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KIKI Vs. ALICE FROM THE BREAKERS
(Words by David Myers / Music by Malcolm Moore)
Nassau County, Long Island, born on the fringe of American blue.
Alice of the breakers tried raising Kiki too
The girl with the silver syringe.
A sobriquet fitting for sure.
This might just sting a little
Let's push a little more
I love you, you junkie
It's your friends I can't abide
I love you, you junkie
Not the Cadillac you can't drive
I love you Kiki Preston
The girl with the silver syringe
I love you Kiki Preston
The girl with the silver syringe (1 bar fill into verse)
Vanderbilt never constructed so you could ride that kind of track
New York didn't break her, it was the Happy Valley smack.
The girl with the silver syringe
A tourniquet fitting for sure
This might just sting a little
Let's push a little more
Kiki believe me this doesn't end well,
When Walter starts digging I'll tell him you fell.
The boy was born to save you but he'll never be the king.
Kiki you know I love you
The girl with the silver syringe
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Big Yellow Box
02:52
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BIG YELLOW BOX
(Words by David Myers / Music by Malcolm Moore)
V1. Romance is gone, no chivalrous act
It cheapens me so but the room isn't taxed
Stack them and pack them, off with my rocks, and
Throw me the keys to a big yellow box
V2. Room for a king, a lamp hung above
Where there's just enough light to show you the love
Romance is dead & chivalry lost
Throw me the keys to a big yellow box
Br1. Face recognition assists the connive
As long as I'm not recognised.
Ch1. So thanks for this evening,
I hope you come too.
Thanks for this evening,
I won't love myself or love you.
V3. Romance is lost, a thing of the past.
I'll pay in advance for as long as I last.
Give me good reason to bring to a close
My love in a box, those impersonal blows
Br3. Face recognition no need for disguise
As long as I'm not recognised.
Ch2. So thanks for this evening,
I hope you come too.
Thanks for this evening,
I won't love myself or love you.
V4. Friendship & union is all out of stock
You'll find what you need in my big yellow box
Br4.Face recognition is all that's required
As long as I'm not recognised.
Ch3. So thanks for this evening,
I hope you come too.
Thanks for this evening,
I don't love myself
So thanks for this evening,
I hope you come too.
Thanks for this evening,
I don't love myself or love you.
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Byron Bay
04:23
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BYRON BAY
(Words by David Myers / Music by Malcolm Moore)
V1:
I know a man who cannot swim a stroke, but
He would swim for seven teas
Byron bay is the happiest man alive
V2:
You offer it once & his memory won't fade
Maybe the best that I've seen
Byron Bay is the happiest man I know
Ch:
Be kind, I was built for this
Smile, I was built for this
It's not just for show & it isn't for tips.
The money will go on the harbour & ships
V3:
I know a man who is perfectly true
Changing the world with a tray
Byron Bay is the happiest man alive
V4:
Pacing the stones with a line that is fresh
Tempting the octopus fan
Byron Bay is the happiest he can be
The happiest man alive
Ch2:
Be kind, I was built for this
Smile, I was built for this
It's not just for show & it isn't for tips.
The money will go on the harbour & ships
Be kind , I was built for this
Smile, I was built for this
It's not just for show & it isn't for tips.
The money will go on the harbour & ships
Byron Bay is the happiest man I know
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Blended
03:54
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BLENDED
(Words by David Myers / Music by Malcolm Moore)
V1:
Kiss me Irish but not too fast
Kiss me now but not too cold
Hold the ice you warm my soles.
Not that I walk anymore
V2:
Test the water & turn that tide
Breaking waves of apathy
Drink intrinsic part of me
Not that I know anymore
Not that I know anymore
Ch:
Measure the man by the fingers he holds, the gold in his glass.
He is blended
Measure the man by the skin that he's sold, the gold in his glass, the stories he's told.
He is blended.
The gold in his glass he is blended.
V3:
Kiss me Irish I'm begging you.
Take me to cask because
The older I get the faster I was
Not that I race anymore
Not that I race anymore
Coda:
The older I get the faster I was
The gold in his glass he is blended
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The 1957 Tail-Fin Fiasco Essex, UK
In 1957, Harley Earl designed the most beautiful automobile the world would ever
see.
By 1960 the tail-fin was all but extinct.
In 2013 Harley Earl appeared to Essex chancers David Myers and Malcolm Moore in a dream.
‘Create melody and meaning that will allow the human race to move freely and without drag...
Be aer-o-dy-NAS-mic.
Be The 1957 Tail-Fin Fiasco’.
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