The failed skate-punk dream of the move up North contributed to by my own propensity for mid-tempo navel gazing. Love hearing Danny Gee sing this one to me outside the Koko.
lyrics
SPLITTING THE BILL
Speed isn’t everything. Need isn’t anything.
Psychedelia fickle up my mind.
Tell me I wanna quit. Tell me that it ain’t shit.
Leaving my body way behind.
In my shrine shrine, to the double time.
The years climb, and you’ll never find.
Me, I disappear to where the sun don’t shine.
Long live the physical. The secret and bibical.
Good religion frightening my door.
Walked out of Lancashire, back to the Southern leer.
You must be ready to be poor.
In your shrine shrine, to the double time.
The years climb and you’ll never find.
Me, I disappear to where the sun don’t shine.
I wanna be with people, but don’t wanna be like people.
Not, to dismiss their speedy fussy ways.
No want to recite my two times table.
My count’s encumbered, slumbered.
And these sheep, they jump in numbers.
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