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Monochrome Bisexual Triathlete

by Aphrodite Lion

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1.
Red Chief 04:42
So you know you gotta go, cloak ‘n’ dagger it all Or I might just plot your downfall Friend or foe, fast or slow, you gotta know If your land’s gonna be threatened by deed poll Gotta feelin’ you’re a Fenian Who likes to shoot bow and arrow to increase his sorrow But I know you gotta go, cloak ‘n’ dagger it all Or I might just plot your downfall I’ve got Good Medicine To glue your porcelain And for me there’s penicillin To dull the ache I’ve been feelin’ My Little Red Chief Do you want me for me? Or do you need a phantom as clear as the sea? He’s gotta gun and he dunno how to use it Oh Little Red Chief All you can see On all sides enemies Approaching your tipi He’s gotta gun and he dunno how to use it He’s gotta gun and he dunno to do with it Heaven knows how you blow on the fire It will kill right to the nooks and crannies of your desire Singin’ proud, hollowed out, make your point An echo hits the spirit when least expected Gotta feelin’ you’re a Fenian Who likes to shoot bow and arrow to increase his sorrow But I know you gotta go, show your teeth Or I might just enfold you up in my blanket Well I’ve got Good Medicine To glue your porcelain And for me there’s swaddlin’ To keep in the blood I’ve been spillin’ Little Red Chief Do you even see me? Or do you need an exit as big as the sea? He’s got a gun and he dunno how to use it So Little Red Chief Should I issue smoke rings? To get your attention A hopeless plea He’s gotta gun and he dunno how to use it He’s gotta gun and he dunno to do with it He’s gotta bone and he beats his chest with it He’s gotta gun and he dunno to do with it Oh how lonesome you look Oh how lonesome you seem Don’t you wanna come outside with me Even just for one second Little Red Chief you gotta listen now You gotta gun and you got to use it No matter what they say you could fight another day Look at the bone and you got to use it He gotta gun and he dunno to do with it Beats his chest with it You gotta gun and you dunno to do with it
2.
Oh captain hear our plea We need a wench here out at sea When we’ve had too much rum We shouldn’t be looking for bum Blacktailing it back to my cabin I’ve forgotten which day’s the Sabbath Scurvy’s made me a rabbit Turned me into a rabbit hole Oh cap’n we’ll align ourselves to Starboard when We get home, we get home, home We are bristling busted up lords of men The sea will drink, the sea will drink up up our secret First mate, first mate will you bend? And break your back for your special friend? A captain gets so frightened of mutiny And requires some love and handy candy, handy handy Fast forward to a photograph Still steering just with Sat Nav Silver suits and freeze-dried food But you still taste so good I’m moonwheelin’ back to my pod Space is probably not checked by God Zero gravity’s freein’ up my clothes Oh to serve my glorious country is an honour sir And to serve and spoon and spoon and serve those two moons of hers Got an IQ 160 plus Can build new stars But I much prefer those big black holes to swallow me whole Oh silverback gorillas can’t you see? Exploratory space travel is such a tease We’re bringing man to a brand new age Where cleavage will be freed from its wiry cage What an age! Blacktailing and moonwheelin’ fiends Smooth sailin’ if you laserbeam me
3.
Pirates advancing towards the shore Just like you now Oh man of the hour who thinks he’s Alexander’s descendant Scientifically you calculate me But the numbers never add up To the laws of men’s brains and their attempts to contain creatures Who live by virtue of tooth and nail Ever since the day The sails blew me away from the warm curve of my Mama’s arms How long til you’re finished borrowing My soul for the creation of your own You can be sure of a temporary cure to cover your crying But one thing you must know the time may be yours but the clock is mine I bit it off in front of his eyes That were darkened by the clouds of never seeing, never knowing a real beating heart I learned from him fast and all of the others I grew a tail and fangs and forgot the island and the arms of my mother How long til you’re finished borrowing My soul for the creation of your own Wearing ten masks beneath this one Is why I don’t fret you Accessorised with two furled roses Lain upon a wasted ingénue My hollowed burrowed staring eyes Will watch that hand finish its climb Yes I’ll waltz with you a thousand times but still you will find The time may be yours but the clock is mine Clock is ticking My time is fine Close to the bone But never my mind You ran out of time Yes you ran out of time
4.
I’m climbing the impostors’ trail I gotta blindside Guevara to watch him fail I’m implanted on the Southern Wave I’m gonna put the bed-wetter into his grave Time voted Stalin best Dyin’ Lloyd in deadlock chess This is the basis of What we call stasis Stop Go no more I gotta hustle on the backburner a little more Jove Mountain King Didn’t he sit on the throne of a thousand rings? Stasis you will kill my commission and only my groans will be brought to fruition Only my groans will be brought to bear Asking anatomical questions Crash dummy substitute for straight confession Gargantuan in its baldness The way you like to preach your limp godliness Time voted Stalin best Dyin’ Lloyd in deadlock chess This is the basis of What we call stasis Fornication frozen in glaciers Right foot, left foot cut by sabres
5.
Hoodwinker 03:12
It was many and many a year ago When I lived in the centre of a world That revolved so fast right through my palms And put paid to all my schemes And this world complied with a complicitous defiance Another cenotaph to a fallen regime I was no longer a child No longer complied Or answered when was called But some man saluted said “Yes you can, lay down your life for me” ”And let the burdens that you’ve hauled fly free like a bird of prey released from its torn jesses” For the truth is never grieved It’s just flatter to deceive In this supposed Land of the Free And resentment swells inside Those to whom you have lied O’er the perilous ramparts of the free I was billeted, branded and bivouacked In the centre of the mall With twilight’s last light gleaming Refracting through the dawn I reflected on the rhetoric The conspiracies and the spin The wrath, the pearls, of mice and men And the Disneyland within When this Nation’s saving grace Spits it back in your waxen face You know you will be free And they’ll swallow it with zeal Come our Nation’s wow or weal So that all men can be free Why can’t all men now be free
6.
Dough man buffer two tram lines Dough woman crush the hospital trolleys Our dinners, prides will keep ‘em alive And the fat pussycats they release from the mouse traps Tap tap from these tits all day They gestate in a state of foul or no play I’m gonna stick ‘em into your friend’s friend And then I’ll stick ‘em into my own skin
7.
Throw my self-help books into the bin Look eastwards towards the sin of Jinn Petroleum tic-tac crushed on the floor Oh lick it up, lick it up like a Byzantine whore Playin’ 20 questions I don’t mind But 21 will get you blind If you heart on the sleeve then you won’t be saved But if you give it to the chicken then expect high praise And I don’t know if it’s luck of the draw But I forfeit it all To the land of no rain and no malt And it might seem like Geronimo drank From Big Sam’s gall In the land of no rain and no malt And they tell me I should block it out (Block it out, Block it out, block it out til you reach the stagecoach house) But I was always one to sock it out (Sock it out, sock it out during a morning shower) Well maybe I should just fuck it out (Fuck it out, fuck it out all on your roman nose) ’Cause I just don’t know how to block it out (Block it out, block it out hello, hello) Heavy oestrogen pumped on a whim Player washing machine is set on spin Harem botched by chat-show inquisition Got caught in a flame of Flash Gordon fiction Low, low how the mourners low Bemoaning the hip-hop blow Go hard on my knees if the state permits But my bleeding heart head will never fit Now you don’t wanna be friends Now you’re looking back towards the end Fever is high, no fever is low I don’t know, I just don’t know why
8.
Tundra 03:50
You live in the tundra of my heart You’ve pulled asunder our navigational chart You are my ice You are my frostbite And the heart is cold And it shatter like broken glass And the heart is sold But for what price must we pay? So what good is love In the middle of this tundra I try and cast a spell But you won’t fall under You say it best With stone-like fortress face I tried my best But never could I trump your cool ace And the heart is cold And it shatter like broken glass And the heart is sold But for what price must we pay And the heart is folded Like petals waitin’ to die And the heart is ordered Through barren lands of ice The ground where we lay I only wish you would come over I only wish you would thaw out I only wish you would thumb under I only wish you would come aground I only wish you would…(indecipherable wail)
9.
I am a mermaid burned By onshore nightly soujourn I like to bring my foam Soaking wet will you take me home? I can do coy Tricky toy Half boy Be whatever you want me to be Never a lesson learned 1am introduction it’s my turn Corona haloes round your eyes A guarantee I’ll gain the prize WLTM not fussy I LUV U LOL Ever the eternal optimist And I don’t mind if I’m just the gist Let me do the work and the sums And I’ll take you to the Hotel Hokum Will always love you Please please me I’m not a girl Not ever a woman I’ll be your common house pet Make myself at home on your doormat Will serenade you in F sharp deaf Diminished by the fact that you’ll forget Disclaimer: I’ll leave before you’re terrified by the truth of Dawn’s Head Sunsets, champers, babies, anniversaries Yes we can make it work I want to be your baby, lover, your mother and your governess
10.
In dark narrow streets they tease Your soul through an amphetamine drip With latex nothings they find release On the stage of karaoke worship So I find myself in the lie of history The workings of a spider’s embroidery From the first to the last every word from their mouths Is like a maggot It’s eating on my entreaties Crusted skulls line the avenue A shadow path to a lost empire From the first to the last every word from your mouth Is like a maggot It’s eating it’s eating me I see you La Virgen shows her hips Selling her soul to those Patrons Legends of obscure Mountain-dwelling whores Who promise the world But they’ve never even left La Ciudad de - A plastic backwater Imitates L.A. Clone of a clone But I see you for what you are Development marred by Bordering on the ridiculous And now the Labyrinth is truly lost Crawling, crawling to the sacrifice Eat eat up the dirt of kings Glazed talons stab at the prize Living for the chance of a famous fling So I find myself in the lie of history The workings of a spider’s embroidery From the first to the last every word from their mouths Is like a maggot It’s eating on my entrails Crusted skulls line the avenues A shadow path to a lost empire From the first to the last every word from their mouths Is like a maggot It’s eating it’s eating me I feel them Snakin’ on my lips Adding to death toll And to their accounts Extort like conquerors of yore Coughin’ out much more Lyin’ But they’ve never even left La Ciudad de - of their minds They tie, tie up our teeth Then later feast on our eyes To get a hold of the Lion’s mane A touch of gold to clean the needlin’ shame And they’ll trample on anything That tries to bloom on their hearts and their heads
11.
He’s completely addicted to the victim Drowning in drug store bicarbonate (How does he get by?) Like the lights on Broadway (How does he get by?) Ghost on our tongues He duct taped up all his emotions And psyche 101 pilgrims give devotion (How does he get by?) Like a Viet Vet (How does he get by?) Old Man River And their minds are like travelling shows Ugly but always with a good punch line (How do they get by?) Like a cakewalk snare (How do they get by?) Palsy stare Come on boss can you tailor my coat? You know I don’t got no choice Come on boss can you give me your stole? I, them, we, me, he, she what you want to see And time will give me no expenses To pay off our Our Father penances (How do I get by?) When you’ve got no answers (How do you get by?) Ballet knots Mama throw her out with the bathwater She love my friends but I just doesn’t want them (How does we get by?) Like a steamrollin’ feather (How do she get by) Marsha Brady Fast forward the VCR Freeze-frame fame got me no game at all 1,2,3 let’s go – uno, dos, très, vamos!
12.
Get Lost 01:45
So we can get lost in each other You don’t have to run for cover Let’s make a scrapbook A collage of our history With hearts and bears that care Then it might just last forever I had a dream Closin’ in Soon you will see All of it And play track on my team Go team! Now I know we can feel each other Really feel each other Come on the song The one that goes on And on about a girl who was lean and lived on The Isle I really hope that’s not what that song is about So we can get fast in each other You don’t have to call yourself my lover Just stand for this picture with my whole family And no one will even care ’Cause it probably won’t last the week

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Debut Album of Aphrodite Lion, Wicklow based duo.

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released September 18, 2011

All songs Written, Performed, Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Aphrodite Lion

Aphrodite Lion are:
Anne Graham: Vocals, Guitars, Keyboards, Violin, Theremin, Percussion, Talent
Mike Tinsley: Guitars, Bass, Keyboards, Programming, Drums, Know-How

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Aphrodite Lion are Anne Graham & Mike Tinsley making dirty, witty, spunky, crude, sinister, curious layers of music available to the world since 2011.

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