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Waltzer
02:48
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Come find me at the waltzer
King of the fair - black leather jacket
and when the music starts and I've lowered the bar
You've got to reach out and grab it
I've got no money. You've got no sense
I'll break your heart but it will mend
Your future beats to the spinning wheel
The throbbing. Pulse
I ride
You ride
We ride
Round and round
The Waltzer
I'm here for a week
So you can ride for free. But you'll pay the price
You're here all year
Go tell your friend she's just my type
Touch the collar feel the cuff
Come back tonight and watch me light this up
Your future beats to the spinning wheel
The throbbing. Pulse
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The Lives Of Others
03:30
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We’ve been watching you
Behind the curtain
Nothing is secret
Of that we are certain
We listen to your phone calls
We read your love letters
Those particular deviant friends
You should have known better
Cause these are the lives
These are the lives of others
These are the lives of others
These are the lives of others
And you
These are your fathers and brothers
These are your sisters and mothers
These are the lives of others
And you
We left our machines
Somewhere inside
Whatever you’re thinking
There’s nowhere to hide
In Midnight black cars
Secret devices
TRUST NO BODY
We wear disguises
Cause these are the lives
These are the lives of others
These are the lives of others
These are the lives of others
And you
These are your sisters and brothers
These are your friends and lovers
These are the lives of others
And you
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Keller Dome
02:57
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Take a seat in the Keller Dome
Lovers and strangers feel at home
Wired in to the ferro chrome
Cassette is spinning and your mind is blown
Feel the caress of the vinyl touch
Viral revival that you needed so much
You're a disciple, it's your musical church
Confess! You were one of the first.
Time to get lost in a far out place
select star from your database
Low hertz fuzz and a noise embrace
Discreet pleasures in the modern way
Girl meets boy and boy is girl
Real love in a neon world
Synthetic relationships at an everyday price
Plug yourself into this device
Keller Machine - Polystyrene
Keller Machine - Silver Protein
Keller Machine - Mental Hygiene
Keller Machine - Pulp Magazine
Flicking the switches of the K-Machine
Light up the world with these laser beams
We all crash landed in Bobby's Dream
Here they come. the Keller Machine
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Black Briefcase
02:42
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She's got a snazzy suitcase and she's going on holiday
he's got a black briefcase and he's going to work
he wears em nice and tight when he's going to the office
she wears a paper hat and a badge and a mini skirt
And she sings Christine and Stevie
Johnny and Lindsay
Dreaming as the days pass
Hoping that it’s gonna last
he's got a ginger cat, that he calls Mercury
she's got a rescue dog, and it's going berzerk
They meet in the middle of park on a bench on a promise
Shout 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 who's gonna go first?
And they sing Angie and Tony
Laurence and Beverley
First kiss, first date
Hurry up, don’t wait
He's been stuck in these four walls making friends with the furniture
She's trying her best to look like she really cares
He's got tears in his eyes that he really can't explain
She's got no regrets except maybe that one time
And she sings Danny and Sandy
Lizzie and Darcy
Toto and Dorothy
LA LA LA LA LA
Ticking all the days off
Wishing they could get lost
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5. |
High Wire
04:13
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Waiting at the bar
Looking like a proper rock star
Shiny boots of leather
Whisky and Coca Cola
Like a high roller
Shiny boots of leather
Moving through painted faces
Cheap pints and double chasers
It's in your peripheral
Chequered tiles on the dance floor
Well you know what I came here for
And the DJ plays this song
Talking to a stranger
I don't know her name
But she looks a lot like you
I call you on the telephone
It goes straight to your answer phone
Just like there's no one home
Barman pours another drink
Feels like I'm on the brink
High Wire Twin Tower
Caught in these flashing lights
This plastic neon life
And the DJ plays this song
Lala la la
Sitting back in my flat
Well you weren't all that
Lala la la
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Neil Armstrong
02:12
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SITTING IN AN EGG SHAPED CHAIR
LISTENING TO ENO
ACCUMULATING SOME ORGONE
READING THE BEANO
BLUE AND ME IN THE S.P.V.
TO FUTURA CITY
PICKING UP SOME ASTRO FOOD
THAT HYDRATES QUICKLY
HOLD ON
SOMETHING’S GONE WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
HOLD ON
FUTURE’S ALL WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
HEADING TO THE SPACE STATION
ON AN INTERSTELLAR VACATION
HITCHED A LIFT IN THE XL5
ZODIAC HITS THE HYPERDRIVE
A MOONBASE DATE WITH RHAPSODY
8 TRACK IS PLAYING THE MAN MACHINE
GETTING IT ON IN THE ORGASMATRON
ME AND THE MODEL WITH MY VISOR ON
HOLD ON
SOMETHING’S GONE WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
HOLD ON
FUTURE’S ALL WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
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Songs About You
04:05
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I know what your thinking
Before you turn out the light
It's not the deep a feeling
And it don't mean you're right
Anyone would do
But this song's about you
yeah. Let's go out this evening
Just to see the sights
I just want to do something
Don't want to be alone tonight
This song's about you
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Mystery Bag
02:26
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She's the girl with the Our Price single
A little red and white bag of mystery
Saw her reflection in the window
Her face looks so familiar to me
Was she in the queue for the moonlight
Looking for the Captain with Spizz Energi
What would I say to her
What would she say to me
Are you a ghost from the future
Or have you come from the past looking for me
Is that her sitting in a cafe
She's blowing cold a hot mug of builders tea
I pull the car up and I run out
My heart is beating fast, as fast can be
The table's empty when I get there
Except a red and white bag of mystery
My hands tremble as I pull it out
It's the single I never released
Am I a ghost from the future
Or have you come from the past looking for me
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9. |
The Sink
02:29
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The phones been ringing for so long
I’m not listening any more
There’s knocking at my door
And it doesn’t even bore me anymore
My throats as dry as a desert
I’m hotter than the sun
Clinging to the edge
This was supposed to be fun?
Too many dark theories
My mind’s on the run
Sliding deeper down
Deeper down deeper down
The tap’s still dripping in the sink
Another leak that I can’t fix
Just another one of their dirty tricks
I can’t tell five from six
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She’s got 96 eyes
Blood chilling deathly cries
Towering 50 feet high
And her brain never dies
She can metamorphasise
Her stare can fossilise
Always asleep by sunrise
And her kisses hypnotise
I’m in love (monster) and I’m in love (monster)
Is she from outer space
Or another far off place
Deep down in a black lagoon
Dark side of a Martian moon
Silver bullets just won’t work
Put away the garlic jerk
Laughing at you crucifix
And your ouija party tricks
I’m in love (monster) and I’m in love (monster)
I’m captivated by her stare
This is this the end but I don’t care
I’m in love (monster) and I’m in love (monster)
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SITTING IN AN EGG SHAPED CHAIR
LISTENING TO ENO
ACCUMULATING SOME ORGONE
READING THE BEANO
BLUE AND ME IN THE S.P.V.
TO FUTURA CITY
PICKING UP SOME ASTRO FOOD
THAT HYDRATES QUICKLY
HOLD ON
SOMETHING’S GONE WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
HOLD ON
FUTURE’S ALL WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
HEADING TO THE SPACE STATION
ON AN INTERSTELLAR VACATION
HITCHED A LIFT IN THE XL5
ZODIAC HITS THE HYPERDRIVE
A MOONBASE DATE WITH RHAPSODY
8 TRACK IS PLAYING THE MAN MACHINE
GETTING IT ON IN THE ORGASMATRON
ME AND THE MODEL WITH MY VISOR ON
HOLD ON
SOMETHING’S GONE WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
HOLD ON
FUTURE’S ALL WRONG
NEIL, NEIL ARMSTRONG
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Keller Machine Spalding, UK
Excerpt From Electronic Sound Magazine Nov 22
Is there such thing as electropogo?
There is now.
We could talk about the gritty vocals, or the super-catchy synth melodies, or the driving basslines, but what’s most striking about Keller Machine is how they sound like they’re having a total blast.
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