Lyrics

The Lindle Roads Lyrics

1.The Riddle

She know's it, its just a riddle

i wish i had some new saving words to say
its not enough to say it will be ok x2

and you just need to something to do
something to do, something to do
something you wanted

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2.Crazy Cor tina

Crazy Cor tina sits with her hands in the night
watching and waiting, waiting to see what is right

she stands "Crazy" I do not hide
Crazy Cor tina
its not a question of reliance
Crazy Cor tina

its not a question of reliance
Crazy Cor tina

its not a question of compliance

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3.Bassman 2

I saw the sound as a ladder, buried beneath a ladies cadaver
in sides and spiders split the rider, in rates and weights, whose the decider ?

You seize the siege with fancy favours
Foot fault the party raiders

It means nothing at al but oh it costs a lot
it means nothing at all but oh it costs a lo, believe it or not...

She shoulders arms and stands and shimmers
for undisclosed friends who hide in rivers
she came to the game late
And left with everything

it means nothing but oh it costs a lot
like saying something drunken believe it or not.


its means nothing but oh it costs a lot
like saying something drunken believe it or not

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4.Bassman 22

You know its risky, sitting there with the ancients in your hands
You know its risky, sitting there with the ancients in your hands
you know its history that you fear when your sitting in the stands
you know its risky. sitting there with history in your hands

You know its risky, sitting there with the ancients in your hands
You know its risky, sitting there with the ancients in your hands
the district sweeper, whispering into the light refuse of dawn
the district sweeper, whispering into the light refuse of dawn

hold onto those hotel eyes having a big surprise,

who could tell her, you could tell her, i could her why

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5.Java now

You come around and wait, it's not so likely now,
we talk salt beef stories, like grazing in the hedge
you come around and wait, you seize the ship that sails

you love salt beef
use the, the ship with flags

You come around and wait, it's not so likely now,
we talk salt beef stories, walking for hours and hours
we need another drink, sprawled out with liquor ?
grazing upon the hedge like i don't want to fall

You come around and wait, it's not so likely now
we talk salt beef stories, like grazing in the hedge
you come around and wait, the coffee's on the boil
it's not so likely now, we talk for hours and hours
we want another drink,like some old basking shark
we talk salt beef stories, like grazing in the hedge
that left handed liar, touched up his own photo
you seize the ship with flags and skirting board arrangs

You come around and wait, it's not so likely now,
we talk salt beef stories...

you know that when we're out, that all your lines are scything
you come around and wait and all the people go in hiding

you come around and wait , you know the coffee's always boiling
you come around and wait , you know the coffee's always boiling

we want java now
we want java now

we talk for hours and hours

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7.Instruction

You know it's just a prison what am i suppose to do at all ?
You're sitting out beneath the astroturf reef and say
"You won't believe it, I'm just a running all the way"

So I'll look for you on slanted roofs and in hillside cafes
but,
I can't know lying even for that perfect idea
.....
You know it's just a prison what am i suppose to do at all ?

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8.Strategy Jane

She was a strategy jane...

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9.The Lindle Roads

Well no one can take that time when i had you
but i what do we all clutch onto now
So stretch out oh Caesar with your simple style
no one can take that time but oh its been a while

The Lindle Roads,
where no one goes
and no one speaks
and no one dreams

At the roadside, there are wrecks
whose content is littered for all to see
but i carry on in the dim grey light
and hope one day for some relief

The Lindle Roads,
where no one goes
and no one speaks
and no one dreams

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The Blue Chints Lyrics

1.Tune In And Listen
Tune in and listen
whisky listen
bolster listen
houseboat listen
coat bag listen
sachelight listen
rudeless listen
solid stand listen

Broadcasted thoughts like some collected memories
sinking to the surface to shout and jut out
to make a pretty sense
all sleek and metallic
all brandy and tune
And its all that anyone remembers
the time after
the time after
And you ?
this time after
locked in a present
all sleek and metallic
all brandy and tune.

dirty-stink listen
dirty-sink listen
cumbersome listen
whisky listen
singular listen
succulent listen
circle listen
tangible listen
since we're listening
beef steak listen
stout little listen
taut little listen
tune in and listen
don't you listen ?
mounted umbrella
grease paper listen

Broadcasted thoughts like some collected memories
sinking to the surface to shout and jut out
to make a pretty sense
all sleek and metallic
all brandy and tune
And its all that anyone remembers
the time after
the time after
And you ?
this time after
locked in a present
all sleek and metallic
all brandy and tune.

what if it was
what if it was all true ?

come on

Broadcasted thoughts like some collected memories
sinking to the surface to shout and jut out
to make a pretty sense
all sleek and metallic
all brandy and tune
And its all that anyone remembers
the time after
the time after
And you ?
this time after
locked in a present
all sleek and metallic
all brandy and tune.

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2. Shifting Left

Your shifting left, your shifting right
Your going everywhere but on my window

you sort and shadow, you change and char
Your screwing back into the corner pocket

The pale gallup, the snow it thaws
the open engine with the open lighter

Your shifting left, your shifting right
Your going everywhere but on my window

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3. Erupt
hey na na na na na na ah

stop crawling

every word you say
whilst wiling away
is wearing me away
is wearing me away

The dust carts running...

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5.Bewlive in
I love the things you love,
I love the things you want me to believe in

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Coming Up In The Can Lyrics


1. Save This Beast

This is the winter of everything
your sitting lying awake
this is a sterile little lion go
wrapped around the way

save the beast and everything
save the beast
and
i don't understand

This is the winter of everything
your sitting lying awake
this is a sterile little lion cub
wrapped around the way

save the beast and everything
save the beast
and
i don't understand

this is the winter of everything,
trapped inside the night
this is the science fiction silence,
that comes around at night

save the beast and everything,
lying back and i don't understand
save the beast and everything
save the beast and I don't understand

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2. The Lolly Pulse

What are the numbers?
what have we got ?

ask another question
ask it a different way

who knows how i'll feel in a year ?
who knows how i'll feel in a film ?
who cares ?

This is the Lolly Pulse
This is the Lolly Pulse
Something that you do
A romantic view

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3. Jungun

Is it plugged in ?
said the chat show host to his ghost
its just you and me
sitting In this hall that feels small
and there's things that should be said before there read
I didn't stop
I didn't stop

maybe its just me, maybe i'm make believe

I didn't stop on the drive home
she was alone
I wasn't seen
I wasn't seen

and the heat and the heat and the heat is crouching down to here.
and the heat and the heat and the heat is crouching down.

maybe its just me, maybe i'm make believe
made of glass and cables and creams and things like that
not flesh and guts and grief and things like that

barbara walters can you hear me ?

Is it plugged in ?
said the chat show host to his ghost
Its just you and me
sitting In this hall that feels small

maybe its just me, maybe i'm make believe
made of glass and cables and creams and things like that
not flesh and guts and grief and things like that

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4. Throw it to The Breeze

Wind down the window and throw it to breeze
Wind down the window and throw it to breeze

you don't want this, you don't want this
you don't want this, you don't want this

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5. Pops

The blood curled above his head
twitching and wrought,
A doctor was sent

The streets were silent,
it was well after dark

The doc took some salt
a rag and a knife
He reached in, pinched deep to the bone
Under the oil lamp light, he cut the bullet out with his hands

And all that could be heard
was the chatter of the halls

kids peer round banisters
women cup their ears to the walls

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6. Jungun 2

Take a bow my friend you've won again
its time to pack the overnight bag and head for the sticks
A wash bag and some slacks,
crete paper, scissors, we can make hats
2006 has all but gone, fuck it ! if i did it wrong

I'm just a writer who doesn't know your name
directing traffic with a fancy cane
snapshots and an iris, this will all end in violence

excavating with a silent spade,
a young man drinking more than i get paid
I'll send you an atlas....

New jobs and coats
houses and boats in the marina
when you talk to me i'm still the practical dreamer
but in a way aren't we all
its just a perfect way not to feel so small

I'm just a writer who doesn't know your name
directing traffic with a fancy cane
snapshots and an iris, this will all end in violence

excavating with a silent spade,
a young man drinking more than i get paid
I'll send you an atlas,
its the only thing i know how to do

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8. Mita Update

Just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last nozzle

Just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last nozzle

Can you see ?
Can you see ?
Can you see the cartoon apples in his hand ?

Just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last nozzle

Can you see ?
Can you see ?
Can you see the cartoon apples in his hand ?

The man with the tennis elbow dropping punnets of pleasure out of windows in blankets

Folding fountains, trashing dresses,
Folding fountains, trashing dresses

Just one last beer
Just one last beer
just one last beer
just one last nozzle

we're shitting all the time but that's another story

lay down on the floor and see the world, see the world like you want it to be

the ashtray's reeking of last nights cigarettes

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9. Slope

Well I don't know what this means
and I don't even care

but I'll keep following this stream
until this day be fair

and you can follow me
or you can go on your own
just as long as you understand
that I don't know what this means

but I'll keep following this stream
until this day be fair

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10. Wes

Well wes is a film director
with eyes in the back of his heels
seeing the world in a family idea
like the last spent at school

stop frame, Start frame
stop frame, stop frame

Its Wes

Eyes like jumble sale gold
hair like a frayed rope
the same men in a different cast
each with their own joke

if you stare, if you stare,
if you stare at your hands and they suddenly seem so small

remember that this is a long voyage
and there's no time to lock yourself behind the bathroom door

stop frame, Start frame
stop frame, stop frame

plays within books, within plays within books within plays on stage in films

Its Wes

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12. Sampson 6

Like a writer, writing the future into being by his own means
I designed you and I made you
Cutting cloth, sketching ideas based upon the way that I see the world
and I designed you and I made you

But will anyone
take my ideas as their own
wear them on their back just for show
oh I do not know

And will anyone trust that the future is,
what I see
based upon a trend started by my friends and me

People say I look good but the doubt is all in the way I feel
so I design you and I make you
I can reflect a side of me I can't speak when I talk
when I design you and I make you

Like a writer, writing the future into being by his own means
I designed you and I made you
Cutting cloth, sketching ideas based upon the way that I see the world
but I designed you, when I made you

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Executive Timber Lyrics

1. LEGIONS

Notches and watches,
Etchings upon a stave,
Climbing down stairwells
Dredging through waves

To capture in digital the sprit that was lost
Upon grounds of fortune in times of frost

Legions come fearing and they
Beyond the gates and gables
Legions come fearing and they

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2. Hoons under the fuselage

Pipe down at the back inside
Pipe down at the back inside

Hoons under the fuselage

A butterfly mind, it’s the new excitement
It’s the prairie dawn as we hunt outside

Hoons under the fuselage
Hoons under the fuselage
Hoons under the Fuselage, no matter what you say

It’s like the time when we were given wine, halfway towards the border
An a advancing day, clearing mines, we couldn’t take another order
And the farmer was so pleased he lets us drink, “to the end of disorder”

Opal matters

Hey, what could you say?
I really don’t know
Hey, What would you chase/say?
I really don’t know

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3. Rye Road

Rye road
That’s where the feet were traveling

Rye road, “driver why have we stopped.”

He embezzled his youth, trying to stay cool and even the silence of her eyelids as they fondled in the dark, won’t break that fool.

“I know something about me that nobody knows, and nobody knows cause I kept it to myself, myself, myself to know,”

while at the back, the ballroom I was trickling, keeping up talk waiting in line for the house to be rickety

Trapeze artist, appease artist, slazeese artist, it don’t seem real

He missed the toast shaking his drip (over the bathroom) floor, where’s the handle, randle shack, flan scandal, dirty scrub land theatres I can never find the door,
How he could do all those things, it just don’t seem real, wait up wait up it’s just so hyped, it’s lost all its zeal.

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4. Built To Laszt

A chipped tooth in a darkened room, nerves/roots show as they try a grin, Oh what’s to say?
A topless riddle and a selfish brood, standing still, looking down its just the way
Its not pre-planned it’s just the way they feel, drooling chops and a wide eye grin,
I saw it there
Why don’t you laugh?
You’re painted naked in the afternoon in the garden in a sediment bath, no one speaks
Shelter amongst (the sauteed charm of) the aching limb as you wipe the sweat away from the blood stained cheeks
I saw it there
Why don’t you laugh?
Hang a bull graft,
We’re built to laszt,
A hostile circus with an informant priest run down streets of pesto with blood stained cheeks
Through this motion blur someone shouts, “all this is built to last, so why don’t you laugh?”

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5. Gang Mentals

It doesn’t really matter if you don’t care
It doesn’t really matter its just because your there
I’ll try to make you like me because you don’t care
it’s in sequential this (whole) woven affair.

And this is what I say
Lady you’re just a tease
Your friends with all my enemies
Dry eyes in the fountain are
A mask of your disease to me

It doesn’t really matter if you don’t care
It doesn’t clearly matter its just because your there
I’ll try to make you like me because you don’t care
It’s in sequential this (whole) woven affair

And this is what I say
Lady you’re just a tease
Your friends with all my enemies
Dry eyes in the fountain are
A mask of your disease to me

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6. I Saw You Running

I saw you running and you’re running away and I know
You drop it like a surface of a mirror and go
I saw running, running not to give it all but go.
She shifts to concentrate through the eyes of her nose
I saw you running and your running away and I know,
You’re not coming to give it all, but go

She drops it on the surface of mirror as she goes
Because I am running but not running away to go

She shifts to concentrate through the eyes of her nose
I saw you running and your running away and I know,
You’re not coming to give it all, but go

I saw you running and you’re running away and I know

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7. 38 Orders

38 orders, each one from the front
38 orders and the trickle was a flood

And
I wanted to believe you’re dancing
And
I wanted to believe you’re dancing

38 orders, each one from the front
38 orders and the trickle was a flood

Such is a harlot that scavenges behind the drapes
And
Such is the blind man who blends his own beliefs

And
I wanted to believe you’re laughing
And
I wanted to pretend you’re listening

38 orders, each one from the front
38 orders and the trickle was a flood

It’s no good rubbing noses,
When you smell the scent of blood
And
It’s no use mimicking,
Reporting on the gargoyled loss

38 orders, each one from the front
38 orders and the trickle was a flood

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8. Ron’s lost His Mind

Ron’s lost his mind, its time to entertain the people
He’s starts mime, he dances good but he left

One shoe behind,
A hat, a bag,

“Toot la blamonge”

He starts to mine, his hair is wet but

I don’t why it is
But there are times when I wish
That I could be
Just that free

Ron’s lost mind
I don’t know where he’ll lead us next

(Sachet, sachet)

Taller than before lying next to the speaker like a corpse upon floor,
But It won’t last soon there’s a flicker

And we’ll be in for more.

(The gee gee’s)

A shimmy, a natter and some cheek,
International house of cards indestructibly weak.

I don’t why it is
But there are times when I wish
That I could be
Just that free

Ron’s last mind
Oh, where will we all end up next?

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9. Idols
(Everyday Glam)

I can’t understand the way the lines they come right off
I DON’T ASSUME ANY THING THE WAY YOU DO

With cartoon eyes and a salty tongue

I saw the way you stand with idols in your hands
And everyday you’re snarling, smarting
Laughing,
At the distance

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10. The Brain

Don’t even make my side
Don’t even make my side
Don’t even mail my lies
Don’t even make my side

Evicted by a shed
A cloud burst over her head

I grow the brain you want to,
Throw it towards a risky dusk

Fuss, cusp,

Pass it towards the molten crust

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11. CLANG FLANS:


Of all the things that went free, the marginal councillor couldn't breathe, the chiropractor waived his fee and just in time. For us to see/
To hear him speak

Of silky, surly and sometime traits, folding out to one who shakes a paper form or a moldy tape, the councilor vows no restraint to

The ladle like sands and drawn on hands, the foreign maps with their wasted plans like camping in the southern sands. -Pitch it right up is the plan

Actors, Singers and government snakes, with cheese on sticks on party plates and party bags filled with cake, a statement miscued the big mistake

I want to see, see what kind of spies you got
Wrapped up in and wrapped around the plot
The distance is a signal shouting right around the clock

I want to see, see what fever makes this plea
Wrapped up in and wrapped around this grazed need
The distance is a signal shown in the future on a split screen

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Bill Core, Oil Floor
Lyrics

Class
Class
everyone pay attention
i'd like to begin the lesson

Class
everyone face the blackboard
I haven't got all morning

You there ! stop running down the hall

Class
take out all your pencils
take out your erasers
and please put on your blazers


don't forget your stencils

rub it out, rub it out
rub it out, rub it out

I'll keep you in if you don't
I'll keep you in if you don't
tidy up in time

Words by Bill Roberts, Yellotone and Buddy Peace

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Live At The Potters Wheel
Lyrics

1. Boxing Day Sauce
Grease A Two Pint Pudding Basin ..........

Words by Bill Roberts

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7. Lent

I don't remember much of previous lents but this particular one was so vivid, no one would wear their heart on their sleeves in this place. Restlessness wearied Jack as he caught the fast train south, a new day, a new spring. Bright sunlight, running in the spring morning as an infant. Proper actions sewn on the label by childhood lectures tussled with what Jack felt now. Trying to catch the ever fading memories Jack wished to leave the control lumbered upon him by the guidance of his parents, believe this do that.

Jack had not yet realised the power he possessed, coughing he made his way across town. He tried to put this from his mind now as he concentrated on the immediate future. Samuel had been his only friend apart from his sister, now lonelyness moaned across the harbour they were bound to reach but from different angles and various lengths.

That night in the motel brings livly talk and hope for the future for their cause, they may be radicals to the outside world but but they know they will always be treated as such if they challange any preconceptions or current ways of thinking.

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14. Like A Boob In The Wind

And into a pillow, a young shoulder.He dropped cold and could be satisfied only by a boy. They found that they were uncertain by a mushroom - made them nervous. Jack couldn't say walking the picket line was less tiring now a conflict had aroused. The parties he went to were a lost cause. Any sweetheart contract was a thick roll, envying his bag of groceries. Did the resentment, like tossed out confetti, Decorate their signs around a gardener ?

Because of various failures, Jack was in the company of bollock-length running shorts. In the Brooklyn plant silence rang around as he thought of newly painted signs, so obviously decorated by auburn hair. Trinkets was his only hips, trying to come back the 14th steeple. With this in mind he mounted. And the Lips ? They too were around his hips. Legs around a rasping shaft Eyes fixed on her legs, wrapped around his funnel. Rubbing her hand, he became a hulk of black fur, sweating roddy. And from there she could read his red-spangled g-string. And austrailia would never be the same again. In the morning, he sighed and had forgotten the tenth truth.

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Lent and Like A Boob In The Wind are selections from the book, Stereo written by Bill Roberts and Simon Harding (1997/98)