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Chunk

by Felix M-B

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laurettaroper A unique set of tunes to both soothe and stir the soul. Felix has a characterful voice. You Can Stay at My Flat is also a favourite. Favorite track: The Giant.
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1.
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
2.
Chunk 04:13
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
3.
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
4.
RVW 04:45
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)
5.
Spit 03:01
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
6.
Shifts 02:23
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
7.
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
8.
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
9.
Supermoon 04:15
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
10.
The Giant 05:09
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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Debut album by Felix M-B
Released by Phlexx Records

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released September 25, 2020

Written & Composed by Felix M-B
Produced by Jamie Davies at Kluster Rooms Studios
Assisted by Becca Mercer
Mastered by Mike Hillier at Metropolis Studios
Strings by Jerry Cronin & Nicola Warner
Horns by Leo Clayton
Clarinets by Sam Lupton
Artwork by Izzy Holder & aloha Bonser-Shaw
Released by Phlexx Records
With thanks to Jamie, Becca, Mike, Trekkah, Maddy, Cate, Jerry, Lorkin, Lee, Leo, Sam, Nicola, Kluster Rooms, Abbey Road Institute, Aloha, Izzy, Abby, Sid, Clara, Joel, Lucy, Tiger, Jack, Nikki, Jess, Clemmie, Hebe and everyone else who made this possible.

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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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