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Pendulum 1
07:15
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Hello, I see you’re back, with your underlying truth
Can’t understand how you keep all those plates spinning
From bar to car to sack, with your filthy broken youth
The clocks are running down, the lights are dimming
Again, I see you’re back with your empty, open arms
Your smiling face, a weapon of mass destruction
There burns no fire intense enough to match your sad alarms
Your paradise is seething with corruption
You’re brilliant despite yourself, you pull me to and fro
We chose our weapons, chose our fate, so many years ago
I reached the heights, you reached the depths, the arc describes us so
We lit the bonfire of our hopes and revelled in the glow
Once more, I see you’re back with your art and science books
As if to prove the swings I take are out of time
And now, I see you’re back with your nerves on tenterhooks
You are the poorest mountaineer without a hill to climb
Oh look, I see you’re back with your loosely-formed ideals
Accidentally you puncture floats and wings alike
With your blunt and rusty ploughshares beaten into swords and shields
While beneath you, battle cries inflate the germs and spike
You’re brilliant despite yourself, you ride the ebb and flow
We choose to look or raise our hands, block out this horror show
You wrote the book, revealed your plans to smash the status quo
We’ll burn the whole thing to the ground but you will never know
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Pendulum 2
03:42
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England swings like a pendulum
From day to day, increasingly numb
We scorn the intelligent, celebrate the dumb
Punish the innocent and reward the scum
England swings like a wrecking ball
It was all going well until we hit the wall
Ignore the empty shelves in the shopping mall
We're the sovereign rulers of bugger-all
England's dreaming in red white and blue
On the fields of Agincourt and Waterloo
The winners write the histories and lay the blame
For England's glory and England's shame
England swings round the old flagpole
Singing "Rule Britannia" in a flooded foxhole
With no self-awareness or self-control
I walked miles in those shoes but it wore out my soul
England swings from the left to the right
We gave the keys of the kingdom to a bedlamite
So praise the lord and pass the gelignite
And will the last person leaving please turn out the light
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Pendulum 3
05:32
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I know nothing
you know it too
we share these moments
sacred glue
back then and here now
we rest assured
I can predict this
We’re in accord
you’re on your way
I’m sitting down
You move so fast
Out of this town
I see the world
You beat the drum
I can’t resist
My pendulum
I feel nothing
You feel it too
We’re living nowhere
We’ll die there too
Please sit beside me
This space is free
Avert your eyes dear
And come to me
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Pendulum 4
04:37
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Hello, I see you’re back, with your underlying truth
Can’t understand how you keep all those plates spinning
From bar to car to sack, with your filthy broken youth
The clocks are running down, the lights are dimming
Again, I see you’re back with your empty, open arms
Your smiling face, a weapon of mass destruction
There burns no fire intense enough to match your sad alarms
Your paradise is seething with corruption
You’re brilliant despite yourself, you pull me to and fro
We chose our weapons, chose our fate, so many years ago
I reached the heights, you reached the depths, the arc describes us so
We lit the bonfire of our hopes and revelled in the glow
Once more, I see you’re back with your art and science books
As if to prove the swings I take are out of time
And now, I see you’re back with your nerves on tenterhooks
You are the poorest mountaineer without a hill to climb
Oh look, I see you’re back with your loosely-formed ideals
By accident you puncture floats and wings alike
With your blunt and rusty ploughshares beaten into swords and shields
While beneath you, battle cries inflate the germs and spike
You’re brilliant despite yourself, you ride the ebb and flow
We choose to look or raise our hands, block out this horror show
You wrote the book, revealed your plans to smash the status quo
We’ll burn the whole thing to the ground but you will never know
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Mark Automaton UK
Mark Automaton came to prominence as a founding member of the seminal “cassette culture” band the Instant Automatons, who
were instrumental in spearheading the UK DIY music scene of the late 70s and early 80s.
Since then, Mark has been active as a producer, musical collaborator and solo artist, releasing music under his own name and also as 391 and randomk/automata.
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Sincerely Making A Noise
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Instant Automatons retrospective released by BFE Records
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12 errors of judgement
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Music and passion
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