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Laura Chambers

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by Andrew Robbins You know I wanna play it for you.
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by Andrew Robbins Your daughter killed her self but you were too busy feeling sorry for yourself to notice. And even in her death you still have no respect for who she really was. If unconditional love aint what you had in mind, why have love at all? Why have a child and leave her for dead when you change your mind? A truck, a word on which you're stuck when they asked you what happened. But all you have to blame is yourself. Yeah all you have to blame is your self; you and your husband. Did you just hope that it was a phase that you could pray away? Now her body's in a casket lying in the dirt, buried in a suit the she would never wear.
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Teal 03:27
by Billy Degge Two swans mated Primal hunger sated. They are bear bit. For love is coat for shit. Beseeched me once before. Presentiment close her door. “If I could I would” Well perhaps I should Seasons crawl and wall crack. Sedulous queen to my providential jack. “Compared to mine it’s nothing” Well to me it was something. It hit home. Star gazed and head all burn. Fall inline but never learn. So pathetic. Yet I let it. Stranded in a park. Run the night dark. “Just let it fade” Sky fire lights parade. My Babylon is raised. She shifts my gaze. “I just want to let you know” The tower melt like snow. It hit home. All the feats, you’ve done for me. I try and yet I fail to see. So pathetic. Why not end it? Sit under blanket sky. She need not tell a lie. “Boy I’m stuck with you” Neither knows what’s true. I boil and broth like tar. I cease to carry far. “We’re stuck fast like glue” As long as I’m near to you. (One need not come to two) All your leafs help Unbound madman’s sleeves. Your fire go and spread it! Swim don’t you tread it!
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by Andrew Robbins A performer decides: will she leave her stage bare or decorate to amplify the persona of the music? Will she be a character or simply be her self; add magic to the lyrics or leave it to the tunes? But personally I'm fine with the stage as it is. Just get a good P.A. and get on with it. Art is fine but rock and roll is better. Just practice those chords so you can play them better.
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Alabama Song 02:17
by Bertolt Brecht Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whisky bar I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why Well, show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next little girl Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next little girl I tell you we must die Oh, moon of Alabama We now must say goodbye We've lost our good old mama And must have whisky, oh, you know why
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by Billy Degge They tell me of a furnace in a green and storied land which formally belonged to a demon’s marching band it fries up all those they capture whilst they play the drums up a blur souls burn and twist together melted in molten heather One day the furnace did explode Now no one knows what they were! And way up in a fortress of the green and storied land giants eat virgin breast all jejune in rigor mortis they pull them close, for some kind of kiss they pluck the hairs from their head then the giants then eat them all cold dead their face a constant-frown One day a living girl got out And she burnt the whole place down! Bloating in a river in the green and storied land lie fallen stars made o’ silver who whisper libels so sweet To all those who listens to deceit telling travellers stories of painted shores and their glories All who are gullible enough to listen Soon begin to regret their decision Whilst the stars carry out their plot And all those who listen get shot! Which brings us to my tale in this green and storied land What I say, may leave you frail But all is true, I swear on the God’s two I saw you wading through the Brackish All scaled and tailed of fish I loved you in an instant My speech turned to an infant’s Now I’m singing this to her My beautiful girl of Mer!
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The Mire 05:47
by Billy Degge Looking through sodden lenses Your synecdoche condenses The state of my emotions Into a mire. Burning bridges at best Tearing up my sullied still Oho ohh ohhh Her heart it still up for thrill She extricates herself Outta the mire. Curling through my soul’s rest Leave me be Please just let me drift and burn away And oh shit Please just vet the things I try and say Leave me be Act like I was never even here And oh shit Don’t become a product of your own fear Eschewed me for another she searches for her lover It pulls my emotions Into a mire. Burning Bridges at the best. Waters looking real good Oho ohh Ohhh On a bridge above the flood it’ll extricate myself Outta the mire. Curling through my soul’s rest Leave me be Please just let me drift and burn away And oh shit Please just vet the things I try and say Leave me be Act like I was never even here And oh shit. Don’t become a product of your own fear This song, its time is done You go and have your fun I’ll just deal with myself. Inside a mire.
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Atrium 01:42
by Billy Degge Pardon my confusion At such a conclusion For a connection, now broke. My eyes, they saw that clearly That she don’t hold me dearly In many arms she does soak I’m not an auspicious one just an ignorant mock sun Confined by smile till I croak Lost now in hearted grip. Unrequited I slip. Falling fast I begin to choke And Lou, You’ll never drown. And Ann, I’ll see you around town. And Gwen, I’ll prepare the crown.
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Croyde 03:39
by Billy Degge Caged, We sort through Pan’s lot And lost, is all I know. Come spring, Slag be all that left. And fear. Is all I can show. For its All I have. It’s not enough. I’m not enough. And oh, the dark seems cold. Whilst the lights dim on a lantern grown old. I…I’m losing what’s left of me. I’m breaking through my simple seem. I’m wondering when I’ll next walk free. Sweetly pretending that nothing needs mending, Burn the thatch! It’s an open question. To which no one wants an answer. In a sky which burns crystals into crack. Clutched The doll be close by side And far, From any kind of land which I once knew. Come Fall All be torn to ashes And shun Is all I can do. For its All I have. It’s not enough. I’m not enough. And oh, the dusk draws so near That the sky moults to a clear I…I’m losing what’s left of me. I’m breaking through my simple seem. I’m wondering when I’ll next walk free. Sweetly pretending that nothing needs mending, Burn the thatch! It’s an open question. To which no one wants an answer. In a sky which burns crystals into crack.
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Pulmonary 01:56
by Billy Degge Settled in a corner I need not to warn her I’m a port and she’s a boat. Ringing fills my ears Building up sets of fears From others, I build a moat. She’s not a heartless one Just a gal who wants fun. Freed from her stress to float. I’ll just vanish from her mind. Go and marvel at some other find. Causing my corpse to bloat. And Lou, You’ll never touch the ground. And Ann, I’ll search for your sound. And Gwen, I’ll search round and round.
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by Billy Degge He performs in front of audience, his vibrato trembles in cadence She watches from cashmere, he does what she fear Just a boy made of meat, leaves her fire a sleet His charm holds her blue, wishing herself into two Crushed she is gone, attempt to forget through song Lacking her sense of purpose, feet stumbles onto night bus Desire coursing through her veins. Panic ensures her lost. I tried, to help you I tried, to perfect you And yet, I upset you. And yet, He neglect you. Too scared, to lose you. Too weak, to protect you. Maybe, one day I’ll help, in some way. We’ll laugh, together. Whatever, kind of weather. Till then, Sweetheart I’ll never, be too far apart Enveloped in pain And defiled by the shame She weeps coolly and truly alone. Tears drift down face in complete lack of grace The mire grows a little larger, no matter how I nudge her Thoughts spawn and crawl around her Laura is late, vision distorted by hate To an event so fun, she need not see her sun He’ll regret everything, as he’s a charlatan king. Deep down a bit of her is notched. I tried, to help you I tried, to perfect you And yet, I upset you. And yet, He neglect you. Too scared, to lose you. Too weak, to protect you. Maybe, one day I’ll help, in some way. We’ll laugh, together. Whatever, kind of weather. Till then, Sweetheart I’ll never, be too far apart
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by Billy Degge Naught breaks the fall You gain, Yugen. Come one and all We gain, Yugen. Steady beats the drum It’s all wheels and wheels. Man’s doom has come It’s all wheels and wheels. Hold hands with me Eternal, Inferno We’re a lock to its key Eternal, Inferno Come one and all Burn forever. And ever. Come one and all. Burn forever. And ever. Come one and all. Burn forever. And ever.

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released April 17, 2015

Recorded and mixed in Winter 2014/2015 at "Dear Worms, No" Studios.

Andrew Robbins - Guitar, bass, drums and percussion, vocals, electronics, sampling, production, engineering, mastering, etc.

All music written by Andrew Robbins. Lyrics by Billy Degge except for "Run Admissions", "Song for Clara Alcorn" and "artistic decisions" by Andrew Robbins and "Alabama Song" by Bertolt Brecht.

Artwork by Jack Richards.
jacknrchards97@gmail.com
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Thanks to my friends, family, fans, and critics.

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