1. |
Xmas
00:43
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2. |
Diego, Diego!
04:14
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I remember that dark, dark day, when she came to shore.
'La Perla'; I hid in our shed, praying that she wouldn't moor...
[and I know- I'm not coming home. Home, home, home!]
I remember coconut oil in my mother's hair.
Goats and chickens, grazing in the fields, beehives everywhere...
[and I know- I'm not coming home. Home, home, home!]
I remember feeling alive, tasting every day.
Now I live here, all alone, on my English council-estate.
[and I know- I'm not coming home. Home, home, home!]
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3. |
Polyps
02:46
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4. |
Trumpets
01:39
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5. |
Saying No To Married Men
02:06
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I thought you were a friend.
At last, a man to trust.
But like all those who went before,
you came a-knockin' at my bedroom door.
I thought you were a friend.
At last, a man to trust.
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6. |
Lonesome Lullaby
01:43
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7. |
Tosser
04:06
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It's such a cliché and a feminist rant
to say you're a "tosser" and a "typical man".
But if you are what you do,
then you've done yourself no favours
jumping into bed with our nextdoor neighbour.,
They say I'm a "genourous lover"; you say I'm a "selfish cow".
They say I'm a "genourous lover"; you say I'm a "selfish cow".
Walking a boutique market you say "we should get some rings".
I say "let it wait 'til the wind changes, see if you're still offering the same thing".
They say I'm a "genourous lover"; you say I'm a "selfish cow".
They say I'm a "genourous lover"; you say "I don't know how".
You slept with our nextdoor neighbour...
You slept with our nextdoor neighbour...
(stupid bitch)
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8. |
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We rut like wild beasts,
tantric feast.
I say it doesn't hurt 'cos I don't want you to stop.
There are magpies in graveyard,
body starts to rot,
fruit ain't sweet forever so I take what I got.
We rut like wild beast,
angry feats.
I say it doesn't hurt 'cos I don't want you to stop.
You leave your paw-prints on my body,
tear-stains on my skin,
I carry your bruises so I know where you've been.
We rut like wild beasts.
Tantric feast.
I say it doesn't hurt 'cos I don't want you to stop.
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Woodpecker Wooliams Brighton, UK
Musical project of Gemma Williams.
WW toured extensively around Europe, Russia and the Baltics
and performed at Yoko Ono's Meltdown festival before this guise was put to rest in 2013.
'A stunning find.’ SUNDAY TIMES
"Musically and emotionally, it’s belting." BBC.CO.UK
THE GUARDIAN 'New Band of The Day' 06/09/12
‘Enchanting solo masterpieces’ - THE INDEPENDENT
www.gemmawilliamsmusic.co.uk
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