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Postcard From Amnesia
03:38
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POSTCARD FROM AMNESIA
The spewy dewy 13th morning streets
Are lined with unwanted trees
I’m trapped by the trinkets
I believed would set me free
I meant to send a postcard from Amnesia
I tripped and it slipped my mind
I meant to send a postcard from Amnesia
A joke to folks left right behind
Backwalking in the footprints
That brought me round about there
But I can’t unsee, unhear, unfeel, unthink
I can’t change planes in mid-air
I meant to send a postcard from Amnesia
Just an old fart kicking up a stink
I meant to send a postcard from Amnesia
But I had too much to think
I’m leaving out the empties
I’m not taking in the fools
I’m opening the toolbox
Playing with my tools.
I’m dropping out of my comfort zone
I’m getting in the rounds
I’m shaving off the bad years
And piling on the pounds.
Today’s jewellery’s tomorrow’s jumble
It’s no secret, I can’t give it away
Build it and it will crumble
Like the twilight swallowing the day
I was meant to send a postcard from Amnesia
Something cheesy and trivial
I meant to send a postcard from Amnesia
But it’s hard to be easy and convivial
Lyric: © Paul Hamilton/Smoking Ant Records, 2017
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Sunny Ray
03:15
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SUNNY RAY
Sunny Ray threw a ball and lost it
Locked Gandhi’s curlers in a safe
Out the manger lurks the danger
Gilt can buy a lot of faith.
Sunny boy, you’re blackclouding over
Not hot, not feeling too bright
Eyes rain mainly intense pain
Limbo below your kite-kicking height
When you come through
Will you be true?
Admiral Teabag’s stainless memoirs
Volumes of shoutspoken guff
Bellyaching, navel contemplating
There’s gold in that thar fluff.
Sunny Ray, you’re glowly sinking
Dead hands waving back and forth
When Milly Munter peaks way out West
Your South Pole heads magnetic North
When you come through
Will you be true?
Sunny Ray, you’re jumping at shadows
Tormentertainment - yeah yeah
And Mystic Mick accurately predicts
Something will happen to someone somewhere.
Time will trip us in stolen slippers
Friends or photos are halved
Sunny Ray can see a soli-tree
Where one heart and four letters are carved
When you come through
Will you be true?
I can see you
I can see you
Lyric © Paul Hamilton/Smoking Ant Records, 2017
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Up To You
02:02
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UP TO YOU
I can hear friends join up, drinking
When there’s a shilling in the sky
Pressure drop, no joined-up thinking
A round of laughs buy a cry
Memorialising,
Fantasising
No rush to brush the flush town blue
It’s clear to see
What’s down to me
Is up to you
Penny for the gods, tuppence for the pit
Uncertain when the curtain falls
Before the lamp we tramp on sawdust and spit
Unaware of who’s in the stalls
Off the script
Getting ripped
Axe the climax’s moment of truth
Actually
What’s down to me
Is up to you
Cogs well oiled, the cast know their roles
Faces contort appropriately
Right on cue, the correct emotion shows
In the last act tragedy
Running eyes and noses
Holding poses
Wave flags, recite platitudes
Soliloquy
What’s down to me
Is up to you
Lyric © Paul Hamilton/Smoking Ant Records, 2017
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