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He’s in a jam,
He’s hanging from a hand,
Twenty storeys above land.
He’s in a jam,
An ordinary man – tries to be a clever fellow,
But no-one knows,
They only see the clothes - boater hat and face so mellow,
He’s in a jam and there will be a plan,
But, for now, he’s gonna bellow!
On his way – just a bit delayed,
Harold Lloyd, Hooray for Harold Lloyd,
A pair of glasses and a smile.
He’s in a jam,
He’s carrying the can – sort of a reluctant hero,
And down below,
The city, on it goes – and of him they notice zero,
He’s in a jam but not an also-ran,
Spots a handy open window.
On his way – save a ‘hip hooray’
What’s his name?
Harold Lloyd,
Harold Lloyd,
Harold Lloyd, Hooray for Harold Lloyd,
A pair of glasses and a smile.
Harold Lloyd, Hooray for Harold Lloyd,
A pair of glasses and a smile.
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Tongue Tied [2022 Remix]
03:40
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Weirdo in the hole – suffering away
Squinting at it all; pallid but OK
Never say, never see, do not understand
Doesn’t need a hand
Human and evolved – got a better plan.
Right down to the wire
Killed by friendly fire
Tongue tied all the way.
Caught the undertow – being washed away
Manly but a mole; whimpering “Hooray”
Levitates in his seat, Army of Molemen
Waiting close at hand
Button that will call them all up to land.
Such a choochy face
Waiting in his place
Tongue tied all the way.
Right down to the wire
Killed by friendly fire
Tongue tied all the way.
Right down to the wire
Killed by friendly fire
Tongue tied all the way.
Right down to the wire
Killed by friendly fire
Tongue tied all the way.
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Nails growing all the time
Veins showing thin and fine
Skin waxen - once alive
Eyes staring out glassy bright
Little Pascuala
Bitten by a spider on her happiest day
Put into the window as a bridal display
Pascuala
How did they preserve her in that worrying way?
Showing off the dresses in a zombie array
Magician came from France
Each evening, made her dance
Woke the waif - took her out
Pascualita - dead throughout
Little Pascuala
From the 1930s all the way to today
Showing off the chiffon with a certain cachet
Pascuala
Something of a legend down Chihuaha way
More than just a mannequin or so people say
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Quit it
Quit what you’re doing
We don’t need that bullshit any more
With trouble brewing
Just stop it
Don’t let it happen
When the future’s falling from our arms
Just don’t allow them
There are monsters waiting at the door
Impatiently
There are forces that we can’t control
Driving us crazy
So
Stop
Stop it
Stop it now
Won’t you stop it now?
Quit it
Quit what you're doing
You're causing yourself some awful harm
Sitting there stewing
So cut it
Don’t take it lightly
Poisoning all that you might become
Doing it nightly
We all thumb our noses at the wolf
complacently
On our hands and knees and in the dirt
Eating it daily
So
Stop
Stop it
Stop it now
Won’t you stop it now?
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Sun beating on the high domes, high domes
Ultraviolet searing, sky smokes.
Heather inside all shady and she won’t go, won’t go
Heather inside all shady and she says ‘no’, she says ‘no’.
Come out Heather!
Come out Heather!
Drums booming as the sky flares, hips move.
Outside so many dancing, they groove.
Heather inside all shady and her back turns, back turns.
Heather inside all shady as the world burns,
as the world burns.
Come out Heather!
Come out Heather!
Come out Heather!
Come out Heather!
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Becalmed, not going anywhere
Pitch dark, the black an inky secret
Heaven up above but really hard to see a star
And the water lapping at the fringes.
Becalmed, the strings are trembling
Sweetheart, through the wall, breathing deeply
Trying to convince the cat to want to settle down
At the foot end and to let the silence swallow me up.
Find a way, please today
So I can have my say
Becalmed in the dark.
Becalmed, the sheets are wandering
The arm, so still that it must be dead
Millions of words to choose from but I can find none
In here, out there and waiting is a small forever.
Becalmed, the sails are fluttering
The stars are trying hard to twinkle
Searching in the bilge and pulling out a telescope
Well it might help or it might just make me search forever.
Find a way, please today
So I can have my say
Becalmed in the dark.
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They're wainting in the woods - just outside
They've got such winning smiles
Their Axes twinkle in the moonlight
Such longing in their eyes
They've come such a long way to be here
They've done it just for you
Open up the door and let the monsters in
Please don't tease them
Don't make them wait too long to join you in the warm
They just want you
To hold you in their arms so make them feel at home
The people who last lived in your house
They opened up the door
The monsters felt such sheer gratitude they disembowled them all
Now the old tenants want to return to check out your decor
So bid them welcome
They've knives and sticks and swords they want to give to you
And when they are through, you'll feel so vey calm and join their happy clan
Open up the door and let the monsters in
Open up the door and let the monsters in
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Microbes ain’t what they used to be
They’ve started breaking free
from all our modern medical marvels
Microbes - there was a remedy
To kill ‘em all, you see
But they are getting over it - oh no!
They’ve got DNA that changes every day
And makes them so much stronger now!
We are mini life-forms
Please don’t stomp on us
We are mini life-forms
We don’t want to die
Microbes mutating every day
They just won’t go away
They’re getting used to all of our potions
Microbes reprogrammed to survive
To multiply and thrive
and antibiotics cannot stop them
We are mini life-forms
You can’t conquer us
We are mini life-forms
Please don’t stomp on us
We are mini-lifeforms
Changing to survive
vivimos en su gato (we live in your cat)
en la boca y el ano (in his mouth and anus)
entramos en el humano (we enter the human)
cuando bebe de los grifos (when he drinks from the faucets)
cuando bebe de los grifos
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And I know it's a long long road
And I know it's so straight
And I know that the lines below seem to ebb and flow
And I say to you - take a little microsleep
Take a little microsleep
And I know that you feel so old
And I know who to blame
And I say to you - take a little microsleep
Take a little microsleep
You're going to sleep
Once you've got the sleep you never wanna let it go
Once you've got the sleep you never wanna let it go
Once it's nice and deep you're gonna let your body slow
In your mind you are in control
In your mind your eyes aren't shut
In your mind you can see the lights of the other cars
And I see that you like a little microsleep
On the road you have lost control
On the road it's too late
And I see that you like a little microsleep
You're going to sleep
Once you've got the sleep you never wanna let it go
Once you've got the sleep you never wanna let it go
Once it's nice and deep you're gonna let your body slow
Once you've gone to sleep you're never ever gonna know
Now you've gone to sleep you're really gonna let it go
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You can’t see them
They’re too small
We’re trying to find if some of them exist at all
Close to zero
Close to zero
Close to zero
You can’t see them, they’re too small
But we know that they are so supersymmetrical
So supersymmetrical
Super super super supercollider
Super super super supercollider
Supercollider
Supercollider
We will shoot them
Round the ring
Beams of protons speeding up and colliding
Find the bosons
Find the bosons
Find the bosons
We will shoot them round the ring
And they will tell us so much when they are colliding
so much when they’re colliding
uper super super supercollider
Super super super supercollider
Supercollider
Supercollider
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11. |
The Devil Is Coming Back
04:16
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And yes, the dark is going to rise
And there won’t be no open eyes any more
The lark will fall down from the skies
And rivulets of rusty rain will downpour
On his way
I say
On his way
The soil will flash electric eyes
The skies surmise it can’t be held any more
And boys and girls will be the wise
And all will see but not perceive the hidden claw
On his way
I say
On his way
You’ve got a lot of nerve, laughing at my words
Scorning all the pamphlets bundled in my haversack
I read it in the stars, tealeaves and the telly
All of them they tell me the Devil is Icumen back
And all the people will deny
They will not see at all the signs any more
And then too late what a surprise
They’ll see his face and spend their days in his maw
On his way
I say
On his way
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Steve Chenlz Brighton, UK
I'm Steve Chenlz. I write songs and record them.
I make music to please myself. I enjoy
the whole process of composition and recording and am learning more about production as I get older.
I share my music here just for the sake of sharing. No pretence or high ideals. If you choose to listen then thank you!
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