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Ywroke

by James Jefferys

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1.
A Medway 02:29
Jimmy Biggs -A Medway There’s a landscape somewhere In the cupboards of Albion It’s a vista of Medway – Its chimneys and trees in tandem are towering And though if only discerned at a squint The corner boasts Dickens and Coleridge Discussing on a plinth The first full circle of every boats pistons Bursting with the certainty that They’re scribing our history Because the painting belies A forthcoming surfeit Hope burns in their eyes Their land is their turf, it Promises more than pure luck decries “One day all of this will be worth it.”
2.
Jimmy Biggs- To Addle a Face Clouds are forming in tiny clusters It seems it'll be a blustery Day after all And all of these problems seem small It took a face out of place As a quick anesthetic A face out of place for us All to forget it Mounds towers, then land is combed Few years pass, build lives and homes Sweetly smile Face out of place – forever child It took a face out of place And a people to madden A face I find minds to addle We tremble under decks and snap embryonic A show's on for us – The Ballet Tectonic Plates spinning We honestly thought, and thought we were winning It took a face out of place To alter misnomers A Face To plug up our stomas This was my face Pure, righteous, chaste But smother your praise I cast it to waste
3.
Guesswork 02:43
Jimmy Biggs- Guesswork And generosity will come At a devastating price Once is good for some Then compromising twice Ley line tracks don't favour fools Just freaks with gut will to want Seasoned reasoners with tools Pecked by beaks of nut débutantes When the Jesus is sent By the God of your choice He'll scrap the ascent And lay low with the boys (The is all the product of guesswork) While contusions make teams Then seek creeks for the brawl We need creases in jeans And depends how they fall Pray for him to lend his Rifle for the bout That joker's an appendix We'll have to take him out Guesswork is like flexing The muscles of a trout That joker's an appendix We'll have to take him out And when the Jesus is sent By the God of your choice He'll scrap the ascent And lay low with the boys
4.
Rafter Yard 03:44
Jimmy Biggs- Rafter Yard Weather’s not all that good, I’m afraid Never thought it would be whilst that song played Over tannoys after bells in Rafter Yard Annoys the hell out of me, sarge We gave them permission In forms of weapons Here come the bombs Cheeky cretins Rafter Yard asking in a foggy town Hush ‘neath furrowed overgrown burrows Lifesupport blips – the record skips And the township considers the kick We gave them permission In forms of weapons Here come the bombs Cheeky cretins
5.
Jimmy Biggs - Needless to Say And the blood that pumps Through my baby’s fingers Sculpts those lumps That make me tingle Striped by light In a lush film noir In the office block Of some abattoir Closing breaths This should have been said But I don’t pray (No, I don’t pray) Instead, a cough To cover the costs, Needless to say Needless to say… When will this all go away? Needless to say, I won’t say Give you the silence you crave… Needless to say, I won’t say Needless to say, That I’m a leech Simply the hardest part Of your peach “I’m only mine” Comes the croak As my hands disband From my throat And needless to say My rattle’s fading From the hill I see The cattle made it… When will this all go away? Needless to say, I won’t say Give you the silence you crave… Needless to say, I won’t say Now tingles are tickles And it’s singing the pickles And the cattle run out to the fray Until they’re all caught It’s my very own fault So I suppose the needless do say
6.
Sundial 05:16
Jimmy Biggs- Sundial I’m part of a wave towards Pascal’s wager Pascal was a prick perpetuating paranoid behaviour I’ll wave at those names as they’re sailing past danger And draw the flatline myself I awoke on that frigate as white as a sheet Thinking “I fear all the years I’ve been tweaked to feel meek” I tell you, those velvet freaks were so sleek But there was no lifeboat I know a guy who’s got his own sundial Its bones were gelatinous as the skin ossifies Queens laugh at us whilst flicking it by Feng Shui and lay a parade for marauders The hangman’s face in this town in famous It’s a terrible design I know a guy who’s got his own sundial Slop out the benzene – get them out of the picture It’s not ethnic cleansing if you’re slightly richer Neil Young takes the tram every day into town He’s never been recognised No offence, but I Hate to break it to you… Here’s a guy who needs no introduction I know a guy who’s got his own sundial
7.
The '40s 04:01
Jimmy Biggs- The ‘40s Reported a crime To people who had nowhere to be in the ‘40s No, just green and blue We hung about, Corners of the streets in the ‘40s Flannelled our faces in threats A rite too often snorted, It was better left unsorted in the ‘40s Compared far too much To the way things expected to drag in the ‘40s No, we spoke too clear Bang, went the drug Then tea became our lunch in the ‘40s Rivers flowed both ways Future and present courted, Left the past aborted in the ‘40s A smear of violet and good was defended Hold high the season that the harvest was kept Down came our boots and riots suspended And did it for the reason a spider spins a web Circle round the tree, Amble through the wheat in the ‘40s Gather what’s allowed Dizzy, we all sit And think a little bit about the ‘40s Gather what’s allowed A Gordian Knot Of what we forgot about the ‘40s
8.
Cactus 03:18
Jimmy Biggs- Cactus The ladies next doors had a fire one night A tragedy for us, my friend Our records, they felt it Through the walls, they melted We had to start over again Summer still reigns From a throne shone through The doors that Autumn leaves, Frost hardens the ground That Winter gardens And though we broke the circle, it Was Spring that was loaded You’re as pretty as an avalanche Let the villagers attack us I’ll cut short their march Like a cross-dressing cactus Because for you I would perish, miss Don’t think that I won’t do it Anything for one nectar kiss Whilst I protected your tulips Summer still reigns From a throne shone through The doors that Autumn leaves, Frost hardens the ground That Winter gardens And though we broke the circle, it Was Spring that was loaded Rushes and reeds hang from much of the seeds And like coins, some join in a ‘V’ A monkey swings close – (its toes start to bleed) But this is all vine by me We need to be careful or kids will grow…
9.
Jimmy Biggs- Rafter Yard (Reprise) We gave you food and conditional shelter A pair of shoes and removed helter skelter Hoping for lame and the attraction will last And you’d look tame if you were behind glass Rafter’s Yard chain with a snapped-off St. Christopher And officer’s dickless- he’s only an officer The boots they gave him to mind over the place He’ll choose to use to stamp on a face Face down for the fight, But where is the sting? ‘Cos mud tastes alright When it’s a fight you will win…
10.
Oort Cloud 04:10
Jimmy Biggs- Oort Cloud The Oort Cloud Is somebody else's problem, now I'm bored of milking that rusty old sow And that's not milk, not anyhow From the world wide wars To the booze fuelled duels All conflict falls To ridicule And leaders assure us That we're not Fighting Fools All conflict falls To ridicule Lifeforms Peer down from otherworldly shelves Save resources, hold back their forces We'll do the job ourselves The thought of being stable Both terrifies and bores me I'll abort the strings if able Of flies that don't abhor me And if cavorting on the tables You can't spout the line you saw me I'll job about, not sit for paintings I love your sketchy drawing The Oort Cloud Is in your ears and around you, now Slipped in with our meteor shower And that's not power, not anyhow From the world wide wars To the booze fuelled duels All conflict falls To ridicule And leaders assure us That we're not Fighting Fools All conflict falls To ridicule Petrol We hold our petrol money in our palm We'd have faded out (Long before we ever get that far...)

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released October 30, 2013

Piano on 'A Medway' by Lars Nørremark

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