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My Last Exit

by Red Crimea

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1.
My Last Exit 04:17
I know you've always lied when you said you loved me I tried to deny it like it's all above me You brilliantly brood, solemn as a noon-day cat All logical conclusions? well, so I conclude that is that I'm diving to the oceans floor I'm diving.I can't breathe anymore You dyed your hair a strange colour Black or white I can't remember You hung up the Christmas lights in July You said it's the new December Stuck your fingers in the butter As I mumbled like Marlon Brando Wore your mothers angry hat as you sung Can you see the lights Fernando Diving to the Earths core Diving. I can't hold my breath anymore This has nothing to do with me...love..love I have a nervous breakdown every thirty-five days When your darkest moods reach full moon phase I stand erect, I salute your unfurled flag This is my last exit and you help me pack my bag I'm diving to the Earths core I'm diving.I can't breathe anymore. This has nothing to do with me.
2.
Stockholm 2 02:45
Now you're feeling lonely Icy tundra Scandinavia Decisions made were only Conclusions of your inertia When the sky falls It falls hard on your head Home alone in Stockholm Hits home like a hand Grabbing from the grave Sobers the self How futile it feels When the sky falls It falls hard on your head Home alone in Stockholm So arise young champion Oh gallant knave Home alone in Stockholm And when us strangers call You'll be someone else instead And when the sky falls It falls hard on your head.
3.
SuperCop 03:29
WHO GONNA STOP SUPERCOP ! HE'S BIG AS A BLOCK SUPERCOP ! TOUGH AS A ROCK SUPERCOP!
4.
The vikings of Liverpool , too rye yea Chew off your ears and gouge out your eyes. The vikings of Liverpool ,too rye yea Ruin all your women with cocaine and lies. There'll be a heart attack aplenty A lead poison death ala Carrivaggio When the laughter stops where will you go. The high kings of Sevastopol , too rye yea Wither in the gulag slowly losing their mind The high kings of Sevastopol , too rye yea Such creamy yellow voices James Masons velvet whine. The vikings of Liverpool ,too rye yea See the fraudsters with their fakery all too clear The vikings of Liverpool , too rye yea Worship a god of destruction with nothing to fear. There'll be a heart attack aplenty A lead poison death ala Carrivaggio When the dust settles Where can you go.
5.
Unforgiven 03:38
Could this be our last chance Or have we had our last dance Knee deep fighting back the waves Sucking bones by our fire in our cave I cant understand this animosity One more strand of your undisguised hostility When I come home Say hello to the furniture You're long gone But I feel you everywhere You hurt me I will forgive you I hurt you am I forgiven? Now I'm on the ropes You're on the ground Its a knockout punch But the bell don't sound . Am I forgiven?
6.
Big Brother 03:36
Instantfamewasguaranteedhisteamofadvisorsallagreed Onahillsidefairlynondescripthisdignityrobbedandhiswingswereclipped Climbedintoheavenwithamuleonhisbacklefthisfanswithnocitytosack Abriefcameonowandthenalwayshasthebackcatalogtofallupon Innocentprostitutetwelveyearsoldscreamsforherrighttobesold Lureofgoldledhertobabylonandthebigbadwolfsheranawayfrom Lostinmetropoliswithastreptecocculiscunt Hi, My name is Dennis How can I be of service May I clean the shit off your shoe For a minimum wage and a life like you Soldhissisterforanominalfeewalkedtwentyfivemilestothesocalledcity Paidinfullindirtymoneyforthelethaltriptothelandofthefree Arrowsindicatedtimeforbigsleepwhentheserpentstongueprobedsodeep Happyworkforceinrecessionaryclimesoptimisticthroughhistroubledtimes Finallymadeittotheearthscorefoundadollhousewithanotepinnedtothedoor Whatdoesitsayweheardyouwerecomingsowewentaway Hi, My name is Clarice How can I be of service May I give some pleasure to you For a few paltry coins and a life like you Starsburntoutonebyonethemilkywaythatmacnificentsun Fromthatdayforwardeverythingwasblackconfusedmassesaskedwhensitcomingback?HolyrollerssaidItoldyousoscientistssaidwegottogo Cosmicforceslippedintoreverseandpitcheditstentinthenextuniverse Sunswitchedonasthelastonecroakedstuckupfoolscanttakeajoke Hi, My name is Dennis How can I be of service May I clean the shit off your shoe For a minimum wage and a life like you Hi, My name is Clarice How can I be of service May I give some guilty pleasue to you For a few paltry coins and a life like you Now she dances nude without a wisp to spoil the view They broke into tears when they realised it ended their careers.
7.
There was rust in my gullet Fractured faculties at home Had a neck of dried vomit And a crotch wet to the bone Have no pity for me Just raise a glass say cheers I waded muddy water Throughout my drinking years Tried to salvage the wreckage Through cold sobers refrain I fell off that wagon Onto a runaway train All bar stools were made For the falling off of Many mattresses yellow stained Broken brimmed hats clumsily doffed There's a desert now Where once flowed rivers of beer A gluttonous goldfish Throughout my drinking years
8.
Afternoons 04:45
I try to write songs every afternoon Songs of love with familiar tunes I try to right wrongs in the afternoon Brick by brick til I'm completely consumed But a kiss from your lips and I trip into a trance A dance that makes me want to fly To the moon or Mars a place I can meditate on you For hours and hours, hours and hours And days and days When you're not here I want to curl up and die. I recite psalms every afternoon Gods golden rays shine upon my ruins But a touch of your skin and I'm within a hairs breadth Of sailing off to tranquil seas I arrive desert isle just for a while Or hours and hours,hours and hours Days and days When you're not there I want to curl up and die.
9.
Distance 02:42
I can't sleep Can't stay awake I'm eyeball to eyeball With a genuine fake Last ride home I slow to a crawl See her drawn face An eyeless doll It's quite a stroll from here to the moon It's nothing compared to the distance Between me and you I hear your voice It makes me shudder Dark thoughts Like when Cain killed his brother I can't speak Can't think straight She wants an answer She'll have to wait It's a mighty swim over Pacific blue It's nothing compared to the distance Between me and you Ice it forms You're getting close I feel your bad aura With my sensitive nose How far can you go Not far enough To the precipice I'll give you a shove All the people in China would make a long queue It's nothing compared to the distance Between me and you
10.
Butterfly 04:37
Ribbons and bows Purple painted toes Scattered flattery Blue eyelids Hey look where I hid You can't find me Wrapped in her skirts of satin and silk Her skin is as white as her mothers milk It's her third time being human Halo and wings Necklace, diamond rings The queen approaches Silver trumpets sound See white rabbits bound On her ornamental broaches Wrapped in a coat of sheep-skin and wool A world without her would be definitively dull It's her third time being human. My brain is wet My throat so dry I crawl the walls How I want to die Please God sweet brandy How it makes me cry Oh fly away.....pretty butterfly.
11.
Blue Skies 03:05
What's in a memory You cannot recall Is it all purely sensory Tiny tears in a waterfall Here they come it's those blue skies Here comes the sun Sang George Harrison... and those blue skies Visibly shrink before our eyes We saw you crumble Seen you stumble Through those long, long nights Here they come it's those blue skies Here comes the sun Sang George Harrison.... and those blue skies

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released June 1, 2014

Produced and Mixed by Red Crimea

Recorded by Red Crimea at Creaky Chair Studios

All music by Ken Byrne, Mark Byrne and Stephen Munnelly
Lyrics/Vocals by Mark Byrne © 2014
Vocals on Vikings of Liverpool by Betty Kelly.

Performed by Red Crimea


Artwork: Mark Byrne

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