My Dad told me, had I been born a girl as expected, my name would have been Julie. I had a dream about this girl who had tripped and Alice'd her way down to Hell - a kind of Industrial-complex with a voyeur Foreman for a devil. It reminded me of Lynch's 'Eraserhead', twisted smiles and all. Julie had to climb out of this massive black hole and into Space to escape. Who knew where that went? She didn't but it was better than Eraserhead Hell.
lyrics
toil, the ham'mer falls
here, everything is lost
silt in the mouth
coagulate the blood
she is coffin breath
she's lying in crud
chains, from a giant industry
cough smoke, black as the deep
creatures twist
rise with the flames
scorched skins
burns for their aims
Julie, Run for it!
black haired, just skin and bits.
Run for it! Run for it! x2
reach for escape
gears grind on
blood in her mouth
blood as she runs
credits
from '12 Long Months' – the Bradley Sessions,
released April 20, 2009
Bradley hooked up the piano & string synth, really invisioned how this song could be developed.
These guys (my two cohorts & i) are making some serious RockBlues with a Spash of Funk in Beijing - Seeking out the Beast and Killing it. Expect Gypsy Bop. Expect Adventuring. Expect Quality Fucking. billbunkum
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