Limited edition CD version of Liars, Charlatans, Jinxmongers (for voice and accompaniment)
Buying this CD will not only give you a free instant download, but will also get you high quality digital copies of the full album artwork booklet and the unreleased Butcher Bull artwork!
Includes unlimited streaming of Liars, Charlatans, Jinxmongers (for voice and accompaniment)
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Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Includes 2007 album AKUMA/TENSHI, signed flyer for David's 2009 live debut of Liars, Charlatans, Jinxmongers and a limited edition, hand stamped box.
Strictly limited edition!
Includes unlimited streaming of Liars, Charlatans, Jinxmongers (for voice and accompaniment)
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
This is part of a (nearly) gapless album. Feel free to download it as a standalone track, but to hear it in context you know it makes more sense to download the whole thing...
Downloading the full album will also get you high quality digital copies of the full album artwork booklet and the unreleased Butcher Bull artwork!
Better still - buy the cd and feel it!
lyrics
Liar, Charlatan, Jinxmonger (for voice and piano)
Words and music by David Lawrie
There's no point in making a sound.
There's no point in breaking new ground.
All that's left will kill you some more,
Now you know you did this before I came round.
Hold your head up high in the air.
Walk away from all that's unfair.
Break the wrists of those who defy.
Shake your fists at those who will try to be there.
Turn around and look at your crowd.
Take a bow, for this is allowed.
Pick up roses scattered on stage.
Quickly run and exit when it gets too loud.
There's no point in breaking new ground
When I know you chose this before I came round.
Fickle and jealous, and shy, and proud:
Ticklish charlatan tied to the ground,
But no alarms here.
(no alarms here)
One of your threads dipped in wit and charm
Wrapped and tied around my boney arm,
And there's still no siren
Still no siren
Still no silence
Still no violence
Still no piracy
(See) the blue sky turning black
And hear the thunder start to crack.
With rising tide, you hit the shore
And open fire with tools of war,
So aimless bullets start to kill,
And streams of blood will start to spill,
And wash over my questionable faith in you.
Bird song peeping through
The scuffle you brought about.
When the dust clears
Your eye, (your eye, your eye)
Your eyes will be dissatisfied.
Sanctify me by being like a little girl;
By knowing how it all unfurls,
But keep this from me.
My eye (my eye, my eye)
My eyes will drown their sorrows soon.
Separate fact from this mud of lies
As an excuse for not too to despise,
And then dust myself clean.
I cried one last insomnia night,
And I knew it wouldn't be true if I said
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