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HOLY WASP

by Fools Parade

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1.
Anti-Climax 03:32
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
2.
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
3.
Dirty Dog 03:26
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
4.
DFA 02:55
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.
5.
White Space 04:04
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
6.
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.
7.
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)
8.
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.
9.
Thunder 03:45
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

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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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