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Passive Aggressive EP

by John Bovey

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Writing songs Living and loving Like casting spells I'm throwing dice But lucks got nothing on me Arranging the perfect conditions For breeding For cultivating The tainted seed of your ideas Funny how we think alike (That's 'cos I told you what to think) Funny how I have these ideas Popping in my head Passive aggressive Passive Aggressive You got what you wanted Passive aggressive man Up in your head I'm fucking up your programming Up in your box Decking your halls With my belongings With pictures that I painted Think you can do better? Go ahead and do better Passive aggressive Passive Aggressive You got what you wanted Passive aggressive man I didn't do nothin' Just made a few arrangements (Passive aggressive man) It's not voodoo It was already inside you (Passive aggressive man) Living, loving, loathing, casting Spells of joy and happy endings You're always casting spells Passive aggressive man
2.
Boatyard 03:08
On mornings like this I'm glad I knew her All the masts shrouded in mist Remind me of Julia How one day soaked in sudden rain Her nipples stood out Like moles in a whack-a-mole game At the boatyard It's dark out but I'm not blue Sad and happy to look at the past Lovingly and playfully We broke in me and Julia We broke in and we rowed to the island The rain came down Our shirts went see-through We fell about and Let go of the pain If you don't know what I'm talking about How are you supposed to sing along? Just a boatyard to the layman But we changed all that We broke in We broke in me and Julia We broke in and we rowed to the island The rain came down hard Our clothes went see-through We fell about and Let go of the pain Julia became The catch of the day.
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I had a beer It was not a very nice beer But a beer is still a beer Crowds - walking, waiting, stepping out I used to think I knew best - better even I wore a T-shirt with a beaver and a quiff And if I never really did those things Did I ever exist? Feel I'm changing, I'm transforming I'm standing in a doorway leaning and threatening Standing in a door blocking you Stopping you from leaving Is growing up just growing old? Is staying here just rolling over? I'm getting up and going out You're not changing You're just swallowing time You're not raising hell You're toeing the line (Can you help me?) I can help you figure it out You're not changing Just remembering how it used to be Softly, softly A change is coming over me In living a lie You're letting in a little poison When you let go a piece of your soul You're letting go a piece of your whole See your reflection in a broken glass You're hard and round like a cue-ball Stone-man So white and so small
4.
You wish you were more like me On holiday You can see it in my lazy eyes I'm on holiday But it's OK We're all just standing Waiting for a train (Are you going anywhere nice?) Just the usual places Except I'll be wearing sun glasses Looking down on all the suckers Working for their dream It don't take no ticket to get there It don't take no ticket to get there Right now in the comfort of my own living room I'm on holiday You wouldn't think by looking at me I'm on my way to work I get up when I want Take a long lunch break Then I'm finished for the day It don't take no ticket to get there It don't take no ticket to get there With a skip in my step and sunshine in my bowl It don't take no ticket to get there (Are you going anywhere nice this year?) Just the usual places Except I'll be smiling and Looking down on all the suckers Working for their dream I'm on holiday I've gone away But you're still here Why are you smiling? You won't catch me Muttering and swearing Under my breath Falling out with my neighbours There's nothing doing.
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Jamaica 02:56
Are we going to Jamaica? When will be the next adventure? Are you saying that you'll never Come to my house in the summer? It would be a shame if ever Things were said that stayed forever Like a piece of fossil amber Shining, holding secret stories Marching on through stinking marshes Ever scared of sinking feelings Dark receeding muddy waters Fast becoming new horizons Hold my hand so I don't falter I am not the one you're after I am just a story-teller I cannot be held to reason I will do the divination Leaving you to listen closely For the thunder

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released May 14, 2015

Music and lyrics by Tim Brown and Alex Tinlin.

All tracks performed by John Bovey.

Produced by Alex Tinlin.

Recorded at Tinlin Towers, Buckinghamshire, UK.

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