you there
You’ve got this feeling, you’ve got this feeling
Like planets in your sleep
Don’t know the reasons behind your dreams
They’re like monsters of the deep
One day I’ll move away
Just pack a suitcase, no one should need more
For less is more
And as I pull away
No tyre screech or Thunder Road cliché
No engine’s roar
And when you’re choosing
When you’re choosing your life, watch out
And in the playground
When we’re picking our teams don’t leave me out
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Bad Things
05:35
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Bad Things
Can’t believe you’re out, falling all about
Causing all the wrong vibes
Everything you do makes me think that you
Don’t give a fuck tonight
Bad things happen on the brink
Happen when you drink
Don’t you think?
Good things happen to the good
Happen when they should
If they only would
Most people think you’re mad
You seem to have it bad
Born in to the wrong time
Daytime you wander streets, count the cars
And heart beats, time leaks
Oh lay me out
Like you’re a cannon ball, a boxer or a wall
Oh follow me
Off to war or on the breeze or out to sea
For any time, for a crime
Would you like to wait in line?
Old men have the same days as you
They have the same point of view
Aching but try not to let it show
Oh for a dream, for anything
My memory fails
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Neil Cousin and the Julia Sounds UK
Songs about nothing, stream of consciousness anecdotes and unreliable testimonies to events that never
happened.
Neil Cousin releases albums as a solo artist and with his band, the Julia Sounds. Also occasional lo-fi tape recordings released as White Rabbit.
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