1. |
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The Sound of Falling Down
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You don’t understand me
That’s why you’ve already categorised me
As a junky
How very dare ye
So I’m falling down
Talk of the town
Going for the triple crown
Sticking to the Velcro underground
How very dare ye
Talk of the town
Sticking to the Velcro underground
That tekno smack
Takes me back to a better place
With less of the human race
An inner peace
A space
Where I live
Astound me
Mrs Brown stops the hounds that are chasing me
And helps the escapee
To a special place
An inner peace
A space
Where I live
How very dare ye
Talk of the town
Sticking to the Velcro underground
Where I live
You and me
Were never meant to be
You live in reality
Breakfast, dinner and tea
I live in surreality
Especially made for me
On a special plane
That keeps me sane
And free of pain
Again and again and again
I’m falling down
Falling down
Fading out
And slowing down
Making crazy sounds
Going round and round and round
Going for the triple crown
The man about town
With the nervous breakdown
Hanging round with Mrs Brown
The sound of falling down
Talk of the town
Sticking to the Velcro underground
Where I live
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2. |
Green Haired Monster
05:00
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Green Haired Monster
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
They call me a green haired monster
But at least I’m speaking the truth
You call me a green haired monster
But honey, where’s your proof?
Everybody’s talking, talking
Telling lies on the hoof
Not me
I use a cane after K
And a stick after coke
D’you know what I mean baby
What I’m telling you
Ain’t no joke
Give your brains a poke
And your guts a stoke
Before you end up at
The end of a rope
It’s no joke,
There’s no hope without dope
It’s booze and tobacco that’s killing the folk
‘N’ dodgy cuts for works users
Not quality DMT,
2CB
Ketamine
Heroin
or LSD 25
For me
Believe me
Coke
It’s a Kayes Catalogue
Of disasters
Waiting out there
You see
For you and
For me
Beleive me
Waiting out there
You see
For you and
For me
K
Coke
Beleive me
I really don't need all this normality
And I really don't understand what's normalcy
When they feed you lies
Sometimes it's hard to see
That you swallowed it
You swallowed it
Propaganda for you
Not honesty
What i tell is the truth
You see
You see?
I really don't need all this normality
And I really don't understand what's normalcy
When they feed you lies
Sometimes it's hard to see
That you swallowed it
You swallowed it
Propaganda for you
Not honesty
What i tell is the truth
You see
You see?
Believe me
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3. |
Tortured In Portugal
05:24
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Tortured in Portugal
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I’ve got no money to pay the rent
My friends turn me on
So I still get bent
Infuriations
I have to vent
About my cash crisis
I need something good
Something Heaven sent
I don’t wanna end up
In a tent
The time for that
Came and went
About the time
I stopped playing truant
I don’t want to live in Britain
I don’t want to be a Brit
Ever since we left Europe
Everything is shit
'N' we’re poorer
'cos of Brexit
It really gets on my tits
I’d rather starve
In the Al Gave
Under a tarp
On the beach
In a hammock
The drug laws there
Are really sharp
Everything’s decriminalised
What a lark
No possession for Tina
White or dark
I really don’t miss Piccadilly
But some nights here
It gets really chilly
That’s why I'm
Tortured in Portugal x 3
Money
Rent
Crisis
Torture
Decriminalised
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4. |
N.D.E.
05:22
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N.D.E.
~~~~~
I’m aching all over
But it's like I’ve found a four leaf clover
Cos I’ve survived, I’m alive
Alive
Why?
It was Johnny’s birthday
The other day
I thought I’d bowl along
And shout hooray
Despite what my friend would say
It did became
A bit of an affray
Sometimes I think Johnny
Got her manners on EBay
There she was singing her songs
With one of The Great Train Robbers sons
Totally spangled
And new fangled
Modern couple
Drinking doubles
And necking shrooms
The shrooms had got
the better of them
And the party turned
To mayhem
I couldn’t wait
To get out of there
And that’s when I fell down
The stairs
I fell down the stairs
The other night
Not in the dark
But in bright white light
I must have looked
A bit of a sight
And I don’t mean to
Sound contrite
But now I really do feel shite
Yes, I got up alright
And stayed up for the rest of the night
The problem you see
There was no table
To chop ‘em out
I wasn’t able
So I stuck the straw
In my bag
And the bag
Up my nose
One big sniff
Nice and stiff
Isn’t that
How it goes?
No, it
Fuckin’ ain’t
Over half a gram of K
It made me more than faint
It knocked me
out cold
Stone cold
Or so I’m t, t, told
I don’t remember this
And I didn’t mean to take the piss.
My behaviour did appal me
Lucky my mate was there
To break my fall
And
Amazingly
My friends all
Forgave me
So now
I try to take drugs
More responsibly
No more NDE's
For me
Hopefully
We’ll see
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5. |
Up On The Downbeat
04:57
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Up On The Downbeat
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Up on the downbeat
I’m up
I don’t pass the buck when things start to suck
I go ‘cluck,cluck,cluck’ when my goose is cooked
Punches ducked, broncos are bucked
I’m no sitting duck on the cattle truck
I get on down and I get on up
I may be no clown and I ain’t no crook
Out on the town when I run amok
I don’t feel down and I don’t feel stuck
Just take a look, I’m as cool as fuck
And my lady friend is Lady Luck
I won’t come unstuck if I don’t get hooked
'cos I got no truck with the drugs I took
When the money’s down and the gigs are booked
I’ve got no frown and the crowd’s starstruck
I don’t feel down 'cos the games not up
And I got no truck with the drugs I took
What luck
Up
Up
Up on the downbeat
On the downbeat
Up
Up on the downbeat
I’m up
Suck up
Suck on the downbeat
I'm up
Fuck up
Fuck on the downbeat
I’m up
On the downbeat
I’m up
Up on the downbeat
I’m up
Up
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6. |
Conversion
05:41
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Conversion
~~~~~~~~~
Let me introduce myself
The name’s Dastardlee
So I’m the new Messiah?
On your knees
Let us pray
A-man to that cat
or is it ket?
For the trance effect
Have I got your respect, yet
Or should I call a vet, pet
Vets have Ket
Do you get what i mean,
Do you understand me
Am I clear?
Enough respect
At the alter of dance
In a psychedelic trance
Let us prey
The Laudanum's Prayer
Our Father who is art in Heaven
Harrowed by the same
For Thine is the dinkum
The powder, not the Tory
Forever endeavour
A-man
Don’t be wet
Or
Should I call a vet?
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7. |
K Is Key
05:21
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K Is Key
~~~~~~~
K is the key
You may be high class
But your heads up your arse
You may be in danger
You’re in danger of farce
It’s not where you’re from baby
It’s where your at
Isn’t it darling?
Freiling?
You twat.
Hang enough hope
Give enough rope
To hang a horse
With some horse
Of course
Pass the Worcester sauce
Not for my chips darlings
As you heathens were taught
For the chip on my shoulder
Now there’s a thought
I really don’t want to
End up in court
Certainly not tennis
I’m not into sport
Sublime serendipity
Present and incorrect
But the real question is darlings
Who has whip hand?
Who has the whip?
‘Crack’
And heroin
Won’t help you, you see
You need K darlings
K is the key
K isn’t the only key
There’s also acid
And DMT
Mescaline
And mushrooms
Also open the door
But you can’t really
Do them daily
Not those four
There’s also
2CB
But really darlings
K is the Key
K is the Key
Really
K is The Key
Key is the key
For you and for me
It changes the angle
Of what you see
And hear, my dear
It sets you free
But it’s not free
And you can’t eat it for tea
But, it will help you see
Yourself, you see
K is The Key
K is The Key
My name’s Dastardlee
Cerys mon cheri
My Paris connections
Are beyond me
Apart from the Chunnel
That’s there in an hour
So you can go and see
The Eiffel Tower
Then there’s Saul
From The Fat Whites,
Whose brothers threw him out,
But he’s not contrite
Also
My connection
To the Welsh?
But I use my language well
I use it for stealth
That’s classy
Class A
Very top shelf.
K is the Key
It explains itself
K is The Key
K
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8. |
Kunst Karnaval
04:25
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Kunst Karnaval
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meet Heinrich the stick
Or Kunst the cane
It’ll break a dog’s jaw
It’s insane
I don’t use it in the main
Unless I’m wobbling From K
God save us all,we need to prey
Like Jesus in his heyday
Sometimes I use it as a prop
It looks quite good at the bustop
It stops people messing with me
And’s a hit with the ladies
I’ve also a monocle on a lanyard
So I look really hard
A right bastard
Or so they say
As they pass
On their way
Good day
Kunst Karnaval
Of course I’m aware
Of the innuendo
About the stick
The cock
And the hens
Through a psychedelic lens
Especially in Scotland
Kunst Karnaval
Kunst Karnaval
Willkommen
Bien venue
12345678 (German)
12345 (French)
12345 (English)
Why am I alive?
To guide you lot
That’s what
Or am I misguided
From smoking so much pot?
Kunst Karnaval
Willkommen
Kunst Karnaval
Bien venue
I know this sounds weird, but if it wasn’t for Hitler
Who gassed the Jews, Blacks, Gypsys and Queers
We wouldn’t have the Bowie albums
From the Berlin Years
I know that sounds sick
I don’t mean it like that
But there’s a good and bad in everything
And that’s a fact
50/50
At least that’s what I reckon
Yin and Yang
In Seventh Heaven
Like Bruce Lee said
'Be like water'
Be fluid
Survive this world
Improve it
Don’t take my word for it
You know that you outta
Kunst Karnaval
Willkommen
Kunst Karnaval
Bien venue
Kunst Karnaval
Kunst
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9. |
The New Messiah
04:12
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The New Messiah
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On your knees
Please baby
I need ye
I don’t believe in organised religions
Organised religions
Now that’s for the pigeons
But disorganised religions
Now there’s a different thing
Disorganised religion
Now where do I begin?
With disorganised religion
There’s no such thing as sin
In my disorganised religion
You can be my kin
In my disorganised religion
You can start to sing
'La,la,la'
Now there’s a real thing
Better than the bling
It makes your mind go ping
And tugs on your heart strings
With tingles through your skin
Shivers up your spine
And your head begins to spin
Wow, what a line
My religion sounds Devine
Perfect by design
Simply sublime
You can catch it, there’s still time
And it’s certainly no crime
Goes perfectly with wine
And stimulates your endocrine glands
And helps you like my bands music
Choose it
So let me be your new Messiah
Why not?
I’ve got the power
Of strength, I am a tower
That’s not to mention my mind
A better specimen
You won’t find
And I can be really kind
Like a benevolent God
I know it sounds odd
When I say it like that
I don’t want to sound like a twat
I’m supposed to be the new messiah and that
When it comes to finance
Now there’s a thing
I’ll get my followers to donate
Some of their living
Some pennys and pounds
From their stash
It’ll all add up
To quite a bit of cash
How about it?
Let me be your messiah
Of my company
You won’t tire
I’m a good conversationalist
And no liar
How about it?
Let me be your new Messiah
Well what do you say?
Let me be your new Messiah x4
I’ve certainly been crucified a lot
Sometimes for smoking too much pot
But I’ve survived
That's a given
From the dead, I have raised
Let me be your new Messiah x12
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10. |
Green Tea (EGCG)
05:19
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Green Tea (EGCG)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know I told you
K is the key
But with all drugs
You have to be careful
You see
It can damage your bladder
And make you pee more often
So I have an idea
So the side effects soften
Green Tea x 10
That’s it
Epigallocatechin gallate
There’s also a kind of medicine
That you can get
It comes in a pill form
But really, don’t be wet
It’s far more expensive
Than green tea
A very posh supplement
Dietary
Epigallocatechin gallate x 4
EGCG x 4
Green tea x 6
EGCG x 2
Oh, I apologies for the interuption of service
Servers
Perverts
Permid?
Permit
Per vid
Oh, her we go
Nice and slow
Don't you know?
I hope so
Epigallocatechin gallate x 9
Now let’s get this straight
Drink a cup of green tea
An hour before K
Let’s make it a date
It’s not too late
Let’s get it straight
Drink a cup of green tea
An hour before K
Protects your bladder
Or so the scientists say
Now that’s certainly the way
Do you wanna do K?
EGCG x 2
Drink it darlings
And after time you’ll see
It certainly hydrates you
And apparently it helps stop cancer too
Or so the scientists say
I’m sure that’s true though
Hip hip hooray
I know it’s not much of a drink
Some people think the flavour stinks
Add a little honey and you might think
You like it after all
Game, set and match
Without hitting a ball
So that’s it, darling
Love all
To all
Of yous
And yous
And ewes
And ewes
Baaaah
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