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Weightless Scribes
04:21
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As they learn from the past they take turns on the path
floating away with their words as a raft
hoping today is the first and the last
chance lost now you find them surfing the stars
chasing the sun, running with the wind
with space they're at one, summoned from within
facing your guns, from your power unhinged
free from the shackles that your people are in
at once strengthening the heart and weakening the knees
as I mentioned from the start they are reaching for their freedom
connected through the earth with perspective on the legions
mirroring its worth and the cycle of the seasons
emerge from the winter spring into life
shoots of new growth summer bringing the light
and when autumn comes they let go of old talents
heads high into the winter you can bet they know balance
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Shiva wants
Hound at the door
shadow on the hill
moving fast but holding still
being chaste is overrated
everyone thirsts only some are sated
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Shiva wants
Hound at the door
shadow on the hill
moving fast but holding still
being chaste is overrated
everyone thirsts only some are sated
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Every four leaf clover I find Shiva wants
Shiva wants
as they walk in the sky it's plain to see
the weightless scribes are changing me
patient eyes turn chains to seams
and gave us a glimpse of what we came to be
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2. |
Warrior
03:45
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He's a right on soldier gentle warrior
He's a right on soldier gentle warrior
He's a right on soldier gentle warrior
He's a right on soldier gentle warrior
he chooses peace
he has the power but he chooses peace
he chooses peace
he has the power but he chooses peace
he chooses peace
he has the power but he chooses peace
he chooses peace
he has the power but he chooses peace
she naturally mediates and never takes the easy way
with a passion to relieve the hate she never needs to leave a name
from your anger she would lead the way and fallacies that schemers say
from affection you would deviate but now she helps you see again
words minimal, mental action to the max
the one to get the two alpha males to relax
the one to offer nuts to the man with a monkey on his back
the one with the love and direction the role of a junkie with a map
she's a right on soldier gentle warrior
i'm a right old sulker mental worrier
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3. |
Do Your Bit
04:46
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from your war i'll be plucked from obscurity
the love can't stop luring me touched by its purity
from a brain that's disorderly the changes are calling me
a name that's now all to me, explain it accordingly
to the old sayings like 'the Oak before Ash'
and the economic juggernauts I hope they all crash
but we already know they will because this system has a catch
infinite growth is a fallacy that gives no room for the world to relax
no resistance on tap check the distance on your map
from the A to the B, it's the journey not the destination you say to me
life will leave you behind if you wait and see
if you're waiting for your heaven then awaken from your sleep
heart racing with the beat
feeling nothing for the kings but the plucking of the strings
has the power to liven the soul like nothing that money can bring
the mechanics of diet retold when you chuck in a bucket of wings
but it's harder to try and be bold when the pressures of need collapse
and emerge inside from the cold when the snow has covered the latch
and find purpose divert from the apathy lets have a fight that's evenly matched
it's a tricky business indeed as I keep it under my cap
do your bit for this do your bit for that caught up
in riff raff tit for tat and scheming on a quarter
do you miss sitting back silly chat sure enough
spliffs were packed blissful tracks were flowing like water
If the good life tastes better with your head in the sand
and you know about the curse that is embedded in Man
and the topdown destruction that envelops our plans
where need and wisdom meet is where I guess that we can
wield a power that is real no more stay on the fence
begin to voice ideas that we'd been craving to mention
in 10 Downing Street was the main intervention
sparking the fires of the working class tension.
stand with you and me and breathe in the ambiguity
and the demons that can try and ruin me, dreaming in capital lunacy
although we are captive we're soon to be free
the movement is massive assuming a speed
on cats that attack when caught with the cream
having a chat and a port with the Queen
serving up raps with a portion of spleen
only the blind saw what I mean
swimming in eyewatery seas
whilst the lielottery leaves us
to seek a lobotomyJesus
a god transplant, last dance, got the tshirt
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4. |
Knightly
04:33
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the day was bold you see
my heart rode on with me
the sky was clear as can be
for only you and me
Seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
the look of crimson gold
such kindness can’t be told
so blithe and bold
to water cold
Seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
overhead the owl takes to his bed
the sky turns crimson red
the night has fled
Seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
seeing you knightly
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5. |
Slick Steve
03:41
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6. |
Crazy Lady
03:37
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who's that crazy lady coming rattling at my door?
wild eyes sly advice, nose for intrigue
I know this crazy lady I've encountered her before
shaking up my house, corner stones were flimsy
open her front door to cats and candles
she's hoping you'll want more absent rambles
as we spoke on her front porch she played The Bangles
she's approaching for one more name to tangle
who's that black rat fucking stinks of cider
getting you pissed you want to get inside her
this lady's fucking crazy watch her drink 10 cans
with a woolly jumper on and a midday tan
open her front door to cats and candles
she's hoping you'll want more absent rambles
as we spoke on her front porch she played The Bangles
she's approaching for one more name to tangle
For the crazy lady
For the crazy lady
For the crazy lady who comes knocking upon my door
feeling love for the crazy lady
For the crazy lady
For the crazy lady who comes knocking upon my door
With a laugh like witchcraft, she don't take her pints halved
With a laugh like witchcraft, she don't take her pints halved
With a laugh like witchcraft, she don't take her pints halved
With a laugh like witchcraft, she don't take her pints halved
whoop whoop the beat come around, you know you're the talk of the town
whoop whoop the beat come around, you know you're the talk of the town
whoop whoop the beat come around, you know you're the talk of the town
whoop whoop the beat come around, you know you're the talk of the town
I will never rap alone when I've got a saxophone
and beatbox and bass as my musical chaperones
using the grammar so it spins like diablos
used in a manner that begins with a hammerblow
nail on the head, splitting your timber
melodies are meds and the spitting gets limber
tie yourself down? fuck the mortgage
buy us all a round yeah it sucks to horde it
chumps on the news a few fools with rules
chumps making Hip Hop too cool for school
I've heard it all before why spew your spool
go and high dive into a paddling pool
so we tap into an energy smashing on your haemorrhage
and apathetic enemies with fashion as their heritage
lacerate the penalty, laminate the heretics
cos' music taught us more than church or high school ever did
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7. |
Golden Egg
03:58
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and the young guns think that when life gets older
your devil and your angel's still right on your shoulders
a hard day's graft and a night on the sofa
driving your brain is the television chauffeur
when's my inspiration coming? I'd better check my smartphone
measure worth through the likes i'm just another asshole
on antisocial networks feeling better from you artclones
connected to my neighbourhood, chuckle when I pass home
when you're growing up they say life is what you make it
then why do most of us think it's nicer when you take it?
the cost of lost religion is that buying shit is sacred
living in this culture a cycle difficult to break, it's
like eating Haribo when it's spinach that your body needs
or choosing a leader when the criminals are nominees
on my knees foraging subliminal monopolies
the cynic inside of me a tragedy that's also comedy
to reflect pomposity do you take the moral high ground?
mountains of ethics can't hide the sorrow felt in my sound
swallowing the wine now, indifferent to time now
inefficient with my fishing a trawling net until I sign out
is it being selfsufficient, disconnected or just offline?
so wrapped up in myself it's never stealth when I drop rhymes
showing me your choccy bics when you know I've gone and scoffed mine
socialist apocalypse, want biscuits of the posh kind
the pile at the bottom want a life unattainable
bottom dwellers choke pay the price unsustainable
patterns of consumption are twice as unnameable
when the wild lifestyles they are marketed as tameable
DoughnutDons, SugarSirs are often the pimplekings
I'm spring cleaning your mind and i'm bossing the simple things
the 'fat of the land' and the notion of 'sink or swim'
as ignorance is bliss blow a kiss to the think, and grin
running for a golden egg the ending of a rainbow
I insisted on a sequel but the ending was the same though
with remote control force we're exploding your channel
the TV seems sweet but it erodes your enamel
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8. |
Moonbeat
04:32
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Oh Lord won’t you lay me down, oh Lord
Oh Lord won’t you lay me down, so low
Oh lord but my heart it sounds so
Oh lord but my heart it sounds so sure
Slow
Slow
Sweet as the moon it sounds
Sweet as the moon it sounds
Sweet as the moon it sounds
Oh lord won’t you lay me down
Oh Lord won't you lay me down
I'm found to be cagey in towns where your bouncers have rabies
Astounded and shady you're a clown and a baby
Serving up your sermon I've been grounded for days
Build me up at your discretion, a purveyor of your lessons
Standing stained from your aggression and your testament compression
Build me up Lord with mountainous uproar
My words now carrying the weight, evolved to profound from the stuck jaw
In my church my heart is sound
where my feelings are passed around
Gaining strength to see Him smile and life's meaning from His frown
Standing at your altar where convictions never falter
Where your diction laps against my shores, an idealist the sculptor
Of your personality, imperfect analogies
From your name you channel me to dissect anatomies
Now deciphered I'm emerging your disciple as a surgeon
Dissect a religious index and your texts are feeling turgid
Oh lord won’t you lay me down, Oh lord
Oh lord won’t you lay me down, So low
Oh lord but my heart it sounds so
Oh lord but my heart it sounds so sure
So sweet as the sun it drowns so slow
So sweet as the moon it sounds, and sails to the fore
Slow
Slow
Sweet as the moon it sounds
Sweet as the moon it sounds
Sweet as the moon it sounds
Oh lord won’t you lay me down
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The Inexplicables Bristol, UK
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Soulful vocals &
insightful rhymes, front heavy beatbox to infectious bass-lines. The Inexplicables bring something truly original to live dance music
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