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Backing Tracks

by Iseefourfingers

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1.
Think Straight Your broken arm Your picture frame Your model home, cold within Your messy room Your rusty car Your old settee, mouldering Your walk to work Your shopping mall Your enemies circling It’s hard to think straight Your sunny day A glass of wine Your memories surfacing That pile of clothes in the hall Your resolve faltering That book of prose you put away Your tablecloth Your diary It’s hard to think straight Let it burn Think away They’re your beliefs You never seem to learn
2.
Suits and Ties The promises were broken as soon as they were made The platitudes were spoken and echoed in the dark Aboard the bus the spokesmen woke Theresa May By filling her with tokens When the suits and ties they come to take away your life You won’t see them as they come creeping through the night Peeping out from the curtain, May surveys the scene A loyal crowd was certain… When the suits and ties they come to take away your life You won’t see them as they come creeping through the night We came here to save your life Oh well, we tried but it’s a long way down And the truth will set you free, it’s a long way down to hell Goodbye It’s a long way down You turned your eyes the wrong way It’s the truth Focus! FOCUS! Lie back and feel The hate is real
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Enemies 03:15
Enemies All our enemies must be destroyed Bring your hearts and minds, bring your voice When the men are gone we’ll send the boys ‘Cause all our enemies must be destroyed Enemies hiding in the trees It’s time for you to sacrifice All our enemies must be destroyed It’s the awful truth you can’t avoid When the men are gone we’ll send the boys ‘Cause all our enemies must be destroyed Enemies hiding in the leaves It’s time for you to sacrifice again We’ll take your good and kind And when the job is done We’ll throw them in a hole
4.
Britney Spears Pressure the pressure they always find you the pressures never ending They never stop no they cannot resist they are Vultures just vultures circling circling they wait ‘til I fall over Turning the screw yeah they’re turning the screw and I cannot breath Britney Spears has gone away Prison a prison trapped in this body oh how I’ve learnt to hate it Tear it to pieces Stamp on the ashes I’m inside I’m inside 24 hours 24 years A lifetime Curse all the money Curse all the words that I didn’t mean Britney Spear has gone away She’s in a dream beyond your gaze Britney Spears has gone away She’s in a dream beyond your gaze
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Norman Smith 03:08
Norman Smith Norman Smith just told a tale He got the note, he will not fail to pass it on He wants to dance with the famous He sees the stars in bright array before him Haha! Norman’s happy to see that it’s all explained away He don’t wanna make a mess of it all Norman Smith will use his brain Norman smith will now explain Oh Norman smith Haha! Norman’s happy to see that it’s all explained away He don’t wanna make a mess of it all and Norman says… “what a sunny day, such a sunny day!” Norman’s happy to see that it all gets explained away The lazy raise a hazy gaze But there’s no time for these details, just move along Haha! Norman’s happy to see that it’s all explained away He don’t wanna make a mess of it all and Norman says… “what a sunny day, such a sunny day!” Norman’s happy to see that it all just stays the same
6.
If it moves, kill it There’s a prison that’s open To the air and the sea But you don’t take your boat out No you don’t stop to breathe It’s a slow suffocation It’s a thousand degrees It’s the butterfly bullets that will blow you away In the holy city See the vultures descend They will feed on the prophets To achieve their own ends We will bulldoze the farmland We will burn all the trees We will kill all the children Get down on your knees There’s a prison that’s open To the air and the sea But you don’t take your boat out No you don’t stop to breathe
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Survivor Guilt Everyone will be affected at different times They’re burning up inside There’s a lot of alcohol and drug dependency, people are traumatised They’re burning up inside The drug dealers descend, a flood of shallow ends They’re burning up inside 20 suicide attempts and counting, 20 attempted suicides They’re burning up inside People saw their neighbours falling; it’s driven them out of their minds They’re burning up inside A fiery vision of hell; the smell, the smell, the smell They’re burning up inside The passing trains mix the ashes with the rain They’re burning up inside Silhouetted by the flames, against the window panes They’re burning up inside The blood red sky fills with birds who cannot fly They’re burning up inside Fuck the media, fuck the government, fuck the corporate line They’re burning up inside The passing trains mix the ashes with the rain They’re burning up inside
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You can never deliver all the shopping Round and round the roundabout, up and down the stairs. Clocking up the miles but not going anywhere. Squeezed between red boxes and your personal defeat, the ticking of the clock describes the time that you must keep. Round and round the roundabout, up and down the stairs, there must be something better... You can never deliver the shopping, you can never push that boulder up the hill. You can never push that boulder up the hill. You can never push that boulder up the hill. You can never deliver all the shopping and you'll never know the place where it begins. You've got to drag yourself in. Drag yourself in. Drag yourself in. Drag yourself in. Four and twenty hours in the average day, 600 little chickens running 'round like little slaves. The kings are in their counting houses, counting out their money. They think your worthless offerings are very very funny. Round and round the roundabout, up and down the stairs, there must be something better... You can never deliver the shopping, you can never push that boulder up the hill. You can never push that boulder up the hill. You can never push that boulder up the hill. You can never deliver all the shopping and you'll never know the place where it begins. You've got to drag yourself in. Drag yourself in. Drag yourself in. Drag yourself in.

about

Iseefourfingers is the product of one man band David O’Brien and his fabulous keyboard, Roland.

Thanks go to the ruling class, whose ignorant stupidity and inability to deal with reality has proved to be an almost limitless inspiration for my songs.

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Let her long arms enfold you

Let her featureless eyes see through you

Let her grey folds encompass you

Let her dry tears wash over you

Let the abyss open up before you

And watch, as she dances.

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released September 20, 2018

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