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``It's beautifully arranged, with instrumentation built on fuzzy electric guitar and yearning violins.``
THE SONGS
THE OVERCORRECTION
LYRICS
I cleaned the bedroom
Just like you asked me
It’s so tidy it’s pristine
And so
When you coming home?
I pressed my blue suit
Just like you used to
Polished up my own shoes
And so
When you coming home?
I sold my guitar
Burnt my Bukowski
Embraced the new me
And so
When you coming home?
I got a new job
At Gordon and Johnson’s
Just like you dreamed of
And so
When you coming home?
I told my friends off
Told them to jog on
They aren’t a problem
And so
When you coming home?
I put the dog down
Just like you wanted
There’s no more barking
And so
When you coming home?
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Ian Dudfield – Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Jordan Bergmans – Viola
Zoe Saubat – Cello
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
Art Director – Kara Oberth
WILD BEAST
LYRICS
{Chorus}
Nothin’s true in this song
Although it is
Exactly how my world is
Exactly how your love kicks
{Verse 1}
So cross the name off your arm
Oh C’est la vie
Taking all you want from me
As you crawl back into the sea
So make confessions with the boys
Oh line them up
Tell me all your demons babe
I’ll be your penitent you be my priest
{Pre-chorus}
Lay me down in the cold cold earth
Watch the bones as they give birth
Howl your prayer
Wounded love wounded love
Wild beast
{Verse 2}
Cross the dessert with no heat
Move those feet
Fighting in the midday sun
Mad dogs and English men
Just a general with no war
Oh crack the sky
The horsemen croak as they’ll reply
You’ll know yourself before you die
{Refrain}
Nothin’s true in this song
Although it is
Exactly how my world is
Exactly how your love kicks
Lay me down in the cold cold earth
Watch the bones as they give birth
Howl your prayer
Wounded love wounded love
Wild beast
Nothin’s true in this song
Although it is
Exactly how my world is
Exactly how your love kicks
{Bridge}
One magpie oh
One for sorrow
Two for joy
Three for a girl
Four for a boy
Five for silver
Six for your liver
Seven for a heart
Delivered in a box
Eight for a wish
Nine for a kiss
Ten for a beast!
Wild beast, oh!
{Outro}
Nothin’s true in this song
Although it is
Exactly how my world is
Exactly how your love kicks
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
Ian Dudfield– Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Jordan Bergmans – Viola
Zoe Saubat – Cello
Josh Platman – 2nd Cello
Josh Taffel – Drums
Rupert Fenn – Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar
Dan Smith – Piano
Gethin Pearson – Electric Guitar
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
Director – Michael David Charles Hicks
Art Director – Kara Oberth
YOUR PET SCAN (BRAIN ON DRUGS)
LYRICS
This is your brain on drugs
This is your brain in love
This is digital despair
Caressing screens to show you care
This is when we make love
Look how this part lights up
This is when you’re misunderstood
This is when you gave up
Look at the thunderstorms you cause
When you bite your lip or curse
When you bury it down or burst
These are the things you said
When you find that your hand’s home
Is another hand and so
This is your brain on drugs
This is your brain in love
That’s the worst thing you’ve ever done
On repeat till the rising sun
Trace you have over this place
That holds the memory
Of your mother’s face
This explosion is grief exposed
This flash of anger and the glow of joy
Look at the thunderstorms you cause
When you bite your lip or curse
When you bury it down or burst
These are the things you said
When you find that your hand’s home
Is another hand and so
Are you happy are you happy oh?
This is your brain in love
You’ve never been so f***ed up
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
Ian Dudfield – Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Jordan Bergmans – Viola
Zoe Saubat – Cello
Josh Taffel – Drums
Rupert Fenn – Bass Guitar
Gethin Pearson – Keyboards
VIDEO CREDITS:
Art & Animation – Jim Flanagan
THE HISTORY OF LINE DANCING
LYRICS
Because tenderness
Is hard to come by
On these damn dusty roads
And we are so far from home
And before you say
What I know you’re gonna say
Settle down, I’ve got a clever plan
‘Cos loneliness
Has become my shadow
In this cold foreign land
Where we can’t find a hand
And we might come back
With gold in our pack
To our wives back home
Like celestial virgins
Stars all whirling
Trumpets thundering
God on our side
And the wind at our backs
Or we might not come back at all
And before you say
What I know you’re gonna say
Settle down, I’ve got a clever plan
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Zoe Saubat – Cello
Josh Platman – 2nd Cello
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
GET DRUNK. GET HIGH.
LYRICS
Get drunk get high, while you’ve still time
Get drunk get high, get it all off your mind
So dry those peepers, she’s not the one you’re seekin’
Oh dry those peepers, and quit you bleatin’
I got your back, we’ll take you out tonight!
Show you all the light, your boy’s got your back!
So get drunk get high, while you’ve still time
Get drunk get high, get it all off your mind
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
The right ones are there, man I’m telling you
You’ll eyes’ll need for sure, then you’ll disappear
Get drunk get high, while you’ve still time
Get drunk get high, get it all off your mind
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
La de da da da do
La de da da da do
La de da da da do
La de da da da do
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
Ian Dudfield – Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Jonathan Bradd – Backing Vocals
Gethin Pearson – Backing Vocals
Josh Taffel – Drums
Rupert Fenn – Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
Co-Director/Art Director – Kara Oberth
Special Effects – Michael David Charles Hicks
Starring – Matt Rodriguez
KEEP YOUR PECKER UP
LYRICS
Keep your pecker up! Keep your bloody pecker up!
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Jim Flanagan, Aileen Hickey, Mike Crompton, Tom Flanagan – Spoken Word
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Kara Oberth
BLACKNESS. A VOID
LYRICS
Now the denial of death has diminished somewhat
I see these dwindling days are all that we’ve got
And I don’t want to waste the sweet taste of a single
Drop
Gonna find my girl gonna spend my life with her
Now the carnival creaks as the carrion crows look on
And there’s colour there’s light you spin then the
Feast is on
And I’m damned if I can find meaning in it all
Do the things you love with the ones that bring you
Joy
And you and me we’ll scream at the ocean
Gonna stamp my feet and scream at the ocean
You and me we’ll scream at this endless void
You and me we’ll scream at the ocean
Gonna stamp my feet and scream at the ocean
You and me we’ll scream at this endless void
You and me we’ll scream at the ocean
Gonna stamp my feet and scream at the ocean
You and me we’ll scream at this endless void
Now it’s easy to assume that you’re the same as me
And this us and them man mentality
Might have served us well when we were swinging
From tree to tree
But I look around and it makes no sense to me
And you and me we’ll scream at the ocean
Gonna stamp my feet and scream at the ocean
You and me we’ll scream at this endless void
You and me we’ll scream at the ocean
Gonna stamp my feet and scream at the ocean
You and me we’ll scream at this endless void
Now the denial of death has diminished somewhat
I see these dwindling days are all that we’ve got
And I don’t want to waste the sweet taste of a single
Drop
Do the things you love with the ones that bring you
Joy
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
John Abraham – Trumpet
Josh Taffel – Drums
Rupert Fenn– Bass Guitar, Electric Guitar
Dan Smith – Keyboards
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
Concept – Kara Oberth
MY DRUNKEN LOVE
LYRICS
Honey your face has slipped
And there’s vomit on your dress
And you’ve been picking fights with every violent type
We’ve passed along the road tonight
As I tried to get your drunk ass home
You’ve been acting out half remembered scenes
From films and shows and fermented dreams
And flipping off every taxi that pulls over
Lady you’ve been laying claim to the moon
And cursing the sun for rising too soon
You’ve been knocking over every dustbin
Like it’s the greatest trick the world’s ever seen
You’ve been handing me your bag and calling me
Your pack mule
You’ve been laughing at the strangest things
And dancing to police sirens
And why the hell have you only got one shoe
And no no no no
There’s no hope for me
‘Cos on this damn road
You’re the only one for me
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Ian Dudfield – Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Jordan Bergmans – Viola
Zoe Saubat – Cello
Joe Clark – Percussion
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
A SAD SAD SONG
LYRICS
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
A sad sad song
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
A sad sad song
Where do we go
When the light flows
Out the window
Well I don’t know
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
A sad sad song
Where does love go
When it turns cold
And there’s distance
When we were close
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
Where’s my money gone
A sad sad song
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
THE LOBSTER
LYRICS
Like the lobster all the men in my family mate for life
It doesn’t really matter what they’re like, it doesn’t always lead to a quiet life
They marry crazy girls who cut up all our clothes burn the family home
But you see them in that glow and say oh
But I still love you so
So don’t you say all romantics are gone
We just don’t last that long
You’ve got to catch us when we’re young
So don’t you say all romantics are dead
Just overworked and underfed
In our rooms writing love songs
Like the sloth all the men in my life make their move slow
So slow sometimes you wouldn’t know
That it’s a move at all
Then boom one day they’re in your homes eating your food and drinking your wine
And who knew the nights they are away you miss them
So don’t you say all romantics are gone
We just don’t last that long
You’ve got to catch us when we’re young
So don’t you say all romantics are dead
Just overworked and underfed
In our rooms writing love songs
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
Steve Barlow – Pedal Steel Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
SONG CREDITS:
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
THE LOBSTER'S WALTZ
LYRICS
I think it’s called ‘The Lobster’s Waltz’
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Ian Dudfield – Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Jordan Bergmans – Viola
Zoe Saubat – Cello
Steve Barlow – Pedal Steel Guitar
SONG CREDITS:
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
Starring – Quinn Ader
Starring – Emaline Ader
LA DE DA
LYRICS
{Intro}
Do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do
{Verse 1}
I, the partner to your every crime
The spoiler of your punchlines
Your obedient feet warmer at night
Oh my
You, the muscle to our tiny crew
Your boots dragging dirt in my room
Your drunk and the wake too soon
Oh you
She says you spoil it
Babe
When lay it on thick with
Your
{Chorus}
La de das
Why can’t you keep it
Straight just keep
Straight just keep it
Straight
Some things we don’ t need
To say don’ t need to say
Don t need to say
Why do you spoil it babe
When lay it on thick with
Your
La de das
{Outro}
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do-do
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Charlotte Carpenter – Backing Vocals
Josh Taffel – Drums
Rupert Fenn – Bass Guitar
Gethin Pearson – Keyboards, Electric Guitar
VIDEO CREDITS:
Artwork – John Pearson
Animation – Ralph Pelleymounter
NOW THAT THE KIDS HAVE GONE (POUND FOR POUND)
LYRICS
These were my best years
She was never one for tears
And now
As daft as it sounds
Saying it out loud
The one who dragged you down
That asshole in the crowd
Talking through your songs
Well ‘ll see you around
She says he wore her down
By being the nicest guy around
Sometimes you just need to turn up
Till everything else seems fleeting and stuck
She says they are comfortably in love
That’s ok they are tentatively tenderly
Acting out their forever and ever oh ever and ever
These were my best years
She was never one for tears
And now
As daft as it sounds
Saying it out loud
I want them pound for pound
Repay me in your sounds
See the dead dogs bound
I’ll see you around
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Ralph Pelleymounter – Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Ian Dudfield – Trombone
John Abraham – Trumpet
Gemma Sharples – Violin
Jordan Bergmans – Viola
Zoe Saubat – Cello
Josh Taffel – Drums
Rupert Fenn – Bass Guitar
Dan Smith – Keyboards, Piano
Steve Barlow – Pedal Steel Guitar
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Kara Oberth
OH MY MY (feat. CHARLOTTE CARPENTER)
LYRICS
Oh my my it’s undignified
The way you looked into his eyes
And everyone knows but no one is saying
So fuck him
And fuck you
And I was sailing safe straight in your arms
Oblivious, the eye of the storm
You’d think all the day we had would add up to
Something but no
So fuck him
Fuck you
You don’t get to paint me like some fool
I’ll be fine but this will stick to you
Oh my my
Does it play on your mind
When he’s working late all of the time
Well the earth often moves
And your foundations are screwed
So fuck him and fuck you
The dust settles
And we all know your metal
And the roads you’d cross to get what you want
No star crossed lovers stepping over corpses
So fuck him and fuck you
You don’t get to paint me like some fool
And I’ll be fine but this will stick to you
Oh my my don’t get me wrong
I never thought we were that strong
Just never thought you’d do me so wrong
So fuck him and fuck you
You don’t get to treat me like some fool
CREDITS
SONG CREDITS:
Charlotte Carpenter – Lead Vocals
Ralph Pelleymounter – Backing Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Bradd – Mandolin
Steve Barlow – Pedal Steel Guitar
VIDEO CREDITS:
Director – Peter Oberth
ADDITIONAL CREDITS
ADDITIONAL CREDITS
Recorded at One Eyed Jack’s, London
Mixed at The Ba$$ment of Sonic Architecture, Wales
Produced, Programmed, Engineered & Mixed by Gethin Pearson
Additional Editing by Mr. BJ Jackson
Mastered by Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering
Creative Consultation by Peter Oberth
Management by Kat Kennedy and Tim Parry at Big Life Management
Thank you to David and Barbra for all the love they’ve given me, Eleni for all the advice and care, Tim and Kat for the support, Gethin for his ears, Best Laid Plans for giving us the studio, all the players listed here for bringing this beast to life and to anyone who kindly listened when I forced an earbud on them with some half-finished song. Thanks also to Pete and Kara for scaring us in the prison, to John and James for the most excellent doodles and the TKAK boys for all the sing songs. Til next time.
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All songs written by Ralph Pelleymounter and published by Spirit / B Unique. ©2019 Ralph Pelleymounter. ℗2019 Kismet Media, LLC. All rights reserved. Unauthorized copying, reproduction, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting prohibited.