Live @ The Old Miami

by Half Ton Destrier

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released 19 April 2014

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Atkinson Grimshaw and The Woodcocks do songs about weird history and past tales in punk.

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Track Name: Dance Plague
AND SHE DANCE THE STRUT.
AND SHE SHAKE DAT BUTT.
AND SHE ROCK THAT WOODEN STAGE.
'COS HER BLOOD IS HOT.
AND SHE JUST CAN'T STOP.
SHE'LL TAKE DANCING TO THE GRAVE.

FRAU TROFFEA MOVE THAT BODY
SHAKE IT SIDE TO SIDE
RAVE IN STRASBOURG
STROKE EXHAUSTION
THIS ENERGETIC RIDE
LIGHTS UP THE HEART UNTIL IT STARTS
TO FEED YOUR SOUL WITH FEAR
THE DANCERS GROW AND THEY ALL KNOW
THE YEAR COULD END IN TEARS!


IT'S 1518
IT'S NOT 93'
THERE'S NO CURE TO STOP A RAVE.
AND THEY JUST CAN'T STOP,
AS THEY DANCE AND BOP!
TO THIS EVIL DANCING PLAGUE!

FRAU TROFFEA MOVE THAT BODY
SHAKE IT SIDE TO SIDE
RAVE IN STRASBOURG
STROKE EXHAUSTION
THIS ENERGETIC RIDE
LIGHTS UP THE HEART UNTIL IT STARTS
TO FEED YOUR SOUL WITH FEAR
THE DANCERS GROW AND THEY ALL KNOW
THE YEAR COULD END IN TEARS!

BRING IN THE BANDS
SHAKE THAT BODY
BRING IN THE DOCTORS
MOVE THAT BODY
BRING IN THE PRIESTS
BOUNCE THAT BOOTY
BRING IN THE PRAYERS!
DANCE!!!

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?? X4

DANCE PLAGUE!! (REPEAT UNTIL DEAD FROM DANCING).
Track Name: Gibbet
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
SO WHY DO YOU TRY TO TRACK ME DOWN WITH IT?

GIBBET HILL IS VICTORIOUS.
PESTILENCE FROM THE NECK THAT BROKE.
FILL THE AIR WITH THE SMELL OF DEATH.
HUNG BY CHAINS.
LET THE CROWS AND RAVENS EAT YOUR FACE
THE MORSELS OF YOUR SKIN AND EYES.

YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
SO WHY DO YOU TRY TO TRACK ME DOWN WITH IT?

HANGING CAGE, CRUCIFIXION RITE.
DANGLING IN A PUBLIC SITE.
I AM WARNED. THEY ARE AFTER ME.
BEST OF LUCK.
AS A MASTER OF THE SEA I LURK WITHIN THE WAVES
AND DISAPPEAR.

AND ALL THE KINGS MEN SEEK ME,
DRAWN AND QUARTERED WEEKLY,
LESS FORTUNATE, SICKLY,
SAILORS FOR THEIR BOUNTY

ARE HUNG OUT TO DRY
IN THE SCORCH OF THE SUN.
LEFT THROUGH THE NIGHT FOR THE CRITTERS TO CHEW UPON,
ROTTING, DECAYED FROM THE SMITE OF THE LORDS,
TRY IT, YOU WON'T CAPTURE MEEEEEE!!!!

YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
YOU WON'T CATCH ME AT THE END OF A GIBBET
SO WHY DO YOU TRY TO TRACK ME DOWN WITH IT?
Track Name: H.H. Holmes
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.

AT THE WORLD'S FAIR, A BUILDING, ERECTED,
CASTING SHADOWS FOR A MONSTER'S URGE,
OFFERS THRILLS AND SPILLS, EXCITEMENT,
FOR ONE MAN WHO GETS ENLIGHTMENT
FROM A HEARTY FORM OF PRACTICE,
USING HORROR IN HIS TACTICS
CALL IT…

H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.

ENTER IF YOU WILL, 63RD AND WALLACE,
ON THE SECOND FLOOR YOU'LL MEET YOUR END.
POSING AIRTIGHT ROOMS AND GAS-PIPES,
WHICH WILL SUFFOCATE YOUR WIND-PIPES,
AND A SECRET SCHUTE ENABLING
DISSECTION OR CREMATION
CALL IT…

H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.

RISE TO THE FEAR.
RISE TO THE DEATH.
FILLING THE VOID.
THE HOLE IN MY CHEST. (X2)

H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
H. H. HOLMES AND THE CASTLE OF TORTURE.
Track Name: The Boats
'SCUSE ME AS I RIDE THE BOATS.
AINT NO PARTICULAR ESCAPE FROM PAIN.
MILK AND HONEY IS APPLIED IN COATS.
BRING ON THE INSECTS 'TILL MY FINAL SCREAM.

CENTIPEDES
START TO FEED
FUCK AND BREED
OVER ME.
UNDER SKIN
LIFE BEGINS
OVER BINGE
GANGRENE.

(X2)

FLIES LAY THEIR EGGS, FECAL MESS.
DEATH IN SESS.
VENOM STINGS
BRINGING SORES,
FILTH AND PORES,
FILLED WITH PUSS
EX-PLOD-INGGGGGGGGG….

'SCUSE ME AS I RIDE THE BOATS.
AINT NO PARTICULAR ESCAPE FROM DEATH.
DRIFT DOWN STREAM WITH THE PESTILENCE
CRY LIKE A BABY FOR MY FINAL BREATH.

PARASATOIDS
(WITHIN)
WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME
(X4)
Track Name: Chronovisor
I WISH TO VIEW THE KING.
I WISH TO SEE IT ALL.
THE FORMS THAT SHAPED THE EARTH,
THE ELEMENTS THAT CALL.
A WINDOW UNLIKE ALL
THAT SHOW'S US HOW IT WAS.
COLLECTING RADIATION TO LET US PERUSE THE PAST.

BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE THOSE EYES!
BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE THOSE EYES!

EYES ROLL UPWARDS FEELING PAIN
LET ME TAKE A SHOT.
LET ME SEE THE FRUITS OF LIFE
AND BULLSHIT 'TILL I DROP!!

DECODE ATOMS
AND SOUNDWAVES.
ROUTE TO ANCIENT STARS.
MOVING LEVERS WITNESS PAIN,
SHIT THAT NEVER WAS!

BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE THOSE EYES!
BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE!
BURNING TO SEE THOSE EYES!
Track Name: Darth Bader / Bader's Descent
ALWAYS AN UNRULY CHILD
I WAS PRONE TO SCRAPS
PUTTING MY CHEST OUT
AT THE BIGGER CHAPS
THEN I FLEW AN AEROPLANE
THOUGHT IT WOULD BE A LAUGH
TO TAP THE GROUND WITH MY LEFT WING
THEN I HAD THE CRASH

AND NOW IT SEEMS I'M HALF THE MAN
CAN THIS BE A TEST?
WHO SAY'S THAT I CAN'T FLY A PLANE
LET ME TAKE THE TEST
AT SIX HUNDRED FEET I FLY
LOWER THAN THE REST
PUT 8 GUNS ON A SPITFIRE
THEN I'LL DO THE REST

I'VE GOT MORE HEIGHT.
I COME FROM THE SUN.
ON TOP OF YOU.
YOUR TIME IS DONE!

AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

DARK CLOUDS RISING IN THE EAST
JUST START ME UP AND I'LL GET RIGHT TO IT!
WHEN THE SKY IS FULL OF WOLVES
WE NEED A BOMBARDIER WITH SILVER BULLETS!
STEEL AND BLOOD FALL FROM THE SKY
I CHOP YOU UP THEN FLY RIGHT THROUGH IT.
PUT MONEY ON DOG'SBODY
THEN SIT AND COLLECT 'CAUSE IT'S A SURE BET!

WHEN THEY TOOK MY LEGS FROM ME
I WAS FASHIONED METAL WINGS (OF DEATH!!!)!!!!!
Track Name: Jack Ketch
HEAD UPON THE BLOCK
A MIGHTY SMELL OF FEAR
DISTRACTED ME AS I HAD RAISED THE AXE.
YOU HAVE LIED!
THIS IS TREASON!
YOU DESERTED
YOUR KING.

SILENCE IN THE AIR
AS THE BLADE HOVERS OVER,
TAKING AIM TO PLUMMET TO THE NECK.
I WILL SLICE,
I'M DISTRACTED.
I SLIPPED!
WHAT A MESS! (OH HECK?)(OH SHIT?)

RAISE TO CHOP AGAIN,
I CLUMSILY REFRAIN
COMPLETION OF THE PAIN.
HERE WE GO ONCE MORE,
THE CROWD BEGINS TO ROAR.
THIS LORD WILL NOT BE SLAIN.
AND THIS WILL GET ME FIRED FROM THE BOARD.

SIXTEEN EIGHTY FIVE.
THE 1ST DUKE OF MONMOUTH.
I'M NERVOUS OF THE SHOW-THERE'S A CROWD!
BUT HE HAS LIED!
THIS IS TREASON!
THIS GIG,
IS TOO LOUD!

SCARED I'LL DO THE SAME
HE OFFERS ME A FORTUNE
TO FINISH OF HIS LIFE IN ONE SWIPE.
I WILL TRY.
I AM AIMING.
BLADE DROPS.
OH MY!

RAISE TO CHOP AGAIN,
I CLUMSILY REFRAIN
COMPLETION OF THE PAIN.
HERE WE GO ONCE MORE,
THE CROWD BEGINS TO ROAR.
THIS LORD WILL NOT BE SLAIN.
AND THIS WILL GET ME FIRED FROM THE...

HALF THE KING'S MILITARY
LEAD ME THROUGH THE CROWD.
THE EASIEST MISTAKE AND I'M BEING FUCKING DROWNED,
BY THE WAVES OF THE PUBLIC WANNA
BEAT ME TO THE GROUND
AN ASS I GUESS, I FUCKED IT UP, AND THAT I MUST CONFESS.
THE NERVES FRIED MY BRAINS
AND YOU ALL KNOW THE REST.
THE REASON WHY I WRITE THIS,
I'M SORRY FOR THIS MESS MESS
MESS MESS
MESS MESS
MESS MESS
MESS MESS

(ON THE STABS)
THIS
IS
AN
AP
OL
O
GIE.

NOW IT'S DONE.
(CAN I BE DEMOTED TO RUNNING THE GALLOWS?)
Track Name: Blown From a Gun
Come see the show
You’ll thank me when it’s done

This spectacle
Has top bill where I’m from

((Blown from a gun!! X 3) (Blown!!!)) X 2

Take my advise
And don’t you stand too close

‘Cause with this fire
We’ll watch a man explode

((Blown from a gun X 3) (Blown!!!)) X 2

Bring him to the front
Strap him to the gun
Hello gentlemen
The main event’s begun

The wick has now been lit
Get ready this is it
In 1857
It’s the country’s biggest hit

Cannon sounds
Legs drop dwon
Guts fly out
All around
Spraying blood
Like a flood
Head shoots up
Man erupts

Sprayed in blood the stink surrounds
of what was once a man
Shooting out in all directions
15 meter span
Burning flesh is caught by ravens
‘fore it reaches ground
The blast starts your ears ringing and then
that’s the only sound

Sepoys are rebelling and that’s
why we came to town
7,000 kilometers
hunt deserters sown
Tis the fate of anyone who
Disobeys the crown
Blown to bits, evaporated
Track Name: Raging Steed
HARNESS THE BEAST WITH THE PHANTOM SNORT
AS THE STEED STAMPEDES IN A SPECTRAL FORCE NO GRACE.
BRINGER OF NEWS OF A DIM-LIT KIND,
OF A NEARING FATE THAT WILL LEAVE YOUR BREATH BEHIND.

LUNA, SATELLITE, GODDESS OF THE SKY.
BRINGS ALL TOO BAD UPON ME
ALL TOO BAD UPON ME.
EQUINE GHOST REACHING ALL OF 10 FEET HIGH.
BRINGS ALL TOO BAD UPON ME
ALL TOO BAD UPON ME.

HERALD AND BEHOLD! THE RAGING STEED!!

THUNDEROUS HOOVES DRIVING EARTH TO DUST,
BELLOWING OUT FROM A WHIMPERING CRUST CALLED HATE.
SCOLDING THE GROUND WITH A FORCE TEN SCREAM,
TO REACH US AND TELL US IMPENDING DISASTER AWAITS.

LUNAR DIETY, DAUGHTER OF THE MOUNT
BRINGS ALL TOO BAD UPON ME
ALL TOO BAD UPON ME.
RAGING STEED IS DELIVERER OF DOUBT.
BRINGS ALL TOO BAD UPON ME
ALL TOO BAD UPON ME.

HERALD AND BEHOLD! THE RAGING STEED!! X 20,090