Fully Empire

by al libby

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released July 19, 2012

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Track Name: Welcome
All are welcome
Track Name: Dressed Like A Deacon
Pacing in the car park
Nettled by a false start
Rain is neither here nor there

Dressed like a Deacon
Knees they weaken
The pressure is too big to share

Waiting....Grating toes for you
Waiting.....Grating toes for you

On her arrival
Pride survival
Hides what he missed down deep

Coo's in the moment
Emotion servant
Lies he can never keep

Waiting....Grating toes for you
Waiting....Grating toes for you

The rooftop garden
Knees re-harden
Hand in hand complete.
Track Name: People's Mores
Outside the Schneider suite
Empties lined up neatly
Flagrant disregard
Or shy attempt at tardy

Exhausted I'm
Killing time (2 times)

Down corridors
Questions rest on people's mores (2 times)

Inside the Schneider suite
Twin beds made up neatly
And spelt out on the wall
Shaving foam says call me

Exhausted I'm
Killing time (2 times)

Down corridors
Questions rest on people's mores (2 times)
Track Name: Foyer
It was the turn of the century
All was lace
Limited entry
Saving of face

She knew that profile
As he signed in
Erstwhile longing
For her sin

Foyer and naysay so long
Foyer and naysay so long

Word had it
The boy was adrift
Her admiration
Felt like a gift

Tarot living
Tears and Teas
Brought some solice
To jellied knees

Foyer and naysay so long
Foyer and naysay so long
Track Name: Or Gourd
I didn't sleep a wink last night by you
Tracing paper eyelids and whispers that grew and grew
Here we are veranda chaired anew
Yes its gusty but what are you going to do

The menu's are trying
To fly away
The menu's are dying
Blistered and grey

I've often dreamt of a lamp lit smorgasbord
A plate the size of river and nothing you cant afford
There's others between me and my own accord
I'm going over naked, no chip or gourd

The menu's are trying
To fly away
The menu's are dying
Blistered and grey
Track Name: Table Comb
Down the stairs i go
The bell tells me so
Up and down (4 times)
Down the stairs i go

Doing my best
Flinching on request

Shirt needs a wash
To paint me posh
Paint posh (4 times)
Shirt needs a wash

Doing my best
Flinching on request

Take that home
Tables i comb
Tip toe (4 times)
Take that home
Track Name: Soiling Charge
Now where are you planning to go
And how many stops i need to know
The reasons i ask are these
Timings for leaking and passenger tease

Soiling charge low

Qualifications oh
Twelve degrees and a best in show
Monitors don't bother me
It's keyboards I'm wary of, keyboards V me

Soiling charge low

I grapple with thoughts on the whole
Coughing the up like they're burning coal
Some like my candour in here
Others report me it's never that clear

Soiling charge low
Track Name: Brimmed
The rifle range is just below this floor
Dropping shells and jaws in awe
If i liked cigars, I'd be they're now
Pumping rounds in fruit cause they don't Ow!

For hidden zeal
This does appeal

Roll on midnight, I've hatched a plan
I'll head on down they're armed with a fan
Plug it in and fire till I'm raw
With every squeeze cry more more more!

for hidden zeal
This does appeal

Until then I'll hole up in the snug
Soak up all the stories like a rug
When I'm brimmed I'ts up to my room
Remind myself I do not need to groom
Track Name: Who knew
The San Diegan's are in town
Coca Cola crazed
Rooms are filled with who knew hows
Pristine down to grazed

One by one they check in quick
One by one they're faces stick

Oh those open doors
Oh those open doors

I'm a Pepsi man myself
The logo likes my eyes
Loyalty's a wretched game
High lassoo's and lies

One by one they check in quick
One by one they're faces stick

Oh those open doors
Oh those open doors
Track Name: Foundation Stone
One foundation stone
Started out alone
Knew it couldn't last.... long

Pride of place they said
Faces now were red
Wedged into the vast.....whole

It was the teller
The feller of fools (2 times)

Every now and then
Scaffold's fill with men
And stable starts to fight like a gland

It was the teller
The feller of fools (2 times)