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Tales of Ordinary Madness

by we are puppets

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1.
Trapped 05:03
Keystroke rhythm of the eager beavers Ringtones rupture the monotony again The squares of hope lustre brightly lit Dead skin boundaries but not where you hit Paper piles of junk to achieve A young ones footprint adorns the wall A duty to think of what’s the risk Your mind is full of deserting this pit x2 The time is right to waddle along To the traps of white thrones to do the daily Sitting for time to complete the task I'll try to be king before I take to the ring Back patting congratulations to all that play The political nonsense stands in good stead Laugh when you’re meant to, not when you want Or you’ll find the back door instead of the front The heady smell of beans from Clara A fountain will listen but knows no further Discuss the weather, the latest, the father What so-and-so did, does and all manner Prevention abates the recurrence quota Belts and braces imbued in places Meet face to face to “touch base” and reason Brainstorm the cause, it’s mother nature of course
2.
Not today mate I think I've got heat-stroke been sitting in the park all day I'd tried the landline, it's cheaper, but you weren't there - I'm sorry but I can't pay today Another time, yeah the thing is I'm knackered been working like a bitch OK? It's the cookie place, they made me have an early start I forced a smile on Christmas day We know the truth You're on again and working hard you're driving vans not milking cows The early starts They must be shit but deal with it so suck it up and grow some stones We see - you don't have the cash nor the time We see - the truth that is hiding behind All of your - all of your - all of your lies Did I say that I could do the 7th my friend is here from Devon that day Maybe a party or something else untenable Perhaps I could say I have AIDS? Is that too much? Yeah I think I've done my back in, it's what I got from horsing around But then again, my dizzy spells are here once more the diagnosis is I'm feeling down We know the truth You're on again and working hard you're driving vans not milking cows The early starts They must be shit but deal with it so suck it up and grow some stones We see - you don't have the cash nor the time We see - the truth that is hiding behind All of your - all of your - all of your lies
3.
Gonna get a hipster yeah? Well how you gonna get a hipster? I'm gonna go full on selfie. This geezer, well he's with his mate, He's pissed himself, there's nothing he could do. And I grabbed him yeah, moving into view I selfied the fuck out of him And uploaded him all over the show But I....I didn't look good myself But it's not about me, no It's all about me with a hipster? Robin? he's gone all craft beer on me He took me to a pub, It's called Craig - fucking Craig. Hackney's full on hipster territory Shit hole, craft beer, in an urban wasteland With stupid haircuts and their bikes We've actually infiltrated full on hipster territory To make myself fit into the hipster scene I tucked my socks into my skinny jeans, To blend in with all the rest I had my hair parted to the side, that's best Well Robin, big hair, he was alright I'll be at home tell you about it tonight
4.
Rabbits 05:49
Pop soda oblivion, oh yeah For ever in five minutes All cheery in the puppets caaaamp Get things moving on, the porch Death whittling on Kicking back with Jack and (with) Geoooorge (Mecha-babe-zilla) On the morrow right until the end Get the damn kids off the porch Sarcasti-corn-u-copia (Mecha-babe-zilla) Chorus I didn’t kill all the rabbits But we might as well eat They’ve got no nutritional, value we will starve anyway Verse 2 You know everything sucks. Laughing at the world below in the rigging cool moosing like a moose does If everyone would just shut up Just for two seconds And took a listen to the beautiful absence of opinion (Mecha-babe-zilla) Chorus I didn’t kill all the rabbits But we might as well eat They’ve got no nutritional, value we will starve anyway Odd bit No? Didn’t think so Su-per squish-ing time Verse 3 Work eat sleep repeat, This bear completely headache free Creepozoids - entirely to blame Quigley was the catalyst For whatever came next Keep moving, so Shall we say tomorrow?
5.
Orange 05:20
Soooooo then I said “Ffion, what have you done to yourself, to your self?” Sheeee is so pretty Natural colours – but now she’s all ORANGE! She went right through the mill, right through the mill - she had five horses But then she lost her favourite one - her favourite one - YEAH He’s a non-conformist Takes off his coat, he's got The back of his shirt as the front of his shirt. Cuffs together tied, I ask you What? Ffion what have you done? Heeeee’s got a massive fuck off scar And now he has to wear a surg - ical truss from front to rear To get him up the stairs Theeeeey moved into their dream new house That they had built for them She’s got a show ring for the horse She’ll ride in the major games Took the pony, ran it through the mill Now it's the glue that's holding their lives apart. Chew the grist from his open fist And then he rams it deep inside For the nags but where's the favourite one? She's not a natural colour, it's all gone wrong Grist and Mill those cuff are Tied and Trussed Ffion what have you done? I ask you!
6.
You know the outlook is bad Pumping shit to the platter Save the data for later Watching out for the spatter Nonsense reasons for change We're locked in, to roaming the home, while in range Frustrating updating watching the bar creep Teeth grating self hating time, has taken way too far and it's gonna blow Captain Nevada has stolen my mail, (well) He crept in at night while we slept Everything looks the same as before But no one’s surprised by the theft So let's, improve on today Tap it, unwrap it, then stack it all away Songs from the past aren’t the same anymore Songs from the future can’t get through the door The Merry-go-round takes my money away Everyone knows what you’re gonna say You know the outlook is bad Pumping shit to the platter Save the data for later Watching out for the spatter Nonsense reasons for change We're locked in, to roaming the home, while in range Frustrating updating watching the bar creep We wake ghosts from the past Remember the shame of failures ignored No escape from within The grey metal box of plastic and tin We wake ghosts from the past Remember the shame of failures ignored No escape from within The grey metal box of plastic and tin
7.
He's positive Took the dog out Stood in the wood He was dressed Like a duck This is not what he expected Shirtless And back bare Swings and misses Where is the misses at home next door He is positive Swings and misses Not what he expected Round and about Skirts Round the edges Not what he had planned Ifs and buts it's all butts This place is over manned He is very positive Dressed As a rooster To see if his luck will change Dogs At the vets Crippled with creeping mange Slid in slipped up fucked up He is positive Swings and misses Not what he expected Round and about It's always been a dream of mine to have two women Standing Firm Planted on shady ground Checks over shoulder to see If anyone's Crouching like a dog this is not what he wanted 3 Is the number The audience is sweating Growing and growling Numbers Numbing Get the fuck in or Get the fuck out of here He is positive Swings and misses Not what he expected Round and about Get the fuck out
8.
Sectioned 05:20
We all fall down every now and then Waiting to hear someone’s great pearls of wisdom Do you turn around to see who’s there Only to find out that you’ve been mistaken Come this far find out your hopes and dreams Have been shattered and then blown to the wind Total breakdown Losing self control stand well back and watch my head explode Relax... you won’t feel a thing You come back… into a world, that’s already dead Don’t worry… I can’t feel a thing Just keep still… and let me push this big fat needle in Bounced off the four walls Thrown down to the floor Got me pinned down what’s this treatment called? Brutality and frustration Another hit and I’m back in this world again Hot wiring for the brain Got a feeling you think I’m insane Do your best and lets get started Plug me in wire me up and watch the show Relax... you won’t feel a thing You come back… into a world, that’s already dead Don’t worry… I can’t feel a thing Just keep still… and let me push this big fat needle in

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released March 28, 2020

Music: Chas Maguire, Andy McGibbon, Sam Shepherd
Recorded by We Are Puppets
Produced and Mixed by Chas Maguire, Andy McGibbon, Sam Shepherd

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