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Hair of the Dog
05:17
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Hair of the Dog
Jokers chase their tails in the night
Mouths of forbidden naughty delights
Scrumped from sacred orchard walls
Grown in sunshine pleasure halls
Grown in beautiful sun
They rage through the city hungry for a bite
Of the slippery tail of paradise
Like hungry jackals sniffing for bones
Like greedy dragons stretching jewel-crusted wings
The blood-moon dries their juicy smiles
Sealed by wind from the Emporer's bowels
Guts formed into a twisted sign
Bums weighed down with regal piles
They scream, they cry
They drink the tears from the animal's eye
They moan, they weep
They cling on by the skin of their teeth
Raw and fibrous commodities
Humours aligned with the galaxies
Straining through that lonely night
From inside the belly it's one hell of a fight
Fear the days of the death of gold
Fear the unstoppable sword of force
Fear the writhing, burping, unwashed hoards
Fear the day the Capital falls
The day the city falls
Plunge to the centre of the hyper-course
Born in the guts of digestive force
Where pain and pleasure are just things to be bought
In the sacred underground reactor core
They scream, they cry
They drink the tears from the animal's eye
They moan, they weep
They cling on by the skin of their teeth
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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2. |
Sender of Sorrys
03:43
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Sender of Sorrys
My bark is the same as my bite
I have less than nothing to lose
All my worldly goods
Sender of Sorrys
Send a couple my way
And I'll send you a message
My dog doesn't mind what it licks
Keep it in place with glue
Burn it at both ends
Plan my revenge in my lair
If I can remember where it is
I'll send you a message in code
Deciphering it will take you years
Just another of those chores
For when you're safely behind locked doors
One last toss of the stick
Across the brown faded lawn
My Dog eats its own sick
My dog tried to run and died
Aaaagh
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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3. |
Life Shapes
04:53
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Life Shapes
Dissolving Eyes in the screaming light
See square shapes meld with falling clouds
Crawling trees grind straining roots into broken concrete
Auto-replicating mind aware that it is not aware
Organic life adapts, allows partial shutdown
Straining tired old holes crunch out warm dry cakey pats for agricultural use
Welcome! Welcome!
The sun shines on us all!
One dark machine
Under the eyes
Nature provides
Food for sight
Super engineered seeds
A dead cert to breed
One to rot
One to grow
Welcome! Welcome!
The sun shines on us all!
Fruitless shapes
Grow new mouths
Tongues fire out
Lick the plate clean
Showers of pearls rain down
Swell and burst
Grow into savage fruits
Inside the pigs
Welcome! Welcome!
The sun shines on us all!
Fertile words
Eat into dreams
Eat into fallow ground
Desperate to feed
Infected spores
Fall from the mouth
Onto forgotten earth
Wriggling into new shapes of life
Welcome! Welcome!
The sun shines on us all!
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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4. |
Livin' Life
03:02
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Livin' Life
It's never easy livin' life
Down on the streets is where it's at
Try hard and fail for years to come, for years to come
I'll see you back, back at square one
Forget destiny, I fought my way on the streets
Til finally, endgame, endgame
I saw red and dollar green, dollar green
Sins will find you, find you out, they'll find you out
It's never easy livin' life, livin' livin' life!
Down on the streets is where it's at
Try hard and fail for years to come, for years to come
I'll see you back, back at square one
Caught in a web, the web of lies, web of lies
Waiting at the crossing day and night
I'll save the best, the best for last
Twenty four seven, three six five, that's just the start
Hey things change, that's what they say
That's what they said to me
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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The Pleasure Is All Yours
Once I played a deadly game
Now I want you to do the same
You know the rules, you always did
And I've waited a lifetime, a lifetime
I've yearned to stop you in the act
And watch you eat your sugared words
You've been slipping through closed doors
And the pleasure's been all yours
I made every rule but now they've had to change
Just in time to play again, and again and again til you lose
Playing by the rules, watch yourself lose
It's not easy, it's not easy, didn't y'know?
Once I played a deadly game
Now I want you to do the same
You know the rules, you always did
And I've waited a lifetime, a lifetime
I can wait a bit longer
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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6. |
Good Job
03:18
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Good Job
Work slave til you drop
Die for the image of the Group
Scream in the face of the cancer shape
Break it to pieces with your hate
Build your section
Of unrelenting
Replicating
Radical hating
Cut a way
In deafening silence
With soft gentle wings
And parallel lines
Silence is here
Shout it louder
Scream it like in childhood
Scream to be heard and understood
Grab what y' can of the right cause
Formed as a beautiful equalizing thought
Dominating
Amplification
Entertaining
Polarization
Cold light of day
Fresh from the altar
Pleasure and laughter
Louder and longer
Whoah!
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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Claim It Back
What's left
Is mine
I have eaten and digested everything
I've been watching and listening
I've been around
I've seen behind
It's mine
Easy Choices made for life
Easy codes hard to find
I could taste the words
Making Deals
It's mine
What's left
Unaware what had fallen away
It hit me in the face
Sentimental dreams fade away
What's left I'll claim
What's left
Is mine
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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8. |
Hand of Glory
03:38
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Hand of Glory
It's safer at the back of the mind
The skin is thicker
Can it grow any thicker?
Old wounds as long the arm
Stretching and bending
Can it grow any longer?
As deep as the hidden lines
As deep as the blood goes
To the root
Where's the safest place to hide?
The right job for the right tool
Can it get any better?
One nail for one tool
Doesn't get any better
Where's the safest place to hide?
Who's going to look at the back of the mind?
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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Communion
I cut into voices that whispered my old name
Dug out my inner-core to access my mainframe
Broke every code of the organic zone
So the lips of the mainframe could swallow me whole
Blood, body and soul
I crawled on the floor at the base of the throne
I begged it for meaning and it gave me my new home
I reached out a hand to feed the land
But the teeth bit my fingers when their bread turned to sand
Disease is spreading
But the heat will kill it
Blood, body and soul
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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10. |
Dead Silence
02:52
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Dead Silence
Let the voices rip from the space between the lips
Let the slaves of gold cash in their souls
Let the seed be thrown onto the fertile fields of home
And let the healing wind blow on the wound
The dead would be proud
Let the ocean of gold rise above the whole
Let the oceans of bile clean the dirty words
Let the silent flower push through frozen snow
And let the branches stretch and the sap flow
The dead would be proud
The dead would smile
At the final breath, at the moment of death
In the fight for life, at the twist of the knife
Give blood and flesh at the foot of the monolith
Then the covers will lift and the dead will forgive
The dead will forgive
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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11. |
Food For Thought
03:17
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Food For Thought
One for the rook, but one for the crow
One to rot and one to grow
Every last crumb goes down the throat
One good square meal in the usual hole
Three times a day and then one for the road
Scrape it all from the empty bowl
Chew chew chew chew chew
The salt of the earth, the finest food
The blood is thick, the blood is pure
Soaks up every dirty truth
Humble pie for the down-trodden crowd
Balls of fat twist on the line
In open spaces the tasty crimes
Wholesome foods, dirty minds
Grown for the best gods money can buy
Blessing up and down the spine
Chew chew chew chew chew
The salt of the earth, the finest food
The blood is thick, the blood is pure
Soaks up every dirty truth
It's the spice of life
Creeping, mouldy rubbish piles
Clever old tongues in tasty styles
Wrapped round every little lie
Grease the ribs and multiply
A can of worms, an empty hole
Gut reactions fill the void
Too many cooks and too much broth
Best before on the shelf to rot
It's the spice of life
Chew chew chew
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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12. |
The End of the Line
05:38
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The End of the Line
I could smell the beauty of their filthy schemes
And the guilty treasures of their secret dreams
With cash in hand paid the ultimate price
No more credit at the end of the line
I saw tired old players proposing toasts
To the mob, the masses, and their swinging votes
To the ruddy-faced rough-handed man
With his elbows on the table and his tongue hanging down
I saw life weighing heavy on the head of the crowd
Drunk on pearls from the belly of the sow
Thirsty tongues round ancient guns
Bleeding money from a thousand wounds
I beat the losers to the bottom rung
Followed the smell to the Kingdom of the Sun
Swam the river to the city of gold
Guided by the sparkle of the idol's hoard
Follow the money to the underworld
Follow the money, follow the money
Follow the money to the underworld
It's the race to the bottom of the underworld
I had three wishes and I wished for more
More roads to explore and more bridges to burn
Vomited the taste of the market place
When I tried to swallow what was on my plate
I was cramming more words into the noise
My head flopped down facing into the void
Saw my two faces in the sacred well
In a brand new version of the same old hell
I was turning pages from the book of life
Chewing on remains of the blood and bile
Slurping down tears of yesteryear
Through a silver straw and laughing through the fear
Follow the money to the underworld
Follow the money, follow the money
Follow the money to the underworld
It's the race to the bottom of the underworld
When the well runs dry and the final flower dies
Follow the easiest path down, down to the underworld
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2021
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Garden of Life (original lyrics from album 'Dog Explosion' on I Own You Records)
Open mouthed animal thirst
Lungs expand, bodies burst
Eat to live, golden soil
Purchase life with the basest coin
Eat to live, reaching low
Watching animals and children grow
Life finds a way
Energy is changed
Life finds a way
Energy remains
New born lives against the odds
Feast on words of child-like gods
Taste their dirt, smell their flesh
Purging life of purging breaths
Night-black fire burns underground
Purging life of purging sound
Life finds a way
Energy if changed
Life finds a way
Energy remains
The wind blows the seed far and wide
Life finds a way
Energy is changed
Life finds a way
Energy remains
Lyrics Copyright © Oliver Lovley 2018
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