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All You Want
03:28
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All You Want
(As sung by a Filth Pilgrim)
A clock with no face has no hands
No hands to guide it
To guide it through the night
A clock with no face has no sense
No sense of direction
No sense of direction
Nonsense!
Nonsense!
Are you a broken child?
Do you have direction?
Do you? Hmm?
Do you have a hand
To guide you through the night?
Do you? Do you?
Do you ride the carousel?
Would you like to see the show?
Would you like to get away from bittersweet
Bittersweet
Smashing out the stained glass
we could be all you want
Smashing out the spyglass
we could be all you want all you want
Are you a broken clock?
Do you want a full revival?
Do you want some kind of guarantee of your survival?
Do you want a cigarette?
We can take all that we see
So much more than bottled beer and dirty magazines
Are you a broken child?
Do you have direction?
Do you have a hand
A hand to guide you through
To guide you through the night
Would you like to be taken in, my friend?
Right this way to the egress, regret and loss of innocence
Smashing out the stained glass
we could be all you want
Smashing out the spyglass
(don’t look too closely)
we could be all you want
all you want
©2007 Malcom Schreeck
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Dirty Old Silver
03:58
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Dirty Old Silver
(As sung by Clive the Barker)
Molly
She has a switch and a blade
She got it made in the shadow of doorways
She gets under your skin
She’s a daughter
A daughter of sin
This terrible frame oh the sound of dirty old silver
With a gun in her gowns, she stares you down
Cold, this terrible turn, turn, turn
Olivier
He got one thing on his mind these days
A dream of monies what come and stay
Family, oh how he misses them
He’s a seventh son
A victim of circumstance
He won’t last in this terrible place
Whoa, no!
This terrible frame oh the sound of dirty old silver
With a gun in her gowns, she stares you down
Cold, this terrible place
Ha-ha-ha
Now old Master James
He got one foot in the grave these days
A slave to danger love and laudanum
Mistress Molly, oh how she kisses him
She plays mother
She milks him to the last
No discipline too strict in this terrible thorn
This terrible frame oh the pound of dirty old strange
With a gun in her gowns she stares you down
Cold, this terrible turn, this terrible frame,
this terrible place, this terrible thorn, this terrible lie,
these terrible streets, this terrible night, this terrible life,
this TERRIBLE…!
©2007 Malcom Schreeck
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Frozen Mood
05:21
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Frozen Mood
(As sung by Captain Nobody)
Below and making the most of my time inside with my fever dream
I’m all alone in my frozen mood taking in the half-light pulse
Adrift and holding the past in my mind diving down below it all
Like the shark I cannot stop or I may never swim again
Trying to keep going
Trying to keep from running down
Trying to keep my Grand Work moving
Trying to stay my course
Trying to keep my demons down
Trying to keep my Grand Work running
Then she proceeds to interrupt my stream
Rage exudes the indelicate signal
Afar and taking account of mankind outside with their war machines
All alone in my frozen mood I take to bed my fear and loathing
Awake and willing the stone-faced captain
I have no name I have no home no
Turn to surface once again and take the world back down with me
I am trying to stop steering
Trying to keep the pressure down
Trying to keep my Grand Work moving
Trying to stay my hunger
Trying to keep my demons down
Trying to keep my Grand Work running
Then she proceeds to interrupt my stream
Wrath ensues with indelicate signals
©2007 Malcom Schreeck
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Chaser
03:51
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Chaser
(As sung by The Spirits of the Old No. 9)
Stranger pick your poison no we do not carry wine
We are glad to know you we already know your kind
Stranger why the hurry here is something to imbibe
A dark and dirty drink called Waiting To Die
It is a lovely eve for a high-strung soul
Through the decay into the watering hole
Change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
We raise our cracking glasses to another day in hell
This oasis is the very place the angels fell
What are you afraid of Stranger?
Come on down the bitter brine
Another drink another song and then its closing time
It is a lurvy eve for a vodka soul
Through the wreckage into the watering hole
Change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
Stranger wet your whistle with us dregs and ne’er too wells
We are glad for your company I know it’s hard to tell
Stranger where’s the fire?
This round is on the house
A shot of Nice to Know You
From the below the bar it pours and pours
It’s a lurvy eve for drunken show
Through the dismay into the watering hole
Change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
Wait for the last call
©2007 Malcom Schreeck
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Ever After
03:45
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Ever After
(As sung by Elwood Lovekraken)
It started ugly
Savagery and broken sky
It was the time of maybe never
After all
Lonely and miserable
Tragedy to see you
You were so beautiful
Like broken dolls can be
After all the venom taken
We were told was Sauvignon
This is what our progress got us
After all it’s all in fun
After heaven has gone dark
After all our time has gone
This is how the music ended
After all has come undone
Lovely when stars were falling
Glimmering like tears
Only a breath from the finish
After all
I wonder how I still am standing
Was there a ghost within this shell
Or is this the place of ever after
After all
After all the worlds colliding
After all the drama fades
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes
After all it’s all for show
After heaven has gone dark
After all our time has gone
This is how the play has ended
After all has come undone
After all the venom taken
We were told was Sauvignon
This is what our progress got us
After all it’s all in fun
After heaven has gone dark
After all our time is gone
This is how the music ended
After all has come undone
After last chances are let go
After we are next in line
This is how the curtain closes
After all that’s all for now
©2007 Malcom Schreeck
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