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Curable Romantic

by Lawnmaster

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1.
Semi-Underground 03:26
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There’s fifteen bucks on the door Buy yourself a drink and make it last Try hard to meet nobody’s eye Make your way 'cross the floor And all the weight you used to carry round Is lifted by the press of bodies Here we go We’re semi underground It's almost so We’re semi underground It's all we know We're not quite under Nobody knows what we do Or understands it - least of all ourselves Close friends and perfect strangers We’ve got these knots to undo Some place where they’re too hard to recall And too loud to talk about it It’s all ours It’s semi underground For at least three hours We’re semi underground Baby don’t send flowers We’re not quite under There’s just five bucks on the door Thursday night and no one but the dead Walks in from late night shopping Take one last chance to ignore All the complications that you made From all your big ambitions So let’s get down We’re semi underground Go to town We’re semi underground The latest sound From halfway under
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Good Day 03:53
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It’s a good day For a looming catastrophe A good day To crash into the sun or similar No way That we’re doing what has to be done Freak out and carry on Pigs are roosting in the trees Rats are running up the anchor rope Dogs they howl in sympathy No one ever had a fucking hope The wailing of the sirens nobody hears Cos they’re sleeping with their headphones on Good day For a looming catastrophe Good day To crash into the sun or similar No way That we’re doing what has to be done Freak out and carry on Gather all your things somehow And stumble as you throw them in the boat The water at your ankles now Tomorrow will be reaching for your throat No one read the posters when they went up No one’s gonna read them now The hostess fills your tulip glass The movie touch screen occupies your thoughts The devil’s up in business class Thumbing through his quarterly reports Good day For a looming catastrophe Good day To crash into the sun No way That we’re doing what has to be done To paraphrase your stupid coffee cup Freak out and carry on
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Queen of Karori 03:37
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She drives past the mall on her way to the city She don’t rate the girls at the local salon Drives past the school where she spent every afternoon waiting And mornings she’d sit by the gate until they were gone She’s got a tiny white dog it cost her a fortune Barks at her friends and shits on the floor at the vet (There's no end, there's no end to indignity) She’s got a pink yoga mat in the back of her Audi (But it's gonna get better) Helps take her mind off the need for a cigarette It’s such a strange career The Queen Of Karori Getting by on half of everything She’ll never shed a tear Or tell the whole story She likes to go out but she still wears the ring She’s a perfect 10 In the picture on the dresser Bottle of booze and a faraway look in her eye All the sad young men She permitted to undress her Now they’re just friend requests she’s too polite to deny It’s such a strange career The Queen Of Karori Getting by on half of everything She’ll never shed a tear Or tell the whole story She likes to go out but she still wears the ring She wonders what’s wrong with John and Rebecca She takes her to lunch but she just stares at her phone She mentions her lawyer, says nobody’s better Gives her the number and drives home alone
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Silent Partner 03:37
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Take it easy Easier than it’s been up to now She’s not ready to believe you Don’t feel helpless Put your shoulder, shoulder to the plough And clear a space enough to see through Love’s not all you need You can ask for the moon But the moon’s just a state of mind Don’t go under Don’t say nothing when it’s everything It’s 13 years of treading water Your silent partner I can’t supervise your suffering Or surrender to the natural order Love’s not all you need You can ask for the moon But the moon’s just a state of mind Keeping yourself to yourself is OK Don’t try to hide or decide to just wave it away Faith in the kindness of strangers will bury us all Take the call, anyway Love’s not all you need You can ask for the moon But the moon isn’t what you lack There’s no guarantee When you open your heart To a heart that won’t open back
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Crawl Again 04:03
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Sun coming up Motorway slows to a crawl Dogs in the park hear the call Of sleepwalking owners Sun going down Can’t see the trees for the trees Can’t see you down on your knees With no God to pray to To sway you Or allay you of your fears No one walks and then crawls again On to the end Right to the end No one thinks that they’ll fall again On to the end Break never bend Don’t you go mending your ways Birds in the trees Shoot the breeze They’re counting up numbers Voice on the wire Asks where everyone’s gone Everyone’s gone? Lights on the strip Burger joints open til 2 Out on a bender to view The dance of electrons Stars going out All of our numberless sins Leave us to twist in the wind And pray for forgetting Sweet forgetting What a setting for the end
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Submarine 04:43
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I need you like a fish needs a submarine I need you like a broke cigarette machine If wanting’s enough then wanting’s not tough I need you like a tall glass of kerosene I need you I don’t need you Don’t quit now on me baby Don’t fall back under that sway Don’t jeopardise his rehabilitation Or take his punishment away Like the tide going out I’m accustomed to waiting Waiting til you come back in Like nothing ever happened Just a little damage But not beyond repair Not beyond repair The strip clubs on the corner And the Chinese restaurant The children of an older God In rows of white Toyotas To take you anywhere you want Like the tide going out All the driftwood and plastic Is waiting for the moon to rise And summon up the ocean Take them back into the ocean Again
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Psychotic Boyfriend 04:05
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Saw you at the supermarket checkout Monday Catching up on Shortland Street and Project Runway I was buying cans to see me through the earthquake You were buying beer and seven pounds of beefsteak Oh no in at the deep end You and your psychotic boyfriend He’s a guy in anybody’s situation He’s a man of intermittent inspiration Smokes a cigarette and watches television For 11 hours in the same position Oh no in at the deep end You and your psychotic boyfriend You believe in what you will No one will be happy til All the lonely people Are locked up and they throw away the key I guess you have to hang around with someone I guess you need somebody riding shotgun Better get your thoughts together while you’re able There’s a bread knife lying on the kitchen table Burn that candle at both ends You and your psychotic boyfriend
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I Don't Write the Songs 03:26
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I could never do what other people do I could never have that power over you Playing it cool is cool for cool kids Keeping your options open Baby our cool is broke and busted We need more than a record to put our hope in I don’t write the songs That seem to entrance you I don’t write the songs They’re too slow to dance to I don’t write the songs Making you feel this way The history of us is never gonna rhyme I won’t spill the beans three minutes at a time Everyone’s big on true confessions I never want to go there Might as well stick with first impressions Not a trail of breadcrumbs that leads you nowhere I don’t write the songs That get where your head’s at I don’t write the songs Someone else does that I don’t write the songs Making you feel OK Sad pretty girls with boyfriend issues Killing the vibe at parties You drift away and I start to miss you Have another drink and put on some Cardi I don’t write the songs I like the fast ones I don’t write the songs Not like the last one I don’t write the songs Stealing your heart away I don’t write the songs I’m just a phoney I don’t write the songs Do I look like Joni? I don’t write the songs Making you feel this way
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Mystery Date 03:50
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I’m so tired of mystery Tell me what you’re thinking It all comes out eventually Pretty certain I’ll recover Please take off the armour I’ve been Trying to find a chink in Can’t do any harm to try Heaven knows what we’ll discover I don’t want to catalogue Some youthful indiscretion I don’t want a future dogged By truth and reconciliation I just want to know you when you Look in my direction Me as homo sapien You as something alien and free You can keep that shit to yourself All you need is somebody else You’re my mystery date My mystery date My mystery date Not my mystery I don’t want to hang around And wait for some post-mortem Get the gruesome details down Promises are all forgotten Don’t stay in your summer place And dawdle til the autumn Wearing out your poker face Sinking to the bottom of the sea We could have a much better time If I was not reading your mind
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Splendid Isolation 04:24
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Leave me on the shelf Among my anthologies of science fiction Japanese tea And my four poster bed Leave me to myself There’s no cure for this terminal affliction Nobody else Needs to live in my head Splendid isolation Splendid isolation Splendid isolation Suits me fine Down the corner store Everything’s past the date of expiration Don’t wanna walk Any further than that Going hard’s a bore Going home is a permanent temptation To water the plants Check the mail, feed the cat I’ve got a Rega Planar I’ve got a Neumann microphone I’ve got a hotel bathrobe And a pale yellow rotary telephone Just leave me in Splendid isolation Splendid isolation Splendid isolation Suits me fine Since you went away There is no change in my general disposition I had a world That was waiting for me Songs come every day I don’t need you to provide the ammunition I’m eating fine Paleo, gluten free I’ve got my old New Yorkers I’ve got the works of Raymond Jones I’ve got my Call of Duty And a pale yellow rotary telephone Just a functioning yellow rotary telephone Please don’t call on my rotary telephone Just leave me in Splendid isolation Splendid isolation Splendid isolation Without you
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Come Closer to Me 04:08
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Shotgun honeymoon Hotel shoulder season They’re closing the pool On the promenade There’s been talk about returning to town Shut that mini bar Put your walking shoes on Step out in the rain All these strategies Need their subtleties exposed to the air Come closer to me Hold me steadier Come closer to me Come closer and see I’m not ready to give in Come closer to me Watch the smoke go up From the starter’s gun All excuses gone Except for one Everybody’s scared Into being something They don’t recognise They waste their lives upon The perfection of A see-through disguise Come closer to me Hold me steadier Come closer to me Come closer and see I’m not ready to give in Come closer to me
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Battles 03:45
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Walls start to shake and the windows all rattle The needle’s dropping like a stone Why must your heart fight the loneliest battles To keep from being left alone? Maybe you had it coming Maybe you missed the call Maybe you’re in the running after all Team Lonely Hearts needs you back in the saddle They can recognise their own No one could blame you for this hesitation To throw yourself back in the fray We’re not getting over our own limitations There’s far too many in the way Maybe you’re realistic Maybe I’ve got this wrong And I’m too optimistic and the odds are far too long Sound the retreat or go into the valley We’re gonna find out either way Maybe we’re undecided Maybe the sky is blue Maybe there’s still enough love we can fall right back into Times running out and it’s all desperation Team Lonely Hearts depends on you

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Lawnmaster's fourth album continues in the same vein as the last three only we're trying harder we promise.

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released May 17, 2022

Bass: Allan Street
Drums/Keys: John McDonald
Vocals/Guitars/Songs: Ken Double
Guitars: Peter Velvin

Recorded and mixed at The Surgery by Lee Prebble
Mastered by Mike Gibson at Munki
Cover by Anton Hart

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Lawnmaster are a guitar pop band from Wellington. They're not famous.

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