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Memory Foam

by Ross Brown

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Eyes 03:41
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His eyes Are brutalist and cold His eyes don’t remember us at all I don’t believe in his eyes I can see through his eyes His lies dehumanise us all And I don’t know why they bother me But there’s something I despise In his eyes Don’t take your feet off of the furniture Or your eyes off of the ball There’s a psyche evaluation test In the mediaeval hall But there’s something like a palimpsest or graffiti on a wall In the patina that’s coalesced On the windows of their souls You can rely on the old man’s money This little piggy went me, me , me! The eyes see a firmament of gold Their eyes are permanently cold I won’t believe in their eyes There’s only evil in their eyes Their eyes are the centre of it all And I don’t know why it bothers me But there’s something deep inside I despise In their eyes Who can rely on the old man’s money? This little piggy went me, me , me!
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Dr. Jesus 03:41
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Walk with the Dogs 04:28
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A silent thunder scares the birds out of the trees Like the Spanish City roller coaster carried on the breeze From Whitley Bay down to London And it’s twilight in the park I don’t know if it’s the break of day Or if it’s getting dark Heather Jayne I think the nights are getting longer than your days Heather Jayne There’s a hidden charge that everybody pays And when your phone rings And they whisper in your ear Words that no one wants to hear When they get older And when your phone rings Even god puts down his beer And wrap an extra blanket round his shoulders. I’ll come and fix your carburettor So we can drive up through the village to the pub Or if your hip is getting better We can walk with the dogs Do you every get the feeling you’ve Forgotten some big news Or that somebody has trodden on her soul and left a bruise Do you need a pair Of wicket keeping gloves To absorb some of the shock and take the sting out of the love Heather Jayne Everybody wants a different song of you Heather Jayne And there’ll always be some singing left to do? And when your phone rings And they tell you take a look And the x-rays that they took The other morning And when your phone rings Even God puts down his book And wipes away the teardrop that has been forming She ties the present up with ribbons She buys the things that everybody says they want For all the live that we’ve been given We can walk with the dogs We can walk with the dogs Frothy coffee bars and boxer dogs and Lonnie Donegan And everybody smoked and no one knew that it was wrong of them And then the swinging sixties but you never got along with them It breaks my heart to leave you Now the carnival is gone again And I know, Now you’ll breathe and walk and sleep without the pain And I know that once again You’re just a girl called Heather Jayne Tuppaware and Avon with your friends from the estate A drop of brandy in your morning g cup of tea Her father used to drive a van for Cow and Gate Now all of its bubbling up under me They’ll have Wimbledon in heaven They’ll have the football and athletics on the box And you will be with him forever And walk together with the dogs
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Everybody Better Run 03:03
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If the river is getting high And December came too soon And the animals all survived And flowers are still in bloom And reality is wilting in in the sun Everybody better run For the bottle of lemonade And for the bacon that’s not yet fried And for the eggs that are not yet laid For the lonely boy inside Who will never see the light of day Everybody’s got to pay Everybody’s gonna pay for the burning bush Every father will betray his son I’ve got one boy buying medicines And another one buying guns So everybody better run Take away my guitar of gold And my piano of desire When the accordion starts to unfold And the saxophone catches fire And the metronome’s stuck open a hundred and ninety-one Everybody better run Everybody’s gonna pay for the burning bush Every father will betray his son I’ve got one hand on my medicine And another one on my gun So everybody better run Everybody better run
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Shoplifting in Guildford 04:23
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Duncan was a friend of mine When I was a boy around 1969 His brother had American Marvel Comics And a Frankenstein and a model of Colditz In trouble all the time Hyperactive and bewildered 1969 Growing up in Guildford Never did what I was told Always running down the hill Always shivering in the cold Kept a jar of tadpoles on the windowsill What became of 1969 What became of Duncan I thought that we would patch things up When we were all grown up In London SOLO Never did what I was told Always falling on my knees Always dying in the cold Always gazing out the window at the trees And then in 1972 His parents sent Duncan to private school We took a Sekiden gun and we didn’t pay And a Jamboree bag and a Doctor Strange 1972 Hyperactive and bewildered daydreaming at school And shoplifting in Guildford Never did what I was told Always falling down the hill Always crying in the cold Keeping stolen comics on the window sill But what became of, 1972 And what became of Duncan? Now the comic books have all been sold, and I’m growing old in London
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Ben Stokes 04:18
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The Locked Room Mystery 05:43
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Grief and Death and Decay 04:15
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That Hospital 05:54
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released April 14, 2024

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