Hoboho

by Babylon Squeak

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released December 4, 2016

BABYLON SQUEAK
Andy Thomson: guitars, bass guitar, keyboards, drum loops, backing vocal (3)
Paul Hamilton: vocals, percussion (1,3, 4)

Special guests:
Si Beex: Defuzzotron (2)
Ronnie Burgess: Facticle Gatherizer (3)

Artwork: Halal Mop Unit

Recorded by Andy
Mixed by Paul
Sound Mute Hater: Video D’Pap
All songs written and produced by Hamilton and Thomson

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Track Name: Starving In A Limo
STARVING IN A LIMO

Starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun
A-list tramps bang the window
Stargazers set to stun
My conscience is unconscious
My interpreter’s a gun
I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun

Gold coats my incisors
My gums are platinum
Onboard, offshore advisers
How mental is my fund
Isn’t is as doesn’t does
You hang on the threads I’ve spun
I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun

Figures can be massaged
Appearances airbrushed
Standing on my mountain
Of enemies I’ve crushed
Out of the range of slings and arrows
In my elevated shoes
It’s not enough that I win
Everyone must lose

Figures can be massaged
Appearances airbrushed
Standing on the mountain
Of enemies I’ve crushed
Out of the range of slings and arrows
In my elevated shoes
It’s not enough that I win
All of you must lose

Faces come and places go
I walk where others run
Tell Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego
“There’s one I in ‘aluminum’”
Something’s eating away at me
I can’t put my finger on
I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun

I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun
I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun
I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun
I’m starving in a limo
On the dark side of the sun
Track Name: Piñata
PIÑATA

I can’t lift a finger
I can’t lift my head
I can’t remember
A single word you said

It’s a good year, I’m tired
Cannon fodder, I’m fired

I’m a ceiling inspector
A qualified tester of beds
Like Zorro at a book signing
I’m giving lots of zeds

Hold down floorboards - lacquered
Call me Jacob, cream crackered

Don’t give me a shake
Give me a break
I’m not trying;
I’m a pulverised piñata
Eyes like plum tomatoes
Let me lie in
Let me lie in state

Didn’t wake up this morning
Man, I’ve got the snooze
My get-up-and-go has got up and gone
My plug’s fitted with refuse

Lullaby, Gretel tell Hansel
Sleeping Beauty has cancelled

Don’t give me a shake
Give me a break
I’m not trying;
I’m a pulverised piñata
Eyes like plum tomatoes
Let me lie in
Let me lie in state
Track Name: Rater Rater
RATER RATER

Four star mattress
Two star dream
Three star sunshine
Five star coffee bean
Four star bacon
Three star eggs
One star romance
Five star sex

RATER! RATER!
Don’t wait till later
RATER! RATER!
Accumulator
We - Must - KNOW!
We - Must - KNOW!

Five star razor
Two star soap
Four star blazer
Three star dope
Two star taxi
Four star shoes
Three star gravel
Five star mews

RATER! RATER!
Analyse the data
RATER! RATER!
Aggregator
We - Must - KNOW!
We - Must - KNOW!

Three star review
Two star book
Five star reception
One star martini - shook!
Three star speeches
Five star free bar
Four star one-to-one with
Two-face star

RATER! RATER!
Was it cheesy? Was it greater?
RATER! RATER!
Mass culture tabulator
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We - Must - KNOW!
Track Name: Hoboho
HOBOHO

Don’t depress the button
The lights will not change
Like everything else
They’re set, timed, pre-ordained.
Bop between the bumpers
Without the lollypop man’s help
Skip before the scooters
Make a moccasin of your scalp.

I can see you still
You made it on the other side
From hobo to boho
Drive by me denied a ride.

One more baby means
One less parking space
But no buck stops here
Get off my packed case.
Strung out gallows humour
We’re the crewcut half-cut crew
Hug the smug drugglers
A.M. departure, bid adieu.

I can hear you still
Reassure me like a pup
But we found some dogs get put down
When we sober up.

Blowing out what we shared
Like dog-end bad dope
Divide me from your inner circle
With a velvet rope.
Offer yourself for a pound
They’ll sell you for a penny
It’s not your guts that I hate
Because you’ve not got any.

I can see you still
You made it on the other side
From hobo to boho
Drive by me denied a ride.

I can hear you still
Reassure me like a pup
But we found some dogs get put down
When we sober up.