Omphalic

by Algernon Doll

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credits

released 30 June 2014

Songs - Ewan Grant
Drums - Tom Mitchell
Recorded by Tom Mitchell at Clearwater Recording Studio, Perth.
Mastered by Bob Weston at Chicago Mastering Services.

Photo by Angela Deane
Layout and artwork by Steven Hill

Struggletown Records

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Track Name: Spilt Milk Perfume
Could it be a halo?
A head dress with a label
above you
or maybe when the rain resumes
you'll brighten up your tune?
I think it's just a rainbow
or something as explainable, something true
but maybe if i squint my eyes the buried looks in bloom?
orchids or mildew?
Spilt milk surrounds you
'if only i could too.
I saw you through the window
I couldn't smell a thing though,
My perfume
attracts a certain person I can't choose.
I breathe black and blue
Spilt milk surrounds you
If only I could too
Assume perfume
Track Name: Justine
You're pastel on paint,
a half-assed stencil on a fast train
Your timing, delayed
a manic disposition.
Walk away, fashionably late.
Let's just call it what it is
then dismiss.
I sold my new face
for more than double what it cost to make
and stood there, amazed.
a bargain masquerading
honestly, I hated it anyway.
force fed true delight, day and night.
You lose your mind the more you find out.
Track Name: Tamed
Sun up, sun down
I'm still around
the bend the doctor's waiting.
I feel asleep
my hands are feet,
the way I walk's degrading
I'm tamed.
Your grave is stone
My body bone
the way they grate's frustrating.
I tripped, you fell
some time will tell
if good can come from aging.
I'm still around.
Track Name: Suicide
Free-fall
without a height
is just your legs breaking in two
to put up a fight.
Swallow
without insight
these pills are not bigger than you
they're just more polite.
Curing exhalations with truth
is pillow talk to you.
Laughter
without the lines,
it's such a waste watering words
when it never shines.
After,
without before
is just the start, middle and end
that you choose to ignore.
failing complications
I'm rude.
Look what you made me do.
...like a suicide
Track Name: Candy-striped
Candy striped
til midnight
I survived the day now
I'm just a whimper.
Take the time
to rack my mind,
take my anorak,
leave me with the mirror.
I'm ashamed to be a part of me.
Sacrfice,
black and white.
Live a life of grey
static only cheats us.
Satellite
pick your fights,
you're like the pie in face
we can only dream of.
I'd happily just live asleep
Maybe,
i'm a uniform
useless till i'm worn
I'm focused but I'm bored.
Maybe,
opposites just match
the similar attract
you'll end up like your dad.
Track Name: Fellate
To be an embryo
is fine just suck it up and grow.
But I'm a big boy
i have a choice
i'll be a brown eyed bimbo
fuck the natural order
Prevent fellatio
and swallow all you know
but you're a big girl
Queen of the world
you can go down for fun
and fuck the natural order
Aint acting fun?
Aint acting fun?
Aint acting fun?
I'm acting fun
I'm acting fun
i'm acting fun
But I'm a big boy
i have a choice
I'll be a brown eyed bastard
to suit the natural order.
Track Name: Sweet Nothing
I spit sweet nothings right onto the floor.
for what it's worth, we're worthless,
flirting's such a bore.
I'm twice the charmer i was before.
I thought i sounded clever
Must have been next door
these walls are thick as paper
My brain's as good as gore
I was before as I am no more
In love with nothing
I'm swayed to say that i'm ok
but really I'm a fake
At least that's something
sweet nothing is as nothing does
as tired as it is buzzed out
.take your time
spend it while there's something open
what is mine as battered as it is broken
Track Name: Pink and Blue
To say goodbye, at least, implies a presence
you fell for two,
pink and blue.
Blew out his brain recycling rain
from cradle to the drain.
An argument is always worth repeating
you swallowed truth,
pink and blue
Out to sea with honesty
and leave me with police
The irony beats me
and i have boxer's feet
I'll breathe in deep
while you enjoy the beach
leave all doors open
but act locked in
Track Name: Relate
why?
why?
why?
It's bigger than you'd like to know
My
guy
drives
faster in a motor home
Relate
Why?
Why?
Why?
we're smarter than we like to show.
My
guy
cries
water from the cubicle
relate
like animals
we're edible
degradable
insatiable
Track Name: Goodbye, Blue Jeans
Found
a picture from before
you're wide awake.
i count
my friends like connect 4
i'm one away.
It's never been the same
the town
was bursting at the seems
goodbye blue jeans
the sound
of water in my ears
and drowning dreams
Let's re-enact the scene
I will always blame myself
Track Name: Pheromone
Count on me
like rings in trees
elderly
wrinkly skin
tonic to gin
suddenly
Pheromone
Like salt to scree
he met the sea
bashfully
drinking in
her dorsal fin
eternally
a tributary song
a boyant waking moan
now we're alone.