Tape wreak order

by Rob Howard

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released March 21, 2009

Written by Rob Howard. Recorded in St Werburghs, Bristol, 19-21 March 2009, except Party Song, recorded in Moseley, Birmingham, 2006, and Heroin, Rape, etc., recorded by Rich McMahon in Acocks Green, Birmingham, 2007.

(c) Rob Howard 2005-2009.

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Track Name: Sneezing Fit
This is a different kind of ill
Why don't you come and turn my head around?
Legs dangling off the window sill
And the debris lined up below

I can take a little bit
But you gave me a sneezing fit

Wear the crest on your frayed lapel
Looking south from Strawberry Hill
Tell me for the twenty-seventh time
We are young and helpless still

I can see the point of it
But you gave me a sneezing fit
Track Name: Brain Surgeon
I don't want to move up, I just want to move along
And I swear that I will never mention that fact in a song

It doesn't take a brain surgeon
To figure out this problem
To work out the solution
It doesn't take a mathematician
Or a great physician
To work out my position on this one

What makes you think that your bitching is any more interesting to listen to than anybody else's?
And don't you think that I've got better things to do than follow you around the houses?

It doesn't take a brain surgeon
To figure out this problem
To work out the solution
It doesn't take a mathematician
Or a Greek physician
To work out my position on this one
Track Name: How The Mighty Fall
Take it outside and bury it
It's a curse upon this house
Your delicate brain is full of shame
And you're as timid as a mouse
Scream your name across the field
And put it out of sight
Return to tell the tale
In the middle of the night

How the mighty fall

Take the main road inward
And watch the sunlight fading
Behind the cranes on the skyline
And know that home awaits
But it's changed beyond recognition
The carpets have been replaced
And the futon that we lay on
Has long since gone

Well, it's just like this city
To disappear in a second
And your neighbourhood has altered
In a way that you don't get
'Cause travelling in darkness
Can destroy the strongest mindset
And if you think about it long enough
You can vanish without trace

How the mighty fall
Track Name: New Panicker
You can't go back
You can't go back
You can't go back
You can't go back today
Track Name: Party Song
It seems, to me at least,
That we have conceded defeat too easily
Recently

Don't you think it's a sin
To accept the mess we're in?
I know a few who would too
But why rock the boat?
Oh no

Complacency is such a dangerous thing
But as words go,
It's one of my favourites

Don't you think it's a sin
Just to sit here drinking?
I know a few who would too
But why stop yourself?
Oh no

Don't you think we could solve it
If we all just chipped in?
I'm sure we could
And I know we should
But for now,
Here tonight,
Here, right now,
Don't feel bad
Track Name: Mid-Session Interval
Luscious sonic droplets
Made dusk make absolute
Sense. Proceeding east, every direction
Karmically equal, teasing awake my inert nervous energy

Down a little,
Painlessly,
Noughts and crosses unplayed forever
Track Name: Suck My Cock
Something, something, something
Something else
You can suck my cock
You can suck my cock
If it isn't something
It's something else
You can suck my cock
You can suck my cock
Track Name: Fucking Unreal
Chameleonic and aloof
I slip in and out of roles
Like a schizophrenic piston
I've got a face for every town
You should see the one I've got for here
But if you blink, you'll have missed it

And I go bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, suck, fuck
Achoo

Economic with the truth
I apportion it out
The best for the best and the worst for the worst
I'm coming up, I'm coming down
I'm coming out to some
The small print's in a made-up language

And I go bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, suck, fuck
Achoo

Change my story like rolling news
My faces put Hydra to shame
Spinning like a bottle, full of booze
There's no joy in experience
'Cos I've ticked all the boxes at least twice
But now, at least, the luxury to choose

And I go bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, fuck, thumb suck
Bump, suck, fuck
Achoo

Achoo
Track Name: Heroin, Rape, Homelessness + Panic
Heroin and rape and homelessness and panic
They're the keywords of your existence
As you hide in this train toilet
Heading down to London to give it away again
And where are you gonna sleep?
Oh, but you know a hundred people

When will you realise the way?

I'm glad that you got out of it while you were still alive
But there's still the smell of stale lager
Whenever you arrive
So heroin and rape and homelessness and panic
Will follow you to London
And all the way back home
Track Name: Sun's Lens
Half a K from generic mushroom art
And a bookshop with its Bryson shelf stacked
Several hours away from another half-K
And the sun's lens has been badly scratched

I don't know why I have gone astray

Give me some K
Track Name: Head Shop Gift Voucher
I wanna give you a head shop gift voucher