The Noise Who Runs

THE NOISE WHO RUNS

transporter – ‘all these lines make noises’

All songs composed, recorded and produced by Clemens, Graham & Pickering Album mixed and mastered by Clemens ‘All these lines make noises’ originally released in 2005

AOTN

Today I formed fins
evolved gills
and swam for fish with confidence
not fished for compliments
aggravation waits

Some days I’m predator, I’m tearing flesh, I’m liposuction
Someone opposite and abstract, feathers coating, couldn’t fly but tried the
vanity
inside your snow white teeth

I’m breakdown, I’m breakdown
Make it up to me (make it up for me)
Make it up to me (make it up for me)
Snakes believe in trees of fruitless knowledge
Snakes believe in trees of fruitless knowledge

—–

Keep

I got the message and it hits home
I got the message and it hits home
I got the message and it hits home
I got the message and it hits home

Play – safe, play for keeps
Play – safe, play for keeps

And so you want it back (So you think you want it back)
I thought you had it but you
Play – safe, play for keeps
Play – safe, play for keeps

And so you want it back (So you think you want it back)
Play – safe, saved for keeps
Play – safe, play for keeps
Play – safe, play for keeps
Play – safe, play for keeps
For me

—–

S2 Brute

You’ve been basking in the sun for far too long
I hope it’s cloudy where you are
You’ve been basking in the sun for far too long
I hope it’s cloudy where you are

The beauty of the day is torn apart for me
(I know you are I said you are but what am I?)
The beauty of the day is torn apart

Maybe waving when you’re drowning
Maybe waving when you’re drowning

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Sacrifice for Change

It’s all in the way you sell yourself
it’s all in the way you sell yourself
it’s all in the way you sell yourself
this is the bones of the facts at the crunch

This is the turn of my decade
This is the choice of my age
This is the turn of my decade
This is the bones of the facts at the crunch

Maybe you just want to be be seen
Maybe you just needed to see
Maybe you just want to be loved
Maybe that’s just never enough

It’s all in the way you sell yourself
it’s all in the way you sell yourself
Maybe if I scream then it hurts
this is the bones of the facts at the crunch

I proclaim my resolution
I can make no further contribution
Wage slave, play my face at red tape
red paint this avoidance
Dead air making waves
I’ll be your sacrifice for change, for change, for change

This is the turn of my decade
This is the choice of my age
This is the turn of my decade
This is the choice of my age

It’s all in the way you sell yourself
It’s all in the way you sell yourself
It’s all in the way you sell yourself
This is the bones of the facts

I proclaim my resolution
I can make no further contribution
Wage slave, play my face at red tape
red paint this avoidance
Dead air making waves
I’ll be your sacrifice for change, for change, for change

Maybe you just want to be seen
Maybe you just needed to see
Maybe you just want to be loved
Maybe that’s just never enough

It’s all in the way you sell yourself
It’s all in the way you sell yourself

Maybe I deserve to be heard
Maybe I should price every word
Maybe I should pay for each word
Maybe if I scream then it hurts…

—–

Sound and Picture “R US”

Shakes fists in make up lately
Shines to breathe
Just one of us – Sounds and pictures “R US”
She has been serialised, rounded up
On stereo, in video
But I have been civilized.
Long enough’s enough,
Too much

This is high time
To be half-sized, low life
Here comes everyone
With the line I’ve found

Let the life-sized break you
Let the life-sized waste you
Let the life-sized wear you down
Bless the life-sized

Shakes fists in make up lately
Hard to please
Worn permanent – more terminal
She has been more than fair
For far too long
Too miss me much – Sounds and Pictures “R US”
And I have been civilized
Long enough
I need pick me up
Sounds and Pictures are rough

And this is high time
To be half-sized, low life
Here comes everyone
With the line I’ve found

Let the life-sized make you
Let the life-sized wear you down
Let the life-sized come home, breaking out
Bless the life-sized…

—–

No Logic

So I had one good line that could save everyone
but I forgot it
If living here is loud and clear, I’m falling on deaf ears
where all these crutches gave them wings

And I can see things happening but haven’t the ability
And I can see things happening but haven’t the ability
Eyes down

Swim or sink, eat or be eaten

And I can see things happening but haven’t the ability
And I can see things happening but haven’t the ability
Eyes down

Swim or sink, eat or be eaten

—–

Perfect (everything just)

One heartbeat, we’re one heartbeat
from lunacy, Jesus made KFC
everything’s just perfect

I’m not here to feed the enemy

—–

We can pull this off anytime you like

See me have my way, see me know my place
Moving like a gangster, aiming to be pure
There’s nothing I want more, let nothing else go wrong

My preternatural spine is leading from behind
Me first philosophies, money back and guaranteed to take the brunt
Every sad ass critic down in front

Justify your arrogance, stare the fact down, never built to last
There’s nothing I want more, let nothing else go wrong.

We can pull this off anytime you like, we can pull this off anytime you like, we can pull this off anytime

Some sacrificial air wants to cut my hair off
A plaything for the playlist, I’m blackspot on the blacklist
Let nothing else go wrong, there’s nothing I want more

Marks time as currency, running on a meter,
A prisoner of friends left craving enemies
There’s nothing I want more, let nothing else go wrong

We can pull this off anytime you like, we can pull this off anytime you like, we can pull this off anytime
A guiding hand, a contraband, a worn out plan
Tried to write and rhyme and fit but couldn’t even learn to ride this shit

Got a feeling that I’m all made up and wide open for taking
Got a feeling that I’m all made up and wide open for shaping
Got a feeling I could make this up and no one care’s – I’m speechless
Speak less
Speak less

—–

Suicide by Cop

Don’t get the wrong idea about it
You sold me, I want more
Seems suicide by thought
Suicide by cop what for
I won’t neglect that you’ll go unforgiven like
I need you off my conscience
I don’t need you on my side

I don’t need you on my side
I don’t need you on my side
I don’t need you on my side
I…

Don’t get the wrong idea about it
You sold me I want more
Seems suicide by thought
Write yourself off for the cause

I don’t need you on my side
I don’t need you on my side
I don’t need you on my side
I don’t need you on my side

Start coming clean on what you’ve been
And all the shadows left out here
The hardest line to take
Just suffocate and disappear

I don’t need you, I don’t need you, I don’t need you, I don’t need you…
disappear

—–

Is it twelve?

My attention span is shot
Please repeat just once
Please repeat just once

Criticism’s not a job
Someone cure the song
Heal the mouse that roared

Digital, experimental, noughts and ones as cold potential thaws

Criticism’s not a job
Someone kill the song
Execute for thoughts

My attention span is shot
Please repeat just once
Please repeat just once

Digital, experimental, noughts and ones as cold potential thaws
Digital, experimental, noughts and ones as cold potential thaws
Digital, experimental, noughts and ones
And thanks for your attention

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