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IN A SEMI-DIMENSION WHERE TIME MOVES FAST
A BEING FROM THE FUTURE RAISED A HAND
WITH INFINITE WISDOM IT DECIDED TO MATCH US UP
YOU LOOKED JUST LIKE A GIRL FROM A CHILDHOOD DREAM
THE CLOSET THING TO PERFECT I'D EVER SEEN
IF THIS WORLD AIN'T REAL I REALLY KILLED THIS SCREEN
WHEN YOUR SIMULATION CROSSED
SWIMMING IN PROBABILITY AND CIRCUMSTANCE
MAYBE LOVE IS A RHYTHM NOT BOUND BY CHANCE
HOW ELSE DO YOU EXPLAIN LANDING A GIRL LIKE YOU?
IN THE PRESENT DIMENSION OF SYNTHESIS
MY BABY AND ME WALK THE DISSONANCE
AND IF THIS WORLD AIN'T REAL I REALLY KILLED THIS SCREEN
KILL SCEEN
WHEN YOUR SIMULATION CROSSED MINE
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Sin Don't Rattle
03:53
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HOW MANY LOVERS DOES IT TAKE TO MAKE AN EARTHQUAKE
BISHOP TELL ME PLEASE
DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO DO IT AT THE SAME TIME TO MAKE A TSUMANI
YOUR BRAND OF COMMENTARY HOW CAN IT BE HOLY
IN THE MODERN AGE
HEY MAN THE JOKES ON YOUR COS YOUR GOD DIDN'T BLESS YOU WITH A BRAIN
YOUR SIN DON'T RATTLE THE GROUND EXTREME PREACHER MAN
NOT EVEN DUDES DOING DUDES DOING DUDES DOING DUDES DOING DUDES IS GONNA MAKE THE GROUND MOVE
SELF APPOINTED FOOL FLEECING THOSE IN FRONT OF YOU WEEK IN WEEK OUT
I MAY NOT HAVE MET MY LOVER AT A RAINBOW BAR BUT I SEE ALL THE COLOURS FINE
YOUR SIN DON'T RATTLE THE GROUND EXTREME PREACHER MAN
NOT EVEN GIRLS DOING GIRLS DOING GIRLS DOING GIRLS DOING GIRLS IS GONNA MAKE THE GROUND MOVE
YOU'RE IN YOUR OWN HELL
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Bang Bang Bang
03:04
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DREAM TIME RADIO
PLAYING ALL OF THE HITS THAT YOU KNOW
SLIP THE DISC ON AROUND IT GOES
MOVE UNTIL YOUR MIND EXPLODES
HER HAIR GOES BANG BANG BANG
HER HAIR GOES BANG BANG BANG AT THE FRONT
NOCTURNAL SYMPHONY
VIBRATIONS MOVING IN HARMONY
BODIES LINKING ACROSS EVERY FREQUENCY
MOVE UNTIL YOU CAN BARELY SPEAK
HER HAIR GOES BANG BANG BANG
HER HAIR GOES BANG BANG BANG AT THE FRONT
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Bully
04:19
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WHO YOU GONNA BULLY WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO BODY
WHO YOU GONNA BULLY WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO BODY
YOU SAY IT'S A JOKE BUT I RECKON IT COMES OFF CRUEL
NO ONE IS GONNA BE LEFT BY THE TIME YOU'RE THROUGH
WHO YOU GONNA BULLY WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO BODY
I BET YOU WERE THAT KID
IN A STEAMY CHANGING ROOM
WITH HIS TOWEL ALL TIGHTLY TWISTED
AND A BITTER ATTITUDE
THROUGH THE MIST YOU COULD SEE YOUR VICTIM
LOOKING LIKE SOME LUMINOUS ARTIFACT
AND THE TOWEL THAT'S BEEN TIGHTLY TWISTED
BURNS LIKE LIGHTNING IN YOUR HAND
WHO YOU GONNA BULLY WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO BODY
WHO YOU GONNA BULLY WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO BODY
YOU SAY IT'S A JOKE BUT I RECKON IT COMES OFF CRUEL
NO ONE IS GONNA BE LEFT BY THE TIME YOU'RE THROUGH
WHO YOU GONNA BULLY WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO BODY
FAST FORWARD A COUPLE OF DECADED
IT DON'T LOOK LIKE MUCH HAS CHANGED
YOU'RE STILL LOOPING YOUR INSECURITIES
AND RINSING EVERYONE ON REPEAT
NOWADAYS YOUR TECHNIQUE IS SUBTLE
IT'S BEEN REFINED OVER TIME
WELL YOU MAY HAVE PUT THE TOWEL DOWN
BUT YOUR RUTHLESSNESS IS JUST A BIT MORE DISCRETE
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Elastic Meditation
03:00
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AN INVISIBLE DIVIDE
AN ELASTIC MEDITATION
THAT SHIVER DOWN YOUR SPINE
IS A HAND FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION
THE ORACLE YOU SEEK
YOU JUST HAVE TO IMAGINE
WHAT WE LEAVE IN OUR WAKE
IS THE PRODUCT OF OUR DIRECTION
WE ROLL THROUGH LIFE DEVISING OUR OWN CONCLUSION
LET IT GO LET IT GO
WE LEAVE BEHIND A IMPRINT WE CAN'T FATHOM
LET IT GO LET IT GO
ILLUSION HELD BY A SHADOW HAND
LIVES BOUGHT AND SOLD
DID WE LOSE THE POWER OF INVENTION
AS SOON AS IT WAS BORN
WE ROLL THROUGH LIFE DEVISING OUR OWN CONCLUSION
LET IT GO LET IT GO
WE LEAVE BEHIND A IMPRINT WE CAN'T FATHOM
LET IT GO LET IT GO
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Dictaphone Blues Auckland, New Zealand
Dictaphone Blues began as a bedroom project for Edward Castelow in 2006. Now a four piece live aural incarnation including Morgan Leary, Brad Fafjeta and Jamie Hannah. The band continue to play live and make music. Enjoy.
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