Son of the Manse

by beartrade

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track of our upcoming album "Blood and Sand"

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In this hands he holds up a plan that he wrote today. Penned from his fathers values. Values of simple men.
Oh preach to me boy, you come from better stock. You can't believe what we've learnt from our own, could be of any worth.
So many people depend on you now, but not for what you did but what you said.
Don't turn your back on me boy, don't turn your back. The worst of us couldn't handle what you struggled with all of your life, and the words that you said don't bring comfort. I love you boy.
Darling it's all over now, this barrel has been scraped. In twenty year this will be trivial, maybe then you'll want me back. Darling don't lose sleep.
Building a pyramid, waging a war. Keeping the sabbath. What would the primes say? I don't know. To live in misery living a lie.
Primes should be proles

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released 02 April 2014
Recorded/Mixed/Produced at Nile street by Jason Sanderson

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