Harlequins

by Nathan Fordyce-Wright

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1.
Austerity Is starving thee Economy Is burning to the ground But I won't let that keep me down, Polarization Pauperization The struggle facing There's no fight to be found But I won't let that keep me down No I won't let that keep me down, It'd take a lot to blow my mind And give you all of my time 'Cause solitude it treats me well Feel like I could take on hell But cocaine, acid, 2CB Now the whisky's taking me Come on baby let's be free Yeah come on baby let's be free, Lay, oh lay with me Lisa Come lay, lay with me Saul Lay until the world cracks open Lay with me from dusk till dawn Lay, of lay with me Mona Come lay, lay with me Lorne Lay until the world cracks open Lay with me from dusk till dawn, Ah come and lay with me I want you lay, lay by me.
2.
Tyrannosaur 05:22
Strange as it seems There's these lines in between The old settled score The nooks of the scene Strange as it seems I'm waiting for Tyrannosaur, The old crooks of the scene Have hung up their hats Dusted their coats Cashed all their cheques The old crooks of the scene Are waiting for Tyrannosaur, Strange as it seems There's this itch that's not scratched A door left unlatched There's a hope that's been dashed Strange as it seems I'm waiting for Tyrannosaur, The old crooks of the scene Have left a fresh trail A path in the mire From which we'll diverge The old crooks of the scene Are waiting for Tyrannosaur, But how do you appear With a talk that's so sincere How do you explode With a holy telepathy waiting to blow, But there comes a time Imagination seems bust There comes a time Logic sprouting old rust And there comes a time Sirens knocking at your door And there comes a time Passed out on the kitchen floor And you know they're wanting more And they're always wanting more, And I've been wasting time With you my sweetheart And I've been wasting time With you my cheap beer And I've been wasting time With you my cheat start And I've been wasting time With you my long year, But how do you appear With a talk that's so sincere How do you explode With a holy telepathy waiting to blow, And I've been wasting time On you my sweetheart And I've been wasting time On you my cheap beer And I've been wasting time On you my cheat start And I've been wasting time On you my long year, And I (I've been wasting time) And I (I've been wasting time) And I (I've been wasting time) And I'll keep wasting time With you my sweetheart.
3.
Sarah's dancing with the legs of a goat Stomping her hooves down by the coast Calle joins her with the horns of a ram Their eyes are rolling backwards with a lyre in hand Up jumps Oliver batting his wings Sending out a shriek he's beginning to sing There sits Johnny with the ears of a bat Listening intently he's always been like that, I'm world weary in high heeled shoes Lipstick from a wheelie bin and cataclysmic blues These military harlequins, these neo-nazi charlatans, these political mannequins all printed in the daily news I'm world weary in high heeled shoes Hair dye from a petrol can and blusher on my bruises These snidey high rollers, seduced by holy smokers, spending evenings in the bathroom with a pouch of powdered moods I'm, World weary World weary World weary, Whilst Sarah slept someone with something to lose Took out a hammer and nailed iron to her hooves Whilst Calle slumbered someone chopped off their horns Filed them to stumps and sold them on far shores And poor old Oliver has had both his wings clipped He no longer sings as his feathers have been stripped And there sits Johnny his eardrums burst He doesn't trust a soul always assuming the worst, I'm world weary in high heeled shoes Lipstick from a wheelie bin and cataclysmic blues These military harlequins, these neo-nazi charlatans, these political mannequins all printed in the daily news I'm world weary in high heeled shoes Hair dye from a petrol can and blusher on my bruises These snidey high rollers, seduced by holy smokers, spending evenings in the bathroom with a pouch of powdered moods I'm, World weary World weary World weary.
4.
Mr. Benjamin 02:52
Ah Mr. Benjamin Drinking communion wine Ah Mr. Benjamin He caught you cursing these times Ah Mr. Benjamin I've got direct line Ah Mr. Benjamin To the lord above he's worried 'bout your library fines, Now Mr. Benjamin I do declare That Mr. Benjamin You are stuck in that chair Ah Mr. Benjamin Is the devil involved in your crimes Cause Mr. Benjamin The lord is worried 'bout He's so worried 'bout The lord is worried 'bout your library fines, Now brother Benjamin Doesn't that pulpit feel right Ah brother Benjamin Bask in Jesus' light Ah brother Benjamin Glad you could join our side Cause brother Benjamin The lord is paying off Yes he's paying off The lord is paying off your library fines.
5.
Miasma 06:30
Miasma sneaking past the watchmen Sleeping on the job again Captain's busy playing poker Inmates have a wicked hand Soon they'll have the keys to freedom Leave the Captain naked and dry Miasma's got malicious vision Leave the Captain wondering why, Created from the breath of widows Harlequins and rotten fiends Tricksters, robbers, virgin killers Kneel before its majesty Now it's found a broken victim Breath is thick with vodka and rye Miasma's got malignant purpose Make the Captain wish she could die, Captain prowls the fiery wasteland Sabre in her wicked hand Her tattered flag all wrapped around her Protecting her from lashing sands Soon she'll find that hidden door Entrance to the sky Miasma's got a hold of her Captain oh my oh my, Cruel shadows dance before her eyes Forever taunting in tenebrous disguise But it won't be long, Captain oh Captain where to sail to next Your misguided journey will lead us to our deaths No it won't be long, And how did you say that with your knife between your teeth Your voice echoes loudly, dispelling mutiny No it won't be long, Up rises the ship into the swirling sky We kneel on the deck and cannot close our eyes Our time has come.
6.
The Haar 04:09
The streets are quiet now as the haar moves in The streets are quiet now as the haar rolls in. (x a few)
7.
Give me ten strong women to carry me home Give me wild-eyed horses to ride until dawn Given me the wisest of me to try and prove me wrong Then let the sharp children fix the world's faults, Give me a century in silence just to hear what is true Give me ten of your gods just to see me through Give me two tabs of acid and your company too Show me vile contraptions I'll tell you what they do (What do they do?) Well I'll show you now, Give me a hundred tonnes of tar and I will lay that road Give me corrupt politicians, I'll picket their shows Give me two moves at chess, I'll bring your kingdom down Throw me primed sticks of nitro, say goodbye to the crown, Give me a pen and a pad and will promise you cry Give me a gun and a target, in this ditch I will die Give me one night beside you and I'll leave you satisfied Spend another beside me and you'll see through these lies All these lies.
8.
Crawl into bed and sleep until dusk I've nothing to do whilst my effigy rusts Run out of steam and run out lust Wait till the overture breaks and combusts, The sleeping fool The sleeping fool The sleeping fool has woke up and now rules The sleeping fool The sleeping fool The sleeping fool has woke up and now Rules with a loud guffaw, There goes the sun, you're dozing too long Get out of sheets and rise into the dawn My oh my dear, that painting you've torn Drink down the overture feeling forlorn, The sleeping fool The sleeping fool The sleeping fool has woke up and now rules The sleeping fool The sleeping fool The sleeping fool has woke up and now Rules with a loud guffaw, (HAHAHAHAHA) Down I now lay, away from the world Shut out the sunlight and let me unfurl Taking my time, I'll never run out Until the townsfolk run out lazy lout.
9.
Horse Glue 03:42
Take my saddle, take my reins Lead me down to holy place Take my saddle, take my reins And lead me down to Bethlehem, I think big thinks, follow law Till the doctor harms no more I think big thinks, follow law Till the whip-crack stops it roar, I am made of horse glue I will stomp my big hooves I am made of horse glue I will stomp my big hooves, Close my blinders, milk my balls Shoot me when my legs all fall Close my blinder, milk my balls Shoot me when I start to crawl, Isolate me, give me hope Tell me when the doctor croaks Isolate me, give me hope Tell me when the whip has broke For I am made of horse glue I will stomp my big hooves I am made of horse glue I will stomp my big hooves, For I am made of horse glue I will stomp my big hooves I am made of horse glue I will stomp my big hooves.
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11.
Close to You 04:17
I see Said the blind man I hear Said the deaf man I speak Said the mute man And I feel Said every man, Yes I feel I feel you Yes I feel I feel you, Close to me And I wanna feel So close to you And I feel you Close to me And I wanna feel So close to you, Lay, oh lay with me Rhona Come and lay, lay with me Shaun Lay until the world cracks open Lay with me from dusk till dawn Lay, oh lay with me Nina Come and lay, lay with me Leon Lay until the world cracks open Lay with me from dusk till dawn, I want you to lay Come and lay by me Do you want me to lay Come and lay by you.

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released May 10, 2022

Written, Performed and Produced by Nathan Fordyce-Wright
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