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Up to Something

by Liam the Younger

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In a private world… Out of the sewer and into the dustbin Lady Godiva cleans her apartment Everything just so and set in place My, what a change in mood from tidying Oh yeah Sweep the floors and feather the edges Medicated chores What could be better than this? Then a prayer to Saint Spittle-and-Tears Later, she'll invite friends over for drugs and drink Oh yeah Her mercurial body aging grayedly With grace’s zits and oily hair Concealer here, powder there There, there A private world without beauty A private world without territory Drifting in and out of fantasy The city’s buzzing Her friends are snorting Sweet laughter on the balcony In a private world…
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Charcoal gray Stuck in your mind today Charcoal gray, charcoal gray In the way that your mind seems to stray Charcoal gray, charcoal gray Uh-oh, uh-oh My trainer with whip Gotta keep it quick I’m gonna be sick Up to my tricks Just go away Are you feeling okay? Teeter and sway That came outta nowhere Trapdoor exit from the symbolic order Gray rain, gray building Gray buried hoarder Gray lights, gray shadow Gray bones, gray marrow Insane Charcoal gray Stuck in your mind today Charcoal gray, charcoal gray What you say and what you mean are they one and the same? Charcoal gray, charcoal gray
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Time Drips 02:15
Time drips into the gutter Awake-moment-memory Another bird shits, wings aflutter All animals have a mother Time drips into the gutter She the poet scribbles and mutters The trick to art is never to suffer Though moving skies make her shutter And then you see A wild dream where everything doesn’t repeat Time drips into the filter Someone’s buried their treasure again Not a demon but exceptionally dangerous Time drips into the filter She the poet remains bitter Sure sign of a winner Sincerity makes her shiver And then you see a wild dream Nothing’s as it seems A gift from you to me
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... 00:19
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You’re really all alone, whatever You’re never going home together You’re hanging on the phone forever Turn yourself to stone That’s better Can you credit these feelings to a choice you made? You forgot about all your friends again You’re really all alone, whatever You’re so sweet + low together Time keeps moving slow forever You’re never gonna know what’s better Spending time with the big boys now I know that it's not easy to trust without receiving all those vows But that’s what you said you wanted And it's hard finding meaning 
 what with everything repeating But that's what you said you wanted Isn’t it now?
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Reflections of Tania in the water Painting with color Boat on fire Whispering to every angry daughter Our imaginings reaching for backward desire Madness is like a marble between your thumb and finger Long after it’s gone it’s presence still lingers Holding your thoughts Releasing your breath Rehearsing your repertoire Forget lines, names and faces Get us outta here Nothing was the same I slipped into a shadow And I acted kind of strange The mind begins narrow And at first it’s rather plain Straight just like an arrow But it’s shape begins to change Guess it just goes to show 
And the sun and the smoke and the tears get in your eyes And you run and you choke and you’re laughing as you cry Insane then Ecstatic again Losing my grip In love with this And I know that I will never say it again That wishing existence never ever began And I know that I will never come here again Heading back into sunset
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I stammered, I cried and I rang out I stained my lips with wine In the madhouse visiting hours ended and I felt just fine Glittering glammed It happened again Strutting on the street Someone called me far too thin Suggested that I eat Nothing if not at all Nothing if not at all Nothing if not at all Nothing if not at all Nothing if not put to the test Similar but different from the rest Tear down the monuments stricken with too much confidence There are tools with which to dig into the minds of strange men One for fear One for sex One for love One for death Sweet dreams Drifting, seeing things Dirt rests, I guess Just like me What the hell have you unearthed? Something ancient Something cursed
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And all the boys laid out on the veranda Proper grim scene, yeah? Tanning and sussing it out Laying on the veranda Watching my every move Quick draw shoot at the shoes Dice game I deliberately lose Partner up however you choose And the boys drew knives on the veranda Mind your fuckin’ manners That’s my mate you’re talking to Now what are you gonna do? What an awful mess It doesn’t get better than this Violence grows into bliss Now more bliss bliss bliss With the boys laid out on the veranda With their ruddy bloody laughter What a sorry lot A flower’s expected to bloom On the veranda
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Her hand falls toward my Barbie doll ass The stars not in the sky Oh, she’s reaching for the feeling My beauty hisses tonight 
Now is the summer of our summers Songs never end Months lasting years
 Her hand falls toward my bruised knee The birds are out of tune My beauty dull and simple Far away may be very soon First you know Then you don’t know First you know Then you don’t know Ah Something changes after all Living in parallel While in paradise in Hell in Hell in Hell in Hell It crawled from nothing Under the sign of the black mark Then back to where it’s nice I guess along for the ride You know who you are, right? And the look on your face shows it Dream dreams Or not Cry, crybaby You really don’t even try Does it look right, baby? You never really knew it Comes down to a lack of confidence Does it look right? We inhale and dive beneath the cool water beyond the buoyed fences and we sit in vacant lifeguard chairs combing our sea-wet hair Mosquitoes on our wrists Suck blood That object of fantasy is unobtainable The past is impossible The future’s gonna happen Yeah, it keeps happening Just my luck
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Easy to make fun of though we mustn't make fun of it Nodding in agreement with a vat of boiling acid Begin wearing smocks and reform your compassion Turn away from hate though hate can be romantic Collecting dirt from fields Finding littering attractive A picture of a picture A hobby for idiots Tie me to the mast It's a gift to be embarrassed I’d do anything for you to give me less of this Endless blockades Endless everything Crawling over glass and airing it on TV We must remain undiagnosed and incomprehensible On second thought how ‘bout polite and sensible I’m in the middle of some mania But I’m staying mum I admire and respect you as an individual I think you are rather remarkable Your kindness and grace have set an example I try to live by it Thank you
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I’ve got eyes on the back of my head I’ve got eyes watching me I can feel you watching me Touching me But I can’t feel you touching me Telling me what’s happening What’s happening? Updates to our terms of use and privacy I’ve got eyes on the back of my head Sometimes I think they wish we were dead Do you think they heard what we said? There isn’t anything they wouldn’t spend See how far technology extends I’ve got eyes on the back of my head and you’ve got me bugged
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No or Yes 04:01
Tempted to hate With all contradiction Not being reasonable Madness was just madness after all Body too big Body too small Negative qualities make us beautiful Up to a point and then hate sure is ugly again State violence, for instance Something to hate Hate as in exclusion from mercy and grace Hating yourself, as it turned out, was a dead end From now on express yourself more wildly unhinged This feeling that I'm feeling is not a feeling  It's a place It's heaven It's unpharmaceutical It's no context It's incomprehensible It’s no common sense I’m born to die, world is a fuck I'm losing my head I’m outta luck I'm a ringing bell I'm an arson's bed It's time to wake up again
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... 00:37
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Time has made a wretch out of me Forces at work on my body I’m running through the backrooms Screaming in the halls Searching for anything Desperate for it all Hiding with the robbers Running from the cops These walls can talk and they won’t shut up Something buried got dug up The 21st century’s run amok They wanna drop anything They’re gonna drop it all They’ll trip you on purpose Have a nice fall Time has made a mess out of me Alchemical drug dealing Someone’s in the attic Hey, don’t open that door Flowers in the basement growing through the floor I think this house is haunted I think it oughta burn I’m losing my mind first Wait your turn Time has made a fool out of me Guess I’ll be dissociating I’m in the garden Dreamy with my shears Nothing is forgotten Cutting back the years Golden in the evening Silver in the dawn Losing grip on meaning I’m gone I wanna cut you out Oh yeah

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UP TO SOMETHING
by LIAM THE YOUNGER
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“Hell, my ardent sisters, be assured,
Is where we’re bound; we’ll drink the pitch of hell”
--Marina Tsvetaeva, Bound for Hell

“Oh, what a blessed madness, sisters!”

--St Teresa of Avila, The Interior Castle
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Liam Betson: vocals, guitar, bass guitar
Ian Dykstra: drums
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Recorded at home and abroad between April 2018 and June 2019
Mastered by Timothy Stollenwerk
Photography by Alison Reynolds
All songs written by Liam Betson
Released by Blue Sisters Club in 2019
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Dedicated to those who helped and to those who wouldn’t, whatever their reasons.
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released October 18, 2019

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Liam Betson is a North American songwriter.

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