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Long gone stars with homemade scars.
Come all you long gone stars, with your light still travelling,
I know you’ve been up all night, I know that you’ve been
trying, trying, trying, trying to figure it out.
Come all you fallen fools, come all you tangled angels,
I was there too, I was right behind you, but you did not see me?
Trying, trying, trying, to figure it out.
I got a message for you, there is so little time, but this time,
this time, this time, this time is yours and mine.
Come all you burnt out boys, come all you walking wounded,
so many sucker punched, I see that you’re not moving.
Keep moving, keep moving, keep moving, keep moving
we’ll work it on out.
I got a message for you, there is so little time, but this time,
this time, this time, this time is yours and mine.
Come all you long gone stars, I got a message for you,
come all you tangled angels, this time, this time, this time,
this time is yours and mine.
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The murder song of the queen bee
You say that life is, you say that life is a gift, when you feel that it’s more like a GIF.
We’re flying forwards, listening attentively, to the murder song of the queen bee.
If there’s no light in the skies for you, if the sun will not rise for you, I will, I will, I will.
If the stars cut your hands here, let the moon lay you down dear, be still, be still, be still.
If each day is a stone, know each stone is on loan, don’t have to carry on your own.
You say that life is, you say that life is a gift, when you feel that it’s more like a GIF.
We’re flying forwards, listening attentively, to the murder song of the queen bee.
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Daylight
03:56
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Daylight.
Sewn together by the sound, and we were, very high.
Moving all around and we were, consumed, by tunes.
We were as funky, we were sexy, only need this feeling.
Promenading, everybody looking fine.
What do you bring? What do you bring? What do you bring?
Don’t move the curtain, don’t touch that window.
Close the door and keep the damn light outside.
What do you bring? What do you bring?
You bring the fear of coming down.
You bring the fear of coming down.
Love the feeling of your head on my shoulder,
callipygian, perfect in the BPM.
What do you bring? What do you bring?
You bring the fear of coming down, down, down.
You bring the fear of coming down, down, down.
Don’t move the curtain, don’t touch that window.
Close the door and keep the damn light outside.
Love the feeling of your head on my shoulder.
So much beauty vibrates in a single sound.
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Black dog dancing
03:58
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Black dog dancing.
I was feeling kinda Joy Division,
I had just come to a momentous decision,
It was dark out, it was dark in,
It was dark out, it was darkest within.
I was standing alone in the kitchen,
Could see the beauty but, I could not get near to it,
I was drowning. I could hear the doorbell ringing.
Don’t want nobody come to watch me sinking.
It was dark out, it was dark in,
It was dark out, it was darkest within.
Sally twitchin in my hallway with her records.
She says c’mon, we’re going out dancing,
I got something, something in my pocket.
Enough for two, keep us going.
You know what happened?
Last night a DJ saved my life.
Last night a DJ saved my life.
With a song.
It was dark out, it was dark in.
It was dark out, it was darkest with in.
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Magazine
03:25
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Magazine.
I want to kill you and you want to kill me
And we want to kill, everybody.
Our love is God’s Blood.
Our love is God’s Blood.
I want to show you and you want to show me
and we want to show, everybody.
Our love is God’s Blood.
Our love is God’s Blood.
Je veux vous tuer, et vous voulez me tuer.
nous voulons tuer, tout le monde,
notre amour est le, sang de Dieu,
sang de Dieu.
I want to kill you and you want to kill me.
I want to kill you and you want to kill me
And we want to kill, everybody.
Our love is God’s Blood.
Our love is God’s Blood.
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MOAB
04:32
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MOAB
The real war, the real war, is inside,
10 tons, of TNT, love your daughters, feel free.
The real war, is inside not outside, shots fired, across your breast.
The real war’s not your side or my side, this skin was never blessed.
10 tons, of TNT, love your daughters, feel free.
God knows the heart is a hand grenade, God knows that God don’t exist.
Seems we were just short of paradise. Sodom Gomorrah, I hear was very nice.
10 tons, of TNT, love your daughters, feel free. La La La La…….
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Notes on breathing
05:14
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Notes on breathing
The river, the sky.
There goes another moment,
there goes another pass me by.
Some things to see, oil in a puddle.
The way that light is.
Butter on the corner of her mouth, and.
The river, the sky.
There goes another moment,
there goes another pass me by.
Some things to know. The view from a strange bus.
The way that warmth is.
Giving back something you never took, and.
The river, the sky.
There goes another moment,
there goes another pass me by.
Sun on frost.
A sneaky smoke.
A Heavy Duvet.
An old lady, winning on a scratch card.
Dogs singing in a minor key.
That time you met someone that you thought was dead.
A foreign Hamock.
Rare bird in the city.
The smell of chips.
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Charcoal bridges
05:14
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Charcoal Bridges.
Here we are in looserville now. We drove all night just to get to the same place. Time is fading like a pill now. The things we said are all etched upon your face.
Here we are in looserville now. Self-medicating and singing out of key.
Towns like this aren’t worth the stay now, I’m getting out of you and you get out of me. I sense a sort of, weird foreboding, your hands are shaking and the ashtray overloading.
Oh when the love is short, the fear gets long.The sun is rising, you’re getting lower. Your feet are itchy and your eyes could not be redder.
Oh when the love is short, the fear is long.
When the love is short, the fear gets long.
Here we are in looserville now. Self-medicating and singing out of key.
Towns like this aren’t worth the stay now, I’m getting out of you and you get out of me. Here we are in looserville now. Self-medicating and singing out of key. Towns like this aren’t worth the stay now……
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Other songs
05:19
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Other songs
Return of this feeling caused some consternation,
I had not planned on it coming back.
It rose up inside me like an ovation,
Lilac wine, back to black.
I need you to go,
I need you to go,
I need you to go,
Yeah I need you to go.
The end of your road a strange situation,
I’m standing, I’m waiting but I don’t know why.
One thousand yard stare and sweet isolation
in a place that we used to go to get high.
I need you to go,
I need you to go,
I need you to go,
Yeah I need you to go.
A place in my head your default position
the vastness of space between us fine.
I thought you were gone but you were just missing,
lost at sea , lost at mine.
I need you to go,
I need you to go,
I need you to go,
Yeah I need you to go.
Go now.
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10. |
Come outside
04:21
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Come outside
We took a walk, took a walk outside,
into the blushing garden,
I showed you stuff I normally wouldn’t,
We took a walk outside,
I showed you stuff that I’d buried,
It got a little freaky.
Are you coming, coming, coming outside?
We went back in, we went back inside,
See things where they are now,
All forms of things decide,
These things are not done lightly.
We took a walk outside,
Where things are buried,
We came outside.
Are you coming, coming, coming outside?
We took a trip, we took a trip upwards,
Yeah, wanna fly- fly, with the birds,
Now my head ain’t heavy , Now my head ain’t heavy
We took a walk outside,
To show the things I used to keep buried,
We took a walk outside.
Ah come outside, Ah come outside, are you coming?
Where things are buried, ah come on outside.
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WolloW Dublin, Ireland
WolloW is a solo project, a small room in Dublin, a place to record thoughts.
"Hammer Head Horse is inarguably
outside in terms of its sound – the songs and arrangements here are strange, and strangely compelling, all curious angles and odd corners. Perhaps this is what outsider music has come to mean in 2018. Hammer Head Horse remains a damn fine listen".
Spenser Tomson.
The Wire -Sept 2018.
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