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Text Bomb

by Blueline Medic

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1.
Sleepyhead 02:47
six thirty come like a call to arms / five alarms have sounded / the covers are confused / heaped, the sheets are all at one end / wake up sleepyhead / wake up, wake up / it's a lucky land in which you live / the complexes are expansive / the low rises of high marketing inventive / are you building debt? / it's a mean road they're laying out there / the research is extensive / we can prove it's all genetic / now don't be scared / we've got just the thing for your few phlegmatic / the young and free are fast and automatic / and they always have been / four o'clock arrives / the exasperated sigh / still in line / still confounded / the newspapers keep amused while the avenues have all become dead ends / are you being led to where the commerce is intensive and the councils are all cold and retentive? / wake up sleepyhead / wake up, wake up
2.
It was awful but mostly for the animals / subjected to such energy / the cumulative force of a thousand minds all opening up at the same time / over the mud and mainstream / she swore she was over trance / still on storey high high-heels / caped in cotton oriental pants / there were reason why I wouldn't try everything / her father had kept her psychiatric for six months / six months and all out of love / she fled up north / and a year to the last new year's day / she'd barely made it home / and I hated those dragons that climbed up over her legs / and sided with the fatal skirt that cut off both their heads / she was sorry / this almost naturopath / yes, she was sorry she didn't have any stories / there were reasons why I wouldn't try everything / an almost naturopath working hard healing others and not herself
3.
Upright 03:26
you're taking water / you're losing shape / you're wide asleep / wide asleep and fast awake / you read / you don't understand what you're reading / you pray / you can't believe what you're hearing / you've got to smile / you've got to smile with it out of shape / you can forgive yourself the time / all the time in the world, but not the space / you're underestimated and you're overboard / in the very moments you should be / you don't get angry anymore / just tired of saying something / and tired from doing nothing / you keep taking water and passing faith / looking like a heap while you're standing straight / tired from doing nothing / you play for someone's daughter sincere and deep after waiting out the past five hours / and they're cruel enough to make you appear polite and not take it personally / when you're / tired of saying something
4.
we're saving in sickness / we're saving in health / we can pull nay nails by the head if we catch them sleeping in the shelves / they'll let you know / we'd pay to not have them see our face / it only ever brought us trouble / no, it's better to run the show or be left holding the floor / we don't have to hire / we don't fire anymore / they'll let you know if you're needed / don't plan tomorrow / we know you're desperate / we know you're desperate / we're saving in sickness / we're saving in health / we can knock any nails on the head if we think / if we suspect / that they're thinking for themselves / they'll let you know / and they'll peddle faster if you slow / so if you're needed / don't plan tomorrow / we know you're desperate / we know you're desperate
5.
Text Bomb 02:29
those little characters / on that little screen / those little atom bombs she loves to leave / at the accident / hey, who's playing stretcher-bearer? I saw you down there on scene / bet she scared you / how could anyone keep having such a bad run? / it's to here credit these embarrassments come off smooth and clean / after all, she can cut together anything / cause she's honed to razors / she's got a splice on every frame / the trauma's significant and best when on a magnificent stage / now I don't want o cause a fight / we're all at some disposal when she's at some device / how could anyone keep up with her idea of having fun? / yeah it's just as you read those embarrassments / these letters / on that little screen / those little messages she has to leave / the little character / I think she's playing with you / cause when the star collapses she knows the rest of the world will rush down to the scene / so roll the credits / we can cut together anything / watch your edits / make sure you don't miss anything
6.
Loss 03:38
what is this space in my chest? / what wants attention at a desk? / when the seconds jam / when you manage / it's a loss and yet I haven't lost anything / if anything, I've gained / but what about this hole here? / here, just underneath / it's a space as space can only exist / I'm missing what I didn't know I had place / it's like a love that's slight or a fear that's just less / am I mistaken? it's just a loss / and not losing anything
7.
they say the staples / they can't hold a kid together / they say the staples / they can't hold a kid together / there's quiet on his clothes / with scotch in the clown now and hypochondria caught in the rudders / there's no action and it shows / it's just resistance / it's a funny kind of fall / it's just resistance / the roll-backward slide down a glass wall / if only they were all such walls / he wishes he could see a little clearer / there's scotch in the clown now and silence from the rudders / it's just resistance / a funny kind of fall and still with interest / let's the roll-back slide down the glass wall / if only they were all such walls / it's a funny kind of fall
8.
Perfect Son 01:41
as in the final hours / the priest came walking in / with beads about his hand and wine about his breath / he took the frail wrist and pulled the stool up to the bed / have you anything to confess? have you anything to confess? nothing father / I die with no regrets / you die with no regrets? I die with no regrets / but none of us are perfect son / be not in pieces in your rest / have you anything to confess? if I have wronged another / blameless or with intent / you can bet that I did my best
9.
please pick up / I've been cut / no, I haven't heard anything / pick up, pick up / I haven't heard anything / if I loved it / didn't that make me good? / if I loved it / wouldn't that be enough to make me? / please pick up / I'm cut off / no, I haven't heard anything / the moment hasn't come / the moment hasn't come / and I'm sick and I'm fast running out / isn't that enough? / enough to make you wrong and makes me good / I'm cut off / no, I haven't heard anything / the moment hasn't come / and I'm sick and I'm fast running out / in a six and somewhere on the earth / isn't that enough? / isn't that enough to make you wrong and makes me good / it makes you wrong and makes me good / pick up, pick up / I haven't heard anything
10.
look at me here / I must be dying / it's as though both kinds consumption have slowed me / still, it almost could be blissful here in this heat / here in this heat / that child, of a morning / for no good reason screams / and just when the trains has ceased to bother me / just let me lie oh god a few more moments / look at them here / they're not even trying / does every kind of cretin have to pretend that I'm breathing? / oh, the introductions / the making light of a heavy silence / and without any sharp cutlery / onward pen / you ruinous / you wretched thing / I keep doing these drafts over and over again / who would love me for my dying? who would listen? / at least I don't lie / not for you, I wouldn't
11.
they cross me / these streaks of agate / they're red and warning / but I'm already out of bed / they cross me / these streets, like a death / bright and sunny / this is fast becoming not my design / this isn't what I had in mind / it struck me / last night, what you said / it's almost funny / how quickly you forget / this is fast becoming not my design / I think it's up and running from what I had in mind / this isn't what I had in mind

about

Blueline Medic’s 2003 album Text Bomb showcased a keen sense for quieter sounds than their previous efforts and a bit of loud for good measure.

The opening track Sleepyhead receiving considerable radio play at the time. But as one moves through each of the eleven tracks, the bands second album bringing new dimension – encapsulating a lyrical gift of poetic literary flair and pop sensibility, forging ahead without forgetting the past.

Original CD release in 2003 on Fuelled By Ramen and licensed in Australia to Redline, a label run by the management of the band Jebediah. Now finally available digitally and on vinyl.

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released March 21, 2003

Recorded December 2002 at Soundhouse Studios
Produced by Darren Thompson and Blueline Medic
Engineered by Anj Malavazos
Mastered by John Ruberto at Crystal Mastering
Artwork and Design by David Snow

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