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Hypochondriac
04:27
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What’s that chunk of something on my back?
ill-wrack - hypochondriac
Ten years old again and I’m a wreck
Holy Jesus I don’t believe that Jesus died for me
Don’t believe that Jesus lie, ‘cause sometimes children die,
No purpose why, no reason why
Last Night I dreamt you drowned in eventide
I rowed, I built a boat
Too small for two, it didn’t float
I lost my hold on you, carried out of sight
Don’t believe the captain’s lie, ‘cause sometimes sailers die,
No purpose why, no reason why
Let you in on the mess I’m in
I hear a quartet tuning up
Let you in on the mess I’m in
I hear a quartet tuning up
Got my mother’s mother in my head
I think I hear her voice, though we never met
Sunday night I’ll drive up north again
I surely know I need to spend some time at home
But I want to wait for you, sleep another night with you,
There’s never time, never time to
Let you in on the mess I’m in
I hear a quartet tuning up
Let you in on the mess I’m in
I hear a quartet tuning up
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2. |
Chunk
04:13
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You can’t really rush the right rhythm if you’re feeling it in your feet
You can’t really say how you feel when you’re brushing your teeth
You can’t make a lot of good friends when you’re out at sea
But you can’t really tell me not to come if you’re calling for me
So take a chunk of my time
A chunk of my lonely night
Then it won’t be such a lonely night
Oh take a chunk of my time
Love me for the lonely me
Then it won’t be the only me
Dip me in the batter like a fish just to see how I fry
I knew a kid who pulled the wings off a bee just to see how she died
You can pull the wings off of me since I never even learned how to fly
Anyway I won’t be needing them when I’ve got you here by my side
So take a chunk of my time
A chunk of my lonely night
Then it won’t be such a lonely night
Oh take a chunk of my time
Love me for the lonely me
Then it won’t be the only me
The chunk has you and the chunk has me
We’re just busy being alive and we’re sleeping on our feet
And there’s nothing wrong with that I hope there’s nothing wrong with me
I’m just calling out into the darkness in the hope that you might
Take a chunk of my time
A chunk of my lonely night
Then it won’t be such a lonely night
Oh take a chunk of my time
Love me for the lonely me
Then it won’t be the only me
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You Can Stay At My Flat
02:44
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You can stay at my flat when I’m away
You can bring your friends if you wish
You can stay at my flat when I’m away
You can eat any of the food in the fridge
You can stay at my flat
I don’t know when I’m coming back
But I know that I won’t be the same
I hope I don’t forget your face
I know that I won’t be the same
I hope I don’t forget the way
You fill me up with yesterdays
The carpet’s kinda dirty, the plants are nearly dead
Don’t try to turn the hoover on, just step around the mess
It broke a couple weeks before I left
If you can’t get comfy in the bed,
Take the cushions off the chairs and you can sleep on those instead
You can stay at my flat
‘Cause I don’t think I’m coming back
And I know you’ll never be the same
I know you won’t forget this face
I know you’ll never be the same
I hope you don’t forget the way
I filled the room with blood and brains
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RVW
04:45
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I drank all your beer
You earned all the wool you’re weaving
Take a step into the 19th
century room in which I’m sleeping
Cross the mighty Hudson
is the couch that I’ve become
I could have slept for twenty years
and still awoke to see the rising Catskill sun
There’s nothing I can do
to cauterise the stump I’ve got
Could get a brand new face tattoo
of an apple branch or a rotten tooth
What would all my friends say?
Would it make my mother cry?
Like the time my father took a razor,
to my head when I was five, it was DIY
So dive like a drinker
Till the money all is spent
But look out to the west for me
When you wonder where I went
Dive like a drinker
Till the money all is spent
Promise to do your best for me
The time is run away I know
There’s not a second left to wonder where it went
Now I’d say I love the sunrise
but it’s colouring my cheeks in red
I’ll listen to your judgement
on where I choose to make my bed
But don’t you get excited
I’m not about to change my mind
Kiss me on the forehead
And tell me I’ve been kind, that’s no lie
Chorale around the bathtub
I’m your brand new baby boy
I’m throwing out the bubbles
And I’m drowning all my toys
And as the water starts to boil
We’ll find the pain inside the joy
Am I laughing am I weeping
Keep me up until the dawn so I can
Dive like a drinker
Till the money all is spent
But look out to the west for me
When you wonder where I went
Dive like a drinker
Till the money all is spent
Promise to do your best for me
The time is run away I know
There’s not a second left to wonder where it went
Thirty hours down the line
I lost track of what was mine
I lost sleep and all my reason
I should call it up, call you up
I should call you up
Dive like a drinker
Till the money all is spent
But look out to the west for me
When you wonder where I went
Dive like a drinker
Till the money all is spent
Promise to do your best for me
The time is run away I know
There’s not a second left to wonder where it went
(So run, so run)
(So run, so run)
(For Babylon)
(And break, alone in the cold hard ground)
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Spit
03:01
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I think I’m drinking spit,
What does that matter?
George sings me a punk song by his dead friend
But he forgets the words and he forgets the chords
You said you wanted change
I said I couldn’t face that
Not tonight
Tonight
Put on your winter coat
Put off your caring
We found some more to smoke
We found finding
I’ve got a mess to make
If I’m gonna try it
Never-not-never-take
I’m gonna find it
I think you’ll spit me out
What does that matter?
Do you think I’ll be around
When you forget these words, when you forget these chords
You told me something bad
And I did not expect that
Not tonight
Tonight
Put on your winter coat
Put off your caring
We found some more to smoke
We found finding
I’ve got a mess to make
If I’m gonna try it
Never-not-never-take
I’m gonna find it
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Shifts
02:23
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I hope I grow
To love you like I should
I hope it snows this Christmas
When I'm on shifts and you're back home with family
Singing to me like you're whispering
Tell me your name is Jehovah I'm over the summit and out for the sea
Our love is religion at midnight
Calling for science in one bed we're two bodies two brains and four legs between
I hope I grow
To listen like you do
I hope those boys I knew
Will find their peace with all those truths unseen
Singing to me like you're whispering
Tell me you'd like to stay over we're closer to mourning than Adam and Eve
Our love is religion at midnight
Calling for science in one bed we're two bodies two brains and four legs between
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7. |
All Your Loving
03:05
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Keep it in your mouth now
Let out all be-low you
Is she in your angle?
Are you tearing up?
Sleep it off your septum
Cry off all the owe she gave you
Is it hardly handled?
Are you drooling up?
Is she looking South, son?
Lining up to grow without you
Are you handed over?
Run in afterglow?
Drink it, the loss, the crux
The rolling in an ancient paper cup
It clicks
You’re hit
All your loving gone for nothing
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8. |
All My Trials
02:49
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Don’t my shoes fit?
Try them on, oh, try them on
Don’t my feet itch?
When there’s so much to be running from
The chunk and the change in my pocket
Could be simple
How I want it, how I want it
Could be harder
Do I really think I could be paying off
The chunk with the change in my pocket?
I won’t touch your tea If you don’t touch my coffee
There’s a hole in my cup and ash at my feet
And Eliza won’t fix it, it’s all up to me,
My personal Jesus is coked up in the bathroom
Singing All my trials, All my trials
He’s a drinker
Like the rest of my friends
It’s nothing holy
Just a means to an end
The chunk and the way I can’t stop it
But they got eyes on me
And I see it, I see it
It’s all family
It’s enough to make up for
The chunk and the way I can’t stop it
I won’t touch your tea If you don’t touch my coffee
There’s a hole in my cup and ash at my feet
And Eliza won’t fix it, it’s all up to me,
My personal Jesus is coked up in the bathroom
Singing All my trials, All my trials
All my trials, all my trials
All my trials to me
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Supermoon
04:15
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I thought I saw you, Supermoon
In your simple red dress coming out of the blue
I thought I saw you, Supermoon
By the side of the road in a new pair of shoes
They weren’t the ones that I bought for you
There was a band on your finger set down in ink
And your naked white shoulder bore the name of some lover
Who died in some fight some number of years ago
And at night you would smoke to get him out of your eyes
Round the back of the bar where to my great surprise
You asked for a light and lit up the sky
I thought I saw you, Supermoon
Red Camel, red Royal, red Camel, red, blue
I thought I saw you, Supermoon
Just look at you now on the 10 o’clock news
Looks like the end of the world really might be coming true
And it’s just like you to appear unannounced
On a late summer night by the M25
Made it harder to fight to keep my weary eyes on the road
When you rise up again, in a blinding white flash
I spin out of control, as the car starts to roll
I lose track of the road as I’m lost in your eyes
‘Cause I thought I saw you, Supermoon
Red lorry, red lorry, red, sorry, red, blue
I thought I saw you, Supermoon
Just look at us now on the 10 o’clock news
Looks like the end of my world really might be coming true
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10. |
The Giant
05:09
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You know those dreams of Albion
You’ve seen them from your car
I know those dreams of Albion
They’re clearer from afar
The heather rolls and chimney smoke
That famous yellow raincoat
I’m too big for now
Wouldn’t fit around my finger
But I feel smaller than the day I nearly drowned
But I tripped and took out half of my hometown
The baker died, the mayor went splat
They found the priest all squished and the postman flat
Now at the public house there’s not a single glass
And the drunks have started drinking from the open taps
And the cries of the widowers, the kids and the wives
Are the worst I’ve heard in all my life
And it’s all my fault this pain and strife
My big fat feet and my big old teary eyes
But I feel smaller than the day I nearly drowned
But just you tell that to the folks in my hometown
They put up with my size for a little while
But this stumble really put some fire in their eyes
They burned my parents’ house and locked my loved ones up
And they chased me out of town with a dozen quarry trucks
I tried to make it up to them, I begged and I sobbed
But the old men just sneered and the kids threw rocks
And I wished that I could feel it, the stoning at my feet
To make the shame hurt less as the dreaded memories repeat
And I feel smaller than the day I nearly drowned
And now I can’t go back, back to my hometown
So here I stand, out on the road
Grown out of my shoes, grown out of my clothes
Naked as a newborn in the driving wind
And I’ve got no one to hold me, to wrap me up within
Their arms
What I’d give to be held like that
Fresh out of the bath, on my mother’s lap
Wrapped in a towel that’s been warming on the radiator
But I feel smaller than the day I nearly drowned
And it’s colder than it was in my hometown
You know those dreams of Albion
You’ve seen them from your car
I know those dreams of Albion
They’re clearer from afar
The heather rolls and chimney smoke
That famous yellow raincoat
I’m too big for now
Wouldn’t fit around my finger
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Felix M-B London, UK
Folk Singer/Songwriter from Nottingham, UK
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Genre: Folk
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