HOLY WASP

by Fools Parade

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released February 20, 2012

©2012 FOOLS PARADE / p 2012 THOMAS CROMPTON, DANIEL BOYLE, SAMUEL BUTTERS, CONNOR HARNEDY / PRODUCED AT WHITE BEAR STUDIOS / MASTERED BY FAT AS FUNK / ARTWORK ©EMMA TOWNSON, FOOLS PARADE / PRINTED BY PROMODISCS.CO.UK / LOGO ©JACK CRIBB / INDEPENDENTLY DISTRIBUTED / ENJOY.

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North-West Grunge/Punk band.

"If you listen to Fools Parade today, you might just get a big surprise." - Ark Magazine,

"I love their live sound" "The electro and vocals work a storm together and allow the other instruments to rock out!" - Daniel Thomas, IMN
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Track Name: Anti-Climax
Anti climax, a good friend of mine
Over the years, we have met many times
He deals in delusion and setting you up
He's drinking your dreams from his golden cup

Don't believe a word that they say
She's lying to you anyway
Anti climax, you're a very good friend
He'll come out the victor in the end

The ladies all love him, they use him a lot
He helps them extort you and he hits the spot
He'll sell you anything from fortune to fame
His claims are all hollow, it's all in his name

Don't believe a word that they say
She's lying to you anyway
Anti climax, you're a very good friend
He'll come out the victor in the end
Track Name: Liquor Picnics
Hubble and Bubble, oh now you're in trouble,
Your scents on my lips, in the back of my throat,
But babe you've forgotten my souls black and rotten,
The twists hidden under my coat

So open your eyes and count up to ten,
You told him you're scared of the dark,
Well now you've met me so just count up to three,
And then I can rip you apart

If you go down to the woods today you're in for a big surprise,
The bears missed their picnic of liquor and arsenic,
This isn't a lullaby

Roll up, roll up and come down to the show,
We'll take you to places where nobody goes
Roll up, roll up and come down to the show,
We'll take you to places where nobody goes

[shouted]If you go down to the woods today you're in for a big surprise,
[LIQUOR PICNICS]
The bears missed their picnic of liquor and arsenic,
This isn't a lullaby
Track Name: Dirty Dog
Darling bud of mine
Is that blood or wine
That rests on your top lip
I feel your needle slip

BE MY DIRTY DOG

Hand upon my chest
Death's a welcome rest
Bodies in the fog
Be my dirty dog

BE MY DIRTY DOG
Track Name: DFA
When you pull back your curtain's, and split your kitchen door.
You're right back where you started, glueing splinters on the floor.

So stop painting rainbows, it'll never help you, love.
If you want something pretty, you can draw death from above.

Give me half an hour, I can save the world.
I don't need a plastic cape, or a pretty girl.

I'd tear the horizon, rip the landscape into two.
When I'm done there'll be nowhere for him,
And nowhere left for you.

You know it's all a magic trick, when you're sitting on an oil slick.
Questions slide, statements stick.

The tension's cut with a burning wick.
Track Name: White Space
You change your mind like a slut changes knickers
About once a week
You still attract the local ripper

You change your tune like a bird with its throat slit
An unpleasant pitch
I'd make it worse if I tried to stop it

You try to shout but silence is deafening
Lock up your lungs and stop me from worrying
You try to shout but silence is deafening
Lock up your lungs and stop me from worrying

Shut down your mouth, your lips are accessories
Your tounge is the blade
That will be the death of me

You said to me, the pen is your gun
I said to you
Blood shed's more fun

You try to shout but silence is deafening
Lock up your lungs and stop me from worrying
You try to shout but silence is deafening
Lock up your lungs and stop me from worrying
Track Name: Tell Me A Tale
Just give me a moment, dear.
My mind is blank, yet my judgement's clear.
Is this me I see? 'Cause the figure's unfamiliar, standing in front of me.

How your face as changed,
This place seems somewhat strange.
No sense of deja vu,
The feeling that I hate unless I'm lying here with you.

So show me what we used to be,
Back when I knew the feeling of familiarity.
Tell me a tale of love and hate,
This contradiction's simpler than what I know of late.

Show me something that I know,
And take me where we used to go,
Before I lost my self out in the hills.

Show me something that I know,
And take me where we used to go,
Before I lost my self out in the hills.
Track Name: Good Things Come in Threes
He won't be there in the morning
No sweetheart there to hold
Your eyes will stare at vacant space
Your tears will run cold...

Those three words can make a man
Or bring him to his knees
It contradicts that old wives tale
That good things come in threes
A friendly smile or meeting eyes
Can be turned on its head
Your talking in the kitchen, and then
She's warming up his bed

With a heart so full hate
(If you change your mind)
I struggle to relate
(I'm three steps behind)
So hold my dying hand
(Treading on your feet)
I hope you understand
(Will we ever meet)

Naivety can be
A two way street
One way affects your state of mind
The other you never wish to meet
So keep your wits about you dear
And don't look so hard done
When dealing in the game of love
More than your makeup runs

With a heart so full hate
(If you change your mind)
I struggle to relate
(I'm three steps behind)
So hold my dying hand
(Treading on your feet)
I hope you understand
(Will we ever meet)
Track Name: Earthquake Box
Would it smash excitement,
If I locked the door to any more..

False pretenses.
He said, I thought cupid could do more than that.

And the Earthquake Box, rattles in the back of my mind.

As we sit in silence,
I can hear the roar of guilty applause erupt.

From tommorow's masquerade,
Where the tenor's lie, spreading haunting lies.

And the Earthquake Box, rattles in the back of my mind.
Track Name: Thunder
A thud on my doorstep, surprise surprise
Look what the dog dragged in
A broken song bird, with no wings or eyes
Shock stained beauty on its face

Love came and left its mark
White scars cut through the dark

Take me where the thunder starts
Mend my black and broken heart

We stood twenty feet above the frozen ground
The wind tore beauty from your cheeks
As romance departed in fragments of your skin
It left me with a bitter taste

Love came and left its mark
White scars cut through the dark

Take me where the thunder starts
Mend my black and broken heart