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The Living Mistakes
03:13
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In the middle of nowhere we make our home
In the middle of nowhere we like to roam
Away from the gaze of the media landscape
Brainwashing screens and sinister hand shakes
Cos this is the land of the living mistakes
And we don’t wanna have what it takes
You can take what it takes and give it to the fakes
Cos this is the land of the living mistakes
We don’t want your money, we don’t want your status
We wanna do things that stimulate us
We don’t want your useless consumer goods
We wanna stare at the clouds and walk in the woods
Your value systems mean nothing to us
We’d rather play records and read some books
Cos we like freaks and we like nerds
We like insects and we like birds
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The Breaking Point
03:42
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The man of the people is a fatberg of evil
The people he dupes are just junk food for his ego
Privilege brings immunity, he lies with impunity
Spreading his poison through a fractured community
Greenwashing
Gaslighting
Coercive control
I’ve had enough, you’ve had enough,
They’ve had enough, we’ve all had enough
The people are reaching the breaking point
The system is reaching the breaking point
Social media is reaching the breaking point
Healthcare is reaching the breaking point
Transport is reaching the breaking point
Resources are reaching the breaking point
The insects are reaching the breaking point
The birds are reaching the breaking point
The oceans are reaching the breaking point
The icecaps are reaching the breaking point
The climate is reaching the breaking point
The planet is reaching the breaking point
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Teri’s off her meds again, I said Teri’s off her meds
Sparks are flying round her brain because Teri’s off her meds
She’s got an idea for a children’s book
She gets ideas everywhere she looks
So many ideas that she gets confused
So many ideas that it’s hard to choose
Now she’s coming down with a mighty bump
She falls into a post-idea slump
The ups and downs can be mighty chore-some
But it’s better than medicated flatline boredom
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Dangerous Visions
04:24
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I’ve been having some dangerous visions
I’ve been making some strange decisions
I saw a heron fly over with my soul in its beak
I decided that my brain cells needed a tweak
I built a ladder to the stars out of doggy biscuits
A dangerous move but I decided to risk it
I built a machine to fly through time and space
But the people I met said I was a disgrace
No I don't like people and the trouble they’re bringing
I like the sounds of nature with the birds all singing
I’ve been having trouble sleeping at night
Head hits the pillow and it doesn’t feel right
I think about the future and the shape of things to come
I think of all the bad things that people have done
No I don't like people and the trouble they’re bringing
I like the sounds of nature with the birds all singing
Tremors of degradation in a dreamscape of consternation
Burning synapse stimulation, dark-winged mental murmuration
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More Time
04:12
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Time drips through my fingers like lube from an aging swinger
I like to pause and linger, to stare out of the window
Yes I know how to procrastinate, yes I know how to sit and wait
Well I’m alright for space, I just need more time, more time to waste
Yes I’m alright for space, I just need more time, more time to waste
I just need more time, more time to waste
Time for a laugh, time for some fun
Time to count your blessings if you still have some
Time to get going, time to make a move
Blow the fluff off the needle and stick it in the groove
History is just stuff that’s already happened
The future is a house of cards about to be flattened
Now is the time, not the future or past
If you’re six or you’re sixty, it’s time for a laugh
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Baby Boom
03:19
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The world’s in chaos, it’s going down the pan, but little Baby Boom is gonna do what she can
The system is crumbling but it’s not all doom and gloom
Gonna let that Baby Boom
The climate is changing but let’s not speak too soon
Gonna let that Baby Boom
Yeah Baby’s gonna boom, she’s gonna boom real good
She’s gonna gush a plume that’ll cover us in love
Stand back! Give her some room
Cos Baby’s gonna blow with a ten foot plume
Stand back! Give her some room
Cos Baby’s gonna boom, she’s gonna boom! boom! boom!
Yeah, the world’s in chaos, it’s going down the pan, but little Baby Boom is gonna do what she can
The hour is getting late, but she’ll be coming soon
Gonna let that Baby Boom
She doesn’t know the words, but she’ll be humming soon
Gonna let that Baby Boom
Yeah Baby’s gonna boom, she’s gonna boom real good
She’s gonna gush a plume that’ll cover us in love
Stand back! Give her some room
Cos Baby’s gonna blow with a ten foot plume
Stand back! Give her some room
Cos Baby’s gonna boom, she’s gonna boom! boom! boom!
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Dirty Sugar
04:13
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Sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar
Dirty sugar, dirty sugar, she’s a real good lover
I’ve filled my life with one thing and another
But I keep coming back to that dirty sugar
I’m doing my thing, I’m not trying to bug ya
I just want a taste of that dirty sugar
So many things in the world to discover
But nothing quite beats that dirty sugar
If your sugar’s not dirty, it’s not dirty sugar
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Well I’m lame, that’s why I’m tame
I’ve got a brain, but it’s in chains
I was hobbled, my mind was nobbled
But now it’s time for that to change
I’ve got a vision, I’ve got a voice
Now I’m itching to make a choice
You’re lame, that’s why you're tame
You let your brain get rearranged
You were a mess, under duress
But now it’s time for that to change
You've got a vision, you’ve got a voice
Now it’s time to make some noise
We’re lame, that’s why we’re tame
We’ve all got brains, but they’re in chains
We kept our troubles in little bubbles
But now it’s time for that to change
We’ve got a vision, we’ve got a voice
We have the means to make a choice
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Wild nights were our glory, we made the best mistakes we could
But we never learned our lesson cos even feeling bad felt good
Wild nights were our glory, they made us what we are today
We’d end up in a tangle but we wouldn’t have it any other way
We were looking for something but we never knew what it was
We had to keep searching cos we didn’t know how to stop
As you rush to make your own mistakes take heed of our story
Of misadventure and messy excess when wild nights were our glory
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You’re all Black Slipper now
Yes, you’re all Black Slipper now
You’ve got Black Slipper music coursing through your veins
You’ve got Black Slipper lyrics messing up your brains
Your whole way of thinking has been rearranged
Cos once you’ve been Slippered things are never the same
There’s no turning back once you’ve heard Black Slipper
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