| Killer's Lullaby | ||||||||||
| I'm sitting at a coffee table Unable to see straight Watching parallel lines unwind And undulate, behind a rain-streaked Window pane, The scene's bleak, another train Leaving home, conceding defeat With a lone moan Hanging in a sky made of stone Everybody's leaving home I called my man Jerome to come meet me in the twilight zone Leave your mobile phone at home And come alone I bought him coffee and a snack Settled back, started speaking He was tweaking with the peak of his cap While I'm seeking to discover What it takes to stay sober Not cover my mistakes Try to maybe make sense of the eveidence It's over She's gone for good why should I lie? Singing a killer's lullaby Identified by the dying ring of a goodbye The last thing you hear Before your life disappears Now it just gets worse Like my stomach'll burst Feels like I've been cursed With seven centuries Of bitter memories Inadequacies and previous he's and she's I move around this old house for the last time Scene of my past crimes Been here for lifetimes Hearing the chime of the old clock That used to mock You got eternity for taking stock This place is like a padlock You look shocked Trust me, nothing ever moves but the dust There's just us and I'm here to torment and tease And that's how it was for centuries Me & my memories Till you brought the keys Took a couple of Saturdays I moved in running from tragedies and boozing Several hundred years since I came here You appear, same hair, same quizzical stare I couldn't get here and this Sheer frustration was more than I could bear I was really cursed, though I'd been through the worst part That was just the first part, just the start Every night I'd be sitting with dread Pricking my heart incase The man she'd been chasing gets to first base And I just can't escape I'm in bad shape You making love to someone else is more than I can take So I make all the movement I can Scream and yell Sinking deeper into my personal hell |
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| I'm getting heated, I'm sorry Have another coffee I needed to release my sparrow chest From just a piece of this pressure Unless an escape route is found I'm going down underground Into lifetimes of pain, it's absurd The heaviest chain is contained In the sound of one word So I'm referred back to hell Just as well, I hate needles and I get twinges at the thought of syringes J, I'm going insane with shame I dream I watch her making love Over and over again With what I call a farmer's swain Unintelligent, pea-brained retard Who think's hes always hard Oh God, of course I'm jealous fellas Oversex, flexing his pecs Jesus, what's he gonna make her do next I'm mad, vexed The way she gently scratches his chest Used to do that to me abck in 1253 Pity me while you lie with your lover I stare and suffer in despair While you riffle his hair Unaware of who else is there I move quick I wanna try my trick one last time You know it's possible to vaguely define my outline When dust moves into sunshine So I'm trying to change, vibrate Myself to near human pitch Which reminds me how I used to come unstitched And switch around the house in a blind rage It took years and an ocean of tears to find the key to this cage Advance another stage into a new age And I know that I will see you again On that you may depend I just don't know how or when Sleep on, my lost love, I'm gone Jerome took me home under steel skies Knowing I'm prone to dramatise But unknown for telling lies And what I verbalise He can see behind my eyes The why-oh-why's that identify Killers lullabies a piece of mind And he surmised Coudn't hear that Closed my eyes As he steered that old black BM home again Not knowing how and not knowing when |
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| Written by Maxi Jazz, Rollo & Sister Bliss Maxi Jazz - Rap Sister Bliss - Keyboards Dave Randall - Guitar Will Malone - String arrangement |
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| This is my personal favourite track on the album, a track which can easily be described as 'scary'. It is about Maxi killing someone, maybe out of jealousy. Starting with the sound of rain and a gentle keyboard track, a piercing drumbeat and bassline join in on the second verse, before a different, faster drumbeat takes over and the song settles into a fast-paced, piano-led anthem. The song ends with a huge climax - a gothic-sounding choir take over from the strings while the lead is taken by what could either be a harpsichord or Dave's guitar. | ||||||||||
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