1. |
parasite
03:05
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here comes the bunny boy
grinning like a fluffy toy
woolly head
woolly hat
wonder why you wonder that
he's a good bet
he'll soon forget
everything he promised you
and all the things he said he'd do
you'll do for him
he's fooled you 'cause it's
no fun to find
that the vampire deal you read about is here
standing so close
near stuns your mind
to feel the blue-eyed parasite's disguise aint real
just candles and cloaks
turn on the lights
say it
mean it
goodbye parasite
here comes the rhythmapist
word-warping little tick
cocaine
mcat
take it all give nothing back
he pays you his psycho-suit wiz
and every time you touch his face
he keeps another just in case
you want more than back doors smashed
and its
no fun to find
that the vampire deal you read about is here
standing so close
near stuns your mind
to feel the blue-eyed parasite's disguise aint real
just candles and cloaks
turn on the lights
say it
mean it
goodbye parasite
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2. |
sleepy people
04:01
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words keep running 'round like dying chickens
desperate to be said
looking for the big ideas
untried and mute
like statues in the heads
of the sleepy people
see all those sleepy people
wake up
wake up
shake up the clichéd speech
lexicons and twisted tongues
are stilled and emptied where they once
hunted answers
hid by shadowed language
confounding eloquent response
of the sleepy people
see all those sleepy people
wake up
wake up
shake up the clichéd speech
running stale
at the mouth again
walking easy street
drifting thoughtlessly
succumbed
numbing veins
hide the same mistakes
stalking blatantly
talking vacantly in tongues
amongst
those sleepy people
of the sleepy people
see all those sleepy people
wake up
wake up
shake up the clichéd speech
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3. |
random sounds
03:37
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he's the man who knows a man who says he met
a man who heard one day the story from a friend
who after 15 ales with hand on heart declared
though not there myself
i swear i shook the hand
of the brother of the leader of the band
who claimed he played with elvis
before fame was found
down in the random sounds of camden town
she's the girl who took the pictures of the trees
weaving clouds to dress dolls watching bendy streets
while 62 long feet of narrow reds and greens
share regents with office chairs and sleepy geese
teased by scandinavian rampant plastic need
to ask the elephant if he was lost
or freed
down in the random sounds of camden town
there are reflections in the cruisers wake
of a heron on the shore
of water-dappled brickwork
where the echoes come to talk
a glass of chardonnay and lipstick stands forgotten
on the floor
but hope is beautiful
where kisses have their own moment to be caught
down in the random sounds of camden town
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4. |
time machine
02:26
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welcome to the time machine
there is only one one-way ticket each
find your paradigm
between choices that you make
and what you choose to keep
we're leaving here continually
'til we've seen every future breached
this year will become last year
when tomorrows forgotten today
and you answers shall all be weighed here
by the actors re-writing their play
welcome to the time machine
mystery becomes history
slipping back into mysteries again
destiny fades to memories
karma collapses particle waves
welcome to the time machine
there is only one one-way ticket each
find your paradigm
between choices that you make
and what you choose to keep
we're leaving here continually
'til we've seen every future breached
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5. |
i like heights
03:35
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it's not that i don't listen
but why must you bring it up again
when i've told you thousands of times
i'm not going to jump
just show you all how i'm going to fly
i can do what i'm going to choose
so come along with me
then be ready when i've proven
one more time that i'm not going to fall
just show you all how high i can climb
do your damnedest
try your best
to talk me down there with the rest
my sky is clean
my head is clear
thoughts soar like kites
i love it here
because i like heights
hold on tight
feel your fear explode
so slow
moments are frozen though it has gone
much sooner than it seems
i'm not trying to leave here
just show you how all of your limits are lies
do your damnedest
try your best
to talk me down there with the rest
my sky is clean
my head is clear
thoughts soar like kites
i love it here
because i like heights
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6. |
day late dollar short
04:08
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day late
oh where have you been for so long
day late
the renegade face you wore faded away
its gone
gone
gone
you are caught out now
drunk and asleep at the end
you are caught out now
you're one day late
one dollar short
you reneged my friend
my friend
one day late
you turned away from any last resort
dollar short
you can't relate
you're too self absorbed
one day late
twisting me up with emotional torque
dollar short
it's a full slate
now it's checkmate
time to fall on your broken sword
too late
you're leaving the ending undone
too late
to confront how you lost your way and succumbed
still the drum
still the drum
one day late
you turned away from any last resort
dollar short
you can't relate
you're too self absorbed
one day late
twisting me up with emotional torque
dollar short
it's a full slate
now it's checkmate
time to fall on your broken sword
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7. |
lemmings
04:47
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is there anybody here who remembers yesterday
did you live though it
or duck your head
moving slowly to the centre of the flock
is there a reason you tremble
in seductive fear again
looking over your shoulder to forge another link
confusing torment with shattering the lock
confusing torment with shattering the lock
holding hands you will see one another clearly
just once
'cause forever allows time to forget
stepping out together
going over the edge
stepping out together
to the end
is there nobody that sees the atrocity's conceit
hearing echoes of anthems
fading into tears
the choking silence
in the comfort of the herd
doesn't anybody mourn curiosity's defeat
or ever notice
or even want to see
that following the judas goat is absurd
following the judas goat is absurd
holding hands you will see one another clearly
just once
'cause forever allows time to forget
stepping out together
going over the edge
stepping out together
to the end
can you show were you're going
without knowing where you've been to today
can you trust who you follow
sure that their rush won't mislead you astray
again
and again and again
holding hands you will see one another clearly
just once
'cause forever allows time to forget
stepping out together
going over the edge
stepping out together
to the end
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8. |
stone kept a rollin'
03:24
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the stone kept a rollin'
going on down the road
the stone kept a rollin'
knowing the road is his home
he'd rather keep on moving with the sun on his back
than stand in line for an obituary
he'll take the chance of losing every damn thing he has
but it don't feel like a gamble to me
it don't feel like a gamble to me
the stone kept a rollin'
going on down the road
the stone kept a rollin'
knowing the road is his home
he's travelling with the west wind
because that's where it blows
blown him into every city of this land
he's left behind beginnings
carries all he needs to know
along with a skull in his hand
along with a skull in his hand
the stone kept a rollin'
going on down the road
the stone kept a rollin'
knowing the road is his home
he's running with the rhythm
of the cotton and the bale
weaving freedom into hymns of rock and roll
he is the song behind the singer
he's the thunder in the rain
taking five from six and leaving his soul
taking five from six and leaving his soul
the stone kept a rollin'
going on down the road
the stone kept a rollin'
knowing the road is his home
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9. |
one chance to fly
03:13
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you're caught up in an avalanche
brought on by the storm
of consequence through circumstance
of chaos seeking form
suffering collisions as your past devours today
hurrying decisions as the chances slip away
you're carried by the quickening sands
shifting as you move through
life's dalliance to understand
you choose what you can prove
suffering collisions as your past devours today
hurrying decisions as the chances slip away
hold on tight
'cause if you're living it right
life's a white-knuckle ride
with one chance to fly
we've one chance to fly
up above the conscience plane
where freedom has a meaning
entanglements of thoughts exchange
cohesiveness for dreaming
that the journey is the architect of reason's prosecution
of fools overwhelmed by retrospect
cleansing floods of evolution
suffering collisions as your past devours today
hurrying decisions as the chances slip away
hold on tight
'cause if you're living it right
life's a white-knuckle ride
with one chance to fly
we've one chance to fly
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10. |
mr cheshire
04:15
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mr cheshire stayed a while to savour
every taste and teasing moment
in the company of those temporary strangers
those glorious invaders of the night gratefully seduced him
and are gracefully imbued with warmth
and wicked wisdom of his smile
mr cheshire duels 'til dawn
mr cheshire is never torn
twixt past or future faces
drawn to dusk's rich tapestry-hung halls
he crowns his lover queen of may
holds other's counterfeited claims
to honour whoever living lays across
the alter of his sheets again
unbreakable
simple belief in mr c is unshakable
the time defines him
mr c is unmistakable
to those who worship mr c is unfakable
his intimacies don't deceive
mr cheshire duels 'til dawn
mr cheshire is never torn
twixt past or future faces
drawn to dusk's rich tapestry-hung halls
he crowns his lover queen of may
holds other's counterfeited claims
to honour whoever living lays across
the alter of his sheets again
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11. |
beyond horizons
03:57
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and full measure will be taken
by every misfit and the loners
when their broken hope and schemes
lay like fallen stars dimming in the road
they're caught between ruts and rivulets
trodden down by heel and boot
into slurry of a future
where seeds sown by dreams take root
beyond horizons there's a wilderness
of choices being made
were we could love without agenda
and choose to never be afraid
when our efforts fade
forgotten
lost
as we lay buried in the sod
beyond horizons there'll be orchards
sprung up from the paths of change we trod
we are the dreamers we must be
the blasphemers who must teach our children
who must reach beyond horizons
to be free
we are the dreamers we must be
the blasphemers who must teach our children
who must reach beyond horizons
to be free
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Formed in Yorkshire, UK during the early nineties cowfisH have released 20 albums.
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