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Country Justice X
05:37
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TW: murder, abuse, child abuse
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RIP Phyllis Symons, knocked unconscious and buried alive – aged 17 and seven months pregnant – by her romantic partner George Coats at the construction site of Mt. Victoria's "tooting" Tunnel in Hataitai, Wellington, Aotearoa New Zealand in 1931.
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lyrics
Starting from the sidewalk, how many feet from here?
10 feet wide and six feet down, & two buried in a pair.
Down Victoria Tunnel, into its gaping mouth–
The black hello, the toothless “O” that comes without a sound.
Into tiny pieces I’ll shatter with my spade
Your body, bloated full of babe
This wretched place will always bear a woman’s name
This wretched place will always wear a woman’s face
King Dick said “friends don’t let friends don’t let friends fly the banner, ring the bell”–
Where is God now, Dick? Where is God now?
There is no c(o)untry justice – my body never was my own
Where is the c(o)untry justice? Where were you when the hammer came down?
NO FEEDING IN THE DOLE QUEUE! NO CHANGING IN THE BATHROOMS!
Soap in hand, look straight ahead – the hard-won scent of loving care sharpened into something thin
Mopped in a corner, wet comes dry
(at least he didn’t come inside!)
Lino lava threatening to swallow
Those who stumble blind to the labour that it follows
King Dick said “friends don’t let friends don’t let friends stick their dick in crazy–
She will bite it off and then she’ll want to keep the baby!”
There is no c(o)untry justice – my body never was my own
Where is the c(o)untry justice? Where where you when the hammer came down?
There is no c(o)untry justice – my body never was my own
Where is the c(o)untry justice? Where were you when the engine gave out?
(Friends don’t let friends don’t let friends don’t let friends don’t let friends don’t let friends…)
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Marsh a raft of memory
On the lake of flooded young
Put my cheek to the hot concrete
Sinkhole black suburban sun
I didn’t think I’d make it
Back to the harbour’s frown
Or that I’d ever want to
Become the tide stealing out
[Still the water highway hum
Silt the mud this sinking feeling]
Did you have to hide that quiet
Hide that crime?
Why do I get this feeling?
This sinking feeling?
I’m walking in the wetlands
Tracing paces from the road
I’m walking in the wetlands
[Did they keep you quiet
Did you have to hide it]
Did you
See it coming at all?
See the water thick with green
Behind the buzzing motorway
The eyes of the old neighbourhood
Condensate the windowpane
Tell me do you remember
How the light hangs high?
In this subtropic centre
On these lakes built with lies?
Now it’s a roadside picnic
Now it’s a filling mouth
Eels cloud our ankles
Damn slime come for this crown!
[Still the water highway hum
Silt the mud this sinking feeling]
Did you have to hide that quiet
Hide that crime?
Why do I get this feeling?
This sinking feeling?
I’m walking in the wetlands
Faces in the undergrowth
I’m walking in the wetlands
[Did they keep you quiet
Did you have to hide it]
Did you
See it coming at all?
Did you have it hide it
Were you too afraid to say
Walking in the wetlands
The groves down behind the motorway
Did you have to hide it
When they asked you if you knew your way
Home
Darling, did you hide?
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Weird Weather
04:23
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This is weird weather
This is the wettest dream
On the cold leather
In the first scene
Smoother than water baby
I see right through your skin
Veins a roadmap to
Where we haven’t been
I am the lighter fluid
I bring a bright spark
We are the fire starters
Silencing the dark
(...I fall apart inside…)
(...to bring you back to life…)
(...we will go farther still...)
These bones are steel baby
Heavy metal heart
Enamel finish baby
Grinning in the dark
My insides fall to pieces
But we won’t break down
We have the surface baby
Lighting up the ground
(...I fall apart inside…)
(...to bring you back to life…)
(...we will go farther still...)
credits
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As It Stands
05:02
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As it stands………..I am turning the wheel
As it stands………..there’s nothing left here for you to steal
As it stands………..I haven’t seen you for weeks
As it stands………..you’re doubling through these sewer stained streets
As it stands………..I shoot it down, you know you don’t mean a thing
As it stands………..I step slow motion from the flaming machine
As it stands………..you know that I don’t want it to die, but
As it stands………..I know I’ll never leave this alive
It’s got nothing to do with you
Just the fear of forgetting
The bodies & nights that I’ve been used
& I used you too
……………….......…like a cheap perfume
As it stands………..the only teacher is time, but
As it stands………..this lesson will be my whole life
As it stands………..I know that it is all in my head,
As I stand………….a rising escalator to a cliff edge, &
……………………....I know I’m being obvious, a whale on the beach, but
As it stands………..we both know who is wearing the leash
As it stands………..I’m walking with my head in my hands, just
………………….....waiting for the moment when you stab me right back
It’s got nothing to do with you
Just the fear of forgetting
The bodies & nights that I’ve been used
& I used you too
……………………...like a cheap perfume
……………………....like a blow-up doll in a backstreet brawl
……………………....like strangers sharing a bathroom stall
……………………....gives me panic stabs from a casual glance
……………………....gives me swollen glands from uncertain chance
…………………….....& I’m seeing stars in a boxer’s hand
…………………….....a one-night stand with a pension plan
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The gods warred red over you
But they would've waited
The wind swept in and my head split
With your grin
Golden like your dad said
Singing you goodbye
As he said your name
& held you down the aisle
& the sun shone then for
The first time in a while
Sky comes down to
Hold my head up
Though my limbs are lead
I’ll get up
Where you sleep now
In my chest
Are you there?
Because I’m a mess
And I won't do my best
But I will try
Black milk of daybreak
I know that you’re waiting
Ready to haunt every damn –––
That did you wrong
glinting with the lightbulb
threaded in the night
smoking in your wet wig
Smiling at the stars
laugh at all the fishheads
baked into a pastry
gazing at the sky
Sky comes down
To hold my head up
Though my limbs are lead
I'll get up
Look straight ahead
And let the rain
Loose the pit of all the pain
I will look for you in everything
Every night walk at the ocean’s edge
The water’s clean
The water’s clean
Every sky-fall, I wish I could say
Walk lightly love
Walk lightly love
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Prayer to the Pill
08:00
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