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1. _ Smile
Tight faded male arse
Decadence and anarchy
He said, he smiled
Something to dance to
A certain style
Smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
Meat animals
Smiled
Smiled
Patchwork jacket from the top of his ears
Shaved
Relation with fellow age group, and opposite birds
Smiles
Wants anarchy
Smiled
The club nerve and poses
Physical awareness
Smiles
Take the chicken run, take the chicken run
To the toilet
In the above, designed from above club
Makes ginger
"go on, you can do it!"
Smile
Smiles
Wants anarchy
Smiled
Is the fungus damp in the cellar?
Positive g.b.h.
Smiles
With his friends, ask for cigarettes
Smiles
Sparks off
Repeal gun laws in my brain
Sparks off
Give us a gun if i got one
Damn!
Grin
Damn
Grin
Up up up up up up up up up up
Smile!
Smiled!
Would ask for a lager in the town of auschwitz
Smiles
Desires travel
Well fed in a welfare way
Smiles
Smiled
Smiles
Lousy celebrity makes joke record
Lick-spittle southerner
Waiting for next holiday by gas miser
Smiles
Smiles
Positive g.b.h.!
Roar, encore, special vexation process
Tight faded male arse, decadence and anarchy he said
He smiles, smile? smiled
Well fed in roman nero way like the way you imagined
In the roman and nero kodak films ..........
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2. _ Eat Y'self Fitter
I'm in the furniture trade
Got a new job today
But stick the cretin
On the number-three lathe
Went down the town
To a hm club
The sign had a cross
Through a couple well-dressed
They looked at my coat
They looked at my hair
An easy rider coot
Grabbed the edge of my coat
Said: 'you're too smart for here'
I said: 'i'll see the manager'
He was the manager
Eat y'self fitter
Up the stairs mister
Eat y'self fitter
Analytics have got
My type worked out
Analytics on me
The poison render
I grope about
And when i go out
My mind splits
My eyes doth hurt
The musical chairs
Have been swallowed up
By a cuddly group
Who land and rub off
Hoping that
Whatever it is
Will land and drop off
I met a hero of mine
I shook his hand
Got trapped in the door
Felt a fool, i tell ya
Charmed to meet ya
Eat y'self fitter
Up the stairs mister
Eat y'self fitter
Became a recluse
And bought a computer
Set it up in the home
Elusive big one
On the screen
Saw the holy ghost, i swear
On the screen
Where's the cursor?
Where's the eraser?
Where's the cursor?
Where's the eraser?
G-o-h-o-h-o-9-o
G-o-h-o-h-o-9-o
G-o-h-o-h-o-9-o
H-o-9-o-g-o-h-o
What's a computer?
Eat y'self fitter
What's a computer?
Eat y'self fitter
The kevin ayers scene
South of france
Plush velvet
Aback! aback!
Aback! aback!
Levis fridays
Greek holidays
Barratt heritance x 3
Mit-dem! x3
Don't wanna be a mit-dem! x4
Pick the fleas mister
Eat y'self fitter
Eat y'self fitter?
Eat y'self fitter
Who tells you what
To tape on your vid. chip
How do you know the progs you miss
Are worse than those you single out?
And what'll you do when the rental's up?
And your bottom rack is full of vids
Of programs you will nay look at
The way they act is, oh, sheer delight
Cardboard copyright
Make it right
Panic in sudan
Panic in wardour
Panic in granadaland
Panic all over
By the wretched timesheeters
Of my delight
One starry night
The powers that be will have to meet
And have no choice but to...
Eat each other
Eat y'self fitter
Eat each other?
Eat y'self fitter
(eat y'self fitter)
Portly and with good grace
The secret straight-back ogre entered
His brain aflame
With all the dreams
It had conjured x4
Mit-dem
Don't wanna be a mid-dem x4
The centimeter square
Eat y'self fitter
Said it purged fear
Eat y'self fitter
(eat y'self fitter)
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3. _ Hotel Bloedel
And it's painless
Sitting in subterranea
Ancient reference
To mesopotamia
And it's quiet again
Hidden fragments, surface now
Repetitious history
One more time for the record
2013 philippsburg confederate graves
Are uncovered, throwing new light on
This 19th century conflict, sparking a repeat
These southern spectres were disease ridden, dusty, organic
And psychic
Rebellious mistakes
Occur again
Everything moving
In a circular fashion
Our words return in patterns
Our minds, encapsulating time
Gregoror, satiated walking thru' capitol
Stumbles on two thousand dead thai monks in ss uniforms
Then fled to hotel bloedel, outside nuremberg
A long way south, to a reasonable smell of death
And it's quiet again
Hidden figments, surface now
Repetitious history
One more time for the record
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4. _ Garden
The first god: had in his garden, from the back, looked like
A household pet--but when it was twirled 'round was revealed to
Be a 3 legged black grey hog; see what flows from his mushy pen
That person is films on t.v. 5 years back at least
He's the "young generation" tying to perform country and western
Do a dance here
Small small location
Garden garden
Never since birth not eaten in a day
Never since courtship stayed up some nights
He had the 'kingdom of evil' book under a german history book--
He was contrived like that-- see what flows! from his mushy pen
Garden garden
Sodomized by presumption
(...... his ferry stopped at 'pool port. revealed to be spolit
Slate with largesse resource.
Wild bill hick, shaves and charts at last, made the second god
Sad -- he's coming up.)
Godzone godzone jacob's ladder
The best firms advertise the least
The second god, lives by fountains that flowed, by the blue shiny
Lit
Roads. had forgot, what others still try to grasp.
He knew the evil of the 'phone, the bells stopped on sunday when
He rose.
Shotgun! shotgun! shotgun!
Perdition.
He's here. i saw him i swear on the thingy floor:
Up on the brown baize lift shaft he's here! he's here at last!
Jew on a motorbike
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5. _ Tempo House
A serious man
In need of a definitive job
He had drunk too much
Mandrake anthrax
Pro-rae, pro-rae
Oloron
Tormented tots
With burton weeping
His idiot contacts
Pro-rae, pro-rae
Put your claim into tempo house
Go round there to tempo house
Go round and have a grouse
Put your claim into tempo house
Roll the chubby round jowls
Roll the chubby round jowls
And burton's weeping
His chairs are weeping
God damn the pedantic welsh
Pro-rae, pro-rae
Put your claim into tempo house
Go round there to tempo house
Go there and have a grouse
Put your claim into tempo house
I'd sing "solitaire" for the b.e.f.
But who wants to be with them, anyway?
Snow on easter sunday
Jesus christ in reverse
I tell ya, the dutch are weeping
In four languages at least
Oloron
Pro-rae
And burton is weeping
Put your claim into tempo house
Put your claim into tempo house
Go round and have a grouse
Put your claim into tempo house
Illness, pollution, should be encouraged and let loose
Then maybe some would have a genuine grouse
Spring right out of the fetters
Right away from 63 market place
Tempo house address
Pro-rae, pro-rae
Oloron
Winston churchill had a speech imp-p-p-pediment
And look what he did
He razed half of london
And the dutch are weeping
Lusted after french paintings
Pro-rae, pro-rae
Put your claim into tempo house
Go round there and have a grouse
Go round, have a grouse
Put your claim into tempo house
Pro-rae
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6. _ I Feel Voxish
A pillbox crisp
Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer
A pillbox crisp, that french git
The spikes he left in the bathroom
And i never heard from him again
Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer
But it made me hungry
For victuals could not raise nor buy
I feel voxish, stack-heeled hari krish
Those disgusting [vegan new/youth punks]
Caught my life mould, give me silenced lectures
Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer
But it made me hungry
For victuals could not raise nor buy
I've been sharpening a knife in the bathroom
On a brick i got from the garden
No one will fuck with me again
Offer, offer, it was not an unreasonable offer
But it made me hungry
For victuals could not raise nor buy
Feel vox crisp
And voxish
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7. _ Neighbourhood Of Infinity
Man whose head:
A - knew about politburo facade behind 'kicker'
C - who stole cafe's collection box
B - who applied cut-up technique literally to himself
E - who wore a red scarf to remind him of his fiancee
G - and visitor esoteric japanese says analyser. mr alastair touched off the tragedy.
Taped voice, barely audible: 'you can tell by the way [...]
H - there's a claque that makes use of lancastrian patronisation of vice.
Their rep jim davidson.
The love of paris infects the civil service.
Lichen on the...n
I used to have this thing about link wray
I used to play him every saturday
God bless saturday
God bless saturday
We are the fall
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