The Explanation

by The Inexplicables

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Debut album from The Inexplicables

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released May 8, 2014

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The Inexplicables Bristol, UK

The Inexplicables are a Bristol group specialising in a unique blend of live dance music, championing fresh takes on hip hop, reggae and drum and bass, with hints of jungle, jazz and roots.

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Track Name: Jealous Skies
Morning brings melted eyes
Blue moons and jealous skies
This time there's no disguise for you
Morning means double blue
Some for me some for you,
This time won't see it through
You've got to be kind to yourself

In my school you watched me shower every master with Sour Cherry Blasters
The power of the pastor gets devoured in my laughter
Spend an hour in my pasture
I tower where it's darker wrapped in a Parka
Holding myself down fiending for thoughts like
In school apathy-theory needs to be taught
I've been used up and I'm weary my freedom is bought
Stop blaming the Domino Theory there's greed where we walk
We're falling into traps on the 'latest purchase'
Obsessing over crap with a tainted surface
Lessons in jack until your faint and worthless
Your self respect lacks and your late for work it's -
A saga unfolding as the world gets Western
What is Capitalism is perhaps the best question
Blocking or fighting the system can't be done with less lessons
So I hop and I bike and I give'r call me the sum of adolescence
Using or abusing our minds
They're confusing yes, but there's truth in my rhyme
Before I'm loosing my breath I'll find use for my whine
If its bruising your chest I'll be obtuse one more time
With acoustic sublime rhymes, cats
Reduced it to nine lives, raps
Music on my side i run laps
and muse on the feats of that hindsight crap.

Morning brings melted eyes
Blue moons and jealous skies
This time there's no disguise for you
Morning means double blue
Some for me some for you,
This time won't see it through
You've got to be kind to yourself
Track Name: Clouds In The Glyn
you wanna see me with your eyes like fire
you wanna touch me with your hands like stone
say that you know me you can feel me inside ya
you only hear me when I midnight moan
When you're singing your soul
you're bringing me home
When you're singing your soul
you're bringing me home

there's not enough time for cause and effect
in an empty place no applause for your set
rent me a space I can lord for a sec
when my pen picks up pace and Mix raw on the decks
ending in a way in which war for the cheques
leaves you in the lurch piss-poor on a ledge
digging in the dirt His stories are bled
swig away the hurt by Tories we're lead
fake conversations bore me to bed
quaint inhalations walking nicotine dead
I paint imitations pictures seen where
a saint and a Satan ripped in a chair
balance in-out we're equipped with a pair
challenge Him now I don't know shit and I'm scared
managing doubt trust slipped on the stairs
pride damaged this town just a blip for the rare
It's my pip-in-a-pear as your listening yeah
nouns tripped on a snare it sounds dipped to be fair
try and stay awake so I'll kip when I'm there
forest meditation there's bliss in the air
stopping hesitation spliff grips in my hair
we're walking-dead and we're having a mare

we get up, go through the motions
scratch on the nuts sipping caffeine potions
number crunching sapping emotions
no wonder the bumpkins are taxing the tokens.
global pawn-shop Israel couldn't buy back
WMDs on a plane getting high-jacked
hopeless positions that are making the wisecrack
ironic double-meaning, bigger picture, Imax
cutbacks whilst the poor get hit with a high tax
how can we follow laws when it's crooks that define that?
I wanna break your jaw don't tell me to lie back
my vocal is a rhythm words jump on the high hats
hopeful my decision will be one with some meaning
sharing special moments with someone to believe in
riders of apocalypse come in the evening
I try and stay on top of this - there's tonnes of achievement
but when it comes to this I'll probably mumble my grievance
and take a load of drugs n shake junk see demons
drink a load of beer get fucking steaming
to believe I can get out of here I must be dreaming

When you're singing your soul
you're bringing me home
When you're singing your soul
you're bringing me home
Track Name: Trouble
You're trouble
Just trouble
Pure trouble
Trouble with a capital T, trouble with a capital R in the middle
Trouble with a capital T, you're trouble with a capital R in the middle.
You're trouble
Just trouble
Pure trouble
You make you feel big
You make me feel little
Feel big, you make me feel little
You're trouble

at first it was easy a pleasure to know you
an effortless match life together we'd grow through
you seemed wise to the ways in the night I would hold you
our time seemed amazing indulged in your soul food
the future seemed bright my problems you'd roll through
I stared into your eyes and it's love that I owed you
sharing the skies, appetised made me whole but you
aired your disguise with the more that I told you
a storm was-a brewing but blinded by your beauty
I valued our love but you were holding it loosely
you were sarcy and bitter, your ego I boosted
then discarded me like litter I'm mistaken and choosy
I know now your ways they're coarse like my stubble
I'm seeing the light now you've bursted the bubble
you were larger than life, I crumbled like rubble
my friends they were right, you are nothing but trouble

Trouble

forsaking my life with your sweetness now I'm forgetting your teaching
so full of the talk but I'm speechless, my freedom is here now your leaving
I know now your ways they're coarse like my stubble
I'm seeing the light now you've bursted the bubble
you were larger than life, I crumbled like rubble
my friends they were right, you are nothing but trouble.

You make you feel big
You make me feel little
Feel big, you make me feel little

You're trouble
Track Name: Ravin Raven
at festivals we all have our funny quirks
when there's dudes walking backwards producing funny smirks
Jack with the munchies eating scummy chicken jerk
saying "you gotta beck that chatty it'll make you go berserk"
there's a man over there who lays crazy paving
and a man on the couch with a blatant craving
i'd thought i'd seen it all in this amazing haven
until out of the darkness came a raving raven
we step back in time, lose our inhibition
skanking to the Jungle the crew is on a mission
bassline feel the rumble the energy has risen
your waistline makes me crumble now make the right decision
Drum n Bass madness shoulder to shoulder
that attitude's wrong dude i'm rolling it over
they're playing sweet tunes don't act like an ogre
you give this groove a bad name now get down like a told ya

with her glowstick feathers and a beak full of powder
the ravin raven likes her Tech-House louder
high as a kite as she swoops for your stash
strutting her stuff getting utterly smashed

so we wake up in a muddy tent
to Minimal Techno buddy repents
you've come a long way from your house in Kent
squidging in the mud that feels like cement
midges sucking blood and your money's getting spent
but it's of no consequence
we're all in the same boat inside this fence
with insane jokes and bodies that are tense
the drums add to the suspense
i really don't want to have to go to this toilet
i don't want to have to drink this water unless i boil it
easy on the baccy mate you might spoil it
the evil plan of The Man let's foil it
drink some cider, smoke spliffs and enjoy it
if music was a worker i'd employ him
holiday bonus, the onus isn't to destroy him

i don't try and fight the burning in my sole
in the middle of the night who's gurning in the cold?
for once in my life i'm learning to be bold
with this bird on a stick and i'm shedding a load.
sitting on the grass with the hazy types
trying to get clean with the baby wipes
choking on some cheese from a crazy pipe
then let loose this emcee with some lazy hype.
sunday morning the weather feels stuffy
when JD stops snoring forever feel fluffy
forget bitches and whoaring your face a little puffy
leave your van at it's mooring no reason to be huffy.
we got cooked and we missed them rock
as i weave through the peeps feel like mr soft
limbs feel heavy until i twist the top
on that bottle of Jag can't tell if i'm pissed or not.

with her glowstick feathers and a beak full of powder
the ravin raven likes her Tech-House louder
high as a kite as she swoops for your stash
strutting her stuff getting utterly smashed
Track Name: Tarifa
With closed eyes I see you
with baited breath I meet you
hold my hands out to feed you
hoping I can complete you
run my hands over your peaks and your lows,
bared feet where your greenery grows,
hands wet where the river flows,
hoping I can complete you.

its only outside
where it shows.

it seems to be a cycle, release your doubts
coinciding in a time when the leaves come out
making for the coast as you leave the town
getting busy to the drums no need to frown
you feel cleaner now, what you dream abouts'
becoming 2 steps closer with this sweeter sound
although the heats around don't let it beat you down
elevated by the sun climb and reach the clouds
now I feel alive on top of the world
under trees outside with Hip Hop and my girl
it's a season that i hold precious like a pearl
and a key for my mind to be open with a whirl
bro! the sun is enormous!
Im looking for a snare when all you want is a chorus
the glare's intense work's tough like a Walrus
the heat gets to my brain now i want a thesaurus
yo! the sun is enormous!
Im looking for a snare when all you want is a chorus
the glare's intense work's tough like a Walrus
the heat gets to my brain now i want a thesaurus

its only outside
where it shows.
Track Name: Collision
it's a collision
quick pulsation
vibrant sensation

I plug in
all these things I'm feelin.
Look at my hand and see the sun and all the stars whats going on.
I am a planet that is on course
feel the rhythm feel the force
theres no decision theres no choice
I hear the universal voice

it's a collision
quick pulsation
vibrant sensation

I step from the country the town roars
I'm better prepared now to pound doors
voice is refined but I sound raw
numbing the rich a profound cause.
I'm coming with this to allow your
escape from the gouge from the brown claws
painting your frown with my noun laws
instated but wounded and bounded by gauze.
Soon I'll be strong to forsake the pain
would it be wrong to wait for rain?
I know I'll be gone if I wait for change
so im building my weapons from paper chains.
Loving your body forsake your brain
step in the light face your shame
forgetting the hype I'll aim to stay
true to myself in the Major way.
remember of fame if it came today
more quicker than sooner it fades away
my picture is lunar amaze on stage
ripple the room with the waves I spray.
adversity making your brain deranged
its certainly making you waste your days
its putrid you cant take the taste away
fake energy lyrical Gatoraid
You've got nothing to say without naming names
you sound like a whole host of previously-heard others
so why is it that your 'discovered'
emceeing used to be about coming with a new style
your attempts are futile
my suspense is making youth smile
truth filed so its time to walk a new mile
with these holes in my shoes
problems folded in two
hidden under smokey embers
I try and forget through frequent benders
so I hold this for you
as I blend a new agenda
you need to role with a crew
predictable like Eastenders.


So now its a struggle just finding the time
to connect with my sole designing a rhyme
lessons seem old they're under the lines
impressions are so gonna survive
your lectures are cold mine thunder with fire
when I'm setting the tone your gonna retire
put your slippers on rip a bong your shitter song's tired
worn out and useless
my sole it poured out my correction was ruthless
your direction is toothless
eclectic music it liberates your acts like a noose it
squeezes the life and retracts from the lucid
leaving me like 'oh you rap?' that's amusing
dapper soothing I match my life with your illusion
now I've moved in, country boy city fusion
walking in a bubble through the complexities of life
cooking up some trouble with this recipe delight
the best will be the night
when the rest of me decides
to arrest the suspect destinies
that pester me inside
and forget the jester's effigy
look west forget the time
and the clowns that just seem dressed to be
impressed where they reside

deep time fiery beginnings
depths of space watch the cycle of the heavens
three cycles of the milky way
interplanetary play

it's a collision
quick pulsation
vibrant sensation
Track Name: La Calma
the walk on the cliffs the smell of the sea
the sun sets into oceans westerly breeze
soft grass and spongy seats my mother with me
my eyes then closed time then froze waiting to breathe.
saluting the sun in her baking degrees
powerless to her plan but in nature I'm free
float on her swell, feeling her pulse
now plastic proverbs and their meanings are false.
its sitting amongst the tallest of trees
or riding through forests in deepest of snows
scrambling up mountains the steepest of screes
or reflecting on tides as they ebb and they flow.
It's why you stare at the fire and ponder the stars
why i dismiss your selfishness wander on past
proceed to seek solace in forming the last
sentence of a song sway ascension to calm.

I'm calm when i go make this, closed eyes when i fly spaceships
rhythm a divine matrix
no kidding notes written flows spit-em
hit em' with a bitter rhyme basis
I'm calm when i fly spaceships.

As the light comes down
Fox eyes light up,
As the night curls round,
Midnight rider.
Got to be so strong to be so soft
As the light comes down
Fox eyes light up,
As the night curls round,
Midnight rider.
As the light comes down
Fox eyes light up,
As the night curls round,
Midnight rider.
Got to be so strong to be so soft
Track Name: Forbidden
When you fall, you fall for the forbidden,
when you smile you smile at what is hidden
Nightingale not the lark
seeing pictures in the dark
chasing songbirds for a lark
sweeping roaches from the path
Now I call, I call toward the living
And I smile, I smile at what is given,
Nightingale into lark
Feeling comfort in the dark,
Feeling hunger in the heart,
Seeing roses on the path.

Nightingale not the lark seeing pictures in the dark
chasing songbirds for a lark sweeping roaches from the path
forbidden the fruit approaches to get rid of the truth and bogus lies
mirrored and nurtured both your eyes, delivered and lived this culture I've withered and aged when you wont oblige
toked on the Thai with local guys
don't comply with Pope or Priminister I hope that I'm
diligent with a world-view, hard-earned and totally you
and your last turn to hope that its true
cos' these sparse words can't cope in the womb.
Spitting a birth over chords that's umbilical
never for money applause was the pinnacle
clever yet dumb waging war as the cynical
audio man his distortions are minimal

When you fall, you fall for the forbidden,
when you smile you smile at what is hidden
Nightingale not the lark
seeing pictures in the dark
chasing songbirds for a lark
sweeping roaches from the path
Now I call, I call toward the living
And I smile, I smile at what is given,
Nightingale into lark
Feeling comfort in the dark,
Feeling hunger in the heart,
Seeing roses on the path.