Albert Longface

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Make Shift Work Place Well fuck, you know, baby, I hit a real hot streak.  I was holed-up in that hotel for weeks.  

This finite flirtation These movements at midnight Have you talking and writing shite Some tin-pot dictator Bends you over a barrel Has you by the short and danglies The world will beat a path The world will beat a path to your door I want to talk at length About the end of inspiration...

When The Film Is Sad (2ndDemo)

Too Much Of A Mood...

And you can return to the scene of the crime But only in your mind Now those feelings you’ve been trying to leave behind Will come around to bite you a second time..

This is how it starts...a demo, a work-in-progress... With a lick of melody and some poorly sung words. One magnetic line like “There is a sense of ending, buzzing round everything” And away you go...

Torchlight by Ellen Foley & Mick Jones

You’ve ruined me with all of your uncertainty, now bring me buckets full of thyme tea...

I can’t help you in the cult of the bull...

Recorded a mini-album today - 8 tracks written at the end of last year.

Blood On The Snow

Notes on a vortex Is a simple text Lie naked on a bed With a cut foot for a head Check the fear and loathing levels Check for a cause without rebels Cut, cut, cut, take a shortcut Notes on a vortex Wearing swirly x-ray specs Lying naked on a bed With a cut foot on your head The bitter tea Of someone else's tears Drink it down It’s good for you A fair of fleas Dancing in a circus ring Who’s to say It won’t all be this way Hacking away At the bones of it all A replay, blow by blow Of the night you lost your soul With any beast you’d go toe to toe.. Is this damage internal? Is this damage external? Is this damage eternal?

Tell Me How Long You've Been Gone

The End Credits Of An Italian Film