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The Big House
03:50
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Girl living inside a tent in the front room
Sleeping next to a lawnmower
And in what passes for the bathroom
There's a dog-eared Jonathan Safran Foer
In the big house, the wallpaper peels
To reveal what's beneath
It isn't pretty, no, but it's all we've got
In the big house
There's a place you can be free
In the big house
For only thirty pounds per week, well come on
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
At the big house tonight
He is lovely and he comfortably exudes
A dark fantastic passion
But he's banging on incessantly about
Trends in skater fashion
In the big house, the ceiling sags low
Distended with mould
It isn't pretty, no, but this is our lot
In the big house
There's a place you can be free
In the big house
For only thirty pounds per week
Well, in the big house
In the big house I found love
With asbestos in my lungs
Life's a ladder
Here's the bottom rung
We couldn't be expected, reasonably
To be in the market for property
It's so far out of reach for you and for me
And it always will be
So just dance with me
In the big house I found love
With asbestos in my lungs
Life's a ladder
Here's the bottom rung
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
Who will pay your taxi fare?
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Hand Through Hair
03:30
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Through a haze of Raw tobacco
I can see you sifting sensually
Through the folds of his Venetian hair
Come on, don't stare
Into a haze of incandescent phones and groaning bones
I will try to disappear
You're running your hand through his hair
I'm sat right here, but baby, you just don't care
As he shuts the door behind you
I try and I try, I just can't let it go
Let it go
What did I do?
How did I let love fall away?
Was it the irritating way I begged to stay?
Or that I put the whole thing down into a song?
So cruel and overlong
You're running your hand through his hair
I'm sat right here, but baby, you just don't care
As he lets the beads fall gently
I try and I try, I just can't let it go
I try and I try, I just can't let it go
You're running your hand through his hair
I'm sat right here, but baby, you just don't care
If you leave right now, I'll still be there
Behind the wheel, and darling, you're driving me to despair
As he slams the gates in my face
I know he'll kiss away your pain
I try and I try, I just can't let it go
I try and I try, I just can't let it go
I try and I try, I just can't let it go
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Disappointing Lover
04:15
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Oh how can I lose myself, oh how I try
To get lost upon your lips
Oh why do I have to psychoanalyse
Every movement of your hips
I'm getting off inside my uptight mind
And I am leaving you behind
Oh I really wish you hadn't gone uncorked the wine
'Cause that's why, oh baby, that's why
When you hear it out loud, it's terrible
When it's written on down, unbearable
You've been a disappointing lover
And you never can forget
Cautionary sounds are floating in on the wind
Ambulances in reverse
Could that be a gunshot ringing out in the dark?
Or something much, much, much worse?
I have died a little death, while you
While you have barely come to life
And it's been a long day baby, such a long, long day
And that's why, oh baby, that's why
When you hear it out loud, it's terrible
When it's written on down, unbearable
You've been a disappointing lover
And you never can forget
And you never can forget
And you never can forget
Of course, we both have other lovers
Whose bodies we both know of old
But when I'm with her, I am numb
No, not like you, with whom I'm molten to the core
But I'm barely in the door, when
When you hear it out loud, it's terrible
When it's written on down, unbearable
You've been a disappointing lover
And you never can forget
And you never can forget
And you never can forget
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I want to break down
I want to break down in your arms tonight
Things didn't turn out right
Things didn't turn out quite like they should've done
No, but they never do
I cannot even look at you
It's like I'm online, browsing Refinery29
You are a whole lookbook and your theme is
That flicker of recognition I need
Oh, it makes me want to cry
I want to break down
I want to break down in your arms tonight
How you kept your job at the BBC
Despite the latest wave of redundancies
I'll never know, no, I'll never know, oh no
I cannot even look at you
It's like I'm online, browsing Refinery29
You're looking at me weird, I can hear it
That flicker of recognition I need
God, it makes me want to cry
Oh I think it might be good for me to cry
Then after the roof party
My face slammed into septic sunlight
And I just had to bump into you
And you peered through a pair of Smooth Talkers
And said, "do I know you at all?
Do I know you at all?"
I cannot even look at you
It's like I'm online, browsing Refinery29
You're looking at me weird, I can feel it
That flicker of recognition I need
God, it makes me want to cry
Oh I think it might be good for me to cry
I want to break down
I want to break down in your arms tonight
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5. |
A.S.M.R.
03:47
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I don't crave any physical touch
Truth be told, I don't like it that much
All I need is a strong signal
And my AKG K550s
I'm not after somebody to love
Nor's my right hand in need of a glove
Everything I could want is right here
Nestled snugly between my ears
I'll sing along
My favourite song
A.S.M.R., A.S.M.R.
I don't really mean to give you a fright
So I'll keep myself to myself, out of sight
I don't crave any physical touch
Truth be told, I don't like it that much
All I need is a strong signal
And my AKG K550s
I'm not after somebody to love
Maybe I'll check into a hotel
Maybe I'll buy a book that she sells
Maybe I'll let her comb through my hair
I don't care just as long as she is there
I'll sing along
My favourite song
A.S.M.R., A.S.M.R.
It's 2017 so do what you like
Just as long as you roll into work right on time
OK, OK, OK
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to creep you out
I'm a well-adjusted person, really
Just like you, more or less
I don't stand stock-still in the middle of Morrisons for minutes on end
And my mouth doesn't gum up whenever the checkout girl asks if I'd like a bag
This is just a choice I make, and I'm an outlier
Because ultimately, isn't this the way we're all headed?
In thrall to some ideal image?
Or am I just spending too much time on Reddit again?
You be the judge
I don't crave any physical touch
Truth be told, I don't like it that much
All I need is a strong signal
And my AKG K550s
I'm not after somebody to love
Nor's my right hand in need of a glove
Everything I could want is right here
Everything I need to be a human being
A.S.M.R.
A.S.M.R.
A.S.M.R.
A.S.M.R.
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If you can't live without me
Why aren't you dead yet?
If you don't know by now
Let me buy you a paper
Let me read you the leader
It's just one girl's opinion, but I
I don't need you anymore
If you can't live without me
Why are you still here?
If you haven't come to terms with this by now
Let me scroll through my DMs
Let me play back my VMs
It's a foregone conclusion, that I
I don't need you anymore
It's hard to balance, here on this pedestal
And I fear the workmanship's poor
And I hope that some day
You'll see the error of your ways
And love someone as an equal
Not some under-funded sequel
To the self-obsessed original
I don't need you anymore
I don't need you anymore
I don't need you anymore
No
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7. |
Love Lurks
03:19
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Love lurks
Love lurks in cupboards and under stairs
And love lurks
In vomit-soaked closes
In frigidaires
Love lurks in the spaces between
And I really wish
And I really wish
And I really wish
And I really wish
That as I sleep so fitfully
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
That you would slip in next to me
With a cold neutrality
Love lurks between you and me
Love lurks in the meal you've cooked
Heavy on the thyme
And love lurks in that neon clock
Ticks incessant time
Love lurks in the spaces between
And I really wish
And I really wish
And I really wish
And I really wish
That as I sleep so fitfully
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
That you would slip in next to me
With a cold neutrality
Love lurks between you and me
And I really wish
And I really wish
And I really wish
And I really wish
That as I sleep so fitfully
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
Yes I really wish
That you would slip in next to me
With a cold neutrality
Love lurks in the shadows of this house
And in the space between us now
Love lurks between you and me
Love lurks
Love lurks in cupboards and under stairs
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A former classmate told me you'd been found
Somewhere out towards the edge of Perth
Newspapers ran the address
I hovered over it on Google Earth
Then cracked a pair of fried eggs
Putin was in Ukraine
Which morning radio was trying to explain
My feed was full of grief already
But what more could I say?
What tired platitude could I lay by your grave?
On the day after the funeral
I ate my breakfast as usual
And the cold sun will set just like it did yesterday
I used to think that you played gay
To put me off pursuing you in school
The Telegraph read primly
Said you'd been having "personal issues"
In grey text on a white screen
Like grey skin on a white sheet
What were you running from?
The man you quietly married?
Or the women you desired?
The god you served, he forged them all in the same fire
Could you not have realised this
And reconciled yourself before you took that bottle off the bathroom shelf?
On the day after the funeral
I ate my breakfast as usual
And the cold sun will set just like it did yesterday
I figured it out
I puzzled it out
Oh Sarah I know, I know how it sounds
But just hear me out
The soul it goes on
Long after we die
On some other plane
You are alive, somehow, some way
You have to be moving across the Hebrides
Are you in sight of Iona now?
And can you see the abbey now?
Do you dwell within the stonework now?
If I touched it, could I feel you now?
If I, if I
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9. |
SO STR8
04:12
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I'm caught in a trap
You won't walk out on me despite
All of my best efforts pushing you away
Dropped all my best hints
I borrowed Dykes To Watch Out For
And The Color Purple from the library
Oh hey hey hey
But still you turn up at my door
With a dogged and determined pretty face
What more must I do to make you quit this place?
Because you constantly refuse to take the bait
And you think things are so great
'Cause you're so straight
Yeah you're so straight
Where is your fire?
Where is the rage that I'd learned to
Accommodate and mollify with time?
Crying through the night
And I can't provoke you at all
To abandon me to who I need to be
Oh hey hey hey
But still you turn up at my door
With a dogged and determined pretty face
What more must I do to make you quit this place?
Oh no, sweetheart, I'd hate for you to fixate
But I just wish we had stayed mates
'Cause you're so straight
Yeah you're so straight
I can't leave you
I don't want to be the one to blame
Or feel the shame I shouldn't have to feel
At Catholic school they put the boot in
God above and head girl equally
You never did that to me
So don't start now
No, don't you start now
But still you turn up at my door
With a dogged and determined pretty face
What more must I do to make you quit this place?
Oh boy, quit your crying, you're not inadequate
I just can't look at you naked
'Cause you're so straight
Yeah you're so straight
Yeah you're so straight
Yeah you're so straight
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10. |
Planet Perfecto
07:55
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I heard people talk about it for weeks
Its name made it sound like some eight, unheard-of circle of hell
What vile tortures awaited me there, I thought
Eating a Galaxy Caramel and waiting for the train
I had to stand by myself for half an hour
Shivering in the October cold because everybody said "don't bring a jacket"
And with my chest puffed up pathetically I thought, "how come you never shiver?
How come you never shiver?"
I was terrified of the Round Room
Two hundred heads all bouncing in unison
Two hundred caps all peaking in ecstasy
Or at least they would be, two or three years from now
But in this moment we're all just potential
And every little thing seems so essential
So before we all go fucking mental
Let me tell you how I feel tonight
You and me on Planet Perfecto
I adore you more than life itself
But I just don't know what to do with this love
Other than bury it deep down inside
Deep down inside
It was my birthday in three days
And as I hung back in a daze
I saw you manifested in dry ice and gauze
You leaned in close and asked if I was ready for my present
And somewhere up there, JFK replied, "of course"
A kiss that feels like an eternity
Even though you're counting every second
How much longer to go 'til it's canonical?
Another thirteen and a half, I reckon
You and me on Planet Perfecto
I adore you more than life itself
But I just don't know what to do with this love
Other than bury it deep down inside
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