I once met a soldier, who'd laid-down his gun, said he'd killed a man by mistake, for a crime he hadn't done. He had 'thou shalt not kill, tattooed on his eyes, said he'd worshiped false gods, and loved another man’s wife. He said, 'You live and die by the sword you know that's the rules, when you've been sent out to battle, but never went to school, And in his circle of one, it's hard to escape, if you’ve been building walls and not bridges, I hope it's not too late?
The leading lady is crying to her lover down the 'phone, she likes to go out drinking, on her own, the house lights go up, revealing, nobody’s there. There's a chorus of boos in the theatre of dreams, grown men are leaving, all been deceived, the soldier wakes up, says, you know what? I don’t care.
I once knew a doctor, nearly got struck-off, he'd been writing 'scripts for himself each day, one was never gonna be enough. But he had friends in high places included a judge, so his case got thrown out, but, there's no such thing, as a free lunch. So, the judge and his friends call him every day ‘cos they feel sick, you'll get no peace from the wicked, ‘cos they know every fucking trick, yeah, yeah, yeah.
The leading lady’s crying to her lover down the ‘phone, likes to go out dancing, on her own, the houselights go up, revealing nobody’s there and there’s a chorus of boos at the theatre of dreams, the faithful ate all leaving, grown men in tears, the soldier looks up, says, ‘You know what? I don’t care’
The judge fell in lust, with a girl, half his age, he met her buying silk ties, down on Petticoat Lane. She and her friends like to go out dancing on the town, but his friends didn’t really approve, and he still brought them all a ‘round’. It was hardly a meeting of minds, but she went like the clappers, so he got lost inside each day for a few minutes, to him, that's all that really mattered. He wrote her sick love-sick poems, sent her cheap flowers every day, until they found themselves plastered, all over the front page, yeah, yeah, yeah.
The leading lady is crying to her lover down the 'phone, likes to go out drinking, on her own, the house lights go up, revealing nobody cares .There's a chorus of boos in the theatre of dreams, the faithful all leaving, grown men in tears, the soldier looks up says you know what? We’ve won it six times, oh yeah.
Now there's a chorus of disapproval coming from the cheap seats, the critics are fuming, there's much gnashing of teeth, seems like the palace of wisdom has gone, they’ve shut-up shop and their forked tongues are wagging, you know why? They’re all on the ‘chop’. The leading lady runs off into the darkened streets, the soldier wakes up and says ah fuck it, I’m going back to sleep. My telephone don’t stop ringing cos all my friends are really sick, you get no peace from the wicked cos they know, every fucking trick yeah, yeah, yeah.
The leading lady is crying to her lover down the 'phone, likes to go out drinking, on her own, the house lights go up, revealing nobody cares .There's a chorus of boos in the theatre of dreams, the faithful all leaving, grown men in tears, the soldier looks up says you know what? I’ve seen it all before.
Yeah, the leading lady is crying to her lover down the 'phone, likes to go out drinking, on her own, the house lights go up, revealing nobody cares .There's a chorus of boos in the theatre of dreams, the faithful all leaving, they’ve all been deceived, the soldier looks up says you know what? I don’t care.
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“Dry and High, is a joyous, anthem-laden affair, that evokes Arcade Fires sweep; Blood Sweat and Tears’ horns and the finer moments of Primal Scream’s Screamadelica. 4 Stars Q Magazine....more
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Just find it so uplifting and really soundtracks my place in life at the moment. Strength of the songs was only magnified seeing them played live at Shiiine On Weekender in 2021. niggle66
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024