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On the Surface

by Tom Loffill

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1.
Glue 03:10
Glue glue glue ahhhh glue glue glue
2.
I have rarely seen, Such a beautiful night, There has never been, such moonlight It's a new dance craze, that's going around On the other side of nothing I'm a lonely soul, As of old, Beauty sores, Gin and whores It's a new dance craze, that's going around, On the other side of nothing Put your hands, On your hips, Move them around, Just like this, Put your hands, In the air, And wave them around
3.
Acpo 04:26
We're the blood running through your veins A.C.P.O. We're the wind blowing through your hair A.C.P.O. We're the grass growing 'neath your feet A.C.P.O. And the dreams coming in your sleep A.C.P.O. In your sleep, in your dreams Hold the one you love so close, I'm so in love, Behind the eyes, between the legs, I'm dead in love, Now comes the mystery, A.C.P.O. Most natural painkiller baby uh-hu, In love in love We're the blood running through your veins A.C.P.O. We're the wind blowing through your hair A.C.P.O. We're the grass growing 'neath your feet A.C.P.O. And the dreams coming in your sleep A.C.P.O. The man who invented it doesn't want it, The man who bought it doesn't need it, The man who needs it doesn't know it A.C.P.O.
4.
Pink cheeked and rosy, Pretty misses in finery, In luxurious quarters, Scratch and claw themselves to sleep A ten mouth electron, A ten mouthed monster's son, A ten mouth electron. Grey swarming oceans, Raging leviathans, Great surging krakens, Swallow you in your sleep at night A ten mouth electron, A ten mouthed monster's son, A ten mouth electron. The boy that you are seeing is a bore Oh baby I saw him come around here once before Oh baby The boy that you are seeing is a bore Your boredom will endure Centuries or more Last time I saw you Seemed we had come undone Pink cheeked and rosy Just what is eating us? A ten mouth electron, A ten mouthed monster's son, A ten mouth electron.
5.
The sheets have known too much of your flesh Laid out on the bed like a new suit The eternal boredom of infinite desire Dreams swarm out across the vacant expanse There are no shops in hell The expense the expense There are no shops in hell 254, 254, 254 Bethnal Green
6.
I made the leap into the big time I blaze above it I live a life without the edges on it Everything is merging into everything else It's like the girls in purple lipstick Come up to you in the street Smile their tormented smiles and say "hi" They say "hey" They say "hi" They say "hey" But that's all on the surface and there's nothing underneath That's all on the surface there must be something underneath All of these cheekbones collapsing round about me All of these haircuts that fill up the void Everybody loves the skin that leaves not a trace Of the injections directly into the face Say "hi" Say "hey" Say "hi" Say "hey" But that's all on the surface and there's nothing underneath That's all on the surface there must be something underneath Women behaving like bowls of fruit Floating on the ether Men behaving like butcher's meat Hanging in the window If you were hoping for something more If you were waiting for the knock on the door that says... I made the leap into the big time etc.....
7.
Feed me with a runny spoon And I won't need my spine Under the underneath trees With monkey wine The dogs turn into bugs And kneel and crow The bugs begin to eat the sun And then the terror grows and grows Oh lunch is great In the Luncheon State Pure alcohol And wide trembling hands That shrink and grow and shrink and grow and shrink as night draws in Hoping that your magic Will rub off on me (I'm hoping) Rotting underneath this turban Imperceptibly (I'm rotting) Lend that fire a fire Haul the coals across the coals (I'm burning) And let them know the shape of fear Let them know the shape of fear Oh lunch is great In the Luncheon State Pure alcohol And wide trembling hands That shrink and grow and shrink and grow and shrink as night is drawing in We were unprepared Crawling on our backs Couldn't even stand The night is drawing in Pure alcohol Limp little girl Couldn't even stand The night is drawing in Bugs eat the sun And the terror grows Couldn't even stand The night is drawing in And lunch was great Yes lunch was great In the Luncheon State Night is drawing in We can never go back to where we've been (To the Luncheon State)
8.
Big, big and weird Mighty big, big and weird Like the moon When its near The music screams and she gets big Big and weird Face turning green See her face is turning green Inbetween Her bulbous ears Lighted eyes light the way to big and weird Dein groses gezicht ist wie ein monde deen ich kussen kahn Dein groses gexicht ist wie ein monde deen ich halten kahn Big,big and weird Mighty big, big and weird Like your face When its near The music stops and she gets big Big and weird
9.
New Year 02:19
If the new year doesn't come If the life you'd hoped for has gone And turned to shrivelled dust Even dust does what it must Even dust must bite the dust If your body is riddled with doubt If your mind is turned inside out Waiting for the new year to break Bones twist and yearn and ache All for the new year's sake It's not the sands of time It's not the hands of time that quake These bones of mine await the breaking of the new year But the new year doesn't come And the life I'd hoped for has gone And turned to shrivelled dust Even dust does what it must Even dust must bite the dust
10.
Leaving 04:25
I'm leaving I'm walking Around on The pavement To hold out A hope for The future To hold out hope for science I'm walking I'm moving In stately Seclusion I lost the Ability To be silent I don't know how to be silent I'm leaving I'm lifting Both feet off The pavement To hold out A hope for The future To hold out hope for science My legs are moving independent of my body Kicking like a turtle on its back The sun is out is warm I'm radiating waves I'm radiating waves Floating above myself I'm leaving my body I'm leaving my body I'm leaving my body..... I'm leaving my body to science I'm leaving my body to silence
11.

credits

released December 3, 2012

All songs written, recorded and mixed by Tom Loffill.

Except track 11: Trad. arrangement by Tom Loffill.

Recorded at Commercial Studios, London.

Mastered and compiled by Pete Maher at Top Floor Studios.

Artwork designed by David Semblance at Dream Incendiary.

Cover photograph by Susanna Menis.

Same photograph manipulated digitally by Giorgia Grassini.

Thank you Susy, Christin, Giorgia, Ben, Jordanna, Pete, Nelson, my left ear, all my family and friends.

Dedicated to the memory of Greg Vamvakas.

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Tom Loffill is a musician and painter based in North London.
He's after the surreal and spiritual in the mundane and everyday. His fourth album 'Honest Living' is released 12th Feb 2021.

"An alt-rock troubadour" Time Out

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