Collaboration Ian Pickering Left Handed Tendencies

Album ‘Left Handed Tendencies’ by Ian Pickering

All songs by Ian Pickering

Album released in 2017

Farewell to the Earth

I was dancing, I was laughing As your bombs dropped all around me As your mediocre world slipped to the sea I was right there, orbiting Your bombs all dropped around me I turned somersaults for new surroundings As your mediocre world slipped to the sea I was dancing, I was laughing I need comedy, I need comforting I need confusing – your arms around me I was always even with the tides Turn me back for no mark and no man Your bombs all dropped around me I turned somersaults for new surroundings As your mediocre world slipped to the sea I was right there – the moon, the king Torn apart for all time under the sun Cloud me down and don’t expect a clearer piece of mind from anyone

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Bad Dreams Alien

I’m bad dreams alien, but I don’t want to bore you – I just want to warn you That it’s colder than Judas in hell and the motorway traffic won’t sound like the ocean, The tyres on the tarmac’s a lullaby breached And the road from the north ends at suicide bridge You know nothing’s going wrong, that my kingdom always comes I’ll be timeless, spiritual, when it makes us miserable No more bad dreams alien I need water, but it’s wine that I order – cos it’s part of the language, I’m kind of sick of the privilege I want to bite off the hand that feeds the same as it holds back Love and hate the arrangements are we slowly for changes? Because it’s colder than Judas in hell and the motorway traffic won’t sound like the ocean, The tyres on the tarmac’s a lullaby breached And the road from the north ends at suicide bridge You know nothing’s going wrong, that my kingdom always comes I’ll be timeless, spiritual, when it makes us miserable No more bad dreams alien I’ve got turnings of phrase, but a beautiful face is worth more than praise – won’t you look my way? Because the empty chair that’s beside me just keeps right on bleeding I said I’ll text in the morning cos I’m fingers and thumbs down and right through with speaking You know nothing’s going wrong, that my kingdom always comes I’ll be timeless, spiritual, when it makes us miserable No more bad dreams alien

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Experiments of One

Here’s the isolation news Hard facts and stone cold truths Bad hair day, new shoes We shop therefore that’s…. That’s the way we like things That’s the way we get things done This is what they’re after This how they want you A 21st Century Employee No experiments of One No experiments of One No experiments of One We live like we’re tourists crossing the road In a foreign city Neutered and docile Brain itch to go A 21st Century Employee One and only true love One and only true God No experiments of One No experiments of One No experiment of…

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Rock and revolver

Without a word, they approve you Without a word, they abuse you Take you to the edge of the world Rock and revolver You’re not like them, I’m one of us Our world’s are small, life isn’t ours But we paint it big, our dreams are vast Haven’t you heard? Kills us but we never get hurt Kills us but we never get hurt Rock and revolver Haven’t you heard? Little boy I knew Took a bottle of sleeping pills up to the moon Went to live with Father Christmas Without a word And we never learned When our fingers were burned To stop playing guitar as the whole of Rome turned to laugh We just walked on our hands Haven’t you heard? Hey aggravation, calm your upstart nation down Hey accusation, charm your uptight nation out You want concern, I have a list But we talk to your hand as you shout with your fists And you charge back the world the difference Rock and revolver What have you lost? No one who counts, just the cost To keep stealing the march on the great unwashed While you’re falling over widows and orphans Rock and revolver Kills us but we never get hurt Kills us but we never get hurt Kills us but we never get hurt Rock and Revolver Hey aggravation, calm your upstart nation down Hey accusation, charm your upstart nation out Rock and revolver

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JODIE’S TRANSIT SHOES

This life so sweetly deserted me all I’m thrown completely, back and facing the wall It’s the bling and the bland and the gunshot and bang It’s just your velvet charms and the harm in your hands

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When Horses were King

I should speak my mind more often it’s better left forgotten what I’m hearing you talking about It’s all been said too often it’s better best forgotten for the cat to drag home with the milkman and the newspaper round It takes the fireworks to make you look at the sky you wonder why I’m asking so loud Look out, a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground But you won’t ever notice it now Things are changing like the turn of the leaves in the Autumn with a cold sun shining, picking up the light on the debris wishing back when horses were king Wishing back when horses were king… If cheap dreams were beggars the streets would be pleading with outstretched arms, craving for alms it’s a cultural Autumn it’s better forgotten that I’d sooner be home with your velvet charms breaking my heart Things are changing like the turn of the leaves in the Autumn with a cold sun shining, picking up the light on the debris wishing back when horses were king Wishing back when horses were king… it takes the fireworks to make you look at the sky you wonder why I’m asking so loud Look out, a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground But you won’t ever notice it now Things are changing like the turn of the leaves in the Autumn with a cold sun shining, picking up the light on the debris wishing back when horses were king Wishing back when horses were king…

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Let it come down

Let it come down let it come down I don’t care, you’re so wrong, I’m so right, I just don’t want to come round I don’t need you to see I don’t see how you do I don’t care if you keep me and feed me, I don’t want to be you She wants to be the perfect daughter first she’s got to learn to walk on water first she’s got to be anything but her So let it come down let it come down I don’t care if it’s wrong, it’s just right if it means I don’t come round We’d need gills to please you we’d need wings to reach you but wax melts like angels fall forming in air when we’re near you They want to see the perfect daughter Little Miss Machine in working order They just want to see anything but her And trying to put the world in order It’s like breathing underwater Now we’re going to stop holding up your ground Let it come down…

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13th at the table

I know You think we’re something I always knew We were something but You’re making it nothing with this I’m all everything and though it was never Our fault that’s nothing to be proud of so what are You sure of now it’s I’m all everything? You know that once upon a time when one of Our kind died they’d bury them at night? well now they just bury Us alive We’re 13th at every table when they look straight through You and I under attack all sides beauty’s exception as the world insults the eyes I don’t care what they’re giving if it was sent from Heaven maybe I just like Our small sad nothing lives You know that once upon a time when one of Our kind died they’d bury them at night? well now they just bury Us alive We’re 13th at every table I’m not as cruel as I’m logical born to export, cynical, optimistic, turning global and original and they never would forgive Me what a wonderful destiny left alone avoiding all bad company You know that once upon a time when one of Our kind died they’d bury them at night? well now they just bury Us alive We’re 13th at every table

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3’24”

3 minutes and 24 seconds is all they’d let me put you through 3 minutes and 24 seconds is all they say the average listener cares to listen to So I’ll make it easy I’ll make it easy 3 minutes and 24 seconds for MTV and radio 3 minutes and 24 seconds to guarantee they talk above you on the breakfast show Well I’ll make it easy I’ll make it easy It’s pop-up for art Straight through the charts After thought and taste and sound It’s head in the clouds Feet on the ground No point raised No questions asked 3 minutes and 24 seconds is all they’d let me put you through 3 minutes and 24 seconds – it doesn’t mean a thing to me but Hell if you want me to I’ll make it easy I’ll make it easy

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Best served cold

Hey aggravation, calm your upstart nation down Hey accusation, charm your uptight nation out Slow down the heartbeat It’s me and no army You’ll know when I’m done You’ll know when I’m done It’s over, dead and gone, And it’s best served cold How soon your enemies have all become my friends Small revenge therapy and short term made amends If that’s all you’ve got Give it your best shot You’ll know when I’m done You’ll know when I’m done It’s over, dead and gone, And it’s best served cold I won’t say I told you so if you don’t say I didn’t warn you I’ll tell you for why and for what, and you’d wish you’d never been born You, slow down the heartbeat I’m what you don’t need You’ll know when I’m done You’ll know when I’m done It’s over, dead and gone, And it’s best served cold

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1,000 Chairs

When in doubt take a step backwards Grow immune to the London brick It’s all something like a passive conception And after five months your soul wants stripped Yeah I know I’ve got something And my fingers are pointing If you think that it’s nonsense Come on over and blind me with ignorance Volunteer for exorcism at once, cos we’re only partly trespassed upon… Sound the attack, as this song decays Keeps me picking up and hoping for days, Volunteer for exorcism at once ‘cos we’re only partly trespassed upon We’re only partly trespassed upon Was I gifted the sentence If I can’t define talent? I could offer up answers I just don’t think it matters 1,000 chairs and not a seat to sit on Yeah, that’s art! But I’m a megaphone heart, an obsession head it’s worn out on my sleeve but it’s tattooed and branded beneath Sound the attack, as this song decays Keeps me picking up and hoping for days, Volunteer for exorcism at once ‘cos we’re only partly trespassed upon We’re only partly trespassed upon How’d you feel as an animal In a controlled slaughter? I’ve tried practicing cannibal And being pointless to order But Jesus who taught you to hate and betray All the beauty you crave, Hell is well on the way Volunteer for exorcism at once ‘cos we’re only partly trespassed upon

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Left Handed Tendencies

I see it, I feel it The sun shining down through the break in the clouds It’s healing, It’s clearing If you ever had faith then please don’t doubt me now If you go down that road You will never ever find a clear path My left handed tendencies rise To scapegoat the empires that last A weakness of heroes The shellshocked, the outcasts, the sheer face careers If seeing’s believing best you turn a blind eye to what falls on deaf ears Blood thunders, I wonder Will you hold tight the reins of the weather we’re under It’s clearing, I hear it A voice singled out and the march of the crowd says “It’s over, it’s over” You’re over… You’re over” You’ll hear it, you’ll fear it The gatecrash, the car crash, the victimless stand I’ll see it, I’ll be it The only time I ever held a Saint’s hand If you go down that road You will never ever find a clear path My left handed tendencies rise To scapegoat the empires that last

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