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Things this song is:

1. Angry, about what? Everything, by the sounds of it.
2. Synthy. Look Ma, no guitars!
3. Short.
4. Wordy.

Things this song isn’t:

1. Christmassy. Woo!
2. The end of TS@aW. Coming fairly close to it now though, 47 of 52! Everybody go ooooooohh!

Also, interesting to note that this is the first time in trawling through the catalogue of “ideas for TS@aW that slipped and fell on their arse”, that I’ve actually sculpted one into a tune. Result! I have a folder of them, and every now and then I’ll go through them and see is there anything there that I missed. Always, up until now, I’ve had to go, “nope”. But I KNEW that eventually one’d come up trumps.

lyrics

It feels sometimes that you're gone over the edge,
You fell off a cliff, you wouldn't play that game.
I don't know about the things you say,
When up is down and black is white and straight is gay.
I don't know if it's the child that's talking,
You never grew up, you never learned that way.
I don't know if it's the way you think,
Or the way you were taught that you could move that way.

Yeah I know that I am in your thoughts,
And I am in your soul,
And I will give it back to you,
When you have paid your debt, fool.


I had a dream about scratching the itch,
I had a dream about holding the line.
I saw myself in big fast car going straight and swift,
Over the finishing line.
Well who am I to declare that I'm good or I'm bad,
Or I'm lost or found - or anything like,
That smooth, slick on the lip flip,
And the blood that rises at closing time.

Yeah I know that I am in your thoughts,
And I am in your soul,
And I will give it back to you,
When you have paid your debt, fool.

I dropped off the map then reappeared,
To return myself to life.
I hold all the aces in my heart
And I can turn them each in time.
I lose nothing else by kicking off,
I help myself to wind.
And I know that I'm in your thoughts,
Like a worm that lurks and returns to eat your insides.

Seperation parks my words
And robs them of their guts and balls,
If you could hear them from my lips
I think you'd know you could not come and call.
I have not lost myself but yet I am still lost.
And I cannot feel my legs or talk,
Or sink, or swim, or lose control.

Yeah I know that I am in your thoughts,
And I am in your soul,
And I will give it back to you,
When you have paid your debt, fool.

credits

from Throwing S​*​*​t at a Wall, released January 1, 2011
Everything by Bill

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Bill Coleman Ireland

Makes music with a laptop, a guitar and a pile of live-recorded loops. Reminds people of Eels, Flaming Lips, Talking Heads...

Spent 2011 writing and recording a song a week - check out the "Throwing S**t at a Wall" album.

Currently working on his third studio album.
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