1. |
Built This Church
03:35
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A queer smell hangs around the house tonight
Embers lie cold in the grate
I call your name, my own voice replies
A silence like that cannot lie
Once we were one and we’ll be one again
In this life because there is no next
You made me yours and now I’ll make you mine
I was water you made me wine
So I built this church from your bones
And I worship there every day
And this cloak I’m in
I sewed from your skin
And your flesh I made my own
Love on love you shovelled love on love
Love on love and love again
You fanned the flames that burn me up
You made me come and come again
I loved you like a Christian loves his god
Except that you were real
There’s nothing in this world that you can’t see
Or touch or taste or feel
So I built this church from your bones
And I worship there every day
And this cloak I’m in
I sewed from your skin
And your flesh I made my own
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2. |
Love Is Like a Cold War
02:42
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Our love is like a cold war
I’m an eagle, you’re a bear
You’re flying above mountains
You’re getting in my hair
Our love is like a cold war
You’re an eagle, I’m a bear
I’m flying over mountains
I’m in the woods somewhere
If your love’s a cold war
Draw your chair up to the hearth
Kick off your boots and feel the warmth
If your love’s a cold cold war
I’m a friend of midnight
And I’m a friend of day
I’m comfortable in darkness
I’m sunshine all the way
You’re a friend of midnight
And you’re a friend of day
I could meet you halfway
But I don’t work that way
If your love’s a cold war
Draw your chair up to the hearth
Kick off your boots and feel the warmth
If your love’s a cold cold war
Our love is like a cold war
I’m the east and you’re the west
You’re a happy peasant dancing
You’re an uninvited guest
Our love is like a cold war
You’re the east and I’m the west
I’ll climb the wall between us
I’ll build you a nest
If your love’s a cold war
Draw your chair up to the hearth
Kick off your boots and feel the warmth
If your love’s a cold cold war
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3. |
Bury Me Tomorrow
05:41
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You buried me alive on the beach when we were five
You patted down the sand with your smooth innocent hands
You left me there to burn as you splashed among the shallows
My head could barely turn but I could see your sunshine halo
I knew I could escape but I liked to be your prisoner
I knew right from the start you had captured my heart
Then when we were twelve you met Tom, he was thirteen
He took you to the woods where he thought you’d not be seen
I followed you on down past the stream and through the trees
You looked me in the eye as he knelt between your knees
Sarah, won’t you come live in this house that I built for you
Give yourself to me and I will still love you tomorrow
When we were sixteen the world left us alone together
Our ties they bind us tight, blood is stronger than the weather
She liked to keep me bound as she took her long slow pleasure
She’d leave me there to burn but I learned to love my tethers
Sister Sarah, won’t you come live in this house that I built for you
Give yourself to me and I will still love you tomorrow
Give yourself to me and you can bury me tomorrow
You took yourself to town dressed up in your Sunday best
And when you did return I saw grass stains on you dress
I took up the axe I use for chopping wood and killing chickens
I swung it violently and watched your blood slowly thicken
I placed you in a grave in the woods and climbed beside you
I pulled the earth over my face and thus died in your embrace
I pulled the earth over my face and thus died in your embrace
Sister Sarah, won’t you come live in this house that I built for you
Give yourself to me and I will still love you tomorrow
Give yourself to me and you can bury me tomorrow
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4. |
Last Train
03:02
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I saw you in the street last night
I hadn’t seen you for a while
You looked straight through me
I still smiled but inside
I died
Your photograph takes pride of place
Up high upon my mantelpiece
You look so cool in black and white
Like time stood still I wish it had
That night
Dust settles on the picture frame and
White turns to yellow coffee stain and
I’m on the platform with you
Waiting for the last train
You left me before I could say
The things I store inside my heart
I keep them there I talk to you
Up high upon my mantelpiece
You’re still there
Not going anywhere
Dust settles on the picture frame and
White turns to yellow coffee stain and
I’m on the platform with you
Waiting for the last train
I’m on the platform with you
Waiting for the last train
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5. |
I Saw You
01:57
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I saw you walking by the river
I saw you walking by the stream
I saw you walking through a field of flowers
And I saw you walking in my dreams
I saw you sleeping in the station
I saw you sleeping in the zoo
I saw you sleeping in a black bin liner
And I wanted to climb in there with you
I saw you drowning in the ocean
I saw you drowning in a bucket of beer
I saw you drowning in your laughter
I saw you drowning in my tears
I saw you kissing other women
I saw you kissing other guys
I saw you kissing my baby sister
And I saw you with your head between her thighs
I saw you drowning in the ocean
I saw you drowning in a bucket of beer
I saw you drowning in your laughter
I saw you drowning in my tears
I saw you walking
I saw you walking
I saw you walking by the stream
I saw you walking
I saw you walking
I saw you walking in my dreams
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Anne dear, you were my first
But you were not my last
For from you I kept no souvenir
Not the blood that you spilled
On the clothes that I burned
Or the dance shoes that you held so dear
I was named after saints but I won’t feel the pain
Of the cross, just the rope on my neck
It scratched and it burned
As I twisted and turned
And your face came to me one last time
Mrs Marion Watt
I despatched with one shot
That was business not pleasure for me
But young Vivienne you warmed
To my worldly charm
And took your last leave gracefully
I was named after saints but I won’t feel the pain
Of the cross, just the rope on my neck
It scratched and it burned
As I twisted and turned
And your face came to me one last time
Sergeant Muncie you came
With your dark hints of blame
But for you I’m too clever by half
Glasgow trembled indoors
As I took down four more
But good Muncie you had the last laugh
Yes my heart is black
Tell the devil to stack
More coals on his fire for me
Fifty years to the day
Since they sent me to sway
But my name still lives in memory
I was named after saints but I won’t feel the pain
Of the cross, just the rope on my neck
It scratched and it burned
As I twisted and turned
And your face came to me one last time
Anne dear, you were my first
But you were not my last
For from you I kept no souvenir
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Take me for a long long walk and throw a stick for me
Feed me scraps from your table and I will be happy
I’m a dog and I would like to lay upon your bed
I’ll sit by your grave for years long after I am dead
Chain me to an outbuilding and leave me in the snow
Kick me, beat and mistreat me but my love will grow
I’m a dog and I would like to lay upon your bed
I’ll sit by your grave for years long after I am dead
I’m a dog and I would like to lay upon your bed
I’ll sit by your grave for years long after I am dead
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You know the place where the silver birch grow
There my lover sleeps in a blanket of snow
Soon I shall slip ‘neath that blanket with you
My lips on your lips, I whisper to you:
Hold me while I’m growing cold
With a knife in my hand and steel in my heart
I caused my poor love this world to depart
I followed you to where the dark waters flow
And vigilant pike guard the bodies below
I watched as you crushed her against weeping tree
Your lips on her lips, I imagined twas me
I touched myself as she came
Whispering my lover’s name
With a knife in my hand and steel in my heart
I caused my poor love this world to depart
With a knife in my hand and steel in my heart
I laid my love low where the silver birch grow
You lay with another now you’ll lay with me
Some ill-starrèd lovers are parted, but we
Shall share our dark bed til the worms have their way
And turn us to earth, as I turn to say:
Hold me while I’m growing cold
I’ll hold your bones while you grow old
With a knife in my hand and steel in my heart
I cleaved my pale breast and this world did depart
With a knife in my hand and steel in my heart
I laid myself low where the silver birch grow
I laid myself low where the silver birch grow
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9. |
St Lucie's Day
03:13
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Come St Lucie’s Day
There’s a conference of crows
And the rats in barn
Hold a square dance below
Lay down your tools
Turn the stock down to low
There’s a place to forget
Yourself that I know
You leave your liver in a jar by the door
Hang your face on a peg
With the chainmail you wore
Sink one for St Lucie’s Day,
The year’s midnight and me
Sink one for St Lucie’s Day,
The year’s midnight and me
Study me well you who shall lovers be
Draw your chair close, hear my tale of misery
For my love is lost and these dead souls seem to laugh
Compared with me who am their epitaph
You leave your liver in the jar by the door
Hang your face on the peg
With the chainmail you wore
Sink one for St Lucie’s Day,
The year’s midnight and me
Sink one for St Lucie’s Day,
The year’s midnight and me
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10. |
Theme from 'The Dirt'
02:09
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11. |
Flowers
04:07
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I watched
You walk
Through the rain
Sun came
You said
There could
Never be
Something
Between you and me
we’ll see
There is nothing between us
But six feet of earth
Flowers surround you
And I, I know my worth
Flowers surround you
And I, I know my worth
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THE DIRT Glasgow
THE DIRT are a gothic country three-piece based in Glasgow, Scotland.
“Scotland's
finest purveyors of gothic country gloom.”
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“Bury Me Tomorrow is a gloomy triumph of underground folk and country music that is a must listen.”
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