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Bobby Hundreds

by Baker Island

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1.
Welcome to Meyerton And good luck trying to survive here Good luck to the lovers Attempting to rendevous in King-Doyle park beneath the palms
2.
You, you are a cathedral Always used to disappointment But always disappointed But each time seems worse than the last They moved the clock to another place But I wasn't a crime until this country came along I've changed since I was dead I've changed since I was I am a bridge when I'd rather be Turning to see the word 'exit' scrawled into your cheeks But I, I'm built to house nothing in particular And now I'm just somewhere to meet Rooted to the spot But I'm too tired to move They say that kid's a lump A moron set in stone Is there enough to pass as true? If not I'll claim that it's a joke A joke that you don't get A joke that you don't It's a joke I swear It's a joke I swear It's a joke I swear It's a joke
3.
I checked what you had asked everyone to I found none there, but you announcing You're moving to, ooh, the rough end of the town Except your street is wealthy Jesus Christ I've never, 'til now Seen so much romance at book club Missed chapters, skipped acts In fact, did you even read the book? But facts should not spoil narrative You're judge, jury and on Tuesdays Pricing the blameless out Out of business But you are them and they are exactly perfection If you miss out the bad bits Jesus Christ I've never, 'til now Seen so much romance at book club Missed chapters, skipped acts In fact did you even read the book? But facts should not spoil narrative
4.
They build their statues in print and in self portraits Chipped my hands falling and detailing career moves The thing that thinks its a house is, in fact, a skyscraper Sport, can I get my fitness back on top form She made your bones give up their secrets As smoke leaves one mouth and another Through the penthouse window ledge Wasted what seems like a decade waiting for, nay Expecting buildings to crumble But oh, they won't, they'll utter insular mumbles As the underground rumbles above And suddenly you pretend you've always loved 1992 Never 1979 Where's your little leather jacket now? Let me start again in what seems like just a month The stones and grit that choke everything still exist here The thing that thinks it's a house is, in fact, a skyscraper And when you focus, you focus on the fireplace Countess speaks in tongues Folks can rummage, folks can learn It's not a house, it's a skyscraper
5.
At the end of the pier I curse these boards beneath my feet At the end of the pier I curse these boards beneath my sheets And if the audience don't laugh at the jokes I make Then it's their own fault And not mine at all And not mine at all And not mine at all And not mine at all And not mine at all And not mine at all And not mine at all And not mine at all
6.
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Pitch ideas for magazines Of backscratching and showcasing your friends Comics burnt with filter tips Hotel service not all that we'd hoped for Pitch ideas of never-ending write-ups This month's theme is computer gaming Pitch ideas for magazines That spring to mind from self made wrecks in the sand Castles promised much Castles built by drunks Token look of disdain as token crooks laugh about rain Whilst they tread lightly about the stage Line sea-droughted skin centuries old Don't look back for best friends Look at the smoke they made Breeding one more of them I am beat but alive Lunatics sailed so then we could jump ship What has my life come to When a bridge is a thing of interest Brittle bones bending when others forgot They had cringed at each rockstar interview soundbite Announce who your friends are And you will make it I am fucking sure
7.
There are no compliments to be found in this lake There are no compliments to be found in this river You drink a bottle of milk every morning You kept your teeth clean because you had a filthy mouth Portability is everything to you Portability is everything to no-one else And borders mean nothing to you And borders, I don't really think, matter to anyone But you like to say That they matter to everyone else except you So I can buy your t-shirts before records Before your records Before your records Your records Your records Your records Your records
8.
Sigh, and again You remind me of each and every thing that I've forgotten to do Chopped down trees You remind me that half of me is utterly flawed I picked a word at random And in some way it described everything I had to say about you I chose books at random And in each and every one I wished the last line had been the final thing that I'd ever said That I'd ever said to you
9.
You said "fuck" in every song you wrote You said it was to prove a point But I'm still not sure just what that point Just what that point was From a town with no sea A, b, c, d, e Not for now Not for never But I've got an idea Not for now Not for never And you heard that it's tried And it's true and when the rat comes round No lips or teeth You think "that's what I'll do" There's four letters and five to go Forgive my memory Did I say there's four letters, five to go? It must be oh so hard for you Saving the world with not one pill but two And in those little shoes You picked up in a vegan cafe that is run by your friends I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor And don't you ever ever forget this I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor And I will never let you forget this I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor And don't you ever ever forget this I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor And I will never let you forget this
10.
Your greed for comfort Left you handing out advice badly You could not swallow a valentine For love nor for money Love nor for money If a silver whistle means paintings drip dry We can take a raincheck and I'll be your fake war bride Broken legs not withstanding, sainthood awaits me In the fiction aisle deep below the North Sea Your greed for romance Means you might have to wait a while See you eyeing up that sawdust And those acrobats Those acrobats If a silver whistle means paintings drip dry We can take a raincheck and I'll be your fake war bride Broken legs not withstanding, sainthood awaits me In the fiction aisle deep below the North Sea
11.
If I had a chance to do good works I think they'd be half hearted Because you see, drinking port makes me throw up for ten days after Do old couples keep each other warm at night Or have they just found better things to do with their time Better things to do with their time But what will do for now will suffice Yes this will do for now Floating on so called ferries A ferry in name only Wider at the middle point The carnival disappoints As the water level rose, water invaded our homes And made us all feel unwell so we found a new place to dwell Sorry? I wish 'd never said sorry You'll get your presents back Especially the ironing board Which has not even been unwrapped So see me running out the door Because this is the last you'll ever see of me
12.
You said you'd never go ancient Unless up for grabs was a bronze-thighed merchant We brought the sword down on your heads We brought the sword down on your heads Heads! They said you were the noblest of thieves Even if your momentary fame was brief Brought up wise but less than light Bring us their heads Bring us their heads Bring us their heads

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released August 3, 2015

Sean Dodds - guitar, vocals, keys, drums, bass, percussion
Kevin Rajiah - guitar, bass, vocals
Chris Perriman - keys, percussion, vocals
Matt Hayward - drums, percussion, vocals
Cathy Russell - bass
Christianne Ormston - guitar, vocals
Jonny Helm - drums, percussion, vocals
Chris McManus - drums, percussion
Kris Dowson - drums, percussion
David Wilson - percussion
Giles Barrett - guitar

Recorded at:
Blank Studios, Newcastle by Chris McManus
Soup Studios, London by Giles Barrett, Arie Van Der Poel & Simon Trought
The Sickroom Studios, Narborough by Owen Turner
Polestar Studios, Newcastle by Sean Dodds
The Soundroom Studios, Gateshead by Sean Dodds
The Cottage Studios, Cairndow, Scotland by Sean Dodds

Mixed at The Sickroom Studios by Owen Turner

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