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The Mothman Tapes

by Clint Veasey

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Number Station (free) 06:23
V.O.O.D.O.O. A familier transmission for those strange enough strange enough to listen Horror, faith and history V.I.C. Victorious Victory I'm calling numbers fifteen to twenty three And every even number inbetween Number Station, Number Station I'm in admiration Every night with persisting determination The numbers are always the same Broadcast every night across the airways Its an unpleasant reality An uncomfortable truth As you whatch TV, Television is Whatching you, whatching you V.O.O.D.O.O. A familier transmission for those strange enough strange enough to listen Man of faith, man of faith, Believe all that you read Man of fear, man of fear, Believe everything you read Its a new earth, new army. You can be All you can be, all you can be Man of fancy choose what he wants to believe Choosing awkward Hypocripsy Comfortable inbetween his morac anarchy He's trying, trying to come out clean V.O.O.D.O.O. A familier transmission for those strange enough strange enough to listen ...
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Cancerman 04:51
Six foot figures drawn in chalk Say again in technicolour backwards talk Sittin' up sleepin' going for a walk Never could get why its so fun to stalk Multistorey temples of concrete I want to set my hands on fire Run around ablaze I really want to fall down again Spinnin' round in a daze If you catch me running round town Disrupting, disturbing the peace Sentance me to a million years tommorow Won't be here to police Sittin' back, room is on fire Backtrack the Beatles anarak desires Sittin' by a shallow lake Cheerful medium caught trying to fake I want to set my hands on fire Run around ablaze I really want to fall down again Spinnin' round in a daze In your heart, in your mind, shout it out to the light Call it God, call it love, call it anything you want repeating it to yourself, night after night By yourself in the dark, cause you can, cause you can't ... set my hands on fire Runnin round abllaze ... really wanna fall down again Spinnin' round in a daze Cancerman
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Bad Robot 04:46
Hissing hydralics and popping joints It levels cities in a single stride his skin etched with symbols of evil Flesh meets steel in a Gory divide And you know, Theres no escape Everything's lost in its hellish wake Wonder if it'lll ever die Wonder what its lookin for Just loves to scortch oour skies marching earth into eternal war And you know, Theres no escape Everything's lost in its hellish wake Don't Take no money no bribes for peace Revels in its anarchy Just loves to scorch our skies Marching earth into eternal war And you know, Theres no escape Everything's lost in its hellish wake
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released August 4, 2010

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Clint Veasey UK

I am an outsider and low-fi musician composing pop and ambient pieces using guitars and synthesizers.

Formerly "VoodooTV", I have also realised music under the aliases of "diojeans" and sometimes just "Veasey".

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