What Strange Machines
by Fronz Arp
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Violet the Killjoy
03:16
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I opened the door and was sure there was somebody there
And Violet the Killjoy was hiding and waiting to take me
As a matter of fact as I stood with my back to the wall
A shot like a thrill ran a riot until it had faded
I wanted you to save me from the outside in
I wanted you to save me from the outside in
I wanted you to save me from the outside
But what was outside
But what was out came in
Violet the Killjoy emerged from her place in the night
And shot through the dark like the flash of a spark as it faded
To a point in the black where the gun met the back of my head
With a torment to mock like the tick of a clock as it faded
I wanted you to save me from the outside in
I wanted you to save me from the outside in
I wanted you to save me from the outside
But what was outside
But what was out came in
I'm afraid but you left me alone
You left me alone and I'm shaking, I'm shaking
I'm afraid but you left me alone
You left me alone and I'm shaking, I'm shaking
I'm afraid but you left me alone
You left me alone and I'm shaking, I'm shaking
I'm lost and I'm violet
I said I wanted you to
Save me from the outside in
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There's a knife in my heart and a storm in my head
where our consciences meet there our politics end
in a candle of fear that explodes like a bomb
and the aftershocks ring with a rhythm that beats like a drum
It all came crashing down
but I never meant any harm
just wanted to get away
and God help you if I ever come here again
Carbon monoxide a cloud overhead
that erases the sun and raises the dead
how the blood on my hands bears the reassuring weight of a gun
It all came crashing down
but I never meant any harm
just wanted to get away
and God help you if I ever come here again
Turn around now you've got to turn and run away
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I'm an Instamatic
03:47
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I'm an instamatic
I'm a camera shutter open
when you're hiding in the corner
from a tyrant what a tin man
are you searching for a reason
would a father hate his daughter
are you fighting for a question
like the weather in New Orleans
Could I fall in love with you
I'm an instamatic
I'm a page of colour stolen
by a thief so systematic
now you'll never be forgotten
and though I will not abandon
you to wanton self destruction
though you're tied up like a sex toy
could I love or want another
Could I fall in love with you
Tooth and nail
you're scratching at your own dead skin
and tearing it in two
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It started off as a question in her head
but the question was a cancer and it spread
to her fingers lungs and finally to her heart
said the president “you've got moments to live”
So the plastic surgeon cut away her arms and her legs
stuck a hand in her vagina and he cut out her eggs
as the doctor amputated to the bass of her neck
said he “thank god we might have saved you”
But there's an irritation
I'm just an imitation
left over amputation
still that's the latest fashion
Left right left I walk in perfect step
and tear you down if you fall behind
we're spinning round and round til we're upside down
and then I'll make you pay I'll make you pay
But there's an irritation
I'm just an imitation
left over amputation
still thats the latest fashion
a hyper-combination
but with irradiation
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Holes
04:38
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There are holes in me in shapes I recognise
of all the people that I love
and all the things that I don't have
they're wide and deep enough to see the other side
and watch the people walking by
their faces as the multiply
And the more I try to fill them with the things I find
the more I cannot get enough
I'll tell you when I've had enough
Can you help me
what more can I do
when the darkness is taking over
and I'm breaking
but if I can't make the choice
what am I supposed to do
when the darkness is taking over
what will be left to fill the holes
Hold on tight we're getting out of here
before the fools arise from sleep
Before the holes have swallowed me
they can keep us down but the can't keep us apart
I'll tell you when I've had enough
if you tell me when you've had enough
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Last night I ran through the empty streets
To the house where you live
And wrote my choice on a paper heart
Folded up in my hand
Here I go again
when you wake up I'll be gone
Last night I fell from the greatest height
Tumbled backwards through space
And with an angry voice and bloodshot eyes
Tore you down to your face
Here I go again
when you wake up I'll be gone
Cried out and whispered in an angry voice
crashing wept like an orchestra
violin tears and trumpet wails
a climbing crescendo to stay
Better run
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Tell Me Tell Me
03:33
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Tell me tell me watchya gotta do to get a drink around here
It's... well maybe it's all right
that upon the lips of a delicate soul
fell a chorus of heartache as, oh my heart
fell to pieces as it fell on the floor
she said “it slipped through my fingers, I'm sorry,
but you should have thrown that old thing out”
I keep on reaching out but it's never enough.
Tell me tell me watchya gotta do to get a drink around here.
You can put it in your mouth
a cure like cock with a candy taste
with as much as you can get from a cigarette
and it comes in a handy paste
but with a vampire kiss on your bloodless lips
it'll suck your sex drive out
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You're a Shooting Star
03:54
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Melt the ice from around your broken heart
wipe the cold disbelief from your eyes
my fingers freeze as they touch my pallid skin
but I can see through a fault in your disguise
Tell me are you gonna make up your mind
what-ya gonna do tell me what-cha gonna do if you stay
Because your a shooting star in the freezing cold
and through the dark you cast no shadow
on a sleeping world
you can fight your fears again
Burn the fears from around your broken heart
light the sun with the fire in your eyes
I can see us breaking from this constellation
we'll escape moving at the speed of light
Can you breathe
can we trip around the sun
can you breathe
can we hide before we run
can you slide into the atmosphere
before we explode
You're a shooting star in the freezing cold
and like a ghost you cast no shadow
on a sleeping world
you can fight your fears again
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Freaks Freaks Freaks
03:19
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There was a message scratched in the wall of the toilet the said CIRCUS FREAK
I tore it down as I left I stepped on the drunks and the corpses in the street
the bouncer tipped us a wink, hey watch out he'll take what you owe in oral sex
he'll bump and grind and laugh out loud when he turn and asks you“What comes next?”
Staring across the Marxist bar was a girl with a predatory eye
who wraps her legs around broken men and smash their hearts when their lost inside
as she screams, he screams we all cry out, but why would you ask when its so complex
the skeleton key of a cock-sure bitch with a roving eye, well, what comes next.
Where are you hiding in the darkness
I hear you breathing fast and loud
like an earthquake shaking up my bones
you're unmissable, you freaks you freaks,
junkies, outcasts, freaks of nature.
You freaks freaks freaks
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What Strange Machines
03:10
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Cut my eyes out
I don't want to touch you anymore
now I know the truth
Could you promise that you'd never disappear
or turn into a ghost
What strange machines
are spinning clockwork in my head
now I know the truth
Could you promise that you'd never disappear
or turn into a ghost
Its about time
here's the count down
making such a quiet sound
ticking by like a clicking machine gun
ready to shoot me dead to the ground
Could you promise that you'd never disappear
And its 4 and its 3 and its 2.
Are you really that surprised?
I know what this is
with curtains burned the windows clear ahead
so tell me the truth
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about
Please visit my website at fronzarp.com
On WHAT STRANGE MACHINES, released in early 2011, I wanted to explore the fringes of the dynamic, theatrical and often-abrasive writing style I've developed. The album was completely self-produced, recorded and mixed in the houses and bedrooms I've lived in recently (sorry for the noise, house-mates). The album seems to be shocking and entertaining folk all over the place (which entertains me)
"With brilliantly diverse musicality, Arp’s versatile vocals and the use of less conventional instruments such as the kazoo and the ukulele, Fronz Arp is not afraid to be adventurous" TRAXX RADIO
"These guys are weird! I think I’m in love!" HOSS THE BOSS
On WHAT STRANGE MACHINES, released in early 2011, I wanted to explore the fringes of the dynamic, theatrical and often-abrasive writing style I've developed. The album was completely self-produced, recorded and mixed in the houses and bedrooms I've lived in recently (sorry for the noise, house-mates). The album seems to be shocking and entertaining folk all over the place (which entertains me)
"With brilliantly diverse musicality, Arp’s versatile vocals and the use of less conventional instruments such as the kazoo and the ukulele, Fronz Arp is not afraid to be adventurous" TRAXX RADIO
"These guys are weird! I think I’m in love!" HOSS THE BOSS
credits
released May 9, 2011
Emma Dean plays piano on 04/05, violins and backing vocals
Seamus Kirkpatrick plays bass on 02/05 and clarinet
Tony Dean plays drums on 01/02/05/08
All else played by Fronz Arp
Produced, recorded and mixed by Fronz Arp in a number of houses in Brisbane and Sydney.
Except drums on 02/05/06 recorded at Ultrasonique Audio
All songs written by Fronz Arp except 10 written by Fronz Arp and Emma Dean
Artwork and layout by Fronz Arp
Photography by Anna Griffiths
Thanks to Emma, Seamus and Tony. Leon Hill @ Flux Management. Zuraya and Nick @ Gun Media. Matt Redlich @ Massive Masters. Jaymis Loveday. Anna Griffiths. Those who shared houses with me; Christopher and Anna Dean, Anna and Tom (sorry about the noise). Friends and family who have given their assistance and feedback freely and generously. A special thankyou to Emma Dean, whose involvement in this recording and my life has been and inspiration beyond description
Emma Dean plays piano on 04/05, violins and backing vocals
Seamus Kirkpatrick plays bass on 02/05 and clarinet
Tony Dean plays drums on 01/02/05/08
All else played by Fronz Arp
Produced, recorded and mixed by Fronz Arp in a number of houses in Brisbane and Sydney.
Except drums on 02/05/06 recorded at Ultrasonique Audio
All songs written by Fronz Arp except 10 written by Fronz Arp and Emma Dean
Artwork and layout by Fronz Arp
Photography by Anna Griffiths
Thanks to Emma, Seamus and Tony. Leon Hill @ Flux Management. Zuraya and Nick @ Gun Media. Matt Redlich @ Massive Masters. Jaymis Loveday. Anna Griffiths. Those who shared houses with me; Christopher and Anna Dean, Anna and Tom (sorry about the noise). Friends and family who have given their assistance and feedback freely and generously. A special thankyou to Emma Dean, whose involvement in this recording and my life has been and inspiration beyond description
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Fronz Arp Brisbane, Australia
The strange machine which is Fronz Arp grinds like a tattered, angry little hurdy gurdy. With dramatic jaunt and seesawing
melodies that have been compared to weird-pop wonders, such as David Bowie and Tom Waits
“...songs full of drama and action, designed to get pulses racing and yet still sounding both intricate and adventurous” Rave Magazine
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