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Sub-Lingual Tablet
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Original UK release
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First released 11 May 2015 on Cherry Red Records CD: CDBRED660; and Limited Edition LP: BRED580 (2 LPs)(released 25 May 2015)
01. Venice With The Girls (Smith/Spurr/Melling) 4:11
Mocking mad seniors
Fed up and tedious
Long nights in Brit-land
Olderness-ness-ness
His skin was in the [?]
Too beautiful to talk
He's been waiting
Lonesome, lonely
She's off to Venice with the girls, he's been waiting so long
She's off to Venice with the girls, he's been waiting so long
In Brit-land, olderness-ess
His skin, whose is it
Too beautiful
The best thing for you to do is hide
He's been waiting so long
Yeah, he's been waiting so long
For the right month to go
He's been waiting all night long
Long nights in Brit-land
Olderness, his skin, whose is it
Too beautiful
Best thing, best thing for to do is hide
She's off to Venice with the girls
she's off to Venice with the girls
He's been waiting so long
Lonesome lonely, lonesome lonely
Lonesome lonely, lonesome lonely
He's been waiting so long, he's been waiting so long
He's been waiting so long, he's been waiting so long
He's been waiting so long, he's been waiting so long
Lonesome lonely, lonesome lonely
She's off to Venice with the girls, he's been waiting so long
She's off to Venice with the girls, he's been waiting so long
She's off to Venice with the girls, lonesome lonely
She's off to Venice with the girls, lonesome lonely
02. Black Roof (Smith/Barbato/Presley) 1:46
Why don't you face up to it
If I was you
I'd never dig in your rooftop
If I was you
Don't drop the book
Drunk from the hills
Into your present delectation
You see but cannot prove your fog-accenting notions
You cannot prove your ragged affectations
All of you with your pals, in desperation
Easter Island profile and care from old inwardly chocolate
Chocolate, inwardly
If I was you I would not smile at present situations
If I was you, I'd never
If I was you, dig in the roof top
If I was you, I'd never dig in the roof
03. Dedication Not Medication (Smith/Spurr) 4:47 (LP 7:38)
And Pierce Brosnan how dare you prescribe
Sad grief and bed wet pills
Good grief, bed wet
Sad grief, bed wet
Pills
Hurley Worley how can you prescribe
Sad grief and bed wet
Pill
Waylon Worthy how dare you prescribe
Sad grief, bed wet
Sad grief, bed wet
Pills
Wringler Worley how dare you prescribe me
Bed wet pill and deep grief
Con and Cookie [1] how could you subscribe
Bad grief, bed pills
Bad grief, bed wet
Bed wet pills
Bad luck
Zip up
Curly
Bed wet, good grief
Good grief, bed wet
Zip up
Zip up
Note: [1] A reference to your humble webmasters, Conway Paton and Stefan Cooke.
04. First One Today (Smith/Poulou) 2:45
He saunters into town
There stands the door
Within, a man
He shoots him down
It's his first one today
It's his first one today
Enters bar/cafe
Orders new Coke, latte
Behold the man
Shoots the waitress a hand, pays
It's his first gill today
It's his first gill today
If only he'd brought his film camera today
Cause today is the day of a great satanery
His social media psyche
Well those were the days
His wankfest
[?]
They were armed every day
They were armed every day
There lies the door
There lies the floor
05. Junger Cloth (Smith/Spurr/Melling) 4:55
I can make out "e"
A reversed "y"
A Cyrillic...
Lower numerals
Question mark
More mnemonic than italic
A snake "s"
The numeral "2" at end
Then a letter so simple yet disgusting in its stroke
And the it anti-matter
That writ, wrote it
Inexplicable and disgusting
Limp, yet mocking
Indestructable in a stroke
It encapsulates all that is foul in man and creature
It is scoffing
In a spacious and wasteful
Grudge cliff valley hole
Revealed in dream, in cloth
The dry cleaning fluid erased the brain so far
Brain we held most dear
Now we have to make sure he's safe, sound and clear
He's staying with friends again
He will never join the quest
When they are a garden friend
You see and reveal
Elizabeth and dear old Bill
Or the foolish Roderick Plething
06. Stout Man (Pop/Williamson) 3:15
... I'm a big fat man pushing a little pram...
07. Auto Chip 2014-2016 (Smith/Poulou) 10:03 (LP 8:21)
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Two Oh One Four
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Two Oh One Four
He sees life through a cracked chip
He sees like through
Twenty fourteen chip
The town menacing
How bad English musician
Two Oh One Four descending
How bad are English musicians
He sees life through a cracked, cracked, cracked ch... ch...
The town menacing, cracked mirror
How bad English musicians are there
He sees life through cracked
One sixteen wanker
One sixteen mark welcome
RGDS the town menacing
How bad English musician
How bad English musicians
[?]
Two Oh One Four
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
Twenty Fourteen chip
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering away-ay-ay
He sees life
He sees life
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Suffering ...-ay-ay-ay
Suffering
He sees life through the back of the black heads at in front
He sees life through a broken chip
He sees life through a chip
He sees life through a broken glass window
Chip
Glass
Glass
He sees life through blah blah Two Oh One Four
Two Oh One Four
Back of the heads
Into the cab
Into the cab
Suffering
Twenty Fourteen chip
Twenty Fourteen
The town menacing
How bad are English musicians
How bad are English musicians
He sees life through a Two Oh One Four cracked window chip
Twenty Fourteen
Twenty Fourteen chip
Twenty Fourteen
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Suffering away-ay-ay
Suffering
Two Oh One Four
Chip
["What else you get for Christmas, boy?"
"Well, Daddy! Well, Daddy!"]
08. Pledge (Smith) 6:32 (LP 4:56)
09. Snazzy (Smith/Poulou) 2:29
Let me tell ya about the weird lights
And the snazzy jazzy tune
Real person on mock stage
In the fishbowl city
They were regarded as snazzy
I cried for the band
I cried outside
I cried for the man
Their sweat mottled, melted
Their prescription plenished
I cried for the band
In the aisle
I cried for the man
Snazzy
I never saw them again and if I ever do
I'm sure it will be in purgatory
Where all people will meet
And cry for the band
Our tears went unnoticed
They were snazzy, jazzy, legs like trunks of ash, trunks of tree
Turn it up for the man, turn it up for the man!
10. Fibre Book Troll (Smith/Poulou/Spurr) 5:59 (LP 11:35)
I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll
I need a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
You must know, you must be able
To find a facebook troll
And when I find my troll, I'll give him presents
All of my life, I am surrounded by mere imposters
I want a Facebook imposter
I say to you
I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll
I want a facebook
I will expect the 2.50% of my royalities
I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
And the past today is a new future tomorrow
I want a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
Shut up, shut up!
11. Quit iPhone (Smith/Spurr/Melling) 4:10
And the letters ?
Shows
I wish I was
I wish I was at home
I'm home
It was at home
Just quit, get off the phone
Quit, get off the phone
My eye muscle is bright
In the light
I diss franchise
Why don't you just leave it alone?!
Why just can't you quit that iPhone?!
iPhone
Why don't you just quit iPhone
Just quit with the phone, iPhone
Everywhere, oh
I don't want to look in peoples homes
And look at frogs
Look at bag, hat stands
Why don't you tell them about styrofoam
Why don't you tell about iPhone
Just quit the iPhone
Just quit the iPhone
Eye muscle is bright
The light of the [?] inside
How does it [?] inside
Why don't you leave it alone
And tell them about their back gate and styrofoam
Just leave it alone
Stop rocking that iPhone
Stop rocking that iPad phone
Alright?!
I'm right
Don't you [?] give me style
Walking away
I'm shouting about your bad
Just don't quit iPhone
Just don't quit iPhone
[?]
Pad - I don't want to look at peoples homes
And look at hat stands
Don't you see
Give me star star star remix
Just me that iPhone
Why don't you give them styrofoam
Do they know about tablet iPhone?
In the home
Just quit new iPhone
Just quit with phone
Gimme [?]
Just quit rocking the phone, alone
Every... just keep looking at the phone, alone
[?]
My eye muscle is bright as I stare into the morn
And I see the citadel of media city shining bright
(CD: tracks 1-11)
(LP side 1: tracks 1-3; side 2: tracks 4-6; side 3: tracks 7-9; side 4: tracks 10-11)
Tracks 3, 7, 8 and 10 are alternate versions on the LP.
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Credits
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Mark E Smith - vocals
Dave Spurr - bass
Peter Greenway - guitar
Keiron Melling - drums
Daren Garratt - drums
Eleni Poulou - synths
With
Rob Barbato and Tim Presley - all instruments (track 2)
Produced by: Mark E Smith
Engineered by: Ding
Track 2 recorded and mixed by: Rob Barbato and Tim Presley
Mastered by: Andy Pearce
Cover artwork: Ken Pearson and Charlie Pearson
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Recording info & notes
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No recording info disclosed.
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