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Iori yr anfarwol
04:37
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Lawr ger y mor
Ma na bentref bach del
bobol lloer wyneb
yn fyw mewn hedd
Tan un diwrnod
daeth llofrudd i ymweld
a fesul tipyn malodd
y lleuad yn friwsion
Lawr ger y mor
ma na fryn llawn hadau
yn aros i cael ei magu
gan Iori yr anfarwol
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2. |
Uncle Bomber
04:59
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When Bomber was a little boy
his old man kept him from the hoi palloi
to turn him into the real McCoy
Pigs pigs pigs and pigs
One day his old man said "now son,
come with me and hold this gun
whatever you do don't tell your Mum"
Pigs pigs pigs and pigs
Uncle Bomber
Bomber became very withdrawn
stuttered from dawn till dawn
questioned why he had to be born
Pigs, pigs, pigs and pigs
And from that day if his old man called
He'd hide inside the bearing wall
wrap himself in a plastic shawl
Pigs, pigs, pigs and pigs
Bomber the Radnor boy
dying to stay alive
evading the dogs at night
the closer they approach
the quieter they bark
the quieter they bark
Matilda's at the door
He quietly withdraws
to choreograph his move
the dance of avoidance
the dance of the dance of
the dance of avoidance
Uncle Bomber
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3. |
Emporium dream
02:34
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Llywelyn Lloyd
riding hands free
and belting out 'The Launch'
Knocks a Skoda
and does a summersault
into Mrs Bennett's wall
Tomorrow
We'll make history
tomorrow
We're forever free
cause you and I
we're going to float down stream
and live out our emporium dream
Llywelyn Lloyd
sitting on a stool
pinching his mangled hooter
See's me staring
and draws his finger slowly
in a cut-throat gesture
Tomorrow
all will be revealed
tomorrow
my ego ideal
cause you and I
we're going to float down stream
and live out our emporium dream
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A gold mannequin in Wimpy Jimmy's sink
my frontal cortex is starting to shrink
the window in the kitchen is rattling hard
a gold mannequin in Wimpy Jimmy's sink
there's a gold mannequin in Wimpy Jimmy's sink
A bagger excavator in Wimpy Jimmy's yard
"Your stubborness won't get us very far....
but mine will" he whispers slyly to me
a bagger excavator in Wimpy Jimmy's yard
there's a bagger excavator in Wimpy Jimmy's backyard
The hypnotist
Bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye
The hypnotist
Serving out Wimpy Jimmy's baba ganoush
My brain's a trumpet and he plays it detuned
Shuffling room to room in the figure of eight
I'm serving out Wimpy Jimmy's baba ganoush
serving out Wimpy Jimmy's baba ganoush
Sinking through the hypnotist's Persian rug
The more i try to pull away the harder it tugs
Jimmy's only got trepanning on his mind
Sinking through the hypnotist's Persian rug
I'm sinking through the hypnotist's Persian rug
Bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye
The hypnotist
Bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye
The hypnotist
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5. |
Alaw Iori
01:06
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6. |
Schadenfreude
03:06
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Schadenfreude
a toast to the errors of the connoisseur
cackling at the big mouth with his toungue under a hex
Schadenfreude
feasting on the ruins of the proud amateur
smiling and waving at the thug chasing the bus
Morsel of the moon
falling down with a thunderous sound
Landing in the garden
crushing the mandevilla
Nid ddaw deigryn o'r oriel
Schadenfreude
filming the sacking of a klutzy masseur
applauding the singer paraded in a flute of shame
Morsel of the moon
falling down with a thunderous sound
Landing in the garden
crushing the mandevilla
Nid ddaw deigryn o'r oriel
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7. |
Summer of gout
03:03
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The man with a cigar scented vape
hobbling around this village at night
exhaling butterflies
waking up John y Saer
oh my days
D.O.'s summer of gout
Inflammatory
Blasphemy he shouts
D.O.'s summer of gout
D.O.'s summer of gout
It's a hot little summer of gout
The man with a moon for a torso
trying to escape from his podagra
breaks into a skoda
walking aid on the throttle
oh my days
D.O.'s summer of gout
Inflammatory
Blasphemy he shouts
D.O.'s summer of gout
D.O.'s summer of gout
It's a hot little summer of gout
He's just a man
strong as an ox man
knock your block off man
acid in the joint man
acid in the joint man
acid in the joint man
crystalised acid in the joint man
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Inside inside inside
The house of year-long honesty
Laid-back Monty Don lookalike
whistling in the porch
Telling me that he has seen
Soots the cat entering Swn-y mor
Oh no!
Is Dad the moon-shaped murderer?
Inside inside inside
The house of year-long honesty
Mother says he's telling lies
probing with her Rick Stein eyes
"Why did you bring in bwci bo into this bloody house?"
Oh no!
Is Dad the moon-shaped murderer?
Was that him outside digging earlier?
There's word going around
someone's tampered with the ground
on the track at the back
of Lunaria
Inside inside inside
The house of year-long honesty
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Chamomile
03:45
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The pith on his lap
ignored by the dog
He quietly encloses in his tissue
The old man
alone on the farm
watching the lace weaver
in the north facing window
Nancy died a long time ago
A blunt secateur
gripped tightly in his hand
He tries to open
a tin of harricot beans
The old man humming 'Blue bayou'
with panting breath
he awaits the looming growls of Cwn Annwn
Nancy died a long time ago
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10. |
The quest for Suo gan
03:10
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Alex, we marched through town
like some phalanx
armed with casio keys
Through the smoke
from the lime scented vapes
a panto mist landscape
Alex, you conquered Islamey
at the Palace
no one could believe
But I witnessed your most difficult mind
temporarily free
I've still got the letters you sent
their stored on an electronic cloud somewhere
There's one where you talk about a day you spent
on a quest for an old Welsh hymn somewhere
Alex, to this day I regret
that I didn't say these words at your wake
Your soul was the ghost
of Russian composer
Mily Balakirev
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11. |
Mallt-y-nos
04:34
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12. |
Iori's people (Sea song)
05:30
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She arrived at the harbour
Last night in disguise
Her sunhat was a tower
Of alstroemeria
She travelled to the village
Along the coastal path
Pulling a giant structure
Veiled in violet lunaria
It’s the long-awaited mosaic
Of shattered fine china
Shiny sequins, sunken eyes
A portrait of Matilda
One by one by one by one Iori’s people
She guided Hayden Willis
Down to the wooden ship
A new moon appeared
She sailed them towards it
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Son Capson Wales, UK
.....Music project by Liam Percy George.....a fatty livered mango lover.....Prosiect cerddoriaeth gan Liam Percy George
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