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>HYPERKARMA.

Moja

sCATTered ThouGhTs Awoken by The douGlAs CouplAnd novel GenerATionx. seT To musiC born As A Cover of superfly (CurTis mAyfield). soon enouGh To beCome An oriGinAl blACk:noT:Green & TrAvel severAl CyCles of ChAnGe. severAl key lyriC ChAnGes oCCurred durinG hyperkArmA reCordinG session. A very rAre version of This TrACk exisTs in mp3 formAT And wAs AvAilAble for The on-line lAunCh of hyperkArmA. This wAs disConTinued & replACed wiTh A remAsTered remixed version AfTer AbouT 6 dAys on-line. mojA? swAhili

welCome To The GenerATion
x CommuniCATe The nATion
CuT AdrifT from All you hAve To sAy
elvis momenTs keep me sAne
& deAd Tv iT does The sAme
Are you in TexlAhomA lAnd TodAy ?

GenerATion ulTrA super now
hyperkArmA is my kArmA
GenerATion ulTrA mojA down
love delAyed TodAy forGive me

fell To eArTh A spACeship lAndinG
jusT To find A Time sTill sTAndinG
rAdiATion wAves will mAke me fly hiGh
Try iT onCe & Try AGAin
To AwAke him form his pAin
& TAke him bACk form whenCe he CAme AwAy

GenerATion ulTrA super now
hyperkArmA is my kArmA
GenerATion ulTrA mojA down
love delAyed TodAy forGive me

ulTrA now i Am

Rolling

An Albino premoniTion wriTTen in deCember 1999. firsT mixes ConsTruCTed usinG A kurT CobAin GuiTAr sAmple [Trk 4. sChool; bleACh] wiTh drum & bAss looped To 4-TrACk. lATer re-reCorded wiTh A modified GuiTAr line & full ArrAnGemenT. beATles sAmpled - spoT iT >? reArrAnGed AGAin for live show.. TrACk 2 or seT Closer.

wAiTed for you To Come bACk when you'd Gone
sTArinG AT The blAnk spACe on The wAll
you CAn lAuGh AT me ThATs okAy
i'll jusT smile in your fACe & sAy

i'm rollinG
This is plACe To be
i'm rollinG
no plACe for you & me
i'm rollinG
This is The plACe To be
no plACe for you & me

wAiTed for you To Come bACk now you've Gone
To do ThAT ThinG ThAT you've done
you CAn lAuGh AT me ThAT's okAy
i'll jusT smile in your fACe & sAy
beTTer off wiThouT you AnywAy

i'm rollinG

sinCe you've Gone i'm hAppy
now you've Gone i'm sAd
who'd hAve ThouGhT To see me
wiThouT you i'm GlAd
ThouGhT AbouT iT someTimes
ThouGhT AbouT iT Good
now you've mAde me see The liGhT
beTTer ThAn i should

i'm rollinG

Sub3

firsT kiCked AbouT durinG The end of 1998 & finAlly pinned To A drum & bAss loop in sprinG 1999. losinG your inspirATion or someThinG mAybe someone. joinTly wriTTen lyriCs & reCorded durinG hyperkArmA reCordinG sessions - AuGusT 1999, in The shAdow of A full lunAr eClipse - briGhT shininG meTAphors.

Close ThAT is where i wAnT To be
burn The bACk of my eyes
you shine so briGhTly
i see whAT's There
shininG & blACk in fronT of me
i see whAT's There
ThrouGh The Air
before TodAy

hiGh ThAT is where i wAnT To be
AT Times like This i feel The sorrow
i'm CominG down
i'm CominG down wiTh someThinG bAd
i need To do The sAme AGAin
before TodAy

i'm wAiTinG
i'm wAiTinG
where is my pulse ?
CreATe iT don'T mAke iT
where is my pulse
i'm wAiTinG
i'm wAiTinG
To find my pulse
& when i do i know
i'll keep iT Close

Close ThATs where i wAnT To be
burn The bACk of my eyes
you shine so briGhTly
i see whAT's There
shininG & blACk in fronT of me
i see whAT's There
ThrouGh The Air
before TodAy

i'm wAiTinG
i'm wAiTinG
where is my pulse ?
CreATe iT don'T mAke iT
where is my pulse
i'm wAiTinG
i'm wAiTinG
To find my pulse
& when i do i know
i'll keep iT Close

Supercharge

wriTTen in AbouT 4 hours durinG sprinG 1998. heAvy john bonhAm breAk. iTs AbouT ? beinG superChArGed. reCorded durinG AuGusT 1998 for The superChArGe ep. A live AnChor TrACk feATures Albino joininG roGer on voCAls. durinG reCordinG we TAped The ClAssiCAl GuiTAr solo usinG A beATen up spAnish GuiTAr And voCAl miCrophone.

i Am i Am i Am i Am
i Am superChArGed
you Are you Are you Are
whAT you Are
you CATCh The eye The eye of me
& see The seA AheAd of me
Turn To fACe The piCTure book
The piCTures you you're sCAred To look
forGive The mAn ThAT Took To you
To seize The dAy The dAy of TruTh

my love is AnoTher
i Am superChArGed
i TAuGhT you To suffer
you hopinG To find A
A love from AnoTher

i Am i Am i Am i Am
A mirAGe in The sky
you Are you Are you Are
To Tired To Cry
i sow The seed The seed of love
& reAp The heArTs of Those Above
& Turn To fACe The piCTure book
The piCTures me Too proud To look
i Am The mAn ThAT Took you
To seize The dAy The dAy of TruTh
Turn To fACe The piCTure book
The piCTures you you're sCAred To look

my love is AnoTher
i Am superChArGed
i TAuGhT you To suffer
i Am super
you hopinG To find A
i Am superChArGed
A love from AnoTher

i Am superChArGe

Disco

self indulGenT pop sonG & whATever else you wAnT. wriTTen on A sunny june AfTernoon in 1998 from A fAT 4/4 drum breAk - CAn you find The sourCe ? The live opener, AlwAys keen. reCorded AuGusT 1998 for The superChArGe ep, live TAmbourine reCorded by Albino on The hAll lAndinG.

sAw your fACe & ThouGhT i'd TAke you
To The plACe where we're The sAme As
1,2 3,4
love To be here
lonG To be queer

leTs Go disCo
sounds The sAme To plAy wiTh me
leT Go loCo
sounds insAne

brinG A friend
& Tie Them To The bed
& Then mAke iT beTTer
1,2 3,4
love To be here
lonG To be queer

leTs Go disCo
sounds The sAme To plAy wiTh me
leT Go loCo
sounds insAne

leTs Go
will you Go wiTh me will you Go?

Gravity

we worked up This TrACk in eArly 1999 & seT iT To lyriCs in june. ever felT Alone? reCorded durinG hyperkArmA session wiTh muCh diffiCulTy due To iTs 15/8 reGisTer. slide solo Added AT The very end of The sessions.

i'm losT in spACe
noThinG mAkes me welCome in This plACe
TrApped in noThinGness

i lonG To sTep ouTside of This
sTreTCh my mind & find me someThinG else
i'm Tired of speAkinG To myself
TAlk To someone need To sAve my heAlTh

i'm missinG GrAviTy
i'm missinG GrAviTy

Told when To speAk when To eAT when To wAlk
well TrAined & TesTed buT don'T sTop The boredom
Told when To plAy when To sleep when To wAke
bodies To ComforT me when i'm nAked
i'm furTher from you ThAn i've ever been
sinkinG feelinG deep inside of me

i'm missinG GrAviTy
i'm missinG GrAviTy

i rely on you CompleTely
will you brinG me bACk or leAve me?

i'm losT in spACe

Untouchable

AbouT someone who is ouT of reACh - do you know who you Are yeT ? This sonG wenT ThrouGh mAny sTAGes before endinG up in This formAT. GuiTAr And voCAl were reCorded To A Guide And The resT of The TrACk builT up Around And resAmpled Around iT.

Tripped on my TonGue TAlk buT you're noT lisTeninG
To see ThrouGh The lookinG GlAss of me
i'M noT sure how iTs operATinG
buT i sure know iT need explAininG
i don'T why i don iT buT i do

don'T you know ThAT
you Are unTouChAble
fell from heAven
my resurreCTion
don'T you know ThAT
you Are unTouChAble

fell flAT on my fACe AGAin buT i don'T CAre
i've seen iT hAppen before
don'T wAnT To live ouT my premoniTion
A no mAns lAnd of indeCision
i don'T know why i do iT buT i do

don'T you know ThAT
you Are unTouChAble
fell from heAven
my resurreCTion
don'T you know ThAT
you Are unTouChAble

fell from heAven
you Are my resurreCTion
you Are unTouChAble

Aym

AnGry younG mAn ? nuff sAid. breAk And Chords firsT puT To 4-TrACk in winTer 1997. demos in sprinG 1999 And TrACk finAlly reCorded To diGiTAl AuGusT 1998. openinG TrACk, superChArGe ep. live enCore TrACk And A&r fAvouriTe.

GoT A job To sTAy Alive
mAkinG money To survive
everydAy The sAme old ThinG
no mOrE Time To wriTe &

workinG for The enemy
sAppIng CreATiviTy
The presenT's bleAk The fuTures worse
don'T forGeT who you miGhT be
you miGhT meeT The queen for TeA
help me lifT This Curse

whAT CAn we do ?
don'T forGeT
sTArT life Anew
The reAson why
nowhere To Go
don'T wAlk ouT
noThinG To show
This Time
full fronTAl feAr
don'T forGeT
so fAr so neAr
iT won'T be lonG
show mE The door
don'T plAy deAd
AnGry for more
be sTronG

you frusTrATe my every MoVe
you're deTermined ThAT i lose
wAnTinG me To Go AwAy
iT doesn'T mATTer whAT you sAy

The presenT's bleAk The fuTures worse
help me lifT This Curse

whAT CAn we do ?
sTArT life Anew
nowhere To Go
noThinG To show me
full fronTAl feAr
so fAr so neAr
show me The door
AnGry for more & more & more & more &

whAT CAn we do ?

Home

Think AbouT The idoru - williAm Gibson. evoluTion from Trip hop To drum & bAss, firsT plAyed AT uk fesTivAls in summer 1999, Then remixed for hyperkArmA. sTrinGs from somewhere illeGAl - beTChA CAn'T find dA' sourCe? durinG reCordinG sessions dj sCrATChinG wAs Added by ulTrAbeAT (minisTry of sound, london uk), sAmpled And CuT To fiT.

Good lord whAT's ThAT ?

swiTCh on see whos There
reConsTruCTed wiThouT Air
i need To inTervene before my life seems
noThinG more ThAn nodAl poinTs
AnnoinT The TeAms
A mess A TesT won'T you ConTesT

eyephones Are TirinG noT proTeCTive
noT proTeCTive
sTATiC is wArninG
liGhT refleCTive i wAnT To see A GreATer field of view
jusT To be wiTh you

Come To TAke me home

i'm GoinG home
swiTCh The liGhTs ouT form my bones
flip ouT The desk
wAsTed from The dATA flow
my veniCe deCompressed
for more noT less
A GreATer field of view
jusT To be wiTh you

Come To TAke me home

eyephones Are TirinG noT proTeCTive
noT proTeCTive
sTATiC is wArninG
liGhT refleCTive

Little Punk Song

A TribuTe To AnArChisTs everywhere - link; noisy And Clumsy, overdriven mikes And sore ThroATs All round - Albino ?> wriTTen sprinG 1999, reCorded summer 1999.

sid down nAnCy
Are you siTTinG unComforTAbly ?
i wAs An AnTiChrisT An innoCenT you know
noT A mr jones siTTinG on his own

siCk boy new Toy
fiGhT The AnArChy
All joy desTroy
hype The AnArChy i'm usinG
new ride Collide
i Am The AnArChy
mAinline supplied
wAve The AnArChy Goodbye for now

o.d. whAT hAve we here ?
The kinG he is deAd oh so lonG live The kinG
i wAs An AnTiChrisT An innoCenT you know
noT A mr jones siTTinG on his own

siCk boy new Toy
fiGhT The AnArChy
All joy desTroy
hype The AnArChy i'm usinG
new ride Collide
i Am The AnArChy
mAinline supplied
wAve The AnArChy Goodbye for now

fuCkinG desTroy

Hyperkarma

oddness And senTimenT hidden 99seConds AfTer liTTle punk sonG. The missinG link To broken window Theory. mAin sTrinG refrAin wAs wriTTen 1998. i'm feelinG hyperkArmA Added durinG Album reCordinG session @ The lAsT minuTe As wAs The oddness & ArrAnGemenT whiCh wAs done durinG reCordinG inCludinG sCrATChes from ulTrAbeAT. Also feATurinG AddiTionAl lyriCs CourTesy led zeppelin.

i'm feelinG hyperkArmA
blACk wAve over me
don'T wAnT To feel like This no more
i'm feelinG hyperkArmA
blACk wAve over me
i wAnT To feel like This some more

i'm feelinG hyperkArmA
hyperkArmA is my kArmA

broken window theory

Bleacher

Instantly recall images of a dark wood, the game Boggle, pushing a trolley around an in-breds frequented supermarket...such was the location and 'entertainment' available when recording this album. Great track to start on. Totally fucked Rog's voice good and proper at the start of the sessions. Something he "was not prepared to do" apparently.

Bleach
Bleach
Bleach
Bleach ... me

What do you want, where do you go
How do you breathe, and how do you know
What did you find, and what did it do
And would you like sugar with it

Who do you like, and what do they do
How did you try to make it work too
What did you find, and what did it do
And would you like some sugar

Bleach me. Bleach me. Bleach me..... Me

Bleach me. Bleach me. Bleach me..... Me

Where am I now, and what should I be
How shall I make myself into me
What did you find, and what did it do
And would you like sugar with it

Where am I now, and what is my name
I wish you were here to join in the game
What did you find, and what did it do
And would you like sugar

Bleach me. Bleach me. Bleach me..... Me

Bleach me. Bleach me. Bleach me..... Me

Me...me....me....me

Bleach, bleach

Bleach me. Bleach me. Bleach me..... Me

Bleach me. Bleach me. Bleach me..... Me

What do you want, where do you go
How do you breathe, and how do you know
What did you find, and what did it do
And would you like sugar with it

Honeytrap

The first one to be put down to disc. We knew we were onto one bastard of a big project when we listened back to this. Amps cranked, pulsating beats... bring it on.

oh oh ......

Everyone knows that you're gonna fall down
Everyone hopes that you're gonna fall down
What have you got to say?

Should I breath now
Can I be
Shall I leave now
Will I be

Inner peace cannot be found
Broken glass is all around
Splinters hurt my face
Steaming water clouds the room
Is that you I see behind the gloom
The honeytrap has caught this place

CHORUS x 2

Image conscious through the day
Image conscious through the night
And through the rest of all their life
And strip them of their clothes
And strip them of their friends
And strip them of their soul
And strip them so no-one can tell who they are

CHORUS

The mirror shows a face
The other side has not the vision that was granted in this place
Having found the chair
All of the animals just stand and stare
Take a look at her
The perfect and lovely and plastic girl

CHORUS x 2

Crash

Tim goes through a bass amp and the shittest, dirtiest, nasty heavy metal guitar pedal available to man. Albino braves the intense volume and twiddles with the bass amp EQ frequency settings whilst the line is recorded...this was our ingredient X to a rough but lovely punk guitar edge. Kind of the turn-around for us. Big A&R favourite. As mentioned before nearly got us signed. Close shave. A noisy joy or joyous noise...you fathom out which.

Are you happy now, now your with your friends
You've gone away, you're never coming back

Are you happy now, now you've gone away
You've gone away, you're never coming back

Are you happy now, now you've gone away
Cos I'm missing you and no one seems to care

I wanna be you... live like a crash
I wanna see you... looks like a crash
I wanna touch... feels like crash
I wanna hear you... sounds like a

Are you happy now

Are you happy now, now you're on your own
Looking down and laughing trying not to moan

I wanna be you... live like a crash
I wanna see you... looks like a crash
I wanna touch... feels like crash
I wanna hear you... sounds like a

I wanna be you... live like a crash
I wanna see you... looks like a crash
I wanna touch... feels like crash
I wanna hear you... sounds like a

See you, see you
See what I mean

I wanna be you... live like a crash
I wanna see you... looks like a crash
I wanna touch... feels like crash
I wanna hear you... sounds like a

I wanna be you... live like a crash
I wanna see you... looks like a crash
I wanna touch... feels like crash
I wanna hear you... sounds like a

Acidbath

Albino had the acid line for about 18 months. Tim put the space funk guitar on top. Then a Duran Duran-esque vocal was added with sick lyrics and impromptu outro by Albino. Contains Tim's favourite ever black:not:green recorded moment. Rog contorted his face to reach the "feel it"s. Had to be seen to be believed...very scary.

Tired of thinking?
Take your thoughts and replace them with my own
Tired of breathing?
Take your lungs and then replace them with my own
I want to be, some kind of happening
I want to be, and its gotta be soon
Its bound to be, better than being helpless
Yes I want to see, its gotta be

Jeffrey Dahmer says (Feel It)
Acid Bath can I get out now?
Will you dissolve me (Feel it)
Will you, will you (Feel it)

When you're bored with all of this
I will fly you to the moon
And when you're tired and all dismissed
I'll wait for you
I want to be, some kind of happening
I want to be, and its gotta be soon
Its bound to be, better than being helpless
Yes I want to see, its gotta be

All my dreams that stood in the way
They stopped today

Jeffrey Dahmer says (Feel It)
Acid Bath can I get out now?
Will you dissolve me (Feel it)
Will you, will you (Feel it)

Jeffrey Dahmer says (Feel It)
Acid Bath can I get out now?
Will you dissolve me (Feel it)
Will you, will you (Feel it)

Jeffrey Dahmer says (Feel It)
Acid Bath can I get out now?
Will you dissolve me (Feel it)
Will you, will you (Feel it)

So here we are again
Sitting patiently
(can you feel the acid bath)
Waiting for the next one
To dissect and see
(Can you feel the acid bath is calling you)
A taste for sickly stories

Jeffrey Dahmer says (Feel It)
Acid Bath can I get out now?
Will you dissolve me (Feel it) Will you, will you (Feel it) x2

Short Story

Took as long to write as the length of the track itself. Recorded at 3am, band feeling whacked. Complete with guitar fumbles and a natural tone to Albino's lead vocal. Roger was on the desk. Tim on backing vocals.

Helpless

Can't really transcribe this one...the whole thing is in Hindu. Great moment though. Band fresh one morning after an enormous kip of 3 ½ hours. Tim had a lie-in since there's no guitar...very keen. The arabic flow was now as strong as it ever had been.

Helpless x 8

Helpless for love
Helpless until I let you go
Helpless for love
Helpless until you go

La'b di la'b di sonna qui y'aho
Bear na'im me ya ney la'bd di har

Disjoint

Lyrics written phonetically. Albino is famous and is taunted for his "ha ca nay" vocal scatting. Didn't know what to write this out so we matched his vocal scat - "akaliphe with a miss on the side"???? Albino's live bass debut. Tight as you like.

why you looking at me strange
am I something you ain't seen before
mess around its so insane
take what you want don't take more
take my arms
take my legs
take my hips
take my shoulder blades and wrap them up with the rest
take my wrists
and my eyes
take my throat
I won't be needing it

steal from me
disjoint disjoint me
feed me
disjoint me
kneel with me
disjoint disjoint disjoint me
feel with me
disjoint me

what do you see sliding by
akaliphe with a miss on the side
in my creeps insomnisee
there's a policy of
and its higher its in my arms
last thing out asking what I could be
in this wall inside of me
listen up and be

disjointed disjoint
disjointed disjoint
disjointed disjoint
disjointed disjoint

steal from me
disjoint disjoint me
feed me
disjoint me
kneel with me
disjoint disjoint disjoint me
feel with me
disjoint me

Outside

Ahh. And relax. Written about someone inappropriately submitted to a mental home where he gets worse and worse. Acoustic guitar flourishes throughout, with a surprising semi-tone drop at the end. Albino on bass duties again. Contains a great "please don't let the silence stop" moment from Rog.

What is this (x 4)

Ah

Someone stole my pride away today
And if you find them could you tell them to bring it back someday
Because I'm missing it
Have you seen it

What is this (x 4)

Outside it seems to be
I see inside me
Its raining with the creeps
Is this before me?

A simple kind of solitude
A simple something new
From outside you can pull me through
Please don't let the silence stop
Please don't let the silence stop

When you gonna tell me
Why I can't come in
When you gonna tell me
Why I will not fit in

Outside it seems to be
I see inside me
Its raining with the creeps
Is this before me?

(Bow down, bow down
Everybody here, everybody bow down)

Sexhate

The song is in 6/8 time hence the rhyming title. Vocal tantrums akimbo here, "I'm going home now, can't fucking do this". Kind of warms the arabic appetite for the next track.

In my head I'm right
Nothing said I'm right
One more dead is fine for me
Now I've thought too long
Nothing said I'm wrong
One more dead is fine for me

This time, to feel all alone
Sitting down in a box on your own
In your words sympathy I read
So much can get to me

CHORUS

Well look at you now
Here still smiling somehow
With your god here on your arm
Don't realise its doing you (harm)

We are your common sense
Your lies and then the broken glass beneath your feet
We are your silent scream
You'll hear it then you'll walk away and leave me bleeding

Why don't you rescue me
Someone to set me free
And to believe that we
Are as they want to be
Safe from close harmony
Nothing to think or see
Tell us who you believe
When the pain makes you bleed

Arabic Ballad

Into the home straight now. Lyrics written by Rog whilst in Australia...about the frame of mind of the band's personnel - determined not to be split by different global locations. Big tip of the hat to a famous mid 90s film and 3 equally famous film stars. Can't mention any names, but you know who they are right?

oh oh oh .....

Three different types of soul
Hope driven by one goal
Homes spread across the world
We are one

Angry changes help to heal the wounds
Hopeless faces sat in different rooms
Desperate chases ending all too soon
From here you...

Talk to angels
Hear the dream tales
Feel your mind blow
We are one

I Feel Nothing

A lyric about the apathetic state of mind people have about global issues if they don't affect them. During recording a bottle of Port was at the ready to help if the moment arose. Not needed though. How higher could the chorus vocal be? None more higher.

What do you do when the world knows your name?
How do you feel with your face in the frame ?
What do you say when the victors start
How do you feel when you're torn apart

I am no-one and I feel nothing

how are you thinking with a clock that is ticking ?
what are you feeling now this gets interesting
what do you do when you say your last
how do you feel now we've lost the past

I am no-one and I feel nothing
I feel nothing what do you know
I feel nothing how does it show
I feel nothing got nothing to prove
I feel nothing you can only lose
I feel nothing got nowhere to go
I feel nothing how do you know
I feel nothing ride into the night
I feel nothing get out of my sight

Sting

Ever get the feeling you are being used? Wonderfully laid back, moody and retro. Sudden right angle change to the guitar line at the 11th hour...all for the best. A guitar solo was figured out in the shower and put down at 7.30am after 3 hours sleep for the band. Health seriously deteriorating at this point. No prizes for guessing where the sax sample cam from.

What you gonna do
Sit at the back of the class and don't ask why
What you gonna say
I think you're talking, my ears must be fooling my eyes
Tomorrow was a black day following you
Tomorrow was disinteresting

Who cares about your life's work most
Who cares about your words I don't
Who cares about your mindful most
Who cares about your life I don't

And still I'm sitting here and now
I haven't walked out yet and yet I haven't walked out
When your seeking defiance the suns in the sky and the
You can't even get your thoughts the right way around

Who cares about your life's work most
Who cares about your words I don't
Who cares about your mindful most
Who cares about your life I don't

Who cares about your life's work most
Who cares about your words I don't
Who cares about your mindful most
Who cares about your life I don't

Sat at the back of the class, and don't ask why
Today I stood and stared, let it pass me by
Tomorrow was a black day following you
Tomorrow was disinteresting following you

Who cares
Who cares
Who cares
Who cares

Who cares about your life's work most
Who cares about your words I don't
Who cares about your mindful most
Who cares about your life I don't

Who cares about your life's work most
Who cares about your words I don't
Who cares about your mindful most
Who cares about your life I don't

Broken Window Theory

Another big outro. They get no more grandiose than this. Perfectly summed up how we were feeling at the time...torn, bitter and generally fucked. Lyric about the apocalypse - refers to how society makes you self-centred for your own good. Never be pushed around again. Listened to final mix at 5am. Just enough time to get the kit back in the van, and put the "holiday chalet" back to its former self, before we had to go.

looking down all over this
from a better place than yours
you look to me like I am here to save you

save yourselves no one else will
save yourselves no one else will

Just because I don't work doesn't mean you can break me
broken window theory
and just because I want to doesn't mean you can rape me
broken window theory

you look to me like I'm here to save you
save yourselves
save your souls
when you going to wake up to this

save yourselves
save yourselves

broken window theory

Is Anybody Out There

Here's where it all began. Beats meet riffs. The injection of the arabic influence to slowly take effect. Fine contented smiles all round as this came out the recording studio speakers. Kind of our plea asking if there is anybody out there interested in being part of something different? Lets start to push musical boundaries out.

In my mind there's no-one there but you
Another face would be a bore

No-one else is beautiful
No-one else is insecure
No-one else has got a life
No-one else is leaving

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Are you experienced in this experience?
It's only words
Is anybody out there?

My mind it stretches out for miles
A million broken smiles of insecurity
And in this chosen race
A million pulses race
Is anybody listening
Is anybody listening?

You said it would feel warm
You said it would taste nice
You didn't say I'd cry
You promised me this night
You didn't say I'd hurt
You didn't say I'd weep
You didn't say I'd cry
But what I'll have I'll keep

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Are you experienced in this experience
They're only words
Is anybody out there?

(A move to the statement, rejected...
A broken heart with broken dreams
I can't believe this, I can't believe this
You want to turn this all to....)

270 Days

A song of broken crippled loss. Albino's first song. Also the first to be recorded and re-recorded after the hard disc crashed. A smooth jazz guitar loop, an arabic drum roll and guitar solo to boot. Was still making its cheeky way into set lists at the start of 2000.

270 days since you walked away from me
A million miles away
Since then I've been here
Besides myself

Faded images are all I have
To remind me of me with you

Without your sight I'm blind
Without your words I'm deaf
Without your heart I'm cold
Without your soul I'm weak

Well no-one tells you that the pain would last like this
(Tortured hours and tortured days)
Can you tell me why, why my head still feels like this?

Into my space I retreat away from your gaze
I reason with myself
That what you can't see you won't forget
What you can't see you won't forget

Eastern

Huge breakbeat sample fused with a cool Egyptian feel in the programming and guitar. Written about being susceptible to brainwashing with inane ideas. Band share a joke in the mid section before rocking like bastards for the "higher place" outro. We kept a digital blip at the end, and repeated it to show that we had some serious recording problems with this album, and also to make the listener think that his/her CD player had fucked up. Ha! Good song.

I met a man the other day
He said he could get inside my mind
Well maybe, maybe I should give a try
It's not a drug he sells
It's not a pill
Just a little head control
You'll get sucked in

Feel it flow in your soul
(It's gonna get you like an Eastern swing)
Feel it craw inside your bones
(It's gonna get you)

Gonna get inside your brain
Gonna drive your head insane
And in the aftermath
Fall in your mental path
And wonder, what's been happening, what's been happening

Feel it flow in your soul
(It's gonna get you like an Eastern swing)
Feel it craw inside your bones
(It's gonna get you)

Take me to a higher place

Think

So Rog was about to leave for Australia to pursue Oz citizenship following the recording of the album. This was his "Oh shit what am I doing?...relax everything is cool" song. Originally written and performed in a potato restaurant in Cambridge...don't look for it, it's not there any more!

As two we are better than one

You've been inside me
For many years now
I might find in you
A semblance of security

As two we are better than one
Don't you think

Don't think
Just do it
Don't you think
Don't you think now baby

There's a place on the other side of my world
Should I go and leave this green and pleasant land?
Guaranteed life is better than none
Don't you think?

Don't think
Just do it
Don't you think
Don't you think now baby

Sleeptight

Albino wet himself over this. A frantic piano line moving from quiet to loud and left to right symbolizes the state of insomnia covered in the lyrics. True musical painting or what? Guitars were clean but meant to be distorted...whoops.

Wide awake my head on one side
I close my eyes still it stays
Darkness fills me
Voices chatter. But no-one is there

Around and around
The sound breaks the silence
It's twisting my mind
It's cutting out the light
Sleeptight, sleeptight. sleeptight

Sleeptight
The sleeptight state is twisting me tonight
Sleeptight
The sleeptight state is twisting me

Later still, arms moved on
Deep black around and around but still I gaze on
Cold blanket warms me
Turn around. Start again
Gonna wake up on one side
Stays darker now

Voices chatter, no-one is there..turn around
A sound breaks inside, twisting my mind
It's shutting out the night

Sleeptight
The sleeptight state is twisting me tonight
Sleeptight
The sleeptight state is twisting me

Two In One

Creeps and crawls. Written during a comedy show stint. Quite the antithesis in terms of lyrical content. First and only song we've done in B flat. Don't listen to in the dark, or alone.

I think of you again inside
You've done something to remind me
That you're still here
You've been quiet for many months now

I believed that you'd really gone somehow
But still here with me
You're still here a body in mine
But still here with me

Can you see me?
Can you help me through these days?
Can you touch me?
(Two in one)

Someone's going to look for you one day
In white walled rooms
You'll try to close your eyes, to close them out
But they can see through you
Got another living with me
And that's you.

Can you see me?
Can you help me through these days?
Can you touch me?
(Two in one)

Psychobabble

Any ideas about this then answers on a postcard please. Albino got on his ambient Aphex Twin tip. The ideal soundtrack to writing a PHd on neuro-science.

Wasted

Final song to be written and recorded. Lyrics courtesy of Rog...who was probably feeling a bit pissed off with work by the sounds of things. Dancing Days anyone?

Wasted, wasted, wasted, I'm wasted

(In my soul there are 5 million sins and this is one of them)
Too much work, not enough air
Too many people
No time to spare

I never liked him, I never liked her, I never liked work, I never liked them

Wasted, wasted, wasted, I'm wasted

This depresses me
This godforsaken place
The smelly people, his ugly face
The rabid dog, the mess in the street
The traffic jam, I'm deadbeat

Wasted, wasted, wasted, I'm wasted

Full Circle

Cathartic, Painful, and Warped. The song which matches your mood when you can't be struck down any lower. Kind of fuels the fire for the outro tune.

So here I am again
Right back where I started from

Another page in your books
Another notch on your bedpost
Another face in your memory
Another scratch on this record

I promise myself
This is a place I will never return to

Another page in your books
Another notch on your bedpost
Another face in your memory
Another scratch on this record

And Life Goes On

Big end, big chorus, big chords. Gregorian chant like verses with a chorus and solo... rounded off our first foray into songwriting and attempting to change the preoccupation with vastly overrated Britpop bollox. Ho-hum. Next album here we come...

Life goes on, and life goes on, and life goes on

No more dreams
(Wash my hands)
No more dreams
(You turn to face me)
No more dreams
(I will believe)

Life goes on, and life goes on, and life goes on

No more dreams no more futures
(Turn to the statement)
No more dreams no more futures
(A broken heart)
No more dreams, no more futures
(With broken dreams)

Life goes on, and life goes on, and life goes on

No more dreams, no more futures, no more screams, no more
(I will bow to your power)

Life goes on, and life goes on, and life goes on

And in the end
It is you who will get built upon