Read (Discography): Read & Burn 03
23 Years Too Late
20-day perch selected, we snail through streets of smoke
Tilo and Hardcore, Massive Attack and transfer prints
Fresh from The States with extra fear
Each suit tailored for silhouette promise
Copyists target the sun-stung pier
An unengaged jack demolishes walls
Of careful construction
23 years late…
23 years too late
Chisel jumping, laid-back pastry
Naked punks and stone-hard pagans
Sonic paramedics weep
Harness short delays
Fuelled by Finnish rude familiars
Lead the screw-top revolutionaries
In the land of hats
Smith & Wright shoot in from ballistic Berlin
Fuelled by the Finnish Rude-boy Engineering Front
In plum-black knit love, they officiate
Open-plan tendencies, engulf the room
Enthusiastically embracing, the ziggurat beat
Head locked in gridlock, oozing through Flanders
White kicker magic plants poppies of remembrance
Popeye remembers a cycloptic monster
23 years late, 23 years late…
23 years too late
Chisel jumping, laid-back pastry
Naked punks and stone-hard pagans
Sonic paramedics weep
Harness short delays
Fuelled by Finnish rude familiars
Lead the screw-top revolutionaries
In the land of hats
Airbrush camouflage
Cloaked by night, we slip the border
Collaborative pacts, the ferry spurned, we hit the ramps
Chaos junctions crash
Upon a crowd of lost construction
Russian hotel check-in kitchen
Expectations, black-knit love
Reinventing the schedule
Fun-filled firemen visit the Museum of Backward Hats
Totally Oscared, the Netherlands are un-tethered
Rhizomic gastropods interweave slender tails
Grey hairs genuflect as perforated anarchists
Lead the Screw-top Revolution
23 years late…
23 years too late
Chisel jumping, laid-back pastry
Naked punks and stone-hard pagans
Sonic paramedics weep
Harness short delays
Fuelled by Finnish rude familiars
Lead the screw-top revolutionaries
In the land of hats
Airbrush camouflage
Cloaked by night, we slip the border
Collaborative pacts, the ferry spurned, we hit the ramps
Chaos junctions crash
Upon a crowd of lost construction
Russian hotel check-in kitchen,
Expectations, black-knit love
23 years late…
We enter the hashish Kasbah
With millimetres to spare
Citizens of Christiania, the Cannabis Castaways
Victims of the cookie-cutter crucifixion
23 years late…
23 years too late
Chisel jumping, laid-back pastry
Naked punks and stone-hard pagans
Sonic paramedics weep
Harness short delays
Fuelled by Finnish rude familiars
Lead the screw-top revolutionaries
In the land of hats
Airbrush camouflage
Cloaked by night, we slip the border
Collaborative pacts, the ferry spurned, we hit the ramps
Chaos junctions crash
Upon a crowd of lost construction
Russian hotel check-in kitchen
Expectations, black-knit love
Becalmed in green fog banks
Over baked pastries
Goodbye… Goodbye…
Goodbye… Goodbye!
Our Time
Sleeping passes time
Dreaming passes time
Thinking passes time
Scheming passes time
There is no time
Drinking passes time
Joking passes time
Kissing passes time
Pissing passes time
There is no time
The time is right, the time is wrong
The time, it comes and then is gone
There is no time
Our time is right, our time is wrong
Our time is short or maybe long
Sniping passes time
Fighting passes time
Shouting passes time
Leaving passes time
The time is right, the time is wrong
The time, it comes and then is gone
There is no time
Our time is right, our time is wrong
Our time is short or maybe long
There is no time
The time is right, the time is wrong
The time, it comes and then is gone
There is no time
Our time is right, our time is wrong
Our time is short or maybe long
There is no time
No Warning Given
Dig close to the tree
If you're looking for roots
Hey! John Lee Hooker
I've borrowed your boots
The fifteenth Lama's
My latest recruit
I reincarnated
In his birthday suit
I'm telling you, fella
I wouldn't be in your shoes
Up s—— creek
On a terminal cruise
Intent on confusion
Random salvoes hell-bent on panic
A bloody infusion
Lightning strikes twice, permit deception
Opposing Tsars humming
Arrows flying, deliver shivers
A future projection
No warning given, make a killing?
Digital dreamers
Live over the shop
Sowing and growing
And smoking their crop
Working for change
For the penny to drop
Will it click? Will it stick?
Will it flip? Will it flop?
I'm telling you, fella
I wouldn't be in your shoes
Intent on confusion
Random salvoes hell-bent on panic
A bloody infusion
Lightning strikes twice, permit deception
Opposing Tsars humming
Arrows flying, deliver shivers
A future projection
No warning given, make a killing?
I'm telling you, fella
I wouldn't be in your shoes
Desert Diving
Robotic surfers in water-park oasis
Half-piping plummets in footprints of comets
The tumbling twins ride for miles on fixed ages
Greeting the winner of after the dinner
East of the cloudburst will Orson's well get full
Between light showers, the rubbery dress hose
Cruising the cubist, horseplay at each show
Tattooing fingers on Captain Hook's lover
Dial up a desert diving ranges
A prose position on several stages
Waiters and Angels, panoramic features
Kuwaiti water, airline position
Far-flung beatitudes wailing blue damage
Crestfallen tragics star-struck cremations
Ravaging savages, too frank to mention
Attention to detail, moribund intentions
Dial up a desert diving ranges
A prose position on several stages
Waiters and Angels, panoramic features
Kuwaiti water, airline position
Robotic water, desert cremations
Bee-humming stories cause consternation
Waiters and Angels, panoramic features
Leaner and meaner with sixth sense repeating
Into the empty bath