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You can't eat the elephant whole
You have to carve it up or else you will choke
You can't drink the lake in one go
You have to sip it down or else you will drown
You can't shift the Pyramid whole
You move it brick by brick Lest you make yourself sick
I'm choking - pat me on the back
I'm choking - pat me on the back
I'm choking - pat me on the back
And carve the elephant up
You can't eat the elephant whole
You have to carve it up or else you will choke
You can't drink the lake in one go
You have to sip it down or else you will drown
Man kann sish nicht jeden Schuh anziehen
Wer über Wasser geht, der muss Barfuß gehn
You can't shift the Pyramid whole
You move it brick by brick Lest you make yourself sick
You can't eat the elephant whole
You have to carve it up or else you will choke
You can't drink the lake in one go
You have to sip it down or else you will drown
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You can see the place it used to stand
There goes a broken man
There goes a broken man
When there's nothing left to lose
Every ego bruised
Keeps the world amused
I know that's a hefty weight to share with you
An unappealing mess of feeling
But oh
You could have the fix I need
You can see the place it used to land
Falls like a broken branch
Upon your broken ground
Forgive and forget
Not every pound of flesh comes
To regret
I know that's a hefty weight to share with you
An unappealing mess of feeling
But oh
You could have the fix I need
I ask to much of you
But branches break
And people too
I hope in time
With string and glue
And glue and string
We'll mend these broken things
I know that's a hefty weight to share with you
An unappealing mess of feeling
But oh
You could have the fix I need
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I accede I will sheath my sword
O break my shield upOn the floor
Swear your oath You will end this war
That we may lie Nevermore
These burdens are not small
This timber it must fall
Desire is not my sole domain
We are partners or nothing
We work together or we idle alone
We live together or we die alone
Air your truth, shall I not speak?
This conversation must not cease
Face to face or side by side
We find our strength when unified
This fire rages tall
In your exalted hall
Desire is not my sole domain
We are partners or nothing
We work together or we idle alone
We live together or we die alone
Desire is not my sole domain
We are partners or nothing
We work together or we idle alone
We live together or we die alone
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Pink on the board
Sacrifice
What the ritual is for
It’s good for the spirit
O this dirt is good for the soul
Touch your head and touch your toes
If you don’t want to go in one of those
One of those
Purr like a cat
And it’s hard to know
Yes it’s hard to know that
Are you happy
Or are you healing your bones?
Touch your head and touch your toes
If you don’t want to go in one of those
One of those
A little bit of dirt is good for the spirit
A little bit of dirt is good for the soul
Touch your head and touch your toes
If you don’t want to go in one of those
One of those
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O lover of mine, you bring me gifts
Cut from the boudoir of Princess Eugenie
Clipped from the tomb of Queen Nephertiti
So thoughtful that lover of mine
O darling of mine, you send me presents
Flowers from the dirt of Washington's grave
A token of loyalty; honest and brave
That sweet thoughtful husband of mine
They light fires in your mind
Which in turn earns our means to survive
These objects of love form the basis
For the money that we need to survive
O lover of mine I sent you trinkets
Pieces of flannel from the market in Stretford
Scraps of silk from barmaids of Salford
O gullible lover of mine
O darling of mine, would you believe that
These flowers aren't really from Washington's grave?
I picked them down by the canal in the rain
Sweet gullible darling of mine
They light fires in my mind
Which in turn earns our means to survive
Objects of love form the basis
For those wonderful stories you write
It lights fires in the mind
All these whatnots and trifles and baubles and lies
Objects of love form the basis
For the things we both need to survive
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I got swallowed whole by a hurricane
It picked up my house
Right off the ground
And tossed it around
All over town
I got swallowed whole
I fell into the cracks the day the earth shook
A monumental quake
Caused my ground to ache
Caused my ground to shake
Caused my ground to break
And I fell right in
I've been laid low by a force of nature
Brought down by a force of nature
Been swallowed whole by a force of nature
Hell I fell in love with a force of nature
Hell I fell right in
As I sank below from ice to fire
The thrill of terror cried
Something stirred inside
Threw it open wide
Somehow I survived
As I sank below
I've been laid low by a force of nature
Brought down by a force of nature
Been swallowed whole by a force of nature
Hell I fell in love with a force of nature
Hell I fell right in
Hell I fell
Hell I fell
Hell I fell
Hell I fell right in
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7. |
EGO (acoustic live)
02:40
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Like a dog
Like a dog
Like a dog
Like a dog on the corner
Barking
Barking
Barking
Barking at its own echo
Barking at the echo of an echo of an echo
In some endless feedback loop
A million screaming voices of failure say:
Ego
Ego
Get out of your own way
Giants
Giants
Giants
Sleep beneath the stars in the night sky
And they fight
O they fight
How they fight
They fight with the stars in the night sky
They only name stars after you when you're in the ground
The million screaming voices of failure say:
Ego
Ego
Get out of your own way
Ego makes you stupid
Ego makes you mad
Ego makes you foolish
Ego break it bad
Get out of your own way
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How maddening it is,
How oddening this evening is becomening
How sweet it is to feel
From brain to belly to balls
How sweet it is to feel
And even in my darkest jokes
Beauty can be found
At the gallows the humour turns into truth
And beauty can be found
So keep laughing
Keep laughing out loud
Shake old penny copper rust down
From your houses of glum
Turn it into falling joy
A fence is for the birds
They can sit on it if they please
Offense is for the birds
And even in my darkest jokes
Beauty can be found
At the gallows the humour turns into truth
And beauty can be found
So keep laughing
Keep laughing out loud
Don't diminish
This precious intensity
With your words
Rattle the bones of misery
And keep laughing
Keep laughing out loud
Keep laughing
Keep laughing out loud
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Feel the strings pinned to every word pulling thought through
Choose your news source carefully as carefully as it chooses you
Shrink the language, shrink the conversation
Confirmation bias is a bias of confirmation
The end is coming for you
Give us this fear with our daily bread - pull those thoughts through
Facts distract from the narrative, the narrative that’s distracting you
Shrink the language, shrink the conversation
Confirmation bias is a bias of confirmation
Keep us from following the money
To those party donors who own the papers that we read
The end is coming for you
Give us this fear with our daily bread
Pull those thoughts through
Facts distract from the narrative
The narrative that’s distracting you
Feel the strings pinned to every word
Pulling thoughts through
Choose your news source carefully
As carefully as it chooses...
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Hold the gun to my head and tell me I'm happy
Tell me that this is the thing that I've longed for for so long
So long
Blood is rising in my temples
A heart that is pounding is a heart that wants and desires
So long
For a card that is marked from the moment it's dealt
From the moment it lit you knew it would burn to the end
Give me happiness, give me death I’ll take whatever you have left
Give me a happy death - I’ll take a happy death
Heal all my scars and pardon my crimes
All deeds undone, the hours of fun forgotten
So long
For a card that is marked from the moment it's dealt
From the moment it lit you knew it would burn to the end
Give me happiness, give me death I’ll take whatever you have left
Give me a happy death - I’ll take a happy death
Give me a happy death
I'll take a happy death
Make mine a happy death
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11. |
I Cycle (acoustic live)
04:32
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Love is a series of doctors from one to the next
Life is the quest for a little more respect
Be a class warrior
Be a backseat driver
Be a complicated edcuated member of society
But humans are humans
Where ever you go
And that's important to me
Fear is a plague of petunias
that wither and die
Hope is the fire of a righteous mind
Shoulder to shoulder with 56 more
I'm standing by the parliament and raising my voice
Shoulder to shoulder me and 56 more
O we want the choice
Though people will talk
I Cycle
They may want me to walk but
I Cycle
Sex is the fumbling function of form over shame
Money has no function at all
Gentlemen Only Ladies Forgotten
A vat of acid on the 16th hole should show my dislike
T.E. Yates is burning bungalows
At Rivington Pike
Though people will talk
I Cycle
They may want me to walk but
I Cycle
Age is a reason to know what we're laughing about
Death is the laugh that we haven't had
My sensible locks never lower than my ears
In shirt and pants and boots I'll spend my retirement years
I'll keep my bees company
See what they have to teach me
Though people will talk
I Cycle
They may want me to walk but
I Cycle
Though city folk stare
I Cycle
Through Preston streets fair
I Cycle
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Granfalloon Manchester, UK
Manchester based composer and recordist. Lo-fi. Folk. Psych. Songs. Unusually long neck for a man my height.
Contact: info@granfalloonmusic.com
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