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Retro Neon Contradiction

by Fridge Poetry

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They were saying, complaining infact Sitting round a sharpened table, teeth bared, holding hands Crossed out on a page, “unity and brotherhood” Right above the words “activism” Underlined and bold Their glassy eyes decide Judge from the sidelines Unwilling to participate yet so eager to debase Fear of death is fleeting, we are all but becoming numb A wave of art to wash away, the corporations sticky scum That clings to you like brand new clothes, Stylishly perforated to make them cool Falling slowly your grey toy soliders With painted face, your colours run, the question is Can we take it anymore? In the aftermath, the vicar and the businessman Sit around an ornate table DINING ON FOIE GRAS Laughing to themselves they say “Wasn't this easy? We didn't have to lift a finger” “This war was lost, at home”
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Let it Go 05:40
Sitting watching clouds drift by Always make me wonder why Life makes no sense most of the time Just gotta hang on try enjoy the ride I find it hard to focus most of the time But other times I can't get other tings off my mind Fixation problems within reside Causing mental suicide And I wait.... For the world to stop turning Though I know its not gonna happen anytime soon Out of nowhere a figure comes to me and says Let it go Stuck on repeat inside my head, this ones not gonna let me get to bed Smoke it out the restless dead, eliminating the impending dread Figure 8 catastrophe, endless look of what has been Sticking lightly to the ground, no hope just blocking out the sound And I wait... For the world to stop turning Though I know its not gonna happen anytime soon Out of nowhere a figure comes to me and says Back again, my mind can't breathe yeah I'm slowly going under, pulled on down by muddy water Try to stop, relax, focus on my dreams That I never can remember so I sit in brooding silence While I wait For the world to stop turning Though I know its not gonna happen anytime soon Out of nowhere a figure comes to me and says All hanging out head back to my place Had a few drinks sang and jumped around Blotter paper stationed got my head in a trip Satisfied, piece of mind, just want to let this slip Hanging with my good friends, having a jam Memories live forever, satisfaction comes so briefly So we figured it out what's more to say We gotta kick back, gotta live for today So won't you join me, raise your voices, sing to dreams broken and to life! When the world stops turning, I know I'm gonna be the first to go Unless I can find a way to grow and let it go.
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Dukes St. 02:54
Down to Dukes St. Windsor Where we used to get our fix Everything is quiet now because of lazy pigs The quality was never great But guaranteed for sure If all else fails, a call some details To Amos my friend the man with the plan now Got my coffee, got my green How about a game or three? Wine, whisky, brandy, beer, Just can't satisfy me tonight Chasing blue light highways Such a mission to get a fix Take the by ways to find the right ways I don't know why they're trying to stop me They all do it the popo too, They told me once I know it's true How we gonna work this out Gotta fill out an R200 form tonight You know you do You do it to.
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Lurking round every corner Reaching out to anywhere No one can ever be alone and no one can hide The best and worst of all of us It knows everything and more Biding. Waiting to consume you whole Oh no don't look behind you know it's there Just keep on walking don't despair Don't let it see your weakness or you're bound to fall If knowledge is power then I'm grossly outmatched Judgement day is here, the time has come, I'm praying and I don't know why. It's coming, beware It's come to devour your analogue soul And sometimes I don't know what I'm saying anymore The reasons drowned out by the whispers and cries for help Your heart's displayed on your sleeve, is that so everyone can see? What use is reputation when you're in a shallow grave It's coming Beware It's come to devour your analogue soul
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The Postman 05:34
Oh he's the postman, the midnight postman Not always on time but when he arrives You got to be sure This package, is unbelievably pure Cos he's the postman The midnight postman No one at home gotta get to the show Can't get high cos I'm running so low When you know you wanna settle your score Just give me a call I'll sort you out for sure Cos he's the postman We don't have to worry, everything will be alright This river never runs dry, fire stays lit tonight.
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Credit 04:31
Waiting for knock off time The bottle store closes at 8 I gotta be quick, there might be traffic How else am I gonna get to sleep Trying to place these words with someone elses story Just not mine Keeping tabs on little scraps of paper That I end up never throwing away Waiting for knock off time The bottle store closes at 8 I gotta be quick, there might be traffic How else am I gonna get to sleep Give me some credit Im doing my best I know its quite simple but I just don't cut it Keeping them burning It's not quite that late Fishing for dreams In the warm night haze Ok so not quite so removed But I hope not misconstrued Something to help it go down smooth A little bit of everything, just for you. Waiting for knock off time The bottle store closes at 8 I gotta be quick, there might be traffic How else am I gonna get to sleep Give me some credit Im doing my best I know its quite simple but I just don't cut it Keeping them burning It's not quite that late Fishing for dreams In the warm night haze
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The Tits 03:53
Welcome all to the revealing Meet the bringer of power With his unfinished stack of books He has come to claim your soul Victory belongs to the deceiver/decider And may be hollow if devoid of any choice So defy what you deny and defy the rest Protest your detest or live in your silence
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The Clinch 03:54
Don't listen to what they tell you They're riddling your mind With the problems they have no answers for Share and share alike Skin up one more blizzy To help me clear my mind This world is too confusing Don't let it bleed you dry Pop and drop to the rhythm we'll forget till the morning comes Sing along to the words you don't know and wait for the sun. It seems so crazy in a world sophisticated That we gotta try so hard to hide how we're medicated Now there some blacks, some whites, some greys and somewhere inbetween But green is the only one for me. Skin up one more blizzy To help me clear my mind This world is too confusing Don't let it bleed you dry Pop and drop to the rhythm we'll forget till the morning comes Sing along to the words you don't know and wait for the sun.
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Every ten year we need a revolution Something to keep us juiced up It's so hard to keep up up living In this retro neon contradiction We all sold our souls Or traded them for equal or greater value Waiting for a cause to be attached to Passing the time by getting tatoos Fitting into a generation I hope I get it right this time We all have our own ideas but we don't like to share Reality is, it's getting us no where Strength in numbers is more than a myth The chance of creation attached to the risk Fitting into a generation I hope I get it right this time Tough as it seems we all have to try Try not to be, that guy But now that I see it, chances are good We're quenching our thirst for fame and blood.
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released May 25, 2013

Tim Harbour – Guitar and Vocals
Mark van Dijk - Drums
Ivan Oberholster – Bass
Carrie-Anne Richardson – Trumpet
Sidney Rubidge – Saxophone

Recorded and Mixed by: LeRoy Croft
Assisted by: Ivan Oberholster
Mastered by Richard West
Manager: Nick Hunt-Davis
Album Art: Anneke Jacobs
Produced by: Tim Harbour and Ivan Oberholster

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