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Roy Harper - Liquorice Alltime lyrics
Slime filth bildge and alienation live in the world experience non-event Non-live own up to nighting except poodles in the microwave oven and pillocks On the Phillips TV; bare of any meaningful pith bereft of any reason or raisin Puking in the back alleys of beaten up arms dealers vocal chords Place in our time chips in our alcohol prannies in our way Place in our time Place in our time Liquorice alltime Stream of shit conciousness drunken heretic in an afternoon of tragic Sunsets and foggy mornings, tragedy eyebrows, the rivers run with blood From my ears like an electric mistress at point blank through the frontal Lobes and back onto the dole and into the scratching paupers grave of daily Drudge in the Thatcherdom of discontent and the greater Galtieri of Disappearance and gall bladder melt down Place in our time Place in our time Liquorice alltime Dehydration. Bleeding mothers with totally infinitely traumatised human Sausages in the greater green pea soup of azure weather maps and bullshit Representation of Jack Frost God me stood at the bar sober as a Newton's Apple falling through transcending universes of seven dimensions looking For eight in the greedy onslaught for knowledge and total disregard for Anything past future including history Falling, we're falling, take me home my lovely to your first time bed and Let me lie with you until they bury us in liquorice alltime, come my love we Face togetherness in the tragedy of all time Liquorice alltime |
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