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Surfers of the Mind
03:37
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Hey, turn off your mind and float around
Surfing on a wall of sound
Float downstream enjoy the ride
Let it take you to the other side
Lie back, relax, gaze at the stars
You can get there if you listen hard
Close your eyes you can hear the surf
Don't confine your mind to earth
Come walk with me through endless time
see what’s been and the future sees
You won't come down
You won't come back
Surfing on a sonic track
We are surfers of the mind
Well, there's no time to sit around
Eating pretzel's on the lounge
Play the scene and wear the gear
Let the music fill your ears
Your feet are moving far too fast
Picking up the pace at last
Floating up into the night
Dancing on a beam of light
Get lost in a whole new age
You can jump out of the cage
The melody you're hearing now
Is surfing in your memory
Do it now, do it now
Get lost in a whole new age
Floating up into the night
Dancing on a beam of light
We are surfers of the mind
Turn off your mind and float around
Mind surfing on a wall of sound
Turn it up and play it loud
Let the blood rush to your head
You don't have be to stuck where you are today
Why not, take yourself light-year's away
Mind surfing on a 30 foot wall of sound
You don't have to come down
You don't have to come back
Wow, turn it up and play it loud
Let the blood rush to your head
Our destiny's already here
Surfing on a wall of sound
Do it now, do it now
Get lost in a whole new age
Lightspeed moving not too fast
Waiting for the sonic blast
Get lost in the mystic sound
The secrets that were lost and found
You won't come down
You won’t come back
We are surfers of the mind
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2. |
Spiral Dance
04:47
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Spiral Dance
In the room at the back of the house
The walls are soft and pulsing
Wet and cool
Magick wells up inside of me
Until it overflows
Cascading down my cheeks
Pale brown boards stretch down the corridor
A shimmering haze settles over the maze
Smoothing over valleys
Of past dreams and reality
Starry-eyed I'm spinning
Slowly
A spiral dance
In a black world of blue
The earth spins her dance too
A hybrid of reality stretched over infinity
Sensing the garden
Soft wisps of willow lisp and caress
The beaded air of the mist
And the wise witch wove her dreams
Spinning coiled ropes of silver
That wound round the trees
Starry-eyed I'm spinning
Slowly
A spiral dance
There's textured bark that moulds itself to my shape
It's dark green and wet
And there are sounds of water dripping
Disintegrating shapes and flickering shadows
Trickle into my brain
And I dream of crystals glowing to the rhythm of my breathing
Starry-eyed I'm spinning
Slowly
A spiral dance
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3. |
We Are Now
03:11
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Where did you go wrong?
What can make you strong?
Let’s dance along a cosmic beam and fly across the sun
Drift along through time
Slow right down, be here right now
Get into it
Its all like the first and no time like the last
C’mon groove with it.
We are here we are now
Everybody all together
Now we are now we are now
Not in a minute nor an hour
Tomorrow, yeah forever
Now we are now we are now
We did you go wrong?
What can make you strong?
The universe inside your heads, the same in everyone
It feels so wild and good
Exactly like it should
Get into it
If you want to know
Well just go with the flow, it’s part of us
We are here we are now
Everybody all together
Now we are now we are now
Not in a minute nor an hour
Tomorrow, yeah forever
Now we are now we are now
We are here we are now
Magick and Power
Now we are now we are now
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4. |
Under the Blue
03:26
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Mother ocean all around me
Wraps herself around my soul
Flows into my imagination
A mirror of the whole
And the waters close around my face
Under the blue
Sunlight shafts illuminating, pale green ghosts of ocean soul
Softly roars the music of my being, an echo of the whole
And the waters close around my face under the blue.
Something called me, I answered slowly to a fish with kaleidoscope eyes.
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5. |
As Above So Below
04:21
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The forces of the universe and the elements of time and space
Conjured up my being, my size, my time, my shape
Way back when the rocks all turned to stone
And the stars to dust, in a fantasy of time and space for a moment all was clear
As Above So Below
As the Universe So the Soul
The moon’s a silver dream in the black infinity
As I look I whirl away, into the sun’s eternal blaze
And the music is immense each note a thousand years long
and each tune is a moonage of never ending song
As above so below as the universe so the soul
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6. |
Sex Game Sucker
03:27
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S-s-s sex is in the house
S-s-s- sex is in my head
S-s-s- sucker it’s all a game
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
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7. |
Kill the Real Girls
04:14
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You don't know what it's like and you never ever will.
Do you want to dive into my ocean? Do you think I want you too?
You want to make life in test tubes, a world full of redundant wombs.
Kill the real girls and create a race based on a pretty face.
Kill girls kill the real girls
Men have the right if they want to destroy life
Let's have another war while the women do their chores
But a woman no, not even when it's inside her.
Relinquish her of a maternal choice, bears another child with an unhappy voice.
There’s no natural selection thanks to sexism and medicine.
Terminate not over populate.
The future lies in a willing woman's arms.
Can I make you breakfast? Can I please wash your underwear?
Can I laugh at your boring jokes? Come on stick your big cock down my throat.
Feels so good when I choke. Force me to fuck you when I don't want to.
Tell me where you think my future lies when you put your head between my thighs.
You don't know what it's like and you never ever will.
Do you wanna? C’mon try to sucker.
Kill the real girls.
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8. |
Accelerate Me
03:51
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She's coming
ssshh
She's coming
I can feel it inside me
Churning like a thunderstorm
It's ju-ju stirring my witches brew
And lightning cracks
Snaking up my back
Primal passion flashback
Eternal aphrodisiac
Kali - accelerate me!
Sever my ego with the sword of sapience
Fire burn away my ignorance
Transcendental peace and strength
New levels of consciousness
I am the first choice of the primal impulse
The indestructible feminine force
Defined by no man
Untouched by male hands
I am Kali
Accelerate me!
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9. |
Mask
03:48
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Mirror mirror on the wall who's the prettiest girl of all?
She can't live with herself, she's always trying to be someone else
she'll learn to love all that's fake, it doesn't matter what it takes
she'll have the perfect image for her less than perfect self.
She's putting on something to hide behind
you can chip chip, chip away all you like you'll never find what lies behind her mask.
Its beautiful, its wonderful, its magical.
Her life is vast charade, she’s only loved for what she fakes
But she wants to be something – she’ll do anything.
She starves and faints and paints her face.
She’s putting on something to hide behind, every days different,
and every day’s the same, yeah, a vast charade, she’s only loved for what she fakes.
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10. |
Masses Like Asses
03:46
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No more imagination
There's a role to be played
Go to work and be milked
Like cattle everyday
Human stables hold the herd
Office stalls filled with stock
The system keeps you docile
By promising the weekend off
They seem to like it
The cattle waiting at the gate
Mutated and bred for their meat and their milk
Someone else has sealed their fate
Masses like asses
Our heads in the trough
We eat what we're given
Masses like asses
Waiting at the gate to be led to the slaughter
Strapped flat to your back and ordered to dispatch
The goods of another in less time than you have.
Stumble around weighted down suffer at your own expense
For when you're worn down you will be dispensed with.
Dulled by fumes and poisonous liquids, your own demise is something to exalt in.
Responding to the call of primal compulsion
You find yourself waking up drunk in some stranger’s apartment
Masses like asses
Our heads in the trough
We eat what we're given
Masses like asses
Waiting at the gate to be led to the slaughter
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11. |
Make Your Stash
05:17
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Make your Stash
Make your Stash be careful when you do
Everyone is so hard at work
Making it tough for each other to win
I think I know who wins in the end my friend.
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12. |
The Tampon Song
04:16
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We are looking for young tanned blondes who can swim on their rags wearing white
We need sugar coated euphemisms and make up, cue cards and a spunky young guy
Suddenly we spotted Bambi and Fifi and offered them money to act carefree and randy
We promised them they’d be on tv, in the press! At least someone is having a period all financial year.
Our advertising director was most impressed, Fifi and Bambi were just the sort needed to help us
Create and dictate the minds of the menstruating public.
Sunny happy raunchy, always at the beach. Isn’t that what life’s all about for pretty young girls?
Well that's what we'd have them believe after we run and rerun our tampon commercial.
I'm a young tanned blonde and I work hard to be one
I douche regularly to cover up the smells of my femininity.
I'm so happy to spend lots of money so I can be pure and acceptable socially.
I'm so lucky there's a feminine hygiene product for every day of the week.
It's so much fun to go shopping for that special time of the month.
So many tampons to choose from for my summer of frolicking and fun.
I'm not inconvenienced by my biological inheritance.
I make sure I subdue it into insignificance!
Plug it up push it away out of sight,
So I feel pure delightful and nice
I need to hide my menstruating all that blood is very embarrassing.
But what's all this emphasis on small and soft?
I want my tampons big and hard like my cocks!
I want to be turned on by my tampon.
Come on baby shoot me with a big white bullet.
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Wally “Meanie” Kempton took the plunge in 2018 and launched his record label Cheersquad Records & Tapes. Since then he has released new material from acts such as The Meanies, The Hard-Ons, Chris Wilson, Phil Jamieson, Seasick Steve, Wanita, Minibikes, The Rinehearts, Immigrant Union and T. Wilds, along with limited edition vinyl of older material from Snout, Even and The Glory Box and more. ... more
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