1. |
Adulting
03:42
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But it’ll just have to do
Now what is he gonna do
He’s got so many people
To say Hello to
Gotta make that big bad mark on the big bad world now
Try to do that without losing your mind, that’s skill
It’s a fiddly little knack of a thing and they call it Adulting
But have you ever met an adult that you didn’t really wanna kill
First Person goes wild
He screams hello until his teeth are bleeding
The Second Person says “Hot!
It’s really horny when you speak with feeling.
Now can we please get in deep?
Not much song remains.
And I’m not you
But maybe you could be me now.”
Gotta make that big bad mark on the big bad world now
Try to do that without losing your mind, that’s skill
It’s a fiddly little knack of a thing and they call it Adulting
But have you ever met an adult that you didn’t really wanna kill
I’ll tell you later…
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2. |
The Outside Outside
02:00
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3. |
Getting Mad Online
02:27
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Check that open thread
Strange strangers make me rage
I’ll eat that up with open head
‘Til I old of die age
It’s so relaxing
Getting mad online
I can see it’s so much worse now
Than when I checked last time
You were never meant to crave the
Cloying nightmare of the cave, friend
It’s a fussy little mess you wear
To graduation every day
Met a friend who felt like me
Many many times this way
Too many times I felt too
Obvious and cliched
It’s so rewarding
Slaying trolls and being slayed
I can see my friends are crying
Waiting to be betrayed and saying
You were never meant to crave the
Cloying nightmare of the cave, friend
It’s a fussy little mess you wear
To graduation every day
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4. |
My Body
04:33
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I saw my own cadaver
Lying on the road
Here lie all my passions
Thirty-odd years old
‘Cause living isn’t easy
Frail as a ghost
So I taught myself to swallow
Take those feelings down
Compost for the flowers
Growing from the ground
‘Cause grieving isn’t easy
And it’s harder in this town
And I told you I was happy
And I meant it in my way
I meant to make it clear
That I was grateful for your face
And I held you in your silence
I saw the empty space
I noticed every moment
‘Til the moment went away
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5. |
All Over The Shop
02:57
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6. |
Beautifully Made Problem
04:26
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You're a beautifully made problem
You're the cracks in a lonely road
You're a fork in the junction when I haven't a map
And the signs are impossibly old
Oh the signs are impossibly beautiful
And the stars are across the way
We're two custom checks shy of paradise dear
Well you know what I'm trying to say
You're the lessons of broken English
The truth I would never be told
A kick in the conscience that makes you laugh
When the drugs begin to take hold
And when the drugs make way for tomorrow
We'll be up at the crack o' dawn
with the wrong kind of shoes but the right kinds of smiles and
And the memory of a song
It goes mmm hmm hmmm
Mmm hmmm hmmm
You're a beautifully made problem
You're the hope for a better day
You're some kind of something I've wanted to try
Since a young and naive age
And when I was young and naive I liked myself so I couldn't have been all that wrong
You're the bells and you're the rough
You're the melody of the song
Mmm hmmm
Mmm hmmm
You're the Bells
You're the rough
You're the channels and instincts and memories and stuff
You're the ride
You're the fare
You're the bridge in the sunlight, the call to prayer
You're the answers all jumbled
But arranged with care
And a problem that is halved
Is a problem shared
And I don't know
No I don't know
But I remember the song.
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7. |
RTE v a p o r w a v e
03:05
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8. |
Reflective Man
03:42
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Reflective Man
Our lives are in your hands
You wave your flag and cause pathetic little traffic jams
Reflective Man
Do you reflect inside too?
Spreading tarmac evenly on the R352
Reflective Man
Oh silly little island
How’d you work out work this way
Work is just a word we say
Work out a better way of breastfeeding your spade
Reflective Man
Are you alone in there?
Are you concerned about your growing gut, receding hair?
Reflective Man
Am I the same as you?
I could be spreading tarmac on the old R352
We’re all the same
In this Universe
We’re all composed of the same elements
The face of God
God
God
God
God
The face of God
Oh silly little island
How’d you work out work this way
Work is just a word we say
Reflective Man
Reflective Man
Reflective Man
Reflective Man
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9. |
Synthpop Relationship
05:54
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Did we play pretend
With our family or our friends
We didn’t understand
But it’s the show that makes the man
My Dad said think commercial son
You’ve got a brilliant mind
Don’t let it have its fun
You’re destined for great things
And the fortune that it brings
That was our synthpop relationship
Self-indulgent and totally wrong
And just like synthpop
It came and it went away
Now it’s just a collection of songs
No one can hear me
No matter what I say
No matter how clearly
I articulate my pain
Are you singing on?
Did you go solo with your song?
You know it’s never quite the same
As the tunes we used to play
No one seems to understand
There were synthesizers when I held your hand
And sparkles in the air
When I used to brush your hair
That was our synthpop relationship
Self-indulgent and totally wrong
And just like synthpop
It came and it went away
Now it’s just a collection of songs
No one can hear me
No matter what I say
No matter how clearly
I articulate my pain
No matter the cost
In our private thoughts
I’m glad that we burned up
Both sets of wings
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10. |
Non-Binary Self-Parody
02:34
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I’m a non-binary self-parody
Sitting on my own again
Writing songs about me
I’m a non-binary self-parody
Sitting on my own
Again
I’ve seen divisions
And I’ve seen loss
I’ve seen some things I can’t discuss
I’ve had meltdowns
I’ve been strange
I’ve been a failure every day
And I get sick of talking about myself sometimes
I get sick of talking about anyone at all
I get sick and I get fucked
But I’ve got charm and I’ve got luck
And I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
Vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I feel vulnerable
I’m a non-binary self-parody
Sitting and resisting
Writing songs about me
I’m a non parody
No irony
Existing
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Neil Farrell
One half of the Leftist Cooks,
Youtuber, composer, comedian, non-binary self-parody
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