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I Wasn't Around in Me
03:10
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I think it was nice how it use to be
But I wasn’t around in me
Oh and all that I missed
‘Cause I was mostly pissed
And I couldn’t see the forest for the trees
And I struggled to string a sentence together
And the teachers said, you’re not clever
And old war-horse Smithy said
“Repeat after me, I’m an idiot
I’m an idiot”
So I wasn’t around in me
I think it was nice how it use to be
But I wasn’t around in me
I thought animals did pong
And nature seemed quite wrong
But I couldn’t be sure
As I wasn’t around in me
So I traveled the seven seas
To see what all the fuss was about
But I came back the same
That was my claim to fame
Still wasn't around in me
I’m an idiot
So I wasn’t around in me
I think it was nice how it use to be
But I wasn't around on me
And now that I think I know
It’s easy to be
Just around in me
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Silly things
02:52
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Our time on earth
We Fill with thoughts
To Make us think
Of all the things
That mean nothing
Silly silly nothings
And all the things
That pile up
All around
That weigh us down
To the ground
Silly silly silly things
And precious time
As I work from home
All day long
Open end
On my phone
Busy busy busy time
But I don't know what I should do on Sundays
When I turn off I'm feeling so awake
You should just close the door on me
'Cause you won't like the things you're going to see
And promised space
With nature things
Like mountain streams
And room to breath
I see it on my silly screen
I see it on my silly screen
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Let Them Eat Chicken
02:05
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That great hunk of chicken wing
Sitting slaughtered a burnt offering
Prepped, parched and martyrized
Ready to vaporise
And the pregnant-like men
Who’ve escaped from the chores
Of the family life and all it’s bores
Come secretly here
For some serious food action
So let them eat chicken
So to the main course
Ready to munch
On a wing-like thing
That once belonged to a bird
With circular eating washed down with a coke
And a vacant stare
That says taste take control
So let them eat chicken
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Planet Earth
03:06
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In our world we tell the stories
Made up by us, to keep us focused
Created a God to stunt our desires
Imagined a devil from hell fire
All of life and its revelations
Like religion begets salvation
All of life and its revelations
Like religion begets salvation
And it's all very clear
That from Neanderthal to homo sapiens
We are mostly at war
Now we found some new dimensions
Just mathematical though our assessment
So high tech, so advanced
With cyber profiles and nuclear bombs
And it's all very clear
That from Neanderthal to homo sapiens
We are mostly at war
What about a revolution of mind and soul evolution
Or wait for the aliens to show us the way
Before we go and self-annihilate
What about a revolution of mind and soul evolution
Or wait for the aliens to show us the way
Before we go and self-annihilate
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Escape Dream
03:04
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Unwittingly, you all gave me the escape-dream I longed for
You with your soft Irish dawn
And you, like a proud Spanish matador
And you my Russian ice queen
I melted for you all and more
Willingly sacrificing myself for you all
For I knew not what (and still don’t know)
What I want to do
Like the fleeting rush of rapture
A new pair of shoes brings
So did the newfound crutch of love
But that was the calm before the storm
When so abruptly the weird anger came
From an unfathomable nowhere
Or from a knowing everywhere
It swept over me and deadened all control
And threw only hate at our innocent kinship
You all wanted so much to believe me
Until, you couldn’t believe anymore
And my belief had disappeared
And was just holding on
So I kicked you all out, and act of something
Turning my back on you
Waiting for a hopeful, pleading response
That never came
So back to a new escape dream
Out of my mind once again
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Strigoi
Is what they called it
Where and when I grew up
They said it lingered 40 days after one’s death
Demon
Is what I call it
Since I introduced myself to me
He lives alongside, and with many
To get your demon to talk
Be silent
To get it to want
Say “I don’t care”
To conjure, I’ll guide you
But that is something you must do
alone:
Take a task, something you must and want to do.
Now, don’t do it.
Do something else instead: feed your demon time.
Waste it on something pointless
Like typing essays of made up words
And when you mess-up,
It growls
It speaks back
The Strigoi never left. They are here. Haunting each one of us, by bunches.
You get to feed it time and desire
Or Stare it in the eye, first step to dominate. The rest will follow naturally…
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DavidJohnHull Germany
David started playing double bass in various folk, rock, and chanson bands in Berlin. In 1991, he turned to writing songs and has released roughly 17 albums to date. In 2017, the band Golden Dark was formed, and in 2018, the project Shapeless Man was initiated. In 2020, he began working on the radio play "The Pigeon House." In 2023, he started improvised voicing with various projects. ... more
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