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can only sleep on trains if they're moving trying to make out if that means anything or if I'm just boring and trying to make it mean something Star Trek on mute with St Swithin’s Day playing trying to work out if I'm winning or losing or if I'm just boring and trying to make this mean something hiding away with real meaning sticking by notions with no hope of convincing anyone while they slip away one by one just a boring boy such a boring boy never answers his phone never checks his diary could sit on this floor and connect the fairy lights like moles on your neck or drink this red and fall asleep on it instead
Danzig Queen 02:16
I get why you wanted a rest you were tired now I'm tired of waiting through lies I spotted a truth it fell down right beside you this part of me’s like that part of her we were tied we grew new skin at the same time bullshit you know which is my truth except for this it’s not like I do
this is our life now lying on floors the drafts under doors waking us early we'll walk to town the vapour clouds lift from the night before this time you're the tonic and each night we're apart feels like a wasted opportunity we could be chatting in the dark be born, be worm, be tired love playing the game now’s the time my turny to leave I was screaming from the pain I'm tearing up I'm the baby and my parents have both died I'm an orphan in a world where the hunter's homicidal in your new car driving circles around us in a service station car park filling up on samosas and crisps and that we see the same people every year but it still feels like we're going somewhere we go to houseparties and hang out by ourselves
Deer Doery 02:31
I'm not writing to myself for my own health just while I'm in a position to stop myself making the same mistakes I thought better thinking now than fretting later need a mnemonic to get me through the day Like Apples Use Great Heart To Exercise Restraint try to live my life one page at a time but I should just read to the end never mind the challenge and use this cheat sheet to win big make her laugh be inconsiderately charming it'll be hard for her to resist you take her by the horns, so to speak catch her stealing a glance and you want to touch her white spots stroke her back and tell her she's great in the cinema, my deer hoof on her shoulder I'm holding the popcorn and she reaches over we both go in at the same time though I only go to follow I'm forcing a situation where we fumble hooves together I step back from the honey trap and see what I am doing I'm not the kind of buck who tries his luck with any tail going I put my leg back to my side stand up straight, apologise and move on with my life
“we're not complicit everybody's doing it let's give our information to the corporations! let's give up our paperbacks upload them to our tablets! let's subscribe to Sky we'll get Goals On Sunday! don't make us guilty we all have to play it!” but when the far right executive deletes Ray Bradbury don't tell me you appreciate the irony and when the global conglomerates eat all competition don't tell me your fucking hungry and when 'privacy' is history then... you'll find me drowning in a bath of Yazoo with the following carved into my torso so this is why I quit I know you'll hate me for it but when the shit hits don't pretend you weren't a part of it you complain about the mice but you never clean your kitchen
why was he born so beautiful the memory of him is a constant torment when I think I'm being bold but the letters are scrawny when I know what you'll say back but you don't say that my skin's crawling I take great strides but every time I know my legs will lose their structural integrity I don't get up you, me and LB are on the ground bummed they don't appreciate complexity
trundling along the m40 into the vacant mocking gob of reality you said this year was the year without regret but you said that last year and last year and maybe I'm slowly starting to get it and all I wanna do is put my cheek next to yours all of yours all six of yours and for there to be no implications for there to be no sharing of information put down your phones unplug your mindsets no photos no video I just wanna put my cheek next to yours there is nothing to say and that's okay I just wanna put my cheek next to yours
there’s condensation on the inside of the vase the flowers started dying point away from where you are the sun has not come up autumn’s piled on in struggling to find a place to hang my washing turning the heating on I want to feel something pumping in the back of the van shouting as loud as we can all rats, all of time it’s not driving fast, it’s driving with style pushed in the lake to give us a place where we can start it got my book back “Team Jess” scribbled in the margins he may be taller but he’s got better hair and a wild streak stretching from here to there turn the tv on I want to feel something
Ibiza Rocks 02:07
dropped out of Yale your most pressing concern is getting the intercom working your Birkin bag hangs on your arm like your grandmother dragging you down they're still to set a wedding date as Rory Gilmore's autumn break stretches towards a second semester by the side of the road kicking butt and taking names be more humble you used to know when you were wrong you used to hide it better April comes and April stays Rory gets her act together and goes back to Yale but in an ideal world Rory, Lane and $9000 run away and join Jess in Philadelphia
Eat My Dog 03:20
three ciders by the station trying to ease the pain of a double relegation seems as good a cue as any to end these soccer eulogies a sorry state of inebriation trying to run in this sorry state of a nation yet paper on the 14:46 screams Immigrant Scroungers Get Them Out Quick another party rhetoric in a country run by pricks let's get back to the football, fuck it but some wolves fans sang as homophobes whilst in response Brighton waved their ten pound notes head in hands contemplating trips to Vale Park and Gresty Road is there no escape you've ruined my escape a great potential for social protest: a cesspool of money and racial hate so I run into the bookies thinking here at least I’m lost at least I’m free not noticing the CCTV oblivious to the irony those rum and colas weren't so sweet and it's only 15:23 head in hands in the lavatory singing to myself after these ten units I'm Dylan, Lacey, Prince and Gracie D but people are looking at me funny and these ugly thoughts come back to me and I wish I wish I wish I wish they'd sung: I'd rather be a scrounger than a liar I'd rather be a scrounger than setting people against each other how are your hands not bloody with another hate crime murder? and hey let's do what you say let's give up our human rights for a day cause these things don't matter, these things don't matter, do they yeah, hi, hey let's do what you say let's give up our workers rights for a share in a company cause these things don't matter, these things don't matter, do they.... sorry to spell it out so simply but it seems nobody wants to see sure accuse me of hyperbole but all I hear is property put a dollar on my head twist my face into a pound sign quantify my thoughts and feelings and eat my dog
I'm crushin all the time it's all I think about I’m nausing myself hard teach me to live without I'm going outside I'm lying there getting bites all over. my body parts left half in the shade right half not in the shade feeling it for real in my skin and in my eyes you're recklessly at home in my head knocking over the furniture and breaking the bed I'm going outside I’m walking there getting bites all over my body parts holding onto vines and scraping ankles feeling it for real in my arms and in my legs
from a night out to hanging out in a friendly houseshare I'm sat down you're complicit you're happy now I'm glad I'm sorry for messing you around tongues touching we're in a compromised embrace on the corner of sofa struggling for space if it wasn’t for the situation I’d try harder to do right by you you’re so beautiful I’m the luckiest person here


Slurpt is the new album by Ace Bushy Striptease, released 30th June on Odd Box Records. Pre-order here: oddboxrecords.bandcamp.com/albums/slurpt/

Recorded by Bad Phil Booth at JT Soar, Nottingham. Mastered by Dominique James.


released June 30, 2014




Ace Bushy Striptease Birmingham

From Birmingham England. Five piece diy pop-punk group. Short songs avoiding repetition. Girls crying into microphones.

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