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Castles Of England

by Beautys Field

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1.
Castles Of England 04:01
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Jammy dodgers and a Jaffa cake, wagon wheels on a broken plate A little money and a fast car, common sense, won’t get you far Signing on when the factory closes, sweeping floors and charity roses Castles of England, behind the privet hedge Curtains are twitching, we're plotting in our sheds Behind the moat of the garden hose We're venting spleens on your prying nose Getting hold of public money, serve the poor you know that’s funny Prophets crying with the pickets flying Going camping with the miners striking There's no sin like getting old, stay in line you're being, told Castles of England, behind the privet hedge Curtains are twitching, we're plotting in our sheds Behind the moat of the garden hose We're venting spleens on your prying nose When the queues are all wrong, what do you say after you say hello You will shake your head, roll your eyes, tut and sigh Say you're mystified Castles of England, behind the privet hedge Curtains are twitching, we're plotting in our sheds Behind the moat of the garden hose We're venting spleens On your prying nose Castles of England, behind the privet hedge Curtains are twitching, we're plotting in our sheds Behind the moat of the garden hose We're venting spleens on your prying nose
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You Pulled The Rug 04:19
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We come to order a longing that can't wait Your greedy fingers they smother and they violate Kiss until we’re sore, tooth nail and claw We cry and beg for more, we're naked to the core You pulled the rug, from under my feet You pulled the wool, from over my eyes From over my eyes, from over my eyes Sweating at the hips, there's silence on our lips Stranded and I'm floored, your the vice I’ve been waiting for Now the cupboards bare of the words that count You applied the spell, no more fences they've been felled You pulled the rug, from under my feet You pulled the wool, from over my eyes From over my eyes, from over my eyes Remind me of your grip, remind me of your lips Remind me of your grip, remind me of your lips You pulled the rug from under my feet You pulled the wool from over my eyes From over my eyes, from over my eyes
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She Stoops To Conquer 03:37
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Friday night, annoyed by tannoys Flat tyres and seagull cries Where brief encounters are denied Strangers on a western platform A trench coat and your tights are torn Where brief encounters are the norm You're writing my life you say Roll your eyes and then parade Brief encounters all the rage And on a wooden bench, where the birds descend She stoops to conquer, she stoops to conquer And though I see her light, I'm blind I'm writing you're life in spades Trainers ache, your hairs unmade Where brief encounters come to aid Interviews and boots and ties A golden head with golden eyes A brief encounter, school our lives Friday night where rules abound Friday night with drunken sounds Brief encounters all around And on a wooden bench, where the birds descend She stoops to conquer, she stoops to conquer And though I see her light, I'm blind And on a wooden bench, where the birds descend She stoops to conquer, she stoops to conquer And though I see her light, I'm blind
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Patience Is Bitter 03:57
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Our story, much like others Spun from gold and boredoms hold I had a dream whilst claiming dole The same old joke that Caesar told Patience, patience, is bitter, is bitter Patience, patience, is bitter, oh yeah But the fruit, the fruit is sweet, my love I dip my toes into your malady I lift my woes with human parody Be frightened, do as you're told How dare you think, high falutin goals Patience, patience, is bitter, is bitter Patience, patience, is bitter, oh yeah But the fruit, the fruit is sweet, my love It happens all the time, teaches and reminds And frequently blinds Patience, patience, is bitter, is bitter Patience, patience, is bitter, is bitter Patience, patience, is bitter, oh yeah Patience, patience, is bitter, oh yeah
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Waiting For Your Trust 04:33
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You want to drive us to your promised land But we don’t want to go there, we’re too dumb to understand No more goon squads, no more breaking knees There are easier ways, you get the same results as these Your shoes are perfect, hair is middle brow You want an end to conflict, while you’re burning holy cows Will it ever bloody come, will it ever bloody come Close encounters, hemmed in cheek by jowl Better hold your noses, we ain’t pretty like the roses You’re comprehensive with your shibboleths We walk into the past, and pour our heads into a cast Close encounters, waiting for your trust Donating toe to toe, from the dawn until the dusk Will it ever bloody come, will it ever bloody come Waiting for your trust, waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust, waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust, waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust, waiting for your trust Waiting for your trust
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In The Land Of The Blind 03:46
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You may laugh and shout Hide your worries and the doubts Play the bloody fool Traipsing through this world, strange in so many ways You may laugh and cry Lose your worries getting high Play the bloody fool Working til you break, full of errors hard to take In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king The one eyed man is king King You may hum and dance Pay a ransom for your chance Play the bloody fool Curse this world and say, sweep the liars out my way You may laugh and sigh Hide your worries with a smile Bend the bloody rules Curse this world and cry, I’ll kick the bucket when I die In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king The one eyed man is king King In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king The one eyed man is king, the one eyed man is king King
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Don't Need No Sermon 04:13
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And when the clock hits five and the bosses say We gotta keep on track, there are bills to pay And when the landlord says, it’s closing time I’ll have another one, it’s to ease my mind And when the doctor says, for heavens sake Go on and take the pill, it’s to ease your heartache Don't need no sermon, giving me pain I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed Don't need no sermon, giving me blame I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed And would your mothers be pleased to hear About the empty cots and barren years And would your fathers be pleased to see All your aching backs and creaking knees Or would they rather be drinking tea And having cosy chats in front of the telly Don't need no sermon, giving me pain I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed Don't need no sermon, giving me blame I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed And all the hours you work, and all the hours you work Don't need no sermon, giving me pain I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed Don't need no sermon, giving me blame I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed Don't need no sermon, giving me pain I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t ashamed
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Lovers Lost & Lovers Found 02:46
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Not as simple as a child's puzzle Just as wide as the average puddle Not as deep as a shallow sea Not as thick as a potted history Lovers lost and lovers found, disappointments by the pound Lovers lost and lovers found, disappointments by the pound Modern loving ain’t meant to be, lots of tea and sympathy A common face with a common size Healthy living for the healthy prize Regrets too many to say Empty hours for the empty days Lovers lost and lovers found, disappointments by the pound Lovers lost and lovers found, disappointments by the pound Modern loving ain’t meant to be, lots of tea and sympathy A common life, we’re rolling the dice A common life, we’re rolling the dice Lovers lost and lovers found, disappointments by the pound Lovers lost and lovers found, disappointments by the pound Modern loving ain’t meant to be, lots of tea and sympathy
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From Darkness Into Light 04:09
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One day down the path I stumble and fall The labyrinth of life the darkness of the soul The river of peace is on the high road I travelled with waifs and strays, we were born too soon Unready unmade to meet the world Unready, unmade, uncouth, untold Our rites of passage have turned to lies Shallow images burned into our eyes Churned into our lives, scorned, denied From darkness to the light, from darkness to the light From darkness to the light, into the light I got up from the floor and dusted down Too many questions to be tilled, answers to be filled From the tomb of the womb to the womb of the tomb The river of peace it carries on It's healing waters will make you strong Make you strong, make you belong From darkness to the light, from darkness to the light From darkness to the light, from darkness to the light Into the light
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The Sweet LIfe 03:26
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Sweet life of great oblivions An alcoholic oracle helps you through the night Sweet life when headaches dawn Remove this burning thorn from my aching side Sweet life, we’re feigning nonchalance We’re playing cameos besides the central role Sweet life where boredom drags and looms Where empty rooms of old make you feel the cold Cold, so cold, cold, so cold, cold Sweet life, I know where it belongs In morning songs from birds & gentle rustle of leaves Sweet life, I know where it resides In gentle strokes and thighs, from your loving eyes Eyes, loving eyes, eyes, loving eyes, eyes

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released December 24, 2023

Vocals and guitars : Simon Charles Cochrane
Bass guitar and Drums : Mike Latto

Recorded in England, UK
Echo Room Recordings - Poole – Dorset – August 2020
engineer : Jack Feilden-Irving
Bink Bonk studio - Bristol - April 2021
engineer : Mat Sampson
extra guitar & vocals recorded on the Birds Estate, Chipping Sodbury - 2021

Written, Produced & Mixed by S C Cochrane

Mastered by Mat Sampson at Bink Bonk

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