1. |
Hitler in High Heels
02:42
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Hitler in high heels,
cracked black and savage,
weapons on the outside
something like a hedgehog.
Do you need their love?
Ache for satin comforts?
Await a princely kiss
to shatter your spines?
Your face is so ugly;
is that why you whip?
Is it beauty you hate and attack?
Men or women?
Men or women?
Men or women?
Men or women?
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2. |
Teenage Dreams
03:42
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See that girl over there
No not that one, the quiet one
Have you seen her before?
Do you know her?
Tell me everything about her.
Tell me everything you know.
Will she be here the same time next week?
Will she be here again
or is she one of those teenage dreams?
Is she one of those dreams
I will hold
in the cold
when I'm old?
Know that girl, she's gone now,
do you know where she lives?
Do you know what her name was?
Has she got a best friend?
Tell me everything about her.
Tell me everything you know.
Will she be here the same time next week?
Will I see her again
or is she one of those teenage dreams?
Is she one of those dreams
I will hold
in the cold
when I'm old?
And will I wonder what ever might-have-been
If I'd ran out of the door
and stopped her outside, in the dark;
outside, in the dark,
where she went.
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3. |
Eyes of Pity
04:38
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When you look at me
I can only see
your eyes of pity.
I am full of love,
I am full of need,
but you reject me;
and yet you're more damaged than I.
All you have is beauty.
See how sympathetic I am?
I look at you with my empathetic eyes,
and all I see is beauty,
yet you still reject me.
When your beauty dies
the world will look at you
with eyes of pity,
but I won't do that,
I don't think,
because I'll love you;
and I feel that I'll remember you for the next twenty years
and it will cause me sorrow.
See how romantic I am?
I look at you with my desperate intelligent eyes
but all I see is pity:
your pity.
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4. |
Be My Jesus
01:50
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I want your body
I want your blood
I can't forget you
in your savage dress
I want your sweat
in my desert mind
my body aches for your salt
do you for mine?
Be my Jesus
Say the word
Give me a sign
The silent glances
from your snowy eyes
I sense that you need
my desperation
My concrete bedroom
is a dead sea
to your tangled hair I pray
I am lost and lonely
Be my Jesus
Say the word
Heal me
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5. |
Passive Aggressive
02:49
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Seems you want to be my friend
but secretly hate me
Won't you come and tell me to my face?
Seems you want someone to care
for you but you're selfish
You don't deserve me!
You don't deserve me!
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive
Always saying little things
designed to upset me
Telling everybody you're the best
Then you tell me I'm your friend
I'm more like your play-thing
Give it a rest!
Give it a rest!
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive
Don't be sad or sorry,
it's too late to pretend
people don't change
the dishonest keep lying:
we'll never be friends!
We never were friends!
The only time you're nice to me
is when you want something;
you think I haven't noticed how you live?
Give and take, give and take, that's how it should be
you're always the take!
I'm always the give!
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive
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6. |
Boring Ceefax Lift Music
02:40
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Boring Ceefax lift music
smashing me in the head
Human art is dead
in a world made by machine
Boring Ceefax lift music
rotting away my brain
lazing on a Sunday bed
is no life for a human being
I'm not a lift!
I'm not an airport!
I'm not on hold!
I'm not stoned!
I can't sleep at night
I can't eat a bite
'Cause the thing I love
Don't treat me right
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7. |
Confidence in Kindness
03:14
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Stay inside
Got to hide
from the tranny granny neo-nazi wacky-backy blackies
and the hashtag black-ops cranks
the bitcoin revolution yanks
the anti-vaccers bovva-booters
scrolling on their soul computers
It's a scary world, there's always
someone out to get you
Philosophy, hasn't been this
life-or-death since Socrates
The foolish used to rant to friends
but now they join the mob
and the politicians side with them
democracy is popularity
Got to get your
prayers on track
now the Spanish Inquisition's back and you are on the rack
prodding you with witty pokers
a planet full of Batman Jokers
twisting your unwoken mindless
crude philosophy of kindness
It's a scary world, there's always
someone out to beat ya.
What doesn't kill you sometimes
makes you weaker, Nietzsche.
the fatty catty robo-bitches
burn the books now not the witches
there's nothing left to do
quaff some hemlock with your brew
duck and cover
but be a lover
have confidence in the kindness of the world
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The misery's hard to take,
keeps creeping up on me.
Every good choice feels like a mistake,
my head is like lead and my ribs are a rake,
every little shiver feels like an earthquake;
the misery's hard to take.
Whale!
White whale!
Heart I stab at thee!
You'll not get the better of God or me!
Death to you and my misery!
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9. |
Out of Date
03:31
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Strange
how things change,
for me it's still the past
still the old days - remember those?
Strange
how those days feel right,
nobody knows now, do they?
These young people with their young clothes.
Out of date.
We're out of date - did you know that?
You and I
are out of date.
Strange
How right and wrong change - don't you think?
Remember when dark was light?
Remember when good was bad?
How today feels so sad.
Out of date.
We're out of date - did you know that?
You and I
are out of date.
But we still have each other
and as we change
we will caress the past together
and our grave will trap the zeitgeist,
be eternal, like Mary Shelley's,
and we will last
forever.
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10. |
Back When It All Began
03:59
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Black rain, struggling dandelions.
Yellow neon lights blink
like our bedroom
used to
back when it all began,
when the plastic was wood.
Back when the news was good.
We held hands and we ran
in the trees, your red skirt
my blue van of young rust.
How young and pretty we are
I got a lithium powered car
I stole some money from the jar
Let's go and blow it!
Today's coffee
tastes of teflon dust
but your smile
is still soft
like it was
when it all began.
Back when it all began.
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11. |
Always in the Morning
04:29
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It always takes a moment
when I wake up
to remember you're not here.
Our garden says hello again
its looking overgrown.
I've not touched it all year.
It's always in the morning when I miss you.
It's always when the bedroom curtains glow.
It's always when the birds sing words
of summertime and daisies.
It's when my icy cornflakes tell me I'm alone
that I wave a magic wand
and wish you back in our home.
Our evening friends remember all the goodness.
The stars remind me we not alone.
I've bought your favourite thing for tea
but I'll cook it for myself,
and when I click the nightlight, see your x's on the phone,
I'll close my eyes and see you
back in our home.
It always takes a moment
when I wake up
to remember you're not here.
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12. |
The Ones We Love
05:12
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The ones we love
We leave behind
By not giving enough
By not showing enough
To their fading light
The red glow
Our hope
Of something else and more
When there is nothing else and more
We are what we were given
Only that
We are the ones we love
That we leave behind
We are nothing
Without them
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Mark Sheeky Crewe, UK
Mark Sheeky is a surrealist artist from the North of England. His music began as synth, game influenced, music then experimental classical piano and art rock/art pop, and surrealist rock music.
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