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One Day Eyesore An Eye

by Martin Christie

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One Day Eyesore An Eye 03:29
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One day eye saw an eye Blame everyone Everything but yourself Call me a liar Call me every name Every name under the sun These are days when we'll recognise the failing of our land Cast aside the difference in everything you need to know One day I saw an eye an eye for an eye it was rolling down the street staring up at me It followed me home like Mary has a little lamb found out where I lived and haunted me again I could not relax till it fell through the cracks and I followed it down there where the corpses lay And saw with my own eyes what it had done stitched up eye sockets with a staple gun Blame everyone Everything but yourself Call me a liar Call me every name Every name under the sun These are days when we'll recognise the failings of our land Cast aside the distance in everything you need to know Need to know Need to know Need to know.
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On the day of the oligarchs 04:03
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On the day of the oligarchs Let me tell you a little story Happened long time ago When the people were swept aside By the laws of the land But you know The whip cracks away You know The whip cracks away On the first day of the oligarchs The ruling elite created workers On the second day of the oligarchs The ruling elite created money On the third day of the oligarchs The ruling elite created banks On the fourth day of the oligarchs The ruling elite created warfare And I believe that all of these things never last Cast aside a stranger from your distant past Call aside an offering of everything you know Can't believe in difference or where you need to go Let me tell you another story Happened more recently When the people were enabled to vote In a referendum But you know The whip cracks away You know The whip cracks away
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Testosterone 03:25
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Testosterone Racing to the finish Running to the end Pumped up by the volume Pumped up to send Testosterone! Talking in their riddles Talking in their rhymes Endless empty words Happening all the time Testosterone! Finger on the trigger Hand that makes the hit Driven by a chemical Testosterone! Surging through the veins Passing through the vein It maketh a man Maketh what he can Testosterone! The alpha beta male The gamma male too Driven by a substance Driven through and through Testosterone! Finger on the trigger Hand that makes the hit Driven by a chemical Testosterone!
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The corrupt accountant 02:56
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The Corrupt Accountant I was blind to the world Trying to make a living From a hopeless company That no-one bought from And no-one cared about Or even gave a fuck So I set myself up A fake account And shifted all my funds Quietly and carefully To an off-shore accountant That no-one knew about So forgive me for these wrongs Forgive me if I failed you But you failed me And never even asked if there was more that could be done To keep ME satisfied I stole all your money I stole your milk and honey I stole your family jewels There was not a lot of those! I stole your credit cards And stole your identity So I’m sorry what I done No I’m not .. I’m sorry I got caught And now I’m doing time In this open prison For a white collar crime For which I got committed Trying to work out How I got caught!
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Motorway made of seashells 03:59
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Motorway made of sea shells Kingdom of shallow mediocrity Jurisdiction of conformity House of sad obedience Office full of hedonists Kept away from their loves. There's a motorway made of sea shells Wasteland of shifting corpses City cast from bronze Garden filled with slugs Dying from the salt. Business built on air Paper bag full of bean counters Cars that run on chicken shit Totality of strangers Soaking up the quiet If we must see all the sides of an argument Then how, will we ever make amends For Lord it is true that in these chaotic times There's nothing left, left to be defined. Complexity versus conformity Conformist poets share adversity Shock tactics fail to shock Bored generations are boring YouTube consumers won't listen Google users, Google themselves Death at the hands of a selfie Priority name drops are not welcome here Happiness and strength of character Sublime takes on humanity Journalists praise conformity Orator without depth or meaning for the planet But in the end we will remain, true to everything We see, that can't be understood For Lord it is true that in these chaotic times There's nothing left, left to be defined. Truncated demands of the super rich Who did little for their wealth Islands made of sand Destroyed by the storms A phlebotomy of vampire blood Black market of organs Lives that can't be saved Memories of present dreams and pleasant dreams ..

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released April 6, 2020

All music and lyrics written by Martin Christie
Recorded and produced in Sheffield by Paul Tuffs
Published by My Beautiful Record Label (2017)

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Martin Christie England, UK

Martin Christie is a song writer and writer based in Yorkshire (UK). He wrote Open Mic Travels & Electronic Music Travels. Formerly performing as Poet & the Loops, and singer/composer with Old Man Pie.

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