1. |
All My Fine Fabrics
02:32
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What’s left what’s left what’s left what’s left what’s left what’s left what’s left what’s left, at the bottom of the compost heap?
What’s left what’s left what’s right what’s right what’s right what’s right what’s right what’s right, at the bottom of the garden?
And if I should die tonight, throw me on the compost heap
And if I should die tonight, well take me down to the bottom of the garden
Merino socks will compost easily
My selvedge jeans will compost easily
My linen work shirt composts easily
All my fine fabrics, microplastic free
And if I should die tonight, throw me on the compost heap
And if I should die tonight, let the worms make mulch of me, wahahaha!
Natural skin care composts easily
My flesh and bones will compost easily
Fertilise organically
Disappear biodegradably
And if I should die tonight, throw me on the compost heap
And if I should die tonight, take me the down the garden and let me rot
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2. |
Modern Boys
01:47
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All the modern boys, wearing workwear for leisure
Flock towards the river, in search of pleasure
Ring spun cotton shrouds long limbs
Please tell me how it feels to win
Our alloy bodies rendered in comic sans
Hard, strong, rounded and illegible
All the modern boys, wearing workwear for leisure
Flock towards the river, in search of pleasure
Ripstop bags across broad chests
My heart’s a tart, your soul’s bereft
Our alloy bodies rendered in comic sans
Hard, strong, rounded and illegible
Hard, strong, rounded, completely illegible
Older, jowly, gothic
How’d you like me older, jowly, gothic?
How’d you like me older?
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3. |
Capital Ring
02:49
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It is dark
You’re in a basement
The floor is sticky
It’s 2005
You shake from all of your caffeinated refills
A ploy to make it through the winter alive
You have the facts and you have the fiction
And yet you can’t seem to decide
Tear out your stitches
Fight with your enemies
Can’t be contained
Can’t live without luxury
Strike a match
Draw it towards you
The way you were taught
The way you were told
You are not dressed for this unseasonable weather
Rush to the bus stop, rush to the door
You’re emboldened by the new millennium
By your lack of care, your lack of joy
Tear out your stitches
Fight with your enemies
Can’t be contained
Can’t live without luxury
Tear out your stitches
And fight with your enemies
She can’t be contained
Can’t live without luxury
She does exactly what she wants
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4. |
Please Hold
00:58
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Leeches
02:44
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Leeches, I swim with leeches
Their tender mouth parts exsanguinate me slowly, slowly
The venomosity of your positivity is draining the life out of me
You’re draining the life out of me
Leeches, I swim with leeches
Their tender mouth parts exsanguinate me slowly, slowly
The venomosity of your positivity is draining the life out of me
You’re draining the life out of me
And dragging me down into the sea
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Soft, tender, gentle? Try me!
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6. |
Wayback Machine
00:35
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HTTP
Internet archive, show me the sins of my youth
This website will not love you back
HTTP
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7. |
Sacked In The Morning
02:53
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(Sacked in the morning, I’m getting sacked in the morning)
Well I’m sorry that I worked through my lunch break everyday and it was not enough for you
And my evenings and weekends, to try and make it through
I quit first
You’re not gonna fire me you’re not gonna fire me you’re not gonna fire me
I quit first
When I’m gone I’ll haunt your corporate offices
Disrupt your zoom calls
Disconnect your internet
Send hate mail to your fax machine
Eat your pack lunch everyday
And spit into your coffee maker
I quit first
Well I’m sorry that before I left I took all the oat milk from the communal fridge
And all the tampons from the gender neutral toilet even though I didn’t fucking need them
I quit first
You’re not gonna fire me you’re not gonna fire me you’re not gonna fire me
I quit first
When I’m gone I’ll haunt your corporate offices
Disrupt your zoom calls
Lead a wild cat strike that makes the headlines over dinner time
Eat your pack lunch everyday
And spit into your coffee maker
I quit first
I am not your personal assistant
And I am not your technical support
I am the Human Resources department’s living nightmare
And I quit first
When I’m gone I’ll haunt your corporate offices
Disrupt your zoom calls
Disconnect your internet
Send hate mail to your fax machine
Eat your pack lunch everyday
And spit into your coffee maker
When I’m gone I’ll haunt your corporate offices
Disrupt your zoom calls
Lead a wild cat strike that makes the headlines over dinner time
Eat your pack lunch everyday
And spit into your coffee maker
When I’m gone I’ll haunt your corporate offices
Disrupt your zoom calls
Disconnect your internet
Send hate mail to your fax machine
Give me my fucking P45 or you won’t make it out here alive
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