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Bland Bland Bland

by Whole Sky Monitor

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1.
Cinenema 02:33
Cinenema We are good dog, we are prayerful Welcome to the garden 2 by 2 We are sinful, we are faithless Take apart the future screw by screw Welcome to – the faithful zoo Welcome to – war / death / god Stick thin, a skinny girl A sick sin, a ring of pearls Kiss your temple, feed your worm Feel the pull of monkey world Welcome to – the faithless zoo Welcome to – war / death / god Sticks, stones, home from home Break my legs bone by bone Paper bone, scissors, stone Rock beats skin, home alone Big scream sin enema Wide scene sin enema Ice-cream sin enema Sin, sin, sin enema Sin, sin, sin enema
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Mary Moses 02:11
Mary Moses Respectful one, can you help me with my problem? Mother died when I was five, my father took me special Ivory Coast Via Yahoo France Mary Moses Uncle lied and father died a victim of his poison Money made in cocoa trade, now worth 12 million dollars Give me all your money, give me all your money, give me all your Give me all your money, give me all your money, give me all your Give me all your money, give me all your money, give me all your How much can I give you, to help me as your daughter? What I need to feed the greed is details for bank transfer Ivory Coast Via Yahoo France Give me all your money, give me all your money, give me all your Give me all your money, give me all your money, give me all your Give me all your money, give me all your money, give me all your Ivory Coast Via Yahoo France Mary Moses
3.
Harehills Chapeltown Gone bad, tooth fairy gone bad Steel band, an all-white steel band Now entering Harehills Chapeltown, rules of the road no longer apply Now entering vice ring day care, sail the red light say goodbye Hip hop, GCSE hip hop Trance state, database trance state Now featuring stay cool calm down, see saw slide down police in the crowd The duck head terror gang a cancelled tram line, call in the Council, send in the clowns Downpression You can’t get back home Now entering Harehills Chapeltown, rules of the road no longer apply A bush meat workshop a crack in the Dutch pot, 2 girls in the bush for £25 That’s all Sufferation You can’t get back home Now circling Hell Now circling Hell Now circling Hell Afzal’s Universal Hair Yorkshire Fried Chicken Meet the Halal Chixie Chix Chixie Chix
4.
Three Cheers for the Weirdo I was up all night When I should’ve been down I was in your face I stole your crown I am the King of Africa! Go man go, 3 cheers for the weirdo I take my love and I take the pain Go man go, tear down the weirdo What do you do when they celebrate hate? They want to throw me back ‘Cos I should’ve made sense Off the radar screen A fish fall offence This is not a flock of birds! Go man go, 3 cheers for the weirdo I take my love and I take the pain Blow by blow, three cheers for the weirdo What do you know? I’m a toad in a hole Easy, easy, easy, easy I came to you unclean I came to you obscene The dog ate my soul… Easy, easy, easy, easy
5.
Just Let Me Talk To Her She’d be on my side If she had not died And every girl from all the world could see The good side of me Sometimes I get tired (just let me talk to her) New born in disguise (just let me talk to her) And every girl from all the world could see I’m alright when you get to know me Through every scene and every scream I hide inside my voice (just let me talk to her) I told her once, I told her twice She left me with no choice (just let me talk to her) And nothing goes the way I want Never think of me Confuse me with their clever words Say I just make it worse Just let me talk to her Just let me talk to her Just let me talk to her
6.
Sick Sick Sick For reasons of security We’ve got to lie, you’ve got to believe For reasons that will always be You’ve got to pay, you’ve got to bleed Hawks and doves and gays and straights Flying guerrillas at the Empire State From Northern Poland and dark Rumania Saving democracy with war and torture 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, sell me weapons to keep me alive MI 5, 6, 7, all politicians go to heaven Detox, Botox cut price deals Some kind of living in the retail world A paragon of virtue, defender of capital Addicted to shopping and the size 8 girls IKEA riot scene Swedish meatballs painted green Outlet retail village scream Low emission magazines Race hate, makes round 8, peace and love gonna have to wait 8, 9,10,11,12, we all work for the national health The CIA is great; keep us safe from a Muslim state 13,14,15,16, round ‘em up, lock ‘em up and keep ‘em virgins Sick, sick, we get sick, we go shopping and we’re all thick Shit, shit, it tastes like shit, burn it down yeah phone in sick War, war, vote for war, No-one likes international law Buy buy walk on by, screw the world yeah buy buy buy
7.
Way Over Fourteen The farm’s now private and there’s not much here The wind here is bad for your skin I’ve been west and I can help I can lend you money for the papers Short hours working as a top masseuse Time off to send money home Stroll on down to the summer fayre If you’re not having tea with the Queen Hey now baby hey now man it’s a whole new world it’s a whole new land You’re here to stay, you’ll be OK, but there’s interest charges and the man to pay Tenderise those panda eyes And darkness is bad for the skin A supervised trip on the 49 For hygiene products and pills Hey now man you’ve got to understand, the market economy stalks your land She’s got yellow hair to pay her fare, unhurried sessions in her underwear Need a friend or God to get away a friend or God to get away… A chambermaid’s smile, a waitress’s legs A prostitute’s veins and a dead dyed head And a row over money with the Muslim men A bullet in the window from a passing van Hey now baby you’ve got to make it real, ‘cause punters pay for foot high heels Long nights turn into 24, pay off a little and owe much more Hey now man I don’t bother to fret, she’s way over 14 and way in debt I’ve no time for bullshit talk, do-gooders, bleeding wrists or bleeding hearts Need a friend or God to get away a friend or God to get away…
8.
Siddall 04:02
Siddall You’re still here White as summer Dark as green and pale as red and slip away I don’t know you But I could find you On the Piccadilly, millinery way Ophelia, the ghost of you The coldness of sweet water Wasting and darkness The light of Rosetti’s bonfire You are my lover And my summer Lizzie Siddall and a holy thing to me Ophelia, the ghost of you The coldness of sweet water Wasting and darkness The light of Rosetti’s bonfire PRB Millais’ dream Laudanum’s queen Miss Sid and me
9.
Bland Bland Bland And I never could do what you wanted if I never told you that before The boys here they love humiliation from Cas Vegas down to Ponte Carlo Everybody’s got Pro-Tools in their bedrooms And the venue comes wrapped in a box No-one likes us but we don’t care about that And the temperature of martyrs is hot Sing that song when I tell you to Read my mind and I’ll love you too Bland bland bland, I’m sinking in shit slick sand I’m sinking in 1980’s nostalgia babies Bland bland bland I’m drowning in sponsored brand With my guaranteed fan base of two Taste the glamour you’ll guaranteed get hammered Or a fuck in Donny Saturday nights Hull Hell and Halifax coaches down to London And I’ve got space so please be my friend So sing their song when they tell you to Read their minds and they’ll love you too Bland bland bland, I’m sinking in shit slick sand I’m sinking in comeback babies, radio friendly Bland bland bland I’m drowning in sponsored brand With a guaranteed fan base of two And a guaranteed fan base of two Guaranteed fanbase fanbase fanbase fanbase of 2
10.
Internal Critics 4 Underneath the mirror ball The devil in the detail laughs at me Painted on a photograph The castles made of sand they all agree That you can pay for, you can pay for me Internal Critics 4 Entertainment keeping score Internal critics 4 You’re not singing anymore Golden boys and silver rain Wrap it all in cellophane for me Ride a silver limousine A carriage and black horses stop for me In my opinion, my opinion’s free Internal Critics 4 Entertainment keeping score Internal critics 4 I’m not singing anymore
11.
N.O. 02:47
N.O. Right here, you think I’m right here But I went long ago I left you, man how I left you You never saw me go When I leave you, when I go When I hurt you, you don’t even know Now I’ve left you, now I’ve gone See my shadow, see that nothing’s wrong I fake it, man how I fake it “I could never let you go” In my heaven I sleep with the devil In my hovel I sleep with you When I leave you, when I go When I hurt you, you don’t even know Now I’ve left you, now I’ve gone See my shadow, see that nothing’s wrong Hear the silence, see the space Feel my love, yeah nothing out of place
12.
Venus Not Venus The angel’s been eaten, the Gods have been beaten Give me speed and therapy’ The madness of strangers, parents and neighbours Hey, anyone can be pretty (I lost it) And like a song yeah she is gone Hum your tune but not for long Take her away from me Fuck and forget ‘em, who believes this lesson When love bites this hard? Let me be tragic, let me be hurt bad Hey everyone, bleed! (I lost it) And like a song yeah she is gone Hum your tune but not for long Take her away from me Wear her sunny smile! (I lost it) I’m a fly with just one wing I can do most anything I can fly and I can sing So long as its round and round Wear her sunny smile!
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released December 10, 2007

Barton, Byrn, Hewson, Parkes

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Whole Sky Monitor Leeds, UK

The chief export of Leeds’ Whole Sky Monitor is sonic shock and awe. Their sophomore effort, Twisted Little Piggies, is a discordant, vaguely political, overtly misanthropic body of hyper-energetic and possibly upsetting rock and roll blasts that smokes and sweats bullets. Actually, BBC1’s Steve Lamacq phrased it as “huge, hulking anti-pop.” Twisted Little Piggies will be your go-to soundtrack. ... more

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