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the Pricks EP

by the Pricks

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1.
Long Neil 08:28
I sleep by the road and I got nowhere to go I want the sun to come my way Better make a plan before I hit the ground Aint no cross to save me know I know now, there's nothing more this way What I don't have, I don't want it today The hunger, the hunger eats away And I got nothing left here Lets swap young for old, tie our lives up on a pole And live our lives for rock 'n' roll I shed this weary load, find ourselves home Just like a floating soul I know now, there's no more sun today And redemption gets harder everyday But the hunger, the hunger eats away I got nothing left here
2.
Shooting up the last star Nothing like space anymore If I could go home, I'd leave today Wish I could float with indifferent shapes Somewhere a video starts to record And bless my soul, I want to go home When the sky was lost And the mind was lost There were those feelings, I'm not afraid Just kids exploring the frozen waves Somewhere a video starts to record And bless my soul, I want to go home Set the sun to night The planets explode out And where I was born Is not where I'm known There was a mother, along the plane There was a mother, without a face Somewhere a video starts to record And bless my soul, I want to go home Set the sun to night The planets explode out Now I remember his face I hold it in dreams And needles brains Now my arm is on fire Where my brother hurts My coma in space Well I float to the scene And I close my eyes If it's really gone away And now the black of the lung It hides the bright star And sucked the energy Now I'm fading to light It shines through my face It'll never be the same Oh, brother of love And sister of soul And parents of a lie Show your face to the light Hold your face underwater Feel the sky And if I treasure the colour does it mean than I'm dead?
3.
Persia 02:25
We've scattered the wasteland For a cause that money makes politics Arm the pens of the poets who scribe on touchscreens and channel violence by distance remote In newspaper verse we told to march to the sounds of typewriter gunshots And the bombs they ripple through nowhere Yet we're still supposed to feel something The age of free speech deliverance Endless power grabs by the ink militants And they've compromised news headlines with lies that hide in the fine print What way is my army affecting? Which world should we march to I faith in the man who says there's nothing we can own or claim to be more than skunt They run their words like war Only to the lucky Now freedom looks like war
4.
Thunder Run 02:27
I'm gonna write a record in the month of May, In the month of May, in the month of May. And if it takes me all night I think I'm leaving in July. So we no longer pretend and I'll let you know, That between the white, I think you oughta know, I think you are the light.

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released December 7, 2012

All Songs Written by Daniel Dewar
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Daniel Dewar, Nick Mellor, Andrew Bell & Tim Whiteman

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