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flower on the grave
10:00
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far above the ether
of this stratospheric plane
toward our last dominion
where the pure of heart remain
shrouded in its legend and hidden from the view
and seldom ever awoken
forlorning songs to you
a message straight from heaven,
one word is all they gave
to save us from our bleak demise
and raise us from the grave
we wave goodbye and no one wants to die
so much to give
we want to live, we heal the crime
and like a million candles flickering in the mists of time
so long ago, when we stepped into this place
and multiplied the nature when life was not a race
when peace had not a meaning
and nothing could divide
before they lied, before they tore her skin from her
and stemmed her flowing tide
before they walled up eden
before they took their fill
monopolised, industrialised
and then began to drill
to reap the marrow, to taste the iron and crave
before they realised
they were living in her grave
she smiled as she perished
and gave one final bloom
this is that tune
if you listen to the wind now
you will only hear pain
the hawk is flying higher
to get out of the rain
the storm is ever changing
the sword remains in stone
all that’s left is ruins
like the memories of rome
the games of hunger
the glory and the power
hour by hour
far above the ether
of this stratospheric plane
toward our last dominion
where the pure of heart remain
shrouded in its legend and hidden from the view
and seldom ever awoken
forlorning songs to you
a message straight from heaven,
one word is all they gave from above
the word is love
love
the word is love
love, love, love
the word is love
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2. |
way too much
08:28
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I can see what you are thinking
time and space don't amount to much
everything is slowly shrinking
girl I love you way too much
keep on dancing in the fire
flickering in silhouette
we're burning fast, so bring some water
let's get drenched and soaking wet
I can see what you are thinking
time and space don't amount to much
everything is slowly shrinking
girl I love you way too much
keep on dancing in the fire
flickering in silhouette
we're burning fast, so bring some water
let's get drenched and soaking wet
stem the tide of change and damn it
stay with me don't let me go
let's not war or vietnam it
let it linger let it grow
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
I can see what you are thinking
time and space don't amount to much
everything is slowly shrinking
girl I love you way too much
keep on dancing in the fire
flickering in silhouette
keep on dancing in the fire
let's get drenched and soaking wet
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
flickering in silhouette
we're burning fast, so bring some water
let's get drenched and soaking wet
keep on dancing in the fire
flickering in silhouette
we're burning fast, so bring some water
let's get drenched and soaking wet
keep on dancing in the fire
we're burning fast, so bring some water
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
keep on dancing in the fire
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turned to frost
11:10
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the machine is not quiet
it hums like a hive
with a sting in the tale
that keeps it alive
it lives, it bites
and it causes obliteration,
thriving on fear, the fear it injects
into our manifestation
forgive it no more
and starve it of its greed
we bleed,
we bleed out drops of pointless thought
and in mind traps, we are caught
kicking and slithering, like a fish on a hook
it's even written in their book
page after page, near the end, take a look
and see reality dissolve away like melting ice
does your head feel like it's pressed in a vice?
the demise of our freedom, as usual through time
destroyed to extinction as memories sublime
and form rivers that flow back to the sea
of tranquillity
the sea, the sea, of tranquillity
dry as a beach that's been scorched to the bone
we are gone from this place that we used to call home
our voices are silent, they fall on deaf ears
we are swimming in circles in our own ship of tears
they bit us and tore us away from the land
and drilled it, spilled poisons and turned it to sand
they polluted the rivers
polluted the sea
they blacked out the sky
till our eyes could not see.
they farmed us and harmed us
and fed us with lies
till our children were blinded
and just could not rise
so we turned off the telephones
and turned off the light
the answer was easy, a great way to fight
and we jumped from the circuitry
reclaimed the lost
and we laughed as we watched them
go cold in their frost
till the machine it stopped humming
and the world grew a flower
this is the way
and the light and the power
this is the way
the light and the power
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4. |
mean machine
07:30
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I gotta head full of thoughts and a fist full of fives
everyone is hanging by their teeth for their lives
I got a battery powered washing machine
its so hard to pay the bills when the system is mean
everybody's dancing on the fence with it all
and I'm just waiting for them all to fall
summer is incoming, the winter's been weird
everywhere I look I see men wearing beards
muffled voices and no one can hear
so we all smile and drink more beer
no more smoking but my ears are alight
I'm ready for a war in the broad day light.....
a government of muppets on a new TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
there's a government of muppets on a looped TV
and nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
no more knocking at my door
I'm leaving for real sailing out of the shore
I'm gone with the wind like a hurricane
the world is too strange we are sorry we came
it's oh so cold on the edge of crime
it looks like a place where the sun won't shine
a government of muppets on a looped TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
yow wow
meoooow wow
muffled voices and no one can hear
so we all smile and drink a little more beer
no more smoking but my ears are alight
I'm ready for a war in the broad day light
a government of muppets on a looped TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
(((guitar solo)))
a government of muppets on a looped TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
it's oh so cold on the edge of crime
it looks like a place where the sun won't shine
I'm so happy now so fare thee well
have a great time keep ringing the bell
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(Spoken word )
stay with us radioray, don't go to sleep
ray, ray, come back!
remember!
one, one thousand. two, one thousand. three, one thousand..
clear!
radio?
stand back
ray, stay with us!
there's things we still need to do, ray!
(he's dead...)
it's not time to go yet wake up stand clear...
clear!
come back, my mum's got a washing machine!
stand clear
wake up!
panic
one, one thousand. two, one thousand. three, one thousand...
stay with us, radio!
......................................…
looks like a place where the sun won't shine
I'm so happy now so fare thee well
have a great time keep ringing the bell
I'm so happy so fare thee well
have a great time in the pit of hell
muffled voices and no one can hear
so we smile and drink a little more beer
there's a government of muppets on a looped TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
there's a government of muppets on a looped TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
no more knocking on my door
I'm leaving it for real sailing out of the shore
I'm gone with the wind like a hurricane
your world is too strange, we are sorry we came
no more knocking at my door
I'm leaving for real sailing out to the shore...
a government of muppets on a looped TV
nothing ever changes but there's plenty to see
plastic political tiger rats
wearing suits and ties
and they probably eat cats
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5. |
underneath the soul
17:58
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far away beyond the bubble
of this dull reality
across the peaks of perfect plastic
and packaged life dumped in the sea
beyond the loops recycled program
where the matrix agents died
all our dreams are mixed together
in our social suicide
red and yellow and black and whiteish
rainbows form, we integrate
through the mirrors of illusion
in our most redundant state with scorn
someone wake me from this blunder
governmensis mind control
far beyond the depths of drowning
going underneath the soul
oh love I see her shining brightly, up above she is still there
an echo of a distant thunder
glides across the midnight air
flying on the wings of morning
flying on the wings of morning
ready for the brave new way
most of you are only yawning
in the dawning of the day
of the day
~~~
someone wake me from this blunder
governmensis mind control
far beyond the depths of drowning
going underneath the soul
going underneath the soul
going underneath the soul
~~~
oh love I see her shining brightly, up above she is still there
an echo of a distant thunder
glides across the midnight air
the midnight air
far away beyond the bubble
of this dull reality
across the peaks of perfect plastic
and packaged life dumped in the sea
beyond the loops recycled program
where the matrix agents died
all our dreams are mixed together
in our social suicide
red and yellow and black and white ish
rainbows form, we integrate
through the mirrors of illusion
in our most redundant state with scorn
someone wake me from this blunder
governmensis mind control
far beyond the depths of drowning
going underneath the soul
oh love, I see her shining brightly
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Computerchemist is the ongoing solo project of Dave Pearson.
ARFM DJ Bruce Gall has remarked on the crossover style of
his playing, invoking comparisons to electronic artists Tangerine Dream, Jean-Michel Jarre, Klaus Schulze, Kraftwerk, and the progressive sounds of Pink Floyd and David Gilmour solo work, Ash Ra Tempel, Mike Oldfield, Steve Hackett, Brian Eno and King Crimson.
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