EP3 (2009)

by Fishcake

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00:05
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04:16
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05:02

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Recorded at Retribution and De Montfort University, Leicester 2009

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released September 28, 2009

All tracks written by Fishcake.
Recorded and mixed by Andrew Jackson
Cover art used, with permission, by Andrew Bruce
Track photo's by Andrew Jackson and Genevieve Stepien

Eternal thanks to Dave Butterworth for letting us use the venue.

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Jaimie Marlow: Guitar
Neil Taylor: Bass
Paul Wright: Vocals
Richard Buckby: Drums
Richard Springthorpe: Guitar / Vocals

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Track Name: Pantwetter
Neeyair grontu....
Track Name: RedRedRed
They left us a legacy and we fucked it up

It's been a long time waiting
And all the ice is angry

Can you be oh so quiet
Because my skinpet's sleeping

Strike my third eye
Track Name: Brundlespring
I don't remember the touch of your clammy hand
Last December I cradled myself at night
I confuse you
We're living so far about
You confuse me
You broke my lactated heart

Hey
You cannot do it by yourself
You cannot do it on your own

I know it
I do not know where you are
I know it
I do not care where you are
Who knew it
I burned an image of you
God bless it
I fucking hate you to death
Track Name: Chestripper
You buy at a time when everything is easy
Forget about all truth your life seems so peachy
With your eyes wide shut
Your body feeling breezy
Your heart runs a record
Don't ever try and be me

Scrawl on the wall and a black toilet seat
You're eating for freedom
Nothing can ever beat it
You're walking
You're breathing
You really think you're living
You're so fucked up you never want to leave it

You never expect so why not just fuck it

You buy at a time when everything is easy
Forget about all truth your life seems so peachy
You're walking
You're breathing
You really think you're living
You're so fucked up you never want to leave it

Fuck it

You buy at a time