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Interview: Talent
01:17
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Drerty (Acid Drops)
03:48
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Wah wah wah wah
You exist so you must be of upmost interest
But I will terrify you as your local therapist
Shut that mouth now, shut that mouth now
Now I insist that you invent a cutthroat company
Then I prescribe you take a knife and stab that fat baby
Shut that door now, not done with you
Shut that mouth now, you son of fools
I'm so repulsive, I don't like it, I'm so repulsive, why can't I have it?
But I'm significant ''Oh that's nothing new''
But I'm legitimate ''You're a son of fools''
I'm so repulsive
Wah wah wah wah
Now humour me and let them squeal or see what they invent
You cannot adjust enough to make the man repent
Shut that door now your time is up
Shut that mouth now, you filthy fuck, we live in love
I'm so impulsive, I don't like it, I'm so repulsive, why can't I have it?
Cause I'm magnificent ''Oh that's nothing new''
And I'm indiscriminate ''Well that's good for you''
I'm so repulsive, I don't like it, I'm so repulsive, why can't I have it?
Cause I'm magnificent ''Oh that's nothing new''
Cause I'm magnificent ''Well that's good for you''
I'm so repulsive
Bring out the acid drops, show us your babies scars
I don't want no conversation, listen to the clock
You won't be a victim here if no one gives a fuck
Lalalalalalalalala
I'm impulsive, I don't like it, I'm so repulsive, why can't I have it?
Cause I'm magnificent ''Oh that's nothing new''
And I'm indiscriminate ''Well that's good for you''
But I'm legitimate ''Well that's good for you''
I'm so repulsive ''Well that's good for you''
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Fifty-Move Fools
04:00
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I don't give the game away
Because you're afraid of what I'll say
And no one dares to challenge me
No, I don't give the game away
Fifty-move fools, I make the rules
Push until I'm pulled their ego falls
I won the century, I'm champion
I make the rules
You're gonna make a film about me
And cut all the mediocrities
I don't hold my tongue for now one
The fight spill out before too long
The fight spills out
I've got my hands around your neck and nation
And you evictors make me more violent
You know I'm only right
A knight on the side will never abide
So you can keep your mother county
Because I don't want no family
Fifty-move fools, I make the rules
Push until I'm pulled their ego falls
I won the century, I'm champion
I make the rules
It's solely me and the weak against humanity
Under the lights where you try to discolour me
Throwing the shade in my face so I can't breathe
Fifty-move fools, I make the rules
Push until I'm pulled their ego falls
I won the century, I'm champion
I make the rules
You know I'm only right
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5. |
Interview: Belief
01:08
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6. |
Never to Heaven
02:39
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So, who's the man who made ya?
And who's a man of his word?
Yes, you're a loyal player
But you're nothing but work
So, am I never to heaven?
Am I running out of time?
Well now that you can live without me
You're gonna bury me tonight
Now take that number off your shirt
And let me back onto the curb
And you won't thank me when you learn
The fall is fair when you go first
It's a pit or a pact, a pillow attack, a shitty fight
It's a militant kiss, a hit or a miss, I'm so fucking fried
My little rub-down lover, there will always be another
You're the cormorant scum
Well I can tell you in procession
And you know I never lie
Well now that you can live without me
You're gonna bury me tonight
Now take that number off your shirt
And let me back onto the curb
And you won't thank me when you learn
The fall is fair when you go first
Now take that number off your shirt
And let me back onto the curb
And you won't thank me when you learn
Let me back into my church, my church, my church, my church
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7. |
Interview: Criticism
00:44
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8. |
Priest to Pardon
03:55
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You want the conversation?
We're gonna make that bitch choke
You want the slip admission?
You know that's not the word I chose
You want the power preaching?
We got your camera's and your god
You want the priest to pardon?
You might just fall into his arms
You might just fall into his arms
Lalalalala
We gonna let that bird sing
But you know that not be the game I'm in
Not be the game I'm in
Now stand up straight to push the flag and try and take care of your lawn
Just take care of your lawn, take care of your lawn, take care of your lawn
Lalalalala
You take the liberty and take em back and keep the dream right, hey!
Say I'm a humble hand of humble means that won't stand by your side, hey!
That won't stand by ya
That's wants to buy ya
Just trying to make the dream right
Just trying to make the dream right
We gonna let that bird sing
But you know that not be the game I'm in
Not be the game I'm in
We gonna let that bird sing
But you know that not be the game I'm in
Not be the game I'm in
Not be the game I'm in
Just trying to make the dream right
Just trying to make the dream right
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Interview: Average
00:29
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10. |
Insects
03:44
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Written by Altered Images
Insects, see them crawling in their thousands
Insects, scheming, looking for you
Insects, now you're involved, watch the insects
Cause they are there, everywhere, they're insects
Scheming, looking for you
But when you're down, they're not around
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11. |
Interview: Loneliness
00:53
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12. |
Sunspots
03:07
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Written by Julian Cope
Sunspots changing glare, walking around with my very best friend
I've got a love song in my head, strolling around with my very best friend
I look back but I don't see, walking around with my very best friend
She looks good, fine to me, I'm in love with my very best friend
Eeeeeeoo
It goes away
Sunspots changing gear, driving around with my very best friend
I've got a love song, in my head, holding on to my very best friend
We look back but I can't see, moving on to my very best friend
She looks good, fine to me, I'm in love with my very best friend
Eeeeeeoo
It goes away
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13. |
Interview: Why
02:03
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14. |
White Piano In San Diego
06:31
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And there we have it my little babies
Maybe you'll ask if it's all been worth it
Or maybe you'll ask the desk clerk if there's a better room available
File your thoughts away and hope no one ever discovers what you're really thinking
Or there's always that door that needs fixing
Scream until your vision turns purple
Or catch your breath and say something next time because this is your stop
Stand there and listen as the words wash through you
Or smile politely and whisper "You bore me"
Hell, maybe the bell doesn't apply to you
Or does the sight of filing people wrap you like a warm blanket?
Or maybe, just maybe, there's the love of your life exiting from the church
Oh look! Here's mom and dad arriving in that brand new car they've been looking forward to getting
And it's practically theirs in a few years time anyway
And it's not the right colour no, you're right
But they got a deal on it and it's perfect, for the time being anyway
And it's the right area, just the right area for the kids, but yes, it's out the way
But we have each other and that's enough
Were you really studying your reflection in the window?
Or were you watching the fence dry with your hand on your hip
And a cup of coffee to your lips that you're not really drinking as you mouth the words to the theme tune of that show that makes you wish you still shared a room?
But as you turn away, remember three things;
One. There is only you
Two. There is only you
Three. There is only you
And failing that maybe you'll buy that white piano in San Diego after all
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Fassine London, UK
Fassine are a London trio who made a name for themselves with their icy, cinematic take on electronic music for ‘Dialectik' - a debut album that saw them gain praise & support from the likes of Spin, Q Magazine, Clash, The Independent, The 405, The Guardian, Giles Peterson, BBC 6 Music & more. ... more
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