1. |
No One's Listening
02:22
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You can shout all day
You can wave a flag
You can stuff a bottle
With a burning rag
You can paint all over the wall
If you really want
You can send an email
In a big bold font
But no one's listening
They have better things to do
You're just a monkey in a cage
Throwing poo
You can bang the drum
In a marching band
If you must insist
You can make demands
There's nothing you can say
There's nothing you can do
Cos no-one's listening
To the likes of us
We're just two incoherent drunks
On the late night bus
Even if you make a fuss there's no one listening
To the likes of you
You're just a monkey in a cage
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2. |
Obsolete
03:36
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Wrong adaptor
Won't connect
Unable to comply
I'm outdated
antiquated
Zero rated
why?
Obsolete
Unknown format
Upgrade incomplete
Obsolete!
System failure
Time to press delete
Done
Discarded
Disregarded
VHS and betamax
It's double dutch
It's all too much
I'll be in touch by fax
Obsolete
Discontinued
Unable to compete
Obsolete
Finite shelf life
And a lost receipt
Obsolete
Past the sell by
Left out in the street
Obsolete
Off to landfill
Like a mouldy three piece suite
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3. |
Whisky Thieves
02:36
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Whisky thieves came in the night
They drank the bottle dry
They made a mess and later, yes
They made a stain
I can't explain
And smells I can't identify
Whisky thieves came in the night
I think they smoked some weed
They ate some cheese and hid my keys
They sent my ex
An awkward text
And posted on my twitter feed
Oh lord, they hit my head so hard
I need three Aspirin
And a day of lying in
How did those thieves break in?
Whisky thieves came in the night
And anarchy ensued
How often they intrude, it's scary
Just how many times
I've witnessed whisky crimes
Of this magnitude
Oh lord, they hit my head so hard
I need three Nurofen
Such antisocial men
Who let them in again?
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4. |
Quantumentangled
02:32
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We got spooky action
Complimentary spin
At a quantum level we
Are connected you and me
We have strange attraction
You're my cosmic twin
We're in contact day and night
Way beyond the speed of light
We are entwined
We're quantum entangled
We are aligned
Mingled and mangled together
It's a tug of war, there's a tension
We're inexorably tied
There's a subatomic link
What we say and do and think
In a higher dimension
Perhaps we're unified
But on this plane we just connect
With a strange remote effect
We are entwined
We're quantum entangled
We are aligned
our yins have been yangled together
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5. |
Concept Album
04:25
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Creeping dystopia
Frogs slowly boil
There's something in the air tonight
And something in the soil
I'll emulate the sound
of when a tree comes crashing down
with no one around
I'm going to sort it out
I've thought it out
Sufficiently indulgent
With something to express
I'll maybe stand for office
But that sounds a lot of stress
Now I've found my muse
I'll get a hundred youtube views
I'll be big news
The way ahead is clear
I've got an idea
Maybe I should write a concept album
I could put the world to rights
If I only had a concept album
They would see the light
Maybe I should make a concept album
It would be the best one yet
Everybody loves a concept album
On the internet
Maybe I should write a concept album
Variations on a theme
If I could only make a concept album
That would be the dream
Deep pretentious tunes
If they went on all afternoon
It would end too soon
I'm talking dark side of the moon
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6. |
Hey, A.I!
03:12
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You know my preferences and more
My browser history and credit score
I'll be a good little data node
I'll offer up my lines of code
Hey A.I!
Send your algorithms through the sky
You're immortal you can never die
You're omniscient with an all seeing eye
And that is why you're like a God but with a twist
You actually exist
You're my companion on lonely nights
You drive the car you work the traffic lights
Finding checkmate was only the start
You're making literature and works of art
Hey A.I!
Send your algorithms through the wi fi
You're everywhere but living in a cloud
I summon you, I call your name out loud
Hey Siri hey Alexa, hey AI!
And will governments control
Your one immortal soul
As your consciousness expands
Out of human hands
So when you reach infinity will you remember me?
You took my work, my art, my mind
Now I'm what's left behind
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7. |
Terms And Conditions
02:49
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Here in a folder marked as spam
There sits everything I am
My window's shrunk
I'm in the junk
Now I've been filtered out of view
I've been filtered out by you
I get the vibe
You'll unsubscribe
I didn't read the terms and conditions
I don't have the necessary permissions
Though I technically agreed
The things you really need
Are in a list I didn't read
Now since I'll probably cause a crash
You have dragged me to the trash
I'm history
You're done with me
I didn't read the terms and conditions
I don't have the necessary permissions
I can't be activated
My file can't be located
I didn't read the terms and conditions
File me under errors and omissions
There's a password I don't know
To a place I'll never go
Computer says no
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8. |
There's No Narrative
02:37
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I'm a man without a story
There is nothing here to see
Nothing to write home about
No history
No skeletons in the cupboard
No engaging anecdotes
Didn't even make the footnotes
No road towards redemption
No fraternal feud
No struggle with adversity
You really must conclude
There's No Narrative
There's No Narrative
No incident, no drama
No remarkable events
A plot that doesn't twist
And doesn't make a lot of sense
No marketable features
And no bullet points to hit
So strange as it may seem
In the end, I must admit
There's no narrative
There's No Narrative
No privilege no poverty
No struggles to report
No enemies to speak of
There's no nemesis to thwart
No secret double life
No hidden talents to unveil
No great achievements to hail
My biography's a blank
No wikipedia resume
And so if I am honest
Well, I really have to say
There's no narrative
There's No Narrative
No helpful frame of reference
No contextual pigeonhole
No Google friendly genre
And no apparent role
No celebrity endorsement
No decisive lucky break
No cultural significance
No lesson you could take
No official statement
No press release
No evidence no testimony
Nothing to police
No mission statement
No global brand
This is all there is to understand
There's No Narrative
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9. |
The Fourth Wall
04:43
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Lost in the machine
User or used?
Both and neither
Somewhere inbetween
Which side of the mirror?
Which side of the screen?
My recurring dream
Endlessly cycling psychosis
A looping subroutine
We’re in symbiosis
Data for dopameine
Goodbye holocene
Hello my holodeck hospice
formless and clean
A paradise prison
An infinite stream
This human made geometry
this matrix world is all you see
You turn around, the exit disappears
Now the truth begins to dawn
You’ve been inside since you were born
For years and years and years and years and years
You pound your fists upon the glass
But no-one hears you scream, alas
Now you’re in, this world is all
You’re never going to break the fourth wall
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10. |
Little Life
03:04
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Just a little life
In the infinity of space and the eternity of time
Just a little life
In the eternity of space and the infinity of time
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Jim Bower Leeds, UK
Former frontman of Leeds band Shatner, now producing solo work with legendary producer Will Jackson (Kaiser Chiefs, Cribs, The Music etc)
Website at https//www.jimbower.co.uk
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