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HIGHS AND LOWS Version 1 for Fuck Fur Raw Oct 11

10/9/2011

the up and down
of it all
we must have these
highs and lows
plain sailing
is flat calm
no fun this calmness
bring a storm
we must have these
highs and lows
we must have these
highs and lows

sink hole drags down
into me
we must have these
highs and lows
plain sailing
is flat calm
no fun this calm
bring a storm
we must have these highs and lows
we must have these
highs and lows

seen too many
empty days
need collision
feed my brain
the up and dow
of it all
we must have these highs and lows
plain sailing
is flat calm
no fun this calm
bring a storm
we must have these
highs and lows
we must have these
highs and lows

these highs and lows
highs and lows

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FAST FOOD -( a song of horror for kumo)-

10/5/2011

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Average Jesus

(...your flesh my flesh...meat money and bones...you can scream you can fucking scream...)
It works good both ways
We both get to have a new best friend and for that short time it's like we're made for each other.
Yeah we're all hungry for something - best not get greedy though, eh?

But come with me now, I'll show you something.
No one ever comes down here; it's like a labyrinth
of diesel drenched inspection pits right under the dancefloor
It would've been the workshop for the old bus garage before it all got de-regulated
Yeah, it's weird innit?
I've been living down here for years. Got freezers plugged in and everything. Somewhere to cook… and free food - hallelujah!

What more could your Average Jesus want?

Are you listening to me?
It's all changing now.
Down here it all changes.
This is my place down here - my rules.
Nothing's going to be the same now.
I'm in your sweat
I'm in your blood, your tears.
I'll be your saviour
(...your breath now my breath, your flesh my flesh...)

You know what I reckon?
I reckon it's recycling time for these Eco-clones.
E culture? E for empty.
It'll all break down to meat, money and bones
meat, money and bones, meat, money and bones, meat, money and bones...

....and I live in the walls, in the wires. I live in the floor.
...and I'll up the stakes. Terminate everything: desire, energy, anything you've got, in an orgy - in an orgy of ultra-violet seduction on this night of the dancing dead. Where all the corpses queue up in a kind of nightmare trip. They've all got this dream of escape - like it's just one pill away, well come and swallow my pills, eh? They're made with adrenaline and fear. And the last dying rays of yesterday's sun.
Cos tonight is forever - eternity is here, and tomorrow will never come. No, tomorrow will never come.

(...you can scream, you can scream, you can fucking scream, you can say what you want, you can do what you want, you're going down - down - you're going down!...)
Remember I'm your saviour - your average Jesus.

That's all.

© Peter Hope 2009

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An Eye For An Ear.........................................................................DeafNoise Will Soon Be Here

10/5/2011

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GIVE A PENNY TO THE DEAF GUY

10/4/2011

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I'm meant to be in Wakefield on Saturday doing the dreaded bucket shaking for pennies. Blimey these things are sent to be be called Entertainment.
What's the bucket for then, Penny for the Deafth-Guy??, you've not got to sit in a pushchair as well, 'ave you???
The bucket job is for an organisation I work with - campaigning to have sign language in all schools. Depleted funds mean we have to shame ourselves with buckets and rattle a few coins. Even Comet is being roped in to show his tricks. Oh dear.
That's why i was asking you a while back whether sign-language was universal... i was thinking that it should be something that was taught at an early age. Kids would love it; it'd be like a secret language - some would get bored with it, but none the less it's something they would remember, If only to use it to swear at theior parents! ... and others would really get into it and pick it up and develop it.
Once again short sighted discriminatory education policies - meanwhile they want to make witches hats pinker and fairy costumes blacker so that black people don't start thinking they're evil --- Fuxake
Ahh the sign language - universal universe language of the dead Gods! Point a finger in one direction and you soon have conformed masses looking in a monocled direction too! The whole thing got buggered up from the Milan 1880 Convention when the dredges of scums running asylums decided that handflapping was just too much of a distraction dictated that NO NO MORE HANDS. It didn't take long before the asylums were at breaking point then the damned missionaries decided to open up the deaf and dumb institutes. What remains today of deaf clubs are legacies of those days and people like my mum being caned in class for signing. This led to a generation of fingerspellers who would face the teacher but have a beady eye watching the fingerspelling under the desks. Even today those fingerspellers, who are dying out, are really amazing to watch and I haven't a blinking clue even with a strobe light! These days there's no officialdom interested in the beauty of signing but plenty of research cash for stem cell research, cochlear implants and DNA annihilation etc which will wipe out deafness. A genocide legally sanctioned by the upstairs people. This is one of the reasons why music or those deep sonaric rumbles afflict me because it is the only language I know that can reach the hearing masses. Whether it will work doesn't really matter but to have fun with authority along the way!!! I am awkward and the barb in your paper cut! Deafnoise 4th Oct 2011

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HIGHS AND LOWS Version 1 for Fuck Fur Raw Oct 11

FAST FOOD -( a song of horror for kumo)-

An Eye For An Ear.........................................................................DeafNoise Will Soon Be Here

GIVE A PENNY TO THE DEAF GUY

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