Track Marks

by Ashley Reaks

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Stale Mate 03:33
Wine stains on his corduroy keks Sparrow's heart, sparrow's legs Even in a goldmine he's picking up dregs The rob-rob-robin went bob-bob-bobbing along The bob-bob-bobbin went rob-rob-robbing along The living embodiment of failure to thrive Half dead, half alive Under the illusion he's got time on his side The rob-rob-robin went bob-bob-bobbing along The bob-bob-bobbin went rob-rob-robbing along Guaranteed to disappoint you Guaranteed to let you down
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Blood pouring down my body Travelling over silver mountains Over snow-capped nectar fountains I'm slipping round inside her Washing away history You don't know what she does to me Yes, I'll take my pilgrimage People are happy here Give me my shell of quiet faith to walk upon A scrap of faith, a sliver of salvation
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I'm a voodoo doll of myself (he's a dead doll baby) There's a large lead-lined hole in the ground (where the family live) I'm an outcast - to hell with me (he's a dead doll baby) Eating scraps of gravediggers food Weirdo! I'm the garbage man in my town (he's a dead doll baby) Weirdo! Many people use my services (they come from everywhere) Weirdo! Scapegoat and the dumping ground (he's a dead doll baby) Weirdo! Doing all of your dirty work Grasping tight a plastic light - he shines it in the dark (can't get it up!) If he shines it long enough he might locate his heart (can't get it up!)
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I'm like a pig in Tehran Exposing Fiona - the gargoyle on the hill The wild dog in the basement that won't sit still Exposing Fiona - the part of me you'll never see The stain on my psyche that won't come clean She was neither pig nor maid Not living and not dead She was one of the swine-possessed She sang like a funeral bell Exposing Fiona - the gargoyle on the hill The wild dog in the basement that won't sit still Exposing Fiona - the part of me you'll never see The stain on my psyche that won't come clean Quasimodo! Quasimodo! Quasimodo! Exposing Fiona, Exposing Fiona, Exposing Fiona Hog-hideous and haggard she haunted my dreams (She wants to stroke my long pig) Hog-tied and unclean she wants to kiss me (She wants to stroke my long pig) It's enough to make you want to eat your own young (She wants to stroke my long pig) I'm like a pig in Tehran
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Coated in raining echoes Stick thin worms inside a sad baby Stick thin worms in the palace of the doomed Small girl stabbing at her own remains Like an unwanted dog Spectators line the streets in the sewers and the drains We slip beneath the mountains and we slip beneath the trees Spluttering drunkenly I want to lose myself in her for all eternity Stick thin worms inside a sad baby Stick thin worms in the palace of the doomed
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From mewling infancy to toothless dotage From living existence to shadow Long days long nights sniffing for lowlife The taller the tree the greater the shadow Like a tiger drawing blood The road is strewn with bric-a-brac The unborn future and the dead past A strange illness afflicting me Like a tiger drawing blood The lime trees in Autumn gold The stars turn against me The cosmic sweat has long dried The dark pull of the underworld
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My tongue wants to trace circles across her tummy She spreads her fear in waves Nerve endings spasm inside of her She makes her way towards me She illuminated herself with a black rubber belt Great buildings rolling through the passages The ghosts of yesterday made their way across subterranea Children peering through the clouds Sitting snorting sulphate in the strange night Stars speckle in the light Full moon dances like a skeleton Like hungry birds in the cotton-white clouds

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released June 23, 2017

Ashley Reaks- Vocals, Bass, Keyboards, Guitar
Nick Dunne - Guitar
Joel Purnell - Saxophones
Maria Jardardottir - Vocals
Lucy Mizen - Vocals
Paul Middleton - Vocal on 'Tank From Grimsby'

Recorded and Mixed by Dan Mizen at Warehouse Recording Co., Harrogate 2017

All music and lyrics written by Ashley Reaks apart from 'Tank From Grimsby' (Music by Ashley Reaks/ Words by Paul Middleton) 2017

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Ashley Reaks Harrogate, UK

Genre-hopping musician and collage artist.


"an incomparable talent and a true original, a man who often borders on genius" - Louder Than War (UK)

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