Keep Your Colours
by Gouranga
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Digital Album
Immediate download of 7-track album in your choice of MP3 320, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
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Bile
03:27
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It Came To This
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Rose and Time
04:34
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Rife Machine
07:12
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1850s Regression (live)
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Pass It Down (live)
03:46
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Rose and Time (live)
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credits
released 20 May 2011
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May 2011 -
Aug 2011
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- Track Name: Bile
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I wanna wake, internally and turn off my cartoon vision
Success, measured in sobriety seems the best
The best at...
...Times to forget, thought I didn't drink to forget now
Drink to forget, thought I didn't drink to forget now
My head, is so sore by the evening I'll be warm again
The morning drums, my brain awake
With a repeated mouth, repeated...
...Bile to forget, thought I didn't drink to forget now
Drink to forget, drink to forget now
Electrostatic shine, guzzle down your wine
Wave goodbye to Phil, never felt so, ill
My head is so sore I don't know anymore...
Drink to forget, thought I didn't drink to forget now
Drink to forget, thought I didn't drink, didn't drink
Didn't drink! Didn't drink! - Track Name: It Came To This
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It came to this, I realised the votes they cast
Keeps 'em singing
It came to this money realised, contest winners
It makes them millions
When we look, and analyse
It popularity, that they're given
When we look, its disguise
Its talking shit, that keeps them dreaming
Hey mum are you proud of me, manufactured on TV
Everyone they're here for me, fame fades eventually
Well our voice is heard and realised
A charlatans death, they'll be screaming
When we look, to disguise...oh you make me sick!
Have you got it?! You really got it! Yeah, Look at me!
Hey mum are you proud of me, manufactured on TV
Everyone they're here for me, fame fades eventually
When we look, and analyse
It popularity, that they're given
When we look, its disguise
Its disguise!
Hey mum are you proud of me, manufactured on TV
Everyone they're here for me, fame fades eventually
Hey mum are you proud of me
Hey mum are you proud of me
Manufactured on TV
Manufactured on TV - Track Name: Rose and Time
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Knots tied inside
A sex life denied
Decisions ruled by head
Leaves a negative emotion to wed
We were so good in my eyes
Eyes stained with rose and time
We were so good in my eyes
A residue to despise, so cliched its sublime
A residue to despise
I suppose I reckon I think
In the long run we'll sink
Your image fades away
Your making war not hay
We were so good in my eyes
Eyes stained with rose and time
We were so good in my eyes
A residue to despise, so cliched its sublime
A residue to despise
You lean on me, I've got to go
I wanna live, I wanna live
Lean on me, lean on me...
We were so good in my eyes
Eyes stained with rose and time
We were so good in my eyes
A residue to despise, so cliched but its mine
A residue to despise
But its mine, but its mine, but its mine, but its mine...
But its mine! but its mine! - Track Name: Rife Machine
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As the story unfolds, its one to drive the conspiracy theorists wild
Documented through the staccato motion of the earliest 20th century
There was a doctor called Royal Raymond Rife
This genius doctor, invented a machine to cure all kinds of disease
His Rife machine as he so called it, took pain staking trial and error, trial and error...
Finally, eureka bestowed upon him the power at hand
To resonate, target, and destroyed diseased cells
Banquet dinners held, in his honour
Till the companies came
Their money came to play, in their honour
Money came to play
Disgraced your life, they wrecked your mind
They don't look back, they're so unkind
Now you see, if you're a company with profit margins and shareholders to protect
You don't want a young up-start doctor with a machine to cure all disease in a matter of minutes through the power supply in his surgery
You wanna destroy this man and thats what they did they went after him
And Raymond became an alcoholic
Raymond came unhinged, maybe you would do too
Someone destroys you life
Disgraced your life, they wrecked your mind
They don't look back, they're so un...
Disgraced your life, disgraced your life
Wrecked your mind, wrecked it good
They wrecked your mind they, They wrecked your mind they
They wrecked your mind they, They wrecked your mind they
They wrecked your mind they, They wrecked your mind they
They wrecked your mind they
They wrecked your...!
Wrecked your mind, I hate their style
Wrecked your mind, I hate their style
I hate their style, I hate their style, I hate their, I hate their, I hate their style - Track Name: 1850s Regression (live)
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Man came to this world, thinking of one never knew he was his only son
All lies were taken, years wasted away
Near the river falls, time evades all
Broken tools that you left for us to fend
Distracted by war, for far too long an excuse what was gonna wrong
Never saw it was over, trepidation remains
Near the river falls, time evades all
Broken tools that you left for us to fend
Curse the highs, got no time for a fascist guise
Hang it dry, got no vision to stand the test of time
Bovine faces held by all, praised for forward thinking
Bovine faces now blamed for all, action delayed sinking
Stuck in a rut, scorned all shame
Bribed our minds to repress them
Regression for war, regression for war
Curse the highs, got no time for a fascist guise
Hang it dry, got no vision to stand the test of time
Curse the highs, got no time for a fascist guise
Hang it dry, got no vision to stand the test of time
Curse the highs, got no time for a fascist guise
Hang it dry, got no vision to stand the test of time
Curse the highs, got no time for a fascist guise
Curse the highs, curse the highs, the fucking highs - Track Name: Pass It Down (live)
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Come on son hurt some, pass it down destroy
Media invention, you know they plan and ploy
Come on son, hate some more
Come on son, hate some more
Don't think or feel
Racist taught me to vote, I don't care for him
Racist told me to vote, fucks up everything
Nothing change post his, human nature prevail
I'll get one over your son, centuries of fail
Come on son, hate some more
Come on son, break the mould
Racist taught me to vote, I don't care for him
Racist told me to vote, fucks up everything
Racist taught me to vote, I don't care for him
Racist told me to vote, fucks up everything
Racist taught me to vote, racist taught me to vote
Racist taught me to vote, racist told me to vote - Track Name: Rose and Time (live)
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Knots tied inside
A sex life denied
Decisions ruled by head
Leaves a negative emotion to wed
We were so good in my eyes
Eyes stained with rose and time
We were so good in my eyes
A residue to despise, so cliched its sublime
A residue to despise
I suppose I reckon I think
In the long run we'll sink
Your image fades away
Your making war not hay
We were so good in my eyes
Eyes stained with rose and time
We were so good in my eyes
A residue to despise, so cliched its sublime
A residue to despise
You lean on me, I've got to go
I wanna live, I wanna live
Lean on me, lean on me...
We were so good in my eyes
Eyes stained with rose and time
We were so good in my eyes
A residue to despise, so cliched but its mine
A residue to despise
But its mine, but its mine, but its mine, but its mine...
But its mine! but its mine!
