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Ferryman
04:37
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Intro and outro lyrics borrowed from "Little Big Adventure 2" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y1ARbPHqyvI
Ferryman if you please
won't you take me across those raging seas
for a few gems, I will take your boat
I cannot swim I cannot float
The blood under the champagne stains
of your mothers wicked tact
caused a car crash in your soul
which you are never getting back
so you run to another city
follow naive nomadic trends
but i wouldn't trust that blowjob
to make you better friends
when your head is full of shit
because the streets are paved with shit
and the bill boards on the buildings, guess what
they are full of shit
your future distopia it's already here
mixed amongst the hopes and dreams of thousand of years
but that doesn't do you much good dear
when your down on your knees
doing your best to impress that fuckface
with how well you can please him
But who am I to judge
what am I to say
as if my strength runs any deeper
as if i don't want to get laid
Who am I to judge
what am I to say
there's a raft across the river
and the boatman must be paid.
Ferryman if you please,
won't you take me across those raging seas
for a few gems I will take your boat
I cannot swim I cannot float.
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2. |
Nature
02:44
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She looks healthy, she looks well
but inside she's hiding
all of our private hells
there's a virus in her eyes
sweet toxins in her smile
guaranteed to kill every living thing
within a thousand miles
That's how she'll make her point
that's how she'll make you understand
you can't hold your child aloft
while blood running down your hands
it'd slip right to the floor
smash to pieces on the ground
she'll bring you all your primal fears
fuck you up against a wall
So who do you think you are
'Cause you better look again
don't you know nature has no allegiance
no nature has no friends
I don't think nature loves me
I don't think nature can
She's ambivalent to woman
Non-committal to man
I'd rather burn my winning hand
Than play along with you
and all your selfish ways
when life is such a convoluted power hungry game
that the only way to win is not to play
and it's been said before and it will be said again
it's in a thousand music scores
it's in the shadows of your friends
so when your feet have melted off
and we have lost our opposable thumbs
when our children are born still born
and the fighting is not fun oh she'll be there
We've dug our own gravel
and we've spread it far and wide
now it's coming round the corner
come to scratch your shiny side
and when we are dancing and vomiting blood
oh she'll be rocking back and forth
head held back laughing
she'll be laughing
ha ha ha!
she will be laughing
while we're dancing in the flames
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3. |
Scrumpy Twats
03:11
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I've drunk too much and I've lost my shoes
my mind feels fucked and my hands are bruised
but don't you worry just leave me here
and someone will be along soon
and I'll bet they'll have tons of beer
and be more cool than you
they'll be more cool than you
'Cause I don't need your love
I just want to be alone
oh but can I hold your hand?
'cause it's a long way home
and I can barely stand
and I don't want to be alone
Can I hold your hand?
You don't need to leave me any of your love
Just leave behind a drop inside the cider jug
Don't you worry just leave me here
and someone will be along soon
and I'll bet they'll have tons of beer
and be more cool than you
they'll be more cool than you
But I don't need your love
I just need your help
oh someone who'll hold back my hair
whilst I am being sick
and someone who can hold me up
someone who knows where I live
and can drag my carcass up the stairs
and leave me water by my bed
Someone who'll hold my hand
You don't need to leave me any of your love
Just leave behind a drop inside the cider jug
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4. |
Silver Dagger
04:15
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Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand, a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride.
All men are false, says my mother
They'll tell you wicked, loving lies
The very next evening, they'll court another
Leave you alone to pine and sigh.
My daddy is a handsome devil
He's got a chain five miles long
And on every link a heart does dangle
Of another maid he's loved and wronged.
Go court another tender maiden
And hope that she will be your bride
For I've been warned and I've decided
To lie alone all of my life.
Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand, a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride.
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5. |
Woods
03:00
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My intentions are not good
there's whiskey in my back back
lets get a little further in these woods
lets go to far for us to back track
because I don't want to know your mother
you don't want to know my friends
but I think we both agree on how we want this night to end
wrapped up inside out each other
upon the forest floor
you tie your tights around your eyes
and we get down on all fours
There is nothing wrong with this picture
please feel free to re-adjust your mind set
And if I had my time again
I'd still be doing this
because your so fucking beautiful
it makes me feel sick
Just look into those eyes
and I defy you to do otherwise
and I know, if you look into your heart of hearts
look into your heart of hearts you'll see there are no other paths
I love every single synaptic
connection that you make
I love every single atom
that I find inside your flesh
and I watch another dust mote
landing gently on your eye lash
and I watch you pull your pants up
shake the dead leaves from your overcoat
and then you smile at me
and I smile right back
because I love you in this moment
though will I still in a fortnight
There is nothing wrong with this picture
please feel free to re-adjust your mind set
If I had my time again
I'd still be doing this
because your so fucking beautiful
it makes me feel sick
Just look into those eyes
and I defy you to do otherwise
and I know, if you look into your heart of hearts
look into your heart of hearts you'll see there are no other paths
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Vaginapocalypse England, UK
Vaginapocalypse perform their own original folk-punk with close harmonies and caustic rapid fire lyrics. Two fingers to the mainstream and a warm hug from the rural underground.
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