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The Body
03:46
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The Body
Daddy watches over the body he once buried
A long time in the past
When secrets were kept so
The forest growth is thick now, carpeted and stagnant
Much harder for the wild dogs
To dog and sniff and know
The spirit of the dead man twists and turns in torture
The reasons for such horror
Tormenting his remains
Daddy’s never spoken about this beastly slaughter
She knows it from the wild dogs
Their whines seduce her brain
The cleaver and the hammer will never be detected
They were thrown out at sea
Amidst a brutal storm
One witness was a seagull, swooping in for crabmeat
And who was she to share it?
She knows not who to mourn
And why mourn that bad dead man who daddy sought revenge on
Following the horror
Of attacks too vile for words
Who would give the medal to the courage of her father?
Who risked it all for justice
And his daughter’s primal roar
As Daddy watched over the body he once buried
A long time in the past
When an eye was for a tooth
Remember what his reasons and the love bore for his darling
Sometimes dark revenge is
The sweet and bloody truth
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The Attic
02:47
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The Attic
There’s a house in my nightmares
And it towers to the west
The living room is safest
But there’s evil overhead
Restlessness and torment
Lurk in the attic room
Silent screams and dread and murder
Totally consume
When I ascend up the staircase
The lodger warns me with her eyes
She scuttles back and inwards
With white sage burning high
She shuts the door
I hear her pray
Yet still I carry on
To the upstairs place of shadows
Don’t know if I’ll belong
The curtains billow strongly
The room hold heavy hearted
There’s several of them in here
And they’re certainly departed
My bones start to crush inwards
My head is throbbing loudly
The room is spinning round and round
The strong stench hits me proudly
The eldest of the male things
Looms threateningly near
He wheezes, belches, breathes a pong
Intentions very clear
He grabs my hair and pulls it hard
Warns me to never come back
The others circle me like crows
And then I feel my skull crack
I’m staring at the downstairs floor
I’m coming to my senses
But even though it seems untrue
I know exactly where that house is.
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3. |
Tension Ants
01:14
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4. |
Waves
03:24
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Waves
I’m sleeping and sleeping and sleeping and sleeping
I’m drinking too much, yes so much, oh too much
I’m thinking and dwelling, too much overthinking
These waves keep on crashing
Rock n rolling through my heart
You’re texting and mailing and sending me stuff daily
You’re sorry, so sorry and begging ‘one more chance’
You’re crying and sobbing and telling me you miss me
Thank goodness these waves keep on
Rock n rolling through my heart
You’re twisting the meanings, you’re sending me in circles
I’m tired, so tired, you’re draining out my breath
You love me, you hate me, I’ll never be good enough
Please just let these waves keep
Rock n rolling through my heart
You’re bribing you’re plotting, do anything to own me
Controlling, coercive, you won’t leave me alone
I’ve left you already, please give me my life back
I desperately need waves to
Rock n roll right through my heart
You’re scraping the barrel, my migraines get much stronger
There’s trauma and flashbacks, I’m fighting with each cell
You cannot be sane now, I cannot let you near me
Waves give me the strength
To rock n roll and hold my heart
I’m breathing and smiling, the future glistens brightly
My life is full of art and the friends who have my back
There’s hope on the horizon and this universe has got me
I’m thankful that these waves keep
Rock n rolling through my heart
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The Vaudevillian Monsters Hastings, UK
The Vaudevillian Monsters are a collaborative of musicians and performers who make music, theatrical vaudeville style, and play with a whole range of performance concepts. Created by Dannie-Lu Carr. Based in Hastings.
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