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Money Man
03:25
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You're in love with a money man
He's going to rip you off
You're in love with a money man
He's going to rip you up/off
You're in love with a money man
He's going to rip you apart
You're in love with a money man
He's going to rip you apart
Money man is the man, is the man with a plan
Money man is the man, is the man with a plan
Money man is the man, is the man with a plan
Money man is the man, is the man with a plan
You're in love with a money man
He's going to buy you for free
You're in love with a money man
I aint money so he don't like me
You're in love with a money man
He's going to take me apart
You're in love with a money man
He's going to steal your heart
Money man is the man, is the man with the plan
Money man is the man, is the man with the plan
Money man is the man, is the man with the plan
Money man is the man, is the man with the plan
Money talks...
Money talks...To you
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Anne
02:40
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Death will be the perfect match for you
I know it, Anne
Walking home in thunderstorms
Always upsets your plans
'Cause you've got picked up
For giving head in public parks
Counting coins
When from your groin emanated a spark
I'm so sorry
But your words were so off centre
Bending the light round your eyes
As you screamed to a halt
Now you are caught in your new denim shorts
Button conducting lightning bolts
Death will be the perfect match for you
I know it Anne
Always remember you lit up in lilac
Doing your homework scans
I'm so sorry
But your words were so off centre
Bending the light round your eyes
As you screamed to a halt
Now you are caught in your new denim shorts
Button conducting lightning bolts
Life was not the perfect match for you, Anne
A brief creature that denies you grief dies in your hands
I'm so sorry
But your words were so off centre
Bending the light round your eyes
As you screamed to a halt
Now you are caught in your new denim shorts
Button conducting lightning bolts
Death will be the perfect match for you
I know it, Anne
Walking home in thunderstorms
Always upsets your plans
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She Fits
02:09
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She Fits
She Fits
She Fits
She Fits
You haven't left my mind since yesterday
He's the Prince of Darkness
You're the Princess of Polygamy
I must have missed the cremation of your inside-voice
You've always made your own luck, eh?
She fits
She fits
She fits
Demonising monogomy
In the re-upholstered snug
I was looking through the crowd
You were looking pretty good
Squashed like a pallid bat
Under the wheels of your charisma's Buick
Sat there in the creamy light
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I Saw Her Cry
02:57
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I saw her cry on Castle St.
She looked divine in the stale concrete
How love is going?
Nobody knows
Was it worth showing up tonight just to know?
I saw her cry-aye-aye-aye-aye
I saw her cry-aye-aye-aye-aye
Oh I punctured the night so softly
Now I'm gone
And I need you to know
Angel, it'll be alright
Now love is dying
Down in the dark
You are speaking
All these stale remarks
You want someone else to be
Where there is he
Where he wants nobody else to be
I saw her cry-aye-aye-aye-aye
I saw her cry-aye-aye-aye-aye
Love is passing
He's mourning still
The killing stroke was when you had men inside
Now he's broken and you've broke out
Have you spoken truth or have you cast more doubt?
You got away and yet you torture when
You say to him you'll still "be the best of friends"
You'll be the best of friends
I saw him cry
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Temporal Parts
03:38
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Deborah, in skinny heels
I gave a bitter laugh at some poor boy's appeal
I was cruel and I was
In Ego's shoes
They walked me to you and made me do
What I wanted to do
Please forgive me
I was acting on my heart
I knew it was a mistake
Right from the very start
It was not me
For I have changed my temporal parts
Since then, I have changed temporal parts
Oh Denee, beneath the weeping tree
I spent all night froze in your preserving, salt-based tears
Your flesh was flabbergasting
Your dress distracted the zoo
Right there then I couldn't help myself
I had to chase after you
Please forgive me
I was acting on my heart
I knew it was a mistake
Right from the very start
It was not me
For I have changed my temporal parts
Since then, I have changed temporal parts
Temporal parts
Temporal parts
Temporal parts
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Not So Cleopatra Now
03:18
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You are silicone heels and elegant bow
Stretches white and goes
Spinning arrows at the pop charts
Have it your way, baby
Saw you in a bath of milk floating away
Into the palest haze
Now, Cleopatra
Not so Cleopatra now are you, my love?
Oh, Cleo spoiling
Stone/concrete pillars at your feet
Time is a big long snake
Two loves make a head of joy
Amounts peace peace peace
Preacher gasps
Oh Cleo oh, do you know
What I did wrong?
Can you sing your snake song?
No more Cleopatra
Not so Cleopatra are we?
Tusks of wine, grapes washed by
Lizards in the parlour
Oh, oh, oh Cleopatra
Oh, oh Cleopatra
Oh, oh Cleopatra
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Tape Hiss
03:04
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Are you the girl I see you still
See here in white
I am light as
Light as
Light as
Wind or air but
I hate your guts
I want to be
Put to bed
On the lightened wave
I will be your hair today
Tape hiss
It's some shock I'm
Locked to the top
You are stone you are
Stone too hot
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Burnt out beauticians below
I've got my boots on, I gotta go
But I'm trapped in the glass of indecision
Hotel bed and hollow eyes
Take the lift but I'd rather dive
Straight down to the car park below
Duty free trogladites
Shuffle out of bags
I'm not half as tolerant as I used to be
Twin Slurpus Giganticus
Slimes out of the newsagents
And presently I'm heading straight for
Terminal 23
And everybody here with me
Long, long time away
Now they're taking swabs of my saliva
I'm on the flight alright
But landing I'll be a death cult survivor
Sticking to a barren dream
Sexless-ly undressing, seeing Sabrina
Taking Polaroids in lilac rooms
Platyhelminth party girls
Skating around their glasses
Spurting Hollywood spaghetti
And the house wine
Now you've seen the other side
Come in for a real wild ride
Jelly's free and props are in the wardrobe
All I found were perpetual Christmases in there
When I said I had to go, you know she died me to a chair
Long, long time away
Sunny nights out there will imbibe you
Every single function, you'll now have to recite how
You fell in love with a death cult survivor
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Wisdom
02:40
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Good one, I want someone to make me feel
That slick, red tip shoot shoot
When you fill my time, baby
I'm a street-wise man and I wade
Through your eye-line
Until I finally decide why
Baby, must I wait for ever?
Until we get together for the easy ride?
Wisdom
Wisdom
I'm an aspirin lizard
I'm a cat-skin fizzer
I'm a bumblebee, here's the key
I got no business here
It's up to you (Leaf debris)
I am fuh fuh free
I am free to put your
Feet up on a Hercules
He aint got what you really need
Pull your seat out from his psychic reach
I aint preaching, babe, but he aint got what you need
'Cause what you need is
Wisdom
Wisdom
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Mangrove Monitor
04:16
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Oh, it's over
Disappeared and flown
Blue light biting in the corners of your eyes
Now your brain is gone
How much do you really really need your phone?
Cards on the table, really need your phone?
How much do you really really need your phone?
I'd prefer to be alone
Crawling on black leather
Like a mangrove monitor
Put you're not, babe, you're not
You're just stuck in a web
And do you know you're the prisoner?
I mean...
How much do you really really need your phone?
I mean, cards on the table really need your phone?
I don't believe that you're going to achieve
But you're so brain-dead from scrolling,
It's just stupid to me
How much do you really really need those shoes
I mean, cards on the table really need those shoes?
You're so puerile
You're so cracked
You're just like your mother,
Why don't you go back?
How much do you really really need yourself?
I mean cards on the table, really need yourself?
How much do you really really need yourself?
I mean cards on the table, really need yourself?
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Laurie Shaw Kenmare, Ireland
Laurie Shaw is a Wirral-born songwriter and producer. He now dwells in Ireland where he records from his mountain retreat. He often gigs in Cork, Dublin and the Merseyside area. He has released around 100 albums to date (all of which are available on request). ... more
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