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The Sphinx Of Blackwater
05:15
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Against The Pricks
03:58
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if we could journey back to the start
I would show you much more than the art of Johnny Cale
you are the only one who understands the cage
the fire extinguisher of all of my doubts
cos I don't belong here, been in a buried sphere
crashed to the ground, it's so hard to kick out
against the pricks, against the pricks
light shines around, the landscape has changed
your weaknesses audited, you've been rearranged
love things and mean things, I know what they mean things
crash to the ground, it's so hard to kick out against the pricks
against the pricks, against the pricks, against the pricks
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Dedicated Hobbyist
01:59
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keep it simple, keep it under wraps
and whatever you do, don't expect too much
keep it under, keep it under wraps
embrace obscurity you must
cos I was juggling a world without and one within
we were a long way from the top but a whole lot closer
to where we want to be
I was juggling a world without, where we could be free
you struggle for the attention of a limited demographic
on various platforms
you struggle with these concepts intellectually
whether you should call yourself an artist
or just a dedicated hobbyist
cos I was juggling a world without and one within
we were a long way from the top but a whole lot closer
to where we want to be
I was juggling a world without, where we could be free
where we could be free, without a free lobotomy
where we could be free
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4. |
Brett Whiteley
03:05
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Brett was gazing out upon the pouring rain
sitting in his turret down in Lavender Bay, well
thinks about the death of the American Dream
all those burnt out junkies in the Chelsea scene, well
who can hear the Alchemy sound?
ooh, can it be found?
Dire Straits were looking for a cover that day
Brett, he's drinking coffee, Tropicana Cafe, well
it could be a Redhead in the afterglow
the gallery, the vultures at the opening show, oh no!
who can hear the Alchemy sound?
ooh, can it be found?
Brett, he's sending postcards from the afterlife
written to the Ghost Of An Ideal Wife
it could be the lonely sound, a falling tree
but I can tell you nothing is the way that it seems
I can tell you nothing is the way that it seems
nothing nothing nothing nothing
who can hear the Alchemy sound?
ooh, can it be found?
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5. |
Living Time
05:01
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I really liked the shirt you wore
you played the Chemical Blues
I saw you at the Annandale
you were wearing pointed shoes
and it's only, only living time
and it's only, only living time
when I gave up psychedelics
I had a lot more time to use
Sure miss you in those memories
was a lot that we went through
and it's only, only living time
and it's only, only living time
I saw you in a photograph
in a handpainted movie
you were standing there
you looked so Velvet Underground
we said our goodbyes at the bridge
and I caught a taxi home
we were only living time
now you've disappeared from view
I saw you in a photograph
in a handpainted movie
you were standing there
you left that velvet on the ground
we said our goodbyes at the bridge
and I caught a taxi home
we were only living time
now you've disappeared from view
(not a lot that I could do)
really liked the dress you wore
and the way you cut your hair
you may say I've seen the light
but I'm hiding from the glare
and it's only, only living time
only, only living time
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6. |
Really Here
02:29
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we gathered fragments of dreams
and I was miming the scenes for you, scenes for you
didn't know what to do, didn't know we were so uncool
before the habit is formed and the storm forewarned
I told you, yes I told you
that you might be on the run but just don't be the smoking gun
smoking gun, check your facts
the challenger swings faster every year
whatever you hold close could disappear
but you'll always have the tracks I left
keep on telling you over and over
keep on telling you that I was really here
we go along to the show and the lights they're all down low, really low
and on the way back home, you check your messages
nice and slow, as we go
before we get to the end, we'll look back at the time we had
time we had
I try to make it slow down
but it's like pushing a stream uphill, stream uphill, send a fax
he calendar spins faster every year
whatever you thought lost will re-appear
but you'll always have the tracks I left
keep on telling you over and over
keep on telling you over and over, keep on telling you over and over,
keep on telling you, keep on telling you, keep on telling you
I was really here
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7. |
Breadcrumbs
02:44
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lights are out for Big Other
it's just a drug designed for you
you've got 'friends' you've got 'followers'
that's all expected of you
you tap gently, smile brightly, endorphins firing,
you've been rewarded
but tell me, how long can this all go on?
'cos we'll never know how much was lost and what was shaken
until we see the future that we leave behind
and we'll never know how much was lost
we've been mistaken
until we see the future that we left behind
your private thoughts that once were treasured
is now the stuff Big Other needs to survice
your every 'like' your every swipe
you every linger has now been rendered
but tell me how long can this all go on?
we'll never know how much was lost or what was taken
until we see the future that we've left behind
we'll never know how much was lost or what was shaken
until we see the future that we've left behind
you'll be amazed when the dream you had last night
turns up on, right there on your newsfeed
you'll be amazed when the scream you screamed last night
turn up on, right there on your newsfeed baby!
(you'll be amazed)
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Sacred Cow
03:25
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we've been running, running to the end of the road
time is coming to shuffle out from under the load
tell the future, you're future looking just like the past
and now we wonder, the planet, is it going to last?
it's nothing new, something we were gonna do
maybe now, it's time to kill the sacred cow
rain won't fall down, if you've got your head underground
what goes 'round comes round, we're burning up the birds in the clouds
we have gone out, way beyond the comfort zone
and now we find out, it's not about the things that we own
t's nothing new, something we were gonna do
maybe now, it's time to kill the sacred cow
t's nothing new, something we were gonna do
maybe now, it's time to kill the sacred cow
time to kill the sacred
but all the trees and birds are sacred
everything that has breath is sacred
can anybody tell me how?
time to kill the sacred
tell me how, how to kill the sacred cow?
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9. |
The Pink And Purple Tide
04:29
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10. |
Endless Sea
05:09
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in the gasping dizzy doldrums I was backwards working on the drums
it was all I had left in me, I'm a monkey typing without thumbs
driving to The Undies, all these Melbourne independent dreams
like a magnet moves the filings, I was praying behind the scenes
and you and me, we see the sea
and you and me, walk upon, upon the endless sea
all these uploads yes they're endless
how will the punters ever find us in the this?
we could use some kind of promo
to cut through this deep and digital abyss
I was screaming to New Order
I was standing in the drain talking to sweet Lorraine
knew we had to find new meanings cos we're looping around
to come up behind you again
and you and me, we see the sea
and you and me, walk upon, upon the endless sea
the endless sea, the endless sea
we walk upon the endless sea
and we see all those things entwined
and I remember the washing on the line
and we see all those things entwine
and I remember the water and the wine
upon the endless sea the endless sea
the endless sea
we walk upon the endless sea
no darks clouds are following me
upon the endless sea
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SaMe THeRaPy Sydney, Australia
The SaMe THeRaPy are a four piece DIY band re-badged from BoRiS DRiVeR, who emerged from Buried Spheres, who formed in 2009
in Sydney, Oz.
In a world of 'tribute bands', ST attempt to follow The Tributary: combining the band influences that informed their own artistic sensibilities, to produce an original, guitar based sound. All posts from
2011- 12 (BS)
2012-Dec.2018 (BD) 2019 - (SaMe THeRaPy)
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