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Basecamp
05:47
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When the villagers discover your secrets
When the mob screams "turn off his light"
Hand me downs bound, mouth full of dirt
You've got to summon up a daemon or fight
At Basecamp I've been basing
At Basecamp I've been basing
Love always gives you the answers
Then it pulls you apart at the seams
At Basecamp I've been basing
At Basecamp I've been basing
A Time Lord gives you a movie
Then they take you down, they take you down, they take you down into the ground.
*instrumental*
Don't reject anyone for any diseases
You should be kinder to that thief in the night
Every scene that flashed through your brain
Is older than the mountains and time
Don't let them take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, ooooooooooo.
At Basecamp.
BASECAMP
When the villagers discover your secrets
When the priest comes to turn out your light
Exit or ecstasy, put roots in the ground,
Don't let them take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, they'll take you down, ooooooooooo
(Or Just drift away on a beautiful breeze)
What do you say
When your angels won't fly?
Maybe they're just the same
Can a fear be alive?
Our hearts only beating
For a love that has diedddddddddddddddd
At Basecamp.
Everyone I loved
Every dream I crushed
It probably didn't happen anyway.
BASECAMP
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2. |
Just a Boy
04:38
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From story time to horror climbs, you keep pushing me aside
You need to see what I can’t show you and only judge what I don’t owe you
now, seven wrongs can’t make a right, but understand I have to fight
You’re not just a fool that we can see through, you’re a fool that I don’t need so...
If there isn’t any writing on my wall
then there isn’t any writing on my wall
I am just a boy, & I have games to play
And you’ll only know, if you let me grow
But I’m not just a boy, so don’t stand in my way
And I’ll show you all, if you let me fall
I’m not all alone when I’m fast asleep until my dreams switch like a TV
Your lying eyes don't make me happy, I'm not picking up what you can't carry
And most of what you teach is madness. Who wants to live in fear and sadness?
I'm not scraping for your kings and queens or dying for your young machines so...
If there isn’t any writing on my wall
Then there isn’t any writing on my wall
I am just a boy, & I have games to play
And you’ll only know, if you let me grow
But I’m not just a boy, so don’t stand in my way
And I’ll show you all, if you let me fall
'Kazoo'
Inside your business suit and tie is still a child barely alive
You don’t have to let them go
& I am just a boy, & I have games to play
And you’ll only know, if you let me grow
But I’m not just a boy, so don’t stand in my way
And I’ll show you all, if you let me fall
I am just a boy, and I have games to play
And I’ll only know, if you let me grow
I am just a boy, so let me find my way
And I’ll show you all, please don’t let me fall
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Lavalamp
06:27
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You're gonna be my inspiration
To sea-slide into dark
Ride into the aqua radiation
Wave to the lemon shark
Try to ignite our blood from dancing
Let the beasts of dogma bark
Escaping from the equity converters
Just to free our aching hearts
Because I don't wish to rule this earth until her magic walls have burst
You're gonna be my inspiration
To sea-slide into dark
The lava flows like a crustacean
We can drown to cool our hearts
The love's a narcotic sensation
Like a tranquilliser dart
We could create an island nation
Where the sunshine never starts
Our currency could be seashells or the skulls of right wing drug cartels
You're gonna be my inspiration
*guitar solo*
You're gonna be my inspiration
Lets sea-slide into dark
Your lava flows like the crustaceans
Lets sea-slide into dark
You're gonna be my inspiration
Lets sea-slide into dark
Your lava flows like the crustaceans
Lets sea-slide into dark
My lavalamp, my lavalamp, my lavalamp, my lavalamp.
False memories so I don't have to be me
False memories, feel surreal.
Be a fighter or a guitarman.
Be a DUDE or a one night stand.
False memories like the breeze on your cheek
False memories feel so real
I feel the pain of an invented heartache
I feel resentment for that hand I can't shake
And I turn it on like wax in a jar
Heat it up and we'll travel far away
False memories seeming so real
False memories of a heart I could steal
I fly through the air
I land on my feet
False memories feel so real
I scale your defences, feeling so high
I decimate the soldiers of all the wrong tribes
I push back the pain
I pull at the colours
I ride through the night, I'm fearing no other
False memories seem so real
If you're travelling in time, you're travelling through fear
A decade in flame
No tears in your eyes
A road hardly travelled
The death of a lie
False memories seeming so real
You don't feel the solider
When you die selfishly
My lavalamp...
*Guitar solo*
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4. |
Mynah Babies
05:05
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I was delicate and shy, blonde and five feet five
And I was full of joy…
Standing on the edge of an after life
And I was innocent…
Waiting for her to come back to life.
Then your dog headed karma takes the rocky road
When time sells silver inner space buys gold
Unlimited pain, but such beautiful features
So quick to my limit, but I couldn’t reach hers
I took a ride through all the richest stations
Out of my depth with any communications
It's just a game, let's love every second, trapped in our box
Our souls astounded by joy – and that’s all
And when the fear in my brain overpowers my heart, I stand tall.
*Must have been a Mynah baby
Petrified in isolation
Must have been a Mynah baby
Petrified in isolation
Growing wings and jailing tales
Corrosive to his gilded cage
Such a delicate, shy child
Echoing her afterlife
As innocent as broken wings
And ugly as the choir that sings
Must have been a Mynah baby*
I was ten years old when I fell out of her light
And I was just a boy…
Shattered on the ground, but I felt alive
What an idiot…
I broke a bone and apologised
Then your dog headed karma takes the rocky road
When time sells silver inner space buys gold
The inner Cantina sold a sweet cafe
Designer lies melting like a sorbet
Trachea smokers taking Rorshach tests
Invisible DJ's taking no ones requests
She said "The beat gets stronger as your colour gets weaker"
She dragged me outside, safe, away from the speakers
I took a ride through all the richest stations
Out of my depth with any communication
Adjust the game and love every second, trapped in her box
Our souls astounded by joy and that’s all
And when the fear in my brain overpowers my heart, I stand tall
Just stand tall
Just stand tall
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Your words burnt in my atmosphere, I’m growing old and getting out of here but I’m still someone
I can’t waste my time on myths and lies, I'm bullshit proof, so take some advice, you’re not the chosen one
Maybe scientists can’t take your pain, if you’re waiting for the golden flame of the Holy one
You don't even want to see the light, electiciy or candlelight
Cause you’re lying, trying, crying , dying
(When you started feeling lonely) Time to slay the minor mistake
(Every mystery turned holy ) Strip away minor decay
(A paper dragon chief devotee) Overplay the key of K
It’s my mistake, love can’t wait, no destination through that gate
A life rejecting logics fumes, don’t let their mistakes be exhumed, it's only just begun
And if you can’t afford to be that weak, just burn that money in the street, don’t think it can’t be done
No nothing matters if I’m wrong, & no punishment awaits me if I’m a phoney one
& if after your saintly demise when you’re just another wasted life
There’s no crying, lying, trying or dying
(When you started feeling lonely) Time to slay the minor mistake
(Every mystery turned holy ) Slide away minor decay
(A paper dragon chief devotee) Overplay the key of K
Make no mistake, it’s love and hate, our power, beauty incarnate
I….we’re the lonely ones
I….I’m a lonely one
I….we’re the lonely ones ohhh
I…. I…. I…. I….
yeah I’m crying, trying, dying, lying
(When you started feeling lonely) Time to slay the minor mistake
(Every mystery turned holy ) Strip away minor decay
(A paper dragon chief devotee) Overplay the key of K
It’s my mistake, love can’t wait, no destination through that gate
(When you started feeling lonely)
(Every mystery turned holy )
(A paper dragon chief devotee)
Make no mistake, it’s love and hate, our power, beauty incarnate
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European Song
05:56
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Sweet Marita was right, though an electronic device kept trying to tell her she was wrong
But she’s running out of atmosphere while prehistoric churches sing insanity's song
The rich can’t capture her heart, so they try to anchor her down with fear and loathing
And her TV’s not right. Because her heavens on the inside.
I’m not enough, if my hearts in the basement and I’m not enough if my soul needs replacing and you’re not enough if you need all those faces and she’s not enough for her angelic haters
Singing “You’re one of us” if your sanity’s taken, But she knows she’s enough and she knows they’re mistaken
If we've had enough , crash your waves on their station…because you’re more than enough if your heart can be taken
I’m getting ready for this Soul Line, I’m getting ready for your moonlight
Sweet Marita had a hard time with ice cream women on the red wine,
Coly Dagger plays a cloud nine, Gets all his information online
No major projects in their pipeline, show the screaming right a red light. Get ready for your Soul line.
She’s been dreaming for days, she high on reverb and delays, she keeps her apartment cold
Well there’s a map on the wall with coloured pins and hieroglyphics drawn in a childish scrawl
The highstreet smells like the sea, a five coffee shake hand clutches on her car keys
She leaves at midnight, those small lies taste better in the starlight
I’m not enough, if my hearts in the basement and I’m not enough if my soul needs replacing and
You’re not enough if you need all those faces and she’s not enough for her angelic haters
Singing “You’re one of us” if your sanity’s taken, But she knows she’s enough and she knows they’re mistaken
If we've had enough , crash your waves on their station…because you’re more than enough if your heart can be taken
I’m getting ready for this Soul Line, I’m getting ready for your moonlight
Tweet peter has a hard time with ice cream women on the red wine,
Coly Dagger plays a cloud nine, Gets all his information online
No major projects in their pipeline, show the screaming right a red light
I’m getting ready for the mainline , No plugging straight into the Divine
Astral messages at midnight, cellos rising through the headlights
Dead music plays at head height , corporations marching left,right
All the people on the train line, laying on the tracks one last time
Get ready for your Soul line.
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7. |
Stage Fright
04:00
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In the middle of town there’s a basement bar where you can watch me fall apart.
I trade in my scene, never bow to the queen, then star in the worst Bruce Lee Movie.
I give it all if my day demands pain, but I can’t shake the joy you bring
but just don’t ask me to recreate your favourite scene...
‘Cause then.. you might see me
Yeah, you might see me.
We’re going dancing yeah we’re going great, but I can’t fake my ideal weight
Folks, here’s a song by a singer who just wants to say please…."Freak out" (Harvey)
(I just can’t take it away)
On the edge of your town there’s a beer shack where you can see hear my breaking heart
Just trade in your taste, mind your head as you enter
and take your seat to play a part.
I give it all if my day demands pain, but I can’t shake the joy you bring
but just don’t ask me to recreate your favourite scene...
‘Cause then.. you might see me
Yeah, you might see me.
We’re going dancing yeah we’re going great, but I can’t fake my ideal weight
Folks, here’s a song by a singer who just wants to say please…."Freak out" (Harvey)
(I just can’t take it away)
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Yes, I want to give you so much Joy, yes, I want to give you so much joy
But I cannot listen to these stories anymore
So the body life gave you, the scientists claimed was wrong
Well I want to be your source
But anymore and we’ll disappear escape through these scars and we’ll soar
Yes, I want to give you so much Joy, yes, I want to give you so much joy
But I cannot listen to these stories anymore
Burning, burning face to face
Don’t trade any fire for the human race
Yes, I want to give you so much Joy, yes, I want to give you so much joy
But I cannot listen to these stories anymore
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Steve Stroud Liverpool, UK
Steve Stroud is a Singer/Songwriter/Guitarist from Liverpool, England.
He has released
four solo albums, 'What If We Had No Moon? (2009), 'Hot Pink Flamingos' (2014) 'Lavalamp' (2016) and 'Sketches from the Bunker' (2021).
He runs an audio production studio 'Big Cloud Productions' in Liverpool.
Steve lives in Liverpool with Sarah, his audio equipment and his beautiful son Harvey.
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