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Cosmetic Feet

by The Hatty Fatners

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Why would one thing make another How would denial, change it's Body Dali Llama answer everything How could a man's rage take my vessel And how much do you own by the way What do you deny Does it really matter Is acceptance life Do you make the time Modern issues count so little How many bad things have happened Wake up happy you don't belong Wistful melancholy seizes the day And what a day What do you deny Does it really matter Is acceptance life Do you make the time Expectation unrealistic Well you should have read less fiction Writing down the things I'm thinking Faking it would be so lame One thought argument, bias insolence No such thing as wide aceptance What do you deny Does it really matter Is acceptance a life Do you make the time Everyone knows what is good and bad Everyone knows what is good and bad Everyone knows what is good and bad Everyone knows what is good and
2.
Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton You'll never see him You'll strain your eyes to read his name And if you meet him Your life it won't be changed But that's not certain If you salute the funky way He'll get your beats goin so crazy Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton The soul is hear Off to the side Lingers near Hiding undisguised Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Living is simple now For children on the slap tree Mostly for the ladies Let's dance with the ladies Idol there's no doubt Through wah wah melody Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton Apparition funk, R.I.P. George Clinton
3.
Call her in The one I must modify To make her feel That she fits in Prep her bed and tell her The way she was will never be again With this new procedure I am paid to mutilate The outer form They see it in the media Women must perfect And so my job is born Cosmetic feet Now we're getting face-lifts on our toes I know we're de-evolving Cosmetic feet Accessorize or be denied The simple joys of modern life What a modern world we live in Where beauty is all We want to see How forgiving a society Flaws are unacceptable And sex is never free Cosmetic feet Now we're getting face-lifts on our toes I know we're de-evolving Cosmetic feet Accessorize or be denied The simple joys of modern life I'll change your face it's easy Sterilise your form Re-make you how they want you So that you can be a whore Why do you want to be the same Can't you see it's sad to mimic fame You say you want to feel precious You want the boys to tell you you're delicious Seems to me your problem isn't image Now I'll tell you what it is The human race Cosmetic feet Now we're getting face-lifts on our toes I know we're de-evolving Cosmetic feet Accessorize or be denied The simple joys of modern life Cosmetic feet
4.
Everything is rehashed Before it ends it will all clash Crazy spontaneous Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets The metal expands It gets wider than a thousand hands Distracting, Seducing Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets The show preventing realisation of the loop The lights flicker on The limbs move up and take position Project fascade disintergration New improved sadistic shape If made of glass they soon will break Dark mysterious Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets A terrifying sillouet The front of all that has been wrecked Hiding conspiring Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets The show preventing realisation of the loop The lights flicker on The limbs move up and take position Project fascade disintergration What do they mean to say What do they need to hide away Giant merciless Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets They filter every sound You will never see them on the ground All seeing, All knowing Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets The show preventing realisation of the loop The lights flicker on The limbs move up and take position Project fascade disintergration Consumern of information Appeals to all our cravings Snatcher of salvation Inhuman raisings At the finish There still will be Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets Shadow Puppets
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Babel 03:31
This is my babel Scene of confusion Caine and Abels' Destitution Ceasars cheeses My mothers' weazes The world has gone crazy My mind has gone hazy Thoughts of illness My lack of stillness This is my life This is my life Confusion is living Existance is death Thinking is being But knowing is best Life makes no sense And it's not supposed to Time is nonsense That completely controls you I can't describe it There's something inside it This black and white box With six thousand locks Think of some berries All covered in fairies I see the opposite Landing on top of it A pile of pebbles All covered in devils This is my life This is my life Confusion is living Existance is death Thinking is being But knowing is best Life makes no sense And it's not supposed to Time is nonsense That completely controls you Maybe it's over And everything's normal I'll go back to work And it will all be dull But something tells me That this will not be Cause this is my life This is my life Confusion is living Existance is death Thinking is being But knowing is best Life makes no sense And it's not supposed to Time is nonsense That completely controls you This problem needs solving But not with white robing I see the nurse and his white painted hurse He seems to be staring When I ask he's not sharing Somehow he knows me And doesn't seem happy First comes the smash And then comes the flash I'm back with the berries All covered in fairies Confusion is living Existance is death Thinking is being But knowing is best Life makes no sense And it's not supposed to Time is nonsense That completely controls you
6.
Stealth 03:10
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Words are my concubine I twist them to suit my hunger Shivers aimed at your spine My goal is complexity Certain things amuse It's a war of stereotypes Which is my kingom And which will I destroy Certain things amuse It's a war of stereotypes Which is my kingom And which will I destroy Change the symbols on my blade Design a crest that shows my species Melt this freyed cable Get my horse out from the stable I will charge these creatures If it suits you may combine We must burn these artificial monsters Distracting is this shrine We must protect it at all cost Certain things amuse It's a war of stereotypes Which is my kingom And which will I destroy Certain things amuse It's a war of stereotypes Which is my kingom And which will I destroy Change the symbols on my blade Design a crest that shows my species Melt this freyed cable Get my horse out from the stable I will charge these creatures Change the symbols on my blade Design a crest that shows my species Melt this freyed cable Get my horse out from the stable I will charge these creatures I will charge these creatures I will charge these creatures
8.
Rage 03:40
Lying face down in a pool of rage I Found Surroundings crumble to nothing, rejoin the ground My eyes are clouded with anger from what you said And now my voice grows louder with frustration You gave me this Never change your mind Never change the way you treat Don't mistake the time Never change the way you beat me A simple phrase to describe hate I hate the thoughts that you create You are all to blame for the way I am This lonely state Paintings burning fast I have no water People cannot run through brick and mortar No one is to blame for what I see But what I see is anything but unity You tell me things I don't want to hear I want the lie You don't see how much it hurts me So if you want to speak just shut your face Lying face down in a pool of rage I found Surroundings crumble to nothing, rejoin the ground
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Survive 02:16
It's a struggle to the top Half flying, half crying So close you can't stop The metal wheels are chiming You gotta get up that cliff face The iron giant is at full pace You've gotta leave the lime light Just survive That's all you know Eat fuck run There's no safe home Kill or die trying Fly or get dying Constant concrete drop half laughing, half screaming And if you fall you'll rot There's no need pleading When you're bleeding Crazed you must fight Just to survive That's all you know Eat fuck run There's no safe home Kill or die trying Fly or get dying Getting closer Focus your claws will heal But your skin will peal right off if you drop Final moment, feel triumphant As you slip and break your face That's all you know Eat fuck run There's no safe home Kill or die trying Fly or get dying That's it you know Fall fail die You found a quiet home Fly or die falling Hear the wild dogs Calling
10.
Waiting, walking onto the carpet of my Mansion of shadows, what could be sweeter Writing and singing of devils and angels fighting Sinners and preechers living together This heart, this pulse Beating with pleasure Goosebumps, birthmarks Covered in leather Crosses, Paintings Historical beauty All are depictions of what we hold dear Sleeping and dreaming of rivers and oceans flowing Waking to nightmares, four worlds of darkness Floating through meadows of thistles and stinging nettles Finding the real world isn't much better This heart, this pulse Beating with pleasure Goosebumps, birthmarks Covered in leather Crosses, Paintings Historical beauty All are depictions of what we hold dear

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Cosmetic surgey sucks for anyone who hasn't been in a horrific accident.

-Tim Kellaway

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released February 1, 2009

Mixed & Mastered by Lee Rolfe @ Capt. Fatt Productions, Waratah, NSW

Artwork by Emma Douglas

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The Hatty Fatners Newcastle, Australia

The Hatty Fatners are a hard hitting, high energy group of wacky performers.
They play a radical mix of Jazz, Blues, Rock n Roll, Funk and Theatrics while charming you with their hyperactive stage pressence and eccentric outfits. They are like if Vaudeville and Swing had a love child!
They are a newly formed band with high hopes and a lot of plans.
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