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Guru
04:23
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Guru
Music Scott // TPF
Words Scott
I don’t need a guru, maybe you do
Maybe voodoo?
Could be the thing I need to cut the body from the brain
I don’t need a leader,
sleazy healer, bottom feeder
No I’m dubious and I know that you’re dubious as well
I don’t need a favour in lieu of good behaviour
I’m no saviour,
I’m no student of the soul
Don’t you understand?
Your head is in the sand
Ain’t you curious,
ain’t you curious of this?
These disappointments weigh heavy on the souls
Who breach the darkness with their eyes closed
The rhythm of hypocrisy
Is steady as a clock you see
I’m furious and I know that you’re furious as well
And it’s not reciprocity
Or just a curiosity
No I’m dubious yeah I’m dubious of this
I don’t need a guru
Maybe you do
Maybe voodoo?
Could be the thing I need to get my heart out of my hands
What don’t you understand?
Your head is in the sand
Ain’t you curious, ain’t you curious at all?
These disappointments weigh heavy on the souls
Who breach the darkness with their eyes (eyes, eyes) closed
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Miserable Meal
With the NZSO
Arrangement by Claire Cowan
Additional brass by Toby Laing
Music Buda // TPF
Words Buda
Somebody is in my kitchen
Cooking up a miserable meal
They hide themselves in shame,
but I know them
It ain’t hard to recognise yourself
All aboard the SS Shithole
Listing now for several years
The Captain says we’ll make it
But I disagree
I’m packing my bags
and I’m jumping ship
What a time to find out I don’t know how to swim
Will someone throw me a line and pull me back in?
I guess I’d rather go down with this wreck than fade out alone
Out on the sea
Back aboard the SS Shithole
The water’s pouring steadily in
We’re bailing out the ballast
Before we go down
A little comfort in our moment of doom
What a time to find out I don’t know how to swim
Will someone throw me a line and pull me back in
I guess I’d rather go down with this wreck than fade out alone
Out on the sea
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Hounds Of Hell
With Nadia Reid
Music Scott // TPF
Words Scott
God bless the moment
When the morning hits your eyes
We’ll be together
When the boiling oceans rise
You won’t be alone
When the sunlight turns to fire
You won’t be alone
when the falling skies are burning
out our eyes
God damn, the falling man
The way it went, he’ll never land
The hardest thing to understand
Is what we’ve seen reflected
You won’t be alone
When the sunlight turns to fire
You won’t be alone
when the falling skies are burning
out our eyes
I’ll see you in the second circle
In the body of the deepest well
You were following the broken hearted…
Now you’re running from
the hounds of hell
I can’t tell
I can’t tell anymore
Where we are
I can’t see you at all
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Decision Dollars
With Hollie Fullbrook
Music Buda // TPF
Words Buda // Scott
This decision was ours
To party hard and stay up late
Now the morning is turning sour
Don’t wanna get up today
Cause we’re feeling sorry now
Yes we’re feeling very sorry now
We could’ve taken it easy
Imagine how that would feel
Fresh as a summer’s breeze
on the Pyrenees
You’d wanna get up on that day
But we’re feeling sorry now
Yes we’re feeling very sorry now
The only thing left to say
“I’m never going to drink again”
Hey man I think you’re dreaming
It’s so hard to keep from falling
It’s so hard to keep from falling down
Could somebody please bring
me some water
And be so kind as to close the door
Maybe an ice cold Coca Cola
Could help to get me off the floor
But I’m feeling sorry now
Yes I’m feeling very sorry now
The only thing left to say
“I’m never going to drink again”
Hey man I think you’re dreaming
It’s so hard to keep from falling
It’s so hard to keep from falling down
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Transit Of Venus
With the NZSO
Arrangement by Hamish Oliver
Music Scott // TPF
Words Scott
The Transit Of Venus
we watch it from the kitchen
The planet between us
The gravity is pulling me in two
By the way we feel
It’s animal, It’s animal
Animal, any more of you
Could pull me through…
To the new dawn
While doing the dishes
I find myself howling at the moon
The language between us
When nothing’s said,
it says a thing or two
But the love we fear
It’s animal, It’s animal
Animal, Animal,
It’s animal
Animal, any more of you
Could pull me through…
To the new dawn
The Transit Of Venus
We watch it from the kitchen
While doing the dishes
Yeah we watch it from the kitchen
To the new dawn
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Tranquility
With Hollie Fullbrook
Jeff Henderson on Clarinet
Music Wedde // TPF
Words Buda
I remember a life
Left far behind the borderline
A different time
When the children were free
They carried no screens
When the water was clean
And we ruled the machines
My mind was a pool of tranquility
before the age of anxiety
got its grip on me
Won’t you take me back
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Landline
Music Scott // TPF
Words Scott
When the city falls
I will take your calls
I can feel your voice
Buzzing through the walls
I’ll give you the number to dial
And I’ll be here a while
I will answer when you call me
On the landline
Call me on the landline
In the blue light
You dial “1-800 R U ALRIGHT?”
We could float away
Off to All Day Bay
But when I’m in the blue
I fear you can’t get through
We need a connection to make it
And I’ll never break it,
I will answer when you call me
On the landline
You call me On the Landline
In the blue light
You dial “1-800 R U ALRIGHT?”
(ring ring ring ring)
Is this the real world?
What it’s like to be a human being
I want to hear something new
Ringing in my ears
Coming down the line
You live in the clouds
I’m still on the ground
So call me on the landline,
you call me on the landline
In the blue light
You dial “1-800 R U ALRIGHT?”
(ring ring ring ring)
Is this the real world? (is this real?)
What it’s like to be a human being
I want to hear something new
Ringing in my ears
Coming down the line
Landline
Why don't you call me on the
Landline?
Yeah on the
Landline
You call me on the
Landline, landline
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Former Glory
With Anita Clark
Music Buda // TPF
Words Buda
I was born in darkness
Behind the Iron Curtain
Lining up for flour
Drunk on people power
And vodka
Yes. They gave vodka to a child
I came across the ocean
On a wave of mixed emotion
Found a kind of Eden
Now I’m high on personal freedom
But I’m drowning in debt
Learning to talk again
At the age of almost ten
I had to fight for justice
I had to fight Darryl
Cause he took my lunch
My sandwiches
And he stomped on them
Hey Darryl!
You got exactly what you deserved
(You got a bleeding nose man)
This is no made up story
About my former glory
It’s a little exposé
I guess all I’m trying to say is
It ain’t easy to find your way
For the immigrant
Things got cool in high school
I got a cherry strat and it totally ruled
And just hanging out in the weekends
Started a band with my best friends
And it was this band
(Been going for a while now)
This is no made up story
About my former glory
It’s a little exposé
I guess all I’m trying to say is
It ain’t easy to find your way
For the immigrant
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My Kitchen Rules
04:18
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My Kitchen Rules
Music Wedde // TPF
Words Wedde // Scott
We came on the wire
We were blinded by
All the new flavours
High above the rising
of the signal tide
Buzzing like a new lawnmower taking over
In the living room of your
favourite neighbour
On the edge of your seat…
We came on the wire
We were blinded by
All the new flavours
Watching people judging
people on your own
High above the rising of the
signal tide
People watching people
on their best behaviour
In the dining rooms of
Human strangers
(In the dining rooms
of human strangers)
We came on the wire
We were blinded by
All the new flavours
All the new flavours
All the new flavours
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Trem Sketch
04:32
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Trem Sketch
With Tom Watson on trumpet
Music Wedde // TPF
Words Scott
Do you remember
what we’re playing?
Something ‘bout wildcards
and diamonds
Then the thud of the needle
breaks the spell
As the record stops playing
Ain’t you got a flight in the morning?
Coz it’s morning now baby
And you’ll miss it maybe
I’ll miss it maybe
If you don’t miss it baby
Then I get that sinking feeling
That I could be wrong
Yeah I get that sinking feeling
That I’m wrong
Here comes that sinking feeling
That I’m wrong
Here comes that sinking feeling
That I’m wrong
Here comes that sinking feeling
That I’m wrong
Tell me what you want
Tell me how to feel, I can deal
Tell me who to be
What you need
I’ll be anyone
Anyone that comes to mind
A different face, a different time
I’d rather be
That, than be a shell of what I was
When what I was wasn’t all that,
you see?
It’s not a part of me, no
Then I get that sinking feeling
That I could be wrong
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