London Is Sinking

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London Aquarium

wake up wake up you're late get up get up get clean get dressed go out get there get in you're late clock on sign in log in start up shut up eat lunch skin up roll up cave in co caine move on move in move out co ag u late the job you hate buy low sell high no hope no doubt fit in fit in fit in fit in fit in fit in fit in fit in fit in fade out throw up fold up sit out and fuck off fuck off during the outro section... So what if significant numbers of city traders have an unspoken ulterior motive for doing that job? They appear to be in it for the salary, the docklands apartment and so on but in fact they revolve around time spent immersed in the act of trade itself, lost in a pinpoint link of connectedness and they are consumed by those moments where concentration opens into a holistic vitality. Ascribing this motive paints an almost Buddhist framework around the most directly Capitalist earning method. It all boils down to intention. [back to top]

The River

Waist deep in the Thames on a Sunday morning She kissed all her friends goodbye and she rowed away Rain came down on Kingston, we stood silent She will reach the sea in a couple of days Will you keep the picture safe? We will keep the picture safe. I went climbing mountains high above the city Looking at the river stretched out like a map below All her friends were scattered to the corners Nobody understood why she had to go I will get my story straight: We will keep the picture safe. On the evening news a mother drowned her baby As I sat there, I knew who to blame Halfway down Embankment hope was fading Truth is nothing will ever be the same I will never see her again We couldn't keep the picture safe. Face down in the Thames on a Thursday morning Watch the picture float away. [back to top]

Tomorrow Morning

1. Bite your lip, hold your tongue Don't interrupt: I have begun To sort this out, we'll have a plan Tomorrow morning. 2. Don't sit down, leave your coat on We're going straight out, leave the door open If there is doubt, we will know Tomorrow morning. (BRIDGE) As he faded into old age Conan Doyle believed in faeries I fell in love on April fool's day I dug a hole so deep it scared me 3. So build a bridge, come to bed don't make mileage from the stupid things we said You wouldn't want to hear me beg Tomorrow morning. (BRIDGE) Like an abandoned zoo in wartime I am no high priority If you have to shoot the animals around you You might as well start with me... (C) Is this real - or fiction? Is this my affliction? 4. Bite your lip, hold your tongue Don't interrupt, I have begun We'll sort this out, we'll make a plan Tomorrow morning. [back to top]

Giraffes #1

There are 280 giraffes on the British mainland. Shared around between 85 zoos and a few stuck in private collections. They tell a story of the First Giraffe: he learned to swim and he led them to England he wrote down 3 rules to live by and even now they still believe them... Stick your neck out Stand up taller Don't look down now It's ok, it's ok, we will find a way Around the fences humans made for us It's ok, it's ok, we will find a way There are 280 giraffes and like the Prophet said, they're getting organised countdown to their own Year Zero when the giraffes will learn to fly... Stick your neck out Stand up taller Don't look down now It's ok, it's ok, we will find a way Around the fences humans made for us It's ok, it's ok, we will fly away! giraffes are all around giraffes are floating down [back to top]

Battersea Bridge Baptism

Susan where are you? Where is the baby? Come out of the bedroom Or we're coming in. Nobody will hurt you You need to get well It's not my decision But we have to take him. Someone find a towel she's soaked to the skin And close the front door now She's not saying anything. This house is a mess This was her last chance Someone check the cellar We might need an ambulance. Too early to say If they'll ever forgive her The baby is gone And Susan smells of the river. [back to top]

Cull

Ding dong, the witch is dead she took a bullet to the side of her head and she yelled something obscene as she fell down. Well, fuck me - the war is won and I didn't have time for a protest song, nobody can tell who's a hero, who's a clown. (we need a cull) Move along, you're getting in the way: Another fat American shouting all day and when the food comes out we have to say grace. A dumb foreigner sleeping in your bed It all happened like the old man said But I'm so scared I'm a national disgrace And when the bad guys win the battle And when they burn your castle to the ground And when they steal all your money I hope they stand on your roof and throw it down to the crowd. (we need a cull) The world is owned by 500 men and everything is organised to benefit them the rest of us scrabble around for what they throw out So when you look at the civilian dead and there's a price on the president's head Don't even bother to ask what it's all about. And when the bad guys win the battle And when they burn your castle to the ground And when they steal all your money I hope they stand on your roof and throw it down to the crowd. And when the bad guys win the battle And when they burn your castle to the ground And when they get the Lord Chief Justice I hope they stand on your roof and throw him down to the crowd. It's all gonna be the same in the end: a moment of glory to show off to your friends But when it's gone, the motherfucker's gone. We all go home and we all ignore millions and billions and trillions more There is no end to this song: It goes on... And when the bad guys win the battle And when they burn your castle to the ground And when they steal all your money I hope they stand on your roof and throw it down to the crowd. And when the bad guys win the battle And when they burn your castle to the ground And when they get the Lord Chief Justice I hope they stand on your roof and throw him down to the crowd. (we need a cull) [back to top]

7 Hearts

I was born with 7 hearts Each one bigger than a dinosaur But folded small inside me The doctors said I could survive They worked all night on my insides And made my hearts beat tidy But there was more bad news to come 'You can never fall in love', they said, 'You can't have feelings. If you let someone come too close Your 7 hearts explode And bits of you will hit the ceiling!' (CHORUS) 'We'll have to leave this sinful town' Mum said to me, 'We'll go out east and build a home down on the estuary There won't be women all around 'And I won't let you let me let you drown It's a long way down!' So I grew up in a wooden hut My mother died and I ate fish Every night for 20 years. Then yesterday a girl appeared And when I saw her I could feel My hearts all shifting gear (CHORUS) 'I won't leave to save your life' She said 'I'm gonna take you home, I don't care if we both end up dead I don't think we should rehearse I won't leave you, I will kill you first!' Come on, do your worst! [back to top]

The Tin Man

No-one pulled your strings No-one kicked your arss No-one focused sunlight on you with a magnifying glass If you've got something to say You can say it to the whole class No-one is responsible for you, except you. No-one's your boss No-one made the rules And even if the voices advised you Who's the bigger fool If you have someone legtimate to blame Say a name, say a name No-one is responsible for you, except you. Every day A little more of you Slips away Every day No-one saw your hand You held the strongest cards But you played them like a novice Now you're right back at the start You can't sack the director When you're only a bit part No-one is responsible for you, except you. Every day A little more of yuo Slips aways Every day [back to top]

Moths & Bees

I was drinking at the BBC When someone put ketamine in my tea. After that, I'm not sure But I saw the moths and bees. I can't remember what the taxi driver said I need a doctor and an A-Z. In a room full of nobody I ever met Somebody's messing with my head. It could be your last chance now Everything will be fine To turn away Everything will be good It could be your last chance now Everything will be fine To find a place Everything will be good After midnight the band came on And I admit it: I was wrong I thought the girl was looking at me But she only saw the moths and bees. I lost on points after 15 rounds But misery is fertile ground Look around you, can't you see? 100 000 moths and bees. It could be your last chance now Everything will be fine To turn away Everything will be good It could be your last chance now Everything will be fine To find a place Everything will be good We'll be at your house at half past three: Me and Toby and the moths and bees. It could be your last chance now Everything will be fine To turn away Everything will be good It could be your last chance now Everything will be fine To find a place Everything will be good Everything will be fine Everything will be good [back to top]

Oil

Last night I was walking home from work across the bridge, when something huge exploded underneath. I was blinded, deafened, several seconds, The concrete fell away beneath my feet, I'm on my hands and knees. A fireball rose around A double decker bus fell off the side. I made it to the bank, crawled past bodies on the tarmac and then I waited like a coward for the sirens to arrive. This kid came out of nowhere, in a wooden dinghy. She can't have been much older than 13 - but she was strong: she climbed up on the sinking wreckage, started pulling people free, one by one she dragged and carried them to safety... Then she was gone. When I got home the news was on, they didn't mention her. In the chaos maybe no-one even knows. London Bridge has fallen down, world still turns around: Down here there's nothing and the river flows. (oil on the river where the bridge fell down) [back to top]