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16 Hole Boots - Demo Recordings

by 16 Hole Boots

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1.
You look through at his window Gaze out at the loss Your blood boils when you see him kneeling At the foot of the cross You wanna show him your pistol And steal his family jewels Take a trip through an awful rainbow And end up where you started down here on the floor You should've thrown it up before You're having sex on Sundays You never get to come 4 CDs and a poster free A boxed set of rebellion If you think of anything You think your life must mean something Chit-chat daytime lunacy You can't be disappointed, reality killed the dream His veins are full of money It's got nothing to do With your wide behind or your heart or your mind Cos girls grow older faster than boys do Don't they? He picked you like a flower Stuck you in this vase Now you wish he'd left you in that lonely wasteland Where your roots still are If you think of anything You think your life must mean something Chit-chat daytime lunacy You can't be disappointed, reality killed you If you think of anything You think your life must mean something Chit-chat daytime lunacy You can't be disappointed, reality killed the dream You share a bed with a bald man Passion can't you see Will never get round your sanity Passion can't you see Will never get through your vanity Passion can't you see Will never get round reality Passion can't you see Will never get to you Tough titty
2.
Woke up drunk this morning Saw the sun rise in the West I changed this morning I put my clothes on backwards Woke the dead this morning Fell off the toilet Breathed the dusk this morning I somehow just ignored it I threw the bathwater out I threw the bathwater out With the baby My baby Collapsed this morning The wood surrounded me On my back this morning The only place that I could look was up I threw the bathwater out I threw the bathwater out With the baby My baby I chased the biggest bird of prey It flew in such a perspicacious way A sceptical arrangement on my face A desultory smile across my race The baby... What about the baby? I'm sure I'll forget my baby I can't remember the way she feels I can't remember the way she melts I can't remember the way she smells Could you be my new baby?
3.
Nightmares 05:59
Nightmares crawl about Wake up crying out Gasping I cannot breathe Nightmares, they wither me I wonder downstairs make the water cry I ripple and writhe as the night ticks by But the bats and the cats on the window sill They won't sit still, they won't sit still I see the darkness hanging on my wall Weep weep, I can't decide Shall I go to sleep tonight? I could read inside my room Nursing the dying moon I wonder downstairs make the water cry I ripple and writhe as the night ticks by But the bats and the cats on the window sill They won't sit still, they won't sit still I see the darkness everywhere I go Oh what petty God of pain Put these thoughts inside my brain? A child's mind of misery Hunkers down to sleep in me Oh what petty God of pain Put these thoughts inside my brain? A child's mind in misery Terror washes over me

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16 Hole Boots are in the gutter, but we've got our eyes fixed firmly on the kerb.


Richey - singing, guitar
James - bass
Damian - drums

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released August 10, 2013

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