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A Thing To Be

by The Tumbledryer Babies

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Do you ever feel free Do you ever feel gravity Why is the blue open to you when it grates me Suffocates me How wide open does a space feel when you're wading through a soup of nitro oxygen and carbon dioxide?
It's probably best to reach the end And do your best to just pretend That you and I were never even there Instead of falling on my sword I sing and play my omnichord I'd love to make you listen But there's too much competition Each day I travel cattle class Without the blinkers or the grass And city boys can't even wear a mask The compensation's very poor I cannot do it anymore I'm broke, depressed and ill and Worried for my children But if I learnt to play the bones And people heard my dulcet tones Perhaps they'd pay a tenner on the door Then at the end give a big hand And step right up to my merch stand Make me feel accomplished for a while
I am lonely I am small I'm graffiti on your garden wall I'm a misery I'm a bum But with you in my life I am the sun I'm Colossus of Rhodes Colossus of Rhodes Colossus of Rhodes because I've got you Well I hate it here It's a swizz I don't know who anyone is It's the ignorance It's the greed But having you on my side's all I need I'm Colossus of Rhodes Colossus of Rhodes Colossus of Rhodes because I've got you I get beat down You show me how to be Colossus of Rhodes Colossus of Rhodes I'm Colossus of Rhodes because I've got you
Get back, get on, get by Hoist by my own petard I can't tell you when I'm struggling Because there's been no change in that regard I've gone stupid from lack of experience I'm gridlocked from lack of time I cannot break the cycle I cannot cross the line I cannot break the cycle I cannot cross the line I cannot break the cycle I cannot escape I cannot escape the pyramid
Kilroy Woz Ere With a pitcher of beer and a look of fear What a caper My name won't make the paper Warriors, magicians, lovers, kings I fear I am none of those things and Henry VIII had gout I'm not so assertive as to call you out Call me a girl's blouse I only feel at home in my house My inevitable aneurysm The broken brain that produces this jism Skim the cream It's not worth anything
One-eyed magpie is a pauper in the land of the crow Launched high from Tudor gates Go well, go well Never-ending nervous breakdown Alligators & lovers, horny even at the permafrost You wounded warrior Go well, go well
Crying Boy 01:52
I'm a blue boy up on your wall To keep away the neighbours should they ever come to call I'm a sad little urchin who's conveying the message: 'I'll make you regret every hanging me in your passage' I'm the crying boy I fear I'm cursed I'm the crying boy I'm just the worst I'm the crying boy Look into my large sad eyes I'm the crying boy Spreading doom and gloom I'm the crying boy From room to room I'm the crying boy I hope your house does not burn down I'm a blue boy up on your wall Affecting your insurance and making you feel small Get rid of me and you might feel you can rest again Or maybe I'm best left to the paranormal investigators
This is a thought I had in the Post Office queue on Green Street, 9:15 on December the third Envelopes in my hand and a parcel under my arm You're getting better all the time I'm getting worse somehow You're learning to live with Academia You throw me a smile All the while You're learning to live with somebody's depression Self improvement in you Is improvement in me I get a lot from watching you grow I will die happy now that I know This love in my home
Evil followed me as a doom A doom yet completed Into the autumn, out of the winter & when my cold arms twine round your shoulders Remember what the ancients taught us We do not see six feet below Ground Zero is simply much higher now Meadows choked behind cellar doors Cobblestones lost to the sewer floors Evil followed me as a doom A doom yet completed
My brain is too broken for vitality And the fact I'm not an artist is the great tragedy of my life No one ever told you You were good enough just the way you were No one ever told you The possibilities are endless And that's about all I can muster Before I just want to lay down and put on 'Cluster & Eno' and stare at the ceiling And think on the presence or absence of feeling
Love Alibi 00:25
You are my alibi That despite the sadness I was loved


Recorded between 03 January - 16 February 2022 in Room 237.


released February 22, 2022

All songs written and performed by A Moore.



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The Tumbledryer Babies Southend On Sea, UK

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