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Chairs Missing
Album - 1978 - Debaser id 48113

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01
Practice Makes Perfect (04:11)
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Practice makes perfect, yes I can prove it
Business or pleasure, the more that you do it
Please dress in your best things, this course was unplanned
'Cause you see up in my bedroom I've got Sarah Bernhardt's hand
Practice makes perfect, I've done this before
Never for money, always for love
Please dress in your best things, and don't make a fuss
'Cause you see up in my bedroom Sarah's waiting for us
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02
French Film Blurred (02:34)
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I didn't understand your plea to live
Or the guy's wish to take or give
However, as backing away, he fell and lay dead amongst the fireworks display
It's not quite the way to say your goodbyes
It's not quite the way to behave
Secured you a concrete grave beneath a motoway
Gold scissors cut the ribbon
And set them loose
On the opening day the vibrations will shake your bones but that's just the disadvantage of
not speaking a second language
(The problems and bad reception resulting in blurred perception)
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03
Another the Letter (01:07)
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Passed to hand, behind the curtain
The letter brings change, now things are uncertain
Hand to hand, the letter moves on
Like a series of shocks, but the contents are known
Oh faint heart, when the letter arrives
You suddenly find things getting lifesize
Once the air rang with things unsaid
Now cruel outlines are easily read
Behind the curtain in the yellow bulb light
The letter reads I took my own life
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04
Men 2nd (01:44)
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Sailing under a false flag
We're crossing the IDL
Becalmed where no creature lives
Lost, forsaken, cursed
Holed below the water line
A shift in the plimsoll line
Pumps in the engine room
Women and children first
Hysterical, no humour
Sabotage, a rumour
Captain-less and captionless
Injury, hunger, thirst
Reptile, prehensile, servial, editorial, gentile, fatal
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05
Marooned (02:21)
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An unwilling sailor adrift from Artic waters
As the water gets warmer, my iceburg gets smaller
As he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear
As the flames get nearer, its thought gets clearer
A blue-white polar bear arrives at the end
Diverting his attention, his feelings froze over
I'm only a runaway AWOL at the logical start
Not present in the present, overboard with limited future
And I'm standing alone still getting a thrill
While the ship is afloat, he's losing his boat
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06
Sand in My Joints (01:50)
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I've got sand in my joints
I'm counting the grains
And they're so sharp
I'm feeling the pain
I'm like King Canute's daughter
A lamb to the slaughter
My feet in the water
It's not what they think
It's not what it seems
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07
Being Sucked In Again (03:14)
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A dorsal fin breaks the water
Salted meat a sudden relapse
Inference drawn from every word

Being sucked in again

Feeling numbed from anaesthetised flesh
Avoid disgrace, ideas still fresh
The gaping mouth, a fish-wive's dream

Bound and gagged your labour's saved
The cost minute, the rules are waved
No hand, no step, your labour's in vain
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08
Heartbeat (03:18)
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I feel icy
I feel cold
I feel old
Is there something there behind me?
I'm sublime

I feel empty
I feel dark
I remark
I am mesmerized
By my own beat
Like a heartbeat
(In it's own beat)
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09
Mercy (05:46)
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Crooks lay in a weighted state waiting for the dead assassin while the rust pure powder puffs, a
shimmering opaque red.

Papers spread no one driving we hurled direct ahead, the windows dark green tinted the hearse a taxi instead.
Snow storms forecast imminently in areas Dogger, Viking, Moray, Forth, and Orkney.
Keeping cover in denuded scrub, the school destroyed raised the club, panic spreading with threat of fire.
Crowding beneath a layer of foam, refugees intertwined, alone.
Within the institution walls in pastel blue, clinical white slashed red lipsticked walls, mercy nurse tonight.
Seem like dark grey stockinged in the raking torchlight with 4 AM stubble, a midnight transvestite.
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10
Outdoor Miner (01:44)
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No blind spots in the leopard's eyes
Can only help to jeopardize
The lives of lambs, the shepherd cries
An afterlife for a silverfish
Eternal dust less ticklish
Than the clean room, a houseguest's wish
He lies on his side, is he trying to hide?
In fact it's the earth, which he's known since birth
Face worker, a serpentine miner
A roof falls, an underliner
Of leaf structure, the egg timer
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11
I Am the Fly (03:09)
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Crawling
Over your window you think I'm confused
I'm waiting for the divergent wasp
To complete my current ruse
You use a plate-glass screen
To protect my chosen target
But there's an air-pellet hole
I can crawl through to you
I am the fly in the ointment
I can spread more disease than the fleas
Which nibble away at your window display
Yes I am the fly in the ointment
I shake you down to say please as you
Accept the next dose of disease
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12
I Feel Mysterious Today (01:57)
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Always cause for concern
When you're feeling quite bright
And your filament burns
I feel mysterious today
Everything is humming loudly
I feel mysterious today
Everything is coming this way
Is it ever appealing
To stand on a ceiling?
Observe the tension grow
Going walking abroad
Minus hat before dawn
Bats in profusion there
Did you ever conceive
That you too can leave
Exactly when you like?
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13
From the Nursery (02:59)
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So truly jolly, an Xmas dolly
I talk on request, I'm never depressed
I'll wink a good time till someone pokes me
One big blue eye out
So simply heady, a birthday teddy
Punches make me bleat, this bare soul is sweet
Keeping you warm at night till someone rubs me
Hey, a fun-filled toy
Free on a tightrope lives the animal soap
Safe, used, been tested, body molester
Amphibious charm, scum in several baths
Has blurred my features
Would you like to say
What that silence was meant to intend?
Would you like to see
What violence these eyes can send
To your heart
From the nursery
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14
Used To (02:23)
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Does the pain remain when the head is turned
And the body walks away you used to know?
Does nausea ensue when you chance upon a memory
Of someone you used to know?
Does warmth increase when the pulse is strong
But the response is weak you used to know?

I just lay down guidelines in front of me
It's similar to the things you do to me
I'll give you an example typically
It's less complicated than it simply should be
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15
Too Late (04:12)
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Oh you should miss her, she says she's my sister
She's never hard to find
She's tender-trusting, she's everlasting
Can I change my mind?

Is it too late to change my mind?

Mirror, mirror, icy sister
Love is never blind
She's slowly turning, mouth gently burning
Can I change my mind?

She pisses icy water on poetic mornings
Got to be cruel to be kind
Is this real life, is it for life?
Can I change my mind?
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