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FINISHING TOUCH
11:14
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when it seems like it is done
(that's it completed
every ill deleted)
i notice that it needs some more
(light or shadow
too deep or shallow)
i invest all so much
(everything to excess
never is a recess)
this final stroke is my finishing touch
how can you see with a blindfold on ?
how could you sing with the noose tied strong ?
we think we're free of the shackled thorns
but only if we we accept our wrong doing
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CRIMSON WATER
04:08
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the child has been groomed to consume
bombarded with the wires there's no room
inclement weather's coming silver lined
questions must be mined
by and large
the smallest thing
can bring us down to size
what's up ?
tilt my head
hands up whose not a freak in life ?
bully boys and scathing female readies knife
in the bath the water's clear but it won't be soon
crimson king it runs lagoon
by and large
the smallest thing
can bring us down to size
what's up ?
tilt my head
by and large
the smallest thing
can bring us down to size
what's up ?
tilt my head
we'll go past the dread
blue moon
conquers earth
diagram defines the round
i'll always have you
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SPOKEN:
"can you hear that JSK ?"
Yeah...."
"Do it to 'em!..."
lightning strikes in the funniest places
know we'd get along with mutual coloured faces
but the high and mighty think so small
think they've got it made
they've got nothin' at all
solo artist plays this bass line
does the riff and drum and vocal all in time
and nobody buys what he puts out
yet he forges on for the purpose is to shout
his life
out loud
so he knows what's going on
up down
or low
"take a breath....."
(INHALE)
lightning strikes in the funniest places
know we'd get along with mutual coloured faces
but the high and mighty think so small
think they've got it made
they've got nothin' at all
solo artist plays this bass line
does the riff and drum and vocal all in time
and nobody buys what he puts out
yet he forges on for the purpose is to shout
his life
out loud
it's allowed
it's allowed
i'm endowed
SPOKEN: "Dream, leave her alone...."
treat her gently
treat her kind
respect her worth
like you try to with mine
treat her gently
treat her kind
respect her worth
like you do
with mine
with mine
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4. |
I'M ALRIGHT ALONE
03:52
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did you hear ?
if wanna' get somewhere
you have to persevere
the ends don't mean a thing
if the means just come to head
and bring
plates to the table
where no-one will remain
and eat a thing
cos' it's spoiled
4 walls send you mad
i proved that
time on hands
the devil's tools
it appalls and waves it's wand
and keeps us static
mute and glued
i know i can't stay a figure
comfort myself on my own
but at peace
at times
i NEED it
cos' i'm alright alone
here's some fear
face it together we overcome
all we hear
contradictions elevated to a higher
jagged sphere
makes it hard to juggle the days
that will erase and clear
cos' it's oiled
4 walls send you mad
i proved that
time on hands
the devil's tools
it appalls and waves it's wand
and keeps us static
mute and glued
i know i can't stay a figure
comfort myself on my own
but at peace
at times i NEED it
cos' i'm alright alone
alright alone
alright alone
alright alone
..........
did you hear ?
if wanna' get somewhere
you have to persevere
the ends don't mean a thing
if the means just come to head
and bring
plates to the table
where no-one will remain
and eat a thing
cos' it's spoiled
4 walls send you mad
(4 walls)
i proved that
(send)
time on hands
(you mad)
the devil's tools
it appalls and waves it's wand
(it)
and keeps us static
(appalls)
mute and glued
i know i can't stay a figure
(i know)
comfort myself on my own
(i can)
but at peace
at times i NEED it
cos' i'm alright alone
alright alone
alright alone
alright alone
..........
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born a renegade
toughest streets in town
and his mind he made
straight up
if it couldn't be done
didn't believe a word
are you ready to rock
that's what the people heard
Vagabond of the western world
orphaned shades of blue recalled
his life
his past
and he wrote it down
from chinatown
and dublin beyond
my boy i love
his mam in song
a killer on the loose
broken dreams he would never choose
and all the lonely hearts
and the sugar blues
thunder and lightning
it was exciting
when he pointed
his bass at you
live and dangerous four
twin guitars that would always pour
whiskey from the jar
a little sha la la
watch him dance in the moonlight
a cowboy song and the room would ignite
johnny the fox an emerald stone
when he played
you were never alone
the black rose
when he said the boys were back in town
that bar and grill is where they would be found
he was the rocker!
no alibi
fight or fall
he aimed his soul to the sky
the black rose
we're still in love with you
a king whose call still sings it true
but there's still your vibe
and we all unite
to celebrate
uplift elate
now a yellow pearl
means another world
dedication in the street
from round the world the people meet
to lay a rose
to read your prose
there you stand
guitar in hand
forever set
off Grafton street
watch him dance in the moonlight
a cowboy song and the room would ignite
johnny the fox an emerald stone
when he played
you were never alone
the black rose
when he said the boys were back in town
that bar and grill is where they would be found
he was the rocker!
no alibi
fight or fall
he aimed his soul to the sky
the black rose
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6. |
AND IN THIS CORNER
05:00
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in this corner
fighting out of Applecross
little jack horner
pudding pie he hasn’t lost the matches
went the distance
in this corner
the boy who knows his share of loss
he can inform ya’
of the wins through the coin toss
the scratches
bled insistence
round one always
the one you have to put your stamp
onto the fight plays
measure up the jab and clamp
on points i’m ahead here
the bell sounds
return to corner get advice
lance the eye flowing
blood onto my trunks so nice
oooo
argggh
i’m no champion
don’t profess to be
but i stay there
taking battery
and the punishment
can be fierce
i’m no playboy
no one sponsors me
but i enjoy
weathering the leather spree
in this corner
fighting out of Applecross
Novacastrian child
won less more than he has won
unbowed head
no matter the blood
batter me senseless
you can even put me down
but i’ll be back up
before the count of ten is out
and that’s the good thing in knowing pain
i’m no champion
don’t profess to be
but i stay there
taking battery
and the punishment
can be so fierce
i’m no playboy
no one sponsors me
but i enjoy
weathering the leather spree
fools
you picked on the wrong guy
the rules
didn’t, nor does it apply
swollen shut
can use my eyes
told them
there'd be a surprise
didn’t believe me
the prize
don’t interest me
cos’ there’s more
to life than in settling a score
the odds are a million to one
place your bets if you feel flush
watching me attack’s a rush
going the distance to crush
every sick head that opines
got me cornered with the times
wrote me off as good as dead
to see me now must shake their head
as long as you believe in yourself
they’ll stay away be someplace else
just believe in yourself
and then the twats will stay someplace else
just believe in yourself
+
believe in yourself
believe in yourself
believe in yourself
believe in yourself
don’t listen to anyone else
no
believe in yourself
believe in yourself
believe in yourself
don’t listen to anyone else
believe in yourself
don’t leave it to them
believe in your self
goodbye
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You're gonna' have to try to get rid of me
Good luck to you you've got no chance now
Walk out on me but you can't see how much I'm here
Dysfunctional family
I'm thrilled
It's done
because
it wasn't fun for me
I could name names and fuck you senseless
so many words to make an exact sentence
epitome of everything that's selfish
head of the house is mute particularly elfish
you couldn't ring now
my number hasn't changed but my feelings have
void of an IQ
i gave you everything when i was in love with you
Why
Sly
Lie
Deny
chalk here in hand can easily highlight
the nightmares I fucking had to go through
i've learned that 1 +1 doesn't always add up to two
The feeling might be mutual but I don't care
The burden that your folks were is over
I've vanquished every shard of grief you caused
Atop the alter here is calm
Much peace
You did me a favour when you ran back to the hole that is your home
Thank you for the favour
Thank you for the favour
Thankyou!
Thankyou
Thankyou
Thankyou
Thankyou
Thankyou
Thankyou
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8. |
VAMOOSE
03:13
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my own
is for you
dream big
you should do
don't score
it's not true
nor you
take the flight home turn your back on colours that exist
going back to black and white with sepia in the mix
think it's funny that we leave the way that we came in
never was an original sin
on your bike
vamoose
trial for
obscenities
hardcore
hypocrisies (oh please!)
take the flight home turn your back on colours that exist
going back to black and white with sepia in the mix
think it's funny that we leave the way that we came in
never was original sin
on your bike
vamoose
surrounded by endless tomes
libraries they serve as homes
pinpoint
the verse that fits
your own
with ours
it hits
take the flight home turn your back on colours that exist
going back to black and white with sepia in the mix
think it's funny that we leave the way that we came in
never was an original sin (oh no!)
run the flight of stairs and see if you can catch your breath
afterlife is something that they say comes after death
litanies from A to Z like dominoes in line
face to face come anytime
now on your bike
vamoose
on your bike
vamoose
i am past angry
i'm no longer pissed
order in the house
the gavel insists
blatantly stealing
the glow from the dear light
i won't pick a fight
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9. |
I JUST HAPPEN TO BE ME
03:03
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we were told we were broken
we were beyond repair
but they couldn't see what was there
underneath all that raw despair
keep asking all the questions
probe until you can find
answers that will pull back the blinds
comfort you in the worst of times
reacquaint our legs back to earth
you don't realize how much you're worth
i can't always convey
something i see
please don't begrudge my life
I Just Happen To Be Me
i know that you are reading
the words i have just read
we might disagree on insight
but it's not worth the time to fight
we were told we were broken
we were beyond repair
but we surfaced with something grand
now we have the willpower to stand
reacquaint our legs back to earth
you don't realize how much you're worth
i can't always please you
i hope you see
try it yourself my friend
I Just Happen To Be Me
i can't always convey
something i see
please don't begrudge my life
I Just Happen To Be Me
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sweetheart it's alright
we all have imperfections
but try as you might
you think you need correction
i've been there i know
but a baby step is something
field of weeds we'll mow
and plant in soil a new string
somewhere
something's in there
i can see it clearly
somewhere
something's in there
i know it can seem
things happen all at once whilst
we have no backbone
to weather all the bullshit
i know that one day
your smile will reign supremely
and those worlds of grey
will disappear completely
somewhere
something's in there
i can see it clearly
somewhere
something's in there
knowing is part
of accepting limitations
it don't mean we're part
of everyday temptations
we just up the strength
that powers us to new views
and front page you'll see
your life it heads today's news
somewhere
something's in there
i can see it clearly
somewhere
something's in there
you'll see it too
somewhere
something's in there
i can see it clearly
somewhere
something's in there
Y'KNOW WHAT ?
somewhere
something's in there
i can see it clearly
somewhere
something's in there
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11. |
MONOLITHIC
02:05
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he’s on probation
loving life sweet wife
sick of damnation
done with the strife
he’s the summation
the prodigal son rise
bold proclamation
it’s nice to be wise
he’s not complacent
knows the demon wants him
he is adjacent
from the first inn
he’s on probation
loving life sweet wife
you’ve got two feet boy
so walk it
talk it
i know you can
she’s on a precipice
it’s a way long down
it’s the antithesis of what she wants round
she’s on probation
needing some sweet sense
looks for summation
she wipes the lense clean
has fascination which lawn’s greener
no complication
she’s glad to be seen
get past probation
we know it will happen
new destination
wouldn’t know you from Adam
you’ve got two feet girl
so walk it
talk it
i know you can
we’ve got two feet yeah
so walk it
talk it
i know we can
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sometimes soon, is not soon enough
we’re left to hang
and fuck me it’s rough
the knife-point pang
delirium’s rut
sometimes soon, is not soon enough
await the sun
from the night now it’s tough
ponder the fate
of the one’s you can touch
sometimes soon, is not soon enough
architects of time
such needless disrupt
this subtle space
none for else just us
sometimes soon, is not soon enough
a jigsaw race
bigger picture paintbrush
dutiful embrace
of the the open and shut
sometimes soon, is not soon enough
just make the most
of the knowledge, this stuff
will die it’s death
the moment we are
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JSK Australia
JSK (aka Jason Stuart Kamasz) is a multi-instrumentalist Musician, Painter, Film-maker, Producer hailing from Applecross,
WA.
All music is arranged, produced and entirely performed by JSK in his lounge-room with a battered assortment of guitars, keyboards, drums and blunt guitar picks.
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