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I started my mission to pass myself off
As a debonair hipster who's styled like a toff
Proudly I stood as they narrowed their eyes
Was there a clue to my perfect disguise?
I realise now that I should have said gin
When I offered to get the alco-pops in
I cannot exude that old library smell
I'm not a real chap and I think they can tell
I can't even rap, I'm not really a chap
I'm not so much steam punk, I'm more a cream puff
My dress sense is loud but it's not up to snuff
Dapper chap dandies can easily discern
My style's Enid Blyton instead of Jules Verne
Wait a minute, those cogs are just badly-glued on
Your name isn't Tarquin, it's actually John
That's not a real pipe, it's for blowing out foam
And it sounds like you left your Home Counties at home
Now let's raise the tone with some masterful scat
And no, you know I don't mean it like that
The queen of jazz singing and I am her herald
Ladies and gentlemen - Ella Fitzgerald!
Jazzamatazz!
When one wears a hat, it's an elegant cap
And mine's bubble wrap, I'm not really a chap
I tried to defuse all their menacing scowls
But I'm not Bertie Wooster with my Birmingham vowels
It's "spiffing" not "bosting", it's "splendid" not "brill"
Air guitar won't succeed where air sousaphone will
I tried to go retro, they didn't look pleased
When I played them my old happy hardcore CDs
Now they're building a pyre from 78s
I'm not a real chap and I fear it's too late
They've shown me a map, "where's the Watford Gap?"
I think it's a trap, I'm not really a chap
Note to self: use a monocle, not binoculars
My ermine cravat was in fact a dead bat
It's the end of the track, I'm not really a chap
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Big Fat Horse
03:43
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Emote Control
02:22
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This is the sound of my life
One day I won't be here
And people will hear this and know how I felt
This is the sound of my life
This is the sound of my fear
One day I'll disappear
And millions of people have passed before me
This is the sound of my fear
This is the sound of my pain
Not easy to explain
So I put it to music and what do I get?
I get the sound of my pain
This is the sound of my joy
I'm such a happy boy
And this is the reason that I am so happy
This is the sound of my joy
This is the sound of my hate
It's such a heavy weight
Intolerance, ignorance and sometimes myself
This is the sound of my hate
This is the sound of my love
Something that I have found
You know that I love you, I love everybody
And I love myself and my sound
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Life Begins
05:38
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Here, now our life begins
This is where life begins
Ah, falling through the days
So while the music plays
Sing, scream and dance and shout
Loud, life begins right now
So when history stops
And while the record spins
And when yesterday ends
Is where life begins
So when history stops
And while the music spins
And when yesterday ends
Is where life begins
Dance as the music spins
Here, now our life begins
Here, now our life begins
This is where life begins
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Sexy Sex
03:28
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Arguing every point, when will you give it a rest?
Together we ending up fighting much more than on our own, and
You and me both know how this will end but we do it again
You and me both tired of being wrong, why can't we get along?
Tell me why you and me both are tired of fighting when fighting's all we do now?
Together we will be forever on each other's toes now
Oh, that sounds terrible
Yes, we should swap
Oh, OK then
Tell me why you and me both are
Arguing every point, when
Together we will be
Much more than on our own, and...
You and me both know how this will end but we do it again
You and me both tired of being wrong, why can't we get along?
You and me both tired of that brick wall, can we face it at all?
You and me both know how this will end but we do it again
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10 strokes of a cane
Being collared and chained
It don't strike my chord
in 2084
The endurance of pain
Don't blow up my brain
I thought there'd be more
in 2084
Human advance
has brought us to Mars
With the blink of an eye
My lust said goodbye
Spaceships and stars
Made human fun dull
I dreamed I was toying
with aliens and droids
They say I'm a fool
They're all so old school
"You've spent far too long
Watching tentacle porn"
Long gone are the days
Smacking bums was the craze
Laser beams are now top
Of the list in sex shops
CBT, needles, rope
No longer my dope
The wonders of space
A new kink to embrace
I'm heading offshore
in 2084
To Venus, to explore
in 2084
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Hate And Destroy
04:10
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Want to be high on life
Instead you're low on time
And then the walls you climb
Start closing in
You try to seize the day
But want to hide away
Feels like a swarm of bees
Under your skin
You shouldn't spend too long
On being numb and strong
Sometimes it's good to feel
But keep control
You want to flinch and fret
But you're not beaten yet
Don't even break a sweat
You're on a roll
Life has done you a disservice
Wonder what you ever did to deserve this
Keep up the fight, we
Know that quite rightly
Sometimes we're mighty, sometimes nervous
Doubts can overcome our fervour
Second-guessing moments sometimes disturb us
Stay in the light, we
Keep it in sight we know
Sometimes we're mighty, sometimes nervous
Your body wants you safe
And so the stimulant flows
It overdoes the dose
You're swept away
Your mind is not a jail
Where you can only fail
And flail to no avail
You hold the key
When an exciting thrill
Just has you feeling ill
Know you're the master still
And not alone
Adrenaline's your tool
That pounding blood's your fuel
And you're nobody's fool
And not your own
No need to ever doubt
That you can see it out
You're what it's all about
You are the star
And everyone is prey
And we all feel the same
But it will be OK
And so will you
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It's The End, But...
04:12
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So, you've been a hero, carried the whole show, shone like a star
Now it's time for your curtain call, take a bow for all you are
Will the world cope without you? Suppose that we'll have to, now you're not there
But you've done enough, to leave's only tough because you care
See it through the end, be true to the end, you knew it's the end
But the moment has been prepared for
It all led to the end, decided it's the end, you said it's the end
But the moment has been prepared for
(It's the end but it's the moment)
Every moment we build we build in the shadow that you cast
And though this is the last moment you make, we can make this moment last
Though we'd never believe that you'd ever leave us, it's time for the fall
And we could depend on you being our friend throughout it all
See it through the end, been there to the end, we knew it's the end
But the moment has been prepared for
It all led to the end, decided it's the end, you said it's the end
But the moment has been prepared for
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John Callaghan UK
John Callaghan is an unusual songwriter / performer of thoughtful and spiky electronica from Birmingham
(UK).
More of his songs can be found at bleep.com/artist/153 (the stuff on Warp Records, basically, including "I'm Not Comfortable Inside My Mind").
He is 173cm tall, weights 73kg and has a blood pressure of 110/60Hg.
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