Hellery

by Poison Popcorn

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02:05
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03:17
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04:08
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02:52
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02:44
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02:43
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02:30
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02:41
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about

it started out raw. 3 years later and more technological facelifts than even the most unfortunate cyborg burns victim should ever reasonably consider, and finally it's ready for the kind of mass-consumption that can be enjoyed by only a few.

tirval scott - guitars, vox, studio faffing
gwyn davies - drums, theremin
gordon gibson - bass (tracks 1,2,3,4,8,9)
sven mcalpine - bass (tracks 5,6,10,11)

cover art - tirval scott, shona leask

credits

released 06 September 2012

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Track Name: Morning Has Broken Me
Morning has broken me... (repeat until afternoon)
Track Name: In The Drink
Hair in the drink
What do you think
About that?

Spit in the drink
Sick in the drink

Again and again

Dick in the drink
10 out of 10 my friend

(It's a cock out!)

Thrown out again
Thrown out again in style

Pinned up against the wall
Trousers around his ankles

Again and again

(It's a cock out!)

Thrown out again
Trousers around his ankles
Again
Track Name: Man In The Snow
There's a fickle smile on the man in the snow
He loves the snow but it's just so cold

(it's fucking cold)

One by one all his friends passed away
And playing in the snow was just a memory
One by one they're dying by degrees
The snow becomes the enemy

(it's cold)

There's a fickle smile on the man in the snow
He loves the snow but it's just so cold

He loves the snow
He loves the snow
He loves the snow
He loved the snow
Track Name: Red On Black
20 in the red 'cos I put it all on black
Got my credit card, gonna get it all back
Got myself a king and a queen and a couple of jacks
Now the table's turning, it's all coming back

(20 in the red cos I put it all on black)

20 in the red 'cos I put it all on black
Got an overdraft, gonna get it all back
Big win coming soon, I'm on track
But I've been playing for 28 hours and I'm sacked

(20 in the red)
Track Name: Daniels Pony
Running round in a copper field
It's the one-trick Daniels pony
Turning back again
It's the one-trick Daniels pony

Cloak and dagger
Smoke and mirrors
How did he come to be the alsoran?
Cloak and dagger
Breaking cover
Running around all day in a caravan

Chase the storm outside
Shake and shiver
Still full of piss and vinegar
Breaking 45
Down the motorway
Menagerie in the back of a caravan

Assistant by his side
Hump-buster cameltoe
Top hat props will take their breath away
Jettison jet-set days
No sand in the slipstream
Running around all day in a caravan
Track Name: Frogmarch
Falling up the ground
Like a broken metaphor
Crawling all around
You've seen this all before
Flailing all around
You make sense in semaphore

Broken lights hold only lost reflections
Satellite gold, candyfloss injections
Broken lights hold only lost reflections
Daily stick pins in square eyes

Falling up the ground
Like a broken metaphor
Falling all around
You've seen this all before (1000 times)
Flailing all around
You make sense in semaphore
Track Name: Milk Bath
There's no milk in the fridge
You're going in the bath
You've just come off the phone with your mother
There's paper everywhere
You can't find the documents
For some official cause or other

(have i come at a bad time?)

Your mother's in the fridge
There's no milk in the bath
Document's asleep in the cupboard
The phone's been going for hours
You haven't slept for days
We were going to do something or other
Track Name: Twatt
Gonna spread myself around
To cover more ground
Gonna spread myself around
Let it all seep in
Absorb the scenery

And if the sun it starts to shine
We'll say the travel's worth the time

Gonna spread myself around
To cover more ground
Gonna spread myself around
Let it all seep in
Absorb the clarity
Track Name: Can't
Signal break up down the phone
It's hard to hear you
Squat down hungry on your fourteenth whim

You can't argue
You can't speak
You can't think
You can't leave

Suspicion breaks what moral code
Was left when isolation
Sold the rights to bide your time

You can't argue
You can't speak
You can't think
You can't leave
Track Name: Bad Dog
It all became too much for Pavlov's dog
He lost the plot, he ran amok
He ripped up Schrodinger's cat box
(bad dog)

Denied Uncertainty
Schrodinger's cat was forced to act
Just like a real cat
And he attacked all the lab rats

The rats all ran for cover
The scientists couldn't tell
One from the other

(which one did we inject with anthrax?)