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Your Future Our Clutter

Original UK release
First released 26 April 2010 on Domino Recording Company CD: WIGCD245; and LP: WIGLP245 (2 LPs)

01. O.F.Y.C. Showcase (Smith) 5:49  Lyrics

The little Baco mongers

There goes old Giles
There goes (?) Archibald
There goes old Yates, there
There goes that Yankee who gets ex-pats to go on Quality Street
In fact, the Earl Holmes would run to the holy duke
And A Denning in the 30's
Ex-pats!

Your future, our clutter
Your future, our clutter
Our future, your clutter
Toxic, I'll blend
Talk! Complete
Make your land
A showcase of Fall talent
Of water

Your future, our clutter
Your future, our clutter

There goes Austin down
Completes, what's going down?
Back and around, ink you lot

Our future, your clutter
I am your future
Sit up
A showcase of talent
Of water, of waterfall

Ah-ahh-ah-ah-ahhh

Our future, your clutter
Our future, your clutter

Centre for plain folk
Must be born
Template

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02. Bury Pts. 1 + 3 (Smith/Spurr) 6:36  Lyrics

I'm Not from Bury
I'm Not from Bury, man
I'm Not from Bury
I'm Not from Bury, man

Stop messing around, pal
I'm wolverine
I'm from Bury
A French Prince, I said

This song means something
Every song means something
Automatic
Swap again
Bills
I got bills
I got bills
On my elbows
And two kids to go with it
(?)

I'm On
I'm On

All that road is battle
Battle plan
I'm from Bury, as in Bouree
A French composition
On a fluted instrument
I can, I can

I can make strong lands
Rendering, writing off
Of the milk of my elbow
Re. folders left-handed CD

And you will suffer all of the seasons
On the sides of municipal buildings
And used to stop drafts
In glass fronted AERT homes

And one day a Spanish king
With a council of bad knaves
Tried to come to Bury

A new way of recording
A chain round the neck
Ding, off he trots
You can't say anything nowadays
I said if
I'm from Bury

Don't mess me around, pal
I'm wolverine
I'm from Bury
A French Prince, I said

This song means something
Every song means something
Automatic
Swap again
Hit it!

And two kids to go with it

I'm Not from Bury
I'm Not from Bury, man
I'm Not from Bury
I'm Not from Bury, man

Is the artistic Mark in fact
Got rid of vermin
Like the grey squirrels
By reading out
Ben Marshall's articles
or user recordings
on his vile manufacturing community

I'm from Bury

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03. Mexico Wax Solvent (Smith/Greenway) 6:14  Lyrics

This is an extension of George - Mexico
And I tell you this, I tell you this
It is Aqua Rosa, Aqua Rosa
Aqua Rosa

The holy broke and that hanging thirties ex-pat is owned on Quality Street

There goes old Ginio
There goes that Yorkie
There goes old Archibald Yates

Mexico

X is the third consonant
They love their government in Mexico
Where are Britain's lowest prices?

Trimidine is kicking in
And the barbituates are kicking in
He said "where are Britain's lowest prices?"
I dont make rice with screwdrivers
Or fried chicken with a trowel
Where's the bus depot?
Hand me a wrench or such a object
In this marvellous empire
It is winner of Britain's lowest Empire
And the lowest prices is Mexico

Clicky shoulders make me wince
And 12 year old doctor
A fresh faced physician
Gives a note based on lies
So I don't have to stand at a door
Staring at ug people and mothers

Extramentally drawn
Double placard draw

I know it was my Aqua Rosa
I know it was my Aqua Rosa
I know it was my Aqua Rosa
I, I know it was my Aqua Rosa

I know it was
Surely again, look
In Mexico
For an obtuse Yates
And a burnt lid
Just want a yellow limo
I know Maggie would have too strong government to know
Got me in the taxi, Mark
Always want to mute the infant here
He isn't here
He isn't here
He promised me
I don't make chicken with rice screwdrivers
I don't blind people with a trowel
With some Bisto
Hand me a wrench
On a sloppy seat
And a vegetable on it

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04. Cowboy George (Smith/Greenway/Poulou) 5:42  Lyrics

George

Low fat can me
I alone
Say it alone
I Hate you
Low fat Limeys
In Cavalry

Unseen footage
Unseen facts
Unseen knowledge

Low Fat Limeys

I'd back into
A mad sinner
I've lost the plot

Into the hill
Into the hill
Into the hill
Into the hill

Unseen knowledge
Unseen facts
Unseen footage

Unseen knowledge
Unseen hills
Unseen facts
On facts, on facts, on facts

I had two broken bottles
I had two brown bottles
And a white note as I entered
Five years of confinement
This is the story that unfolded
As it went on into the sea of
Unseen footage and
Unseen facts
Unseen refinement
Unseen extension
Chicory Tip in a shopping centre
With a soundtrack again

All is beyond
Our equity your future, again
Incensed, Das Boat
Robin Redbreast
In my fate again

Unseen footage
Unseen facts
In exclamation
He is going

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05. Hot Cake (Smith/Spurr) 3:18  Lyrics

Hot came the wind
Hot came the wind
It was watery
It was Chino, like last song
Rolled oats
A man, a nasty slice of innocent

Step alligator
Are we near to a skip?
I went into a drip
I can't open the door
I can't open the door
My dialogue is stock
My dialogue is stock
Hot cake

And God say something
Bills
Is on TV
I can't answer the door
My dialogue is declining
Oh God
Oh, a slippy floor

And all I got was a slippery floor
And all I get is a slippy floor

Hot cake
Slip
Slide

I can't disagree
I get Mr Sporron
I get Mr Greer
I get Mr Spock
And for the mind
I get sloppy floor
And for the mind
I get slippy floor

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06. Y.F.O.C. / Slippy Floor (Smith/Poulou/Greenway/Melling) 7:42  Lyrics

Tales from the Castleford crypt

Your future is our clutter
Is unable, a necessity
It doesn't involve a problem
This new approach is on the borders of necessity
I say to you, I say to you
Keep your own clutter
The encyclopaedia of building of plumbing
Is on the CIDV, underneath you
The Masque of Red is coming around
We're gonna get married
On the floor of behest

Don't book down
Just keep a stay ahead
S.H. is a chance I get
In the land of finance retail
Slippy floor
In hospital
Talk taken
On the land
I'm 95% more inside
Pay Drake
I'm 95% in inside of B Drake
Walking down a little road
A beautiful lake, I see and behold
Going closer
It's gorgeous
Then all I see
Is a slippy floor
And then I see
The slippy floor in apartment hall
You might like to scoff and guffaw
The slippy floor in view, apartment hall
Revere, wanted, two times, side gate
And as you try the needle and pull the one side gate
Your non-existence
Slippy floor
S.H. is a chance I take
In the land of finance retail
And all I get is a slippy floor in a hospital
Walking down the little road
A beautiful lake I see and behold
Going closer to inhale its gorgeous aroma and allure
But then I see, it's a slippy floor all over me
And all I get is a slippy floor
And all I take is a slippy floor
In apartment hall
The arty chance I took, taken
In the land of finance retail

A slippy floor all over me
I'm 95% inside of B Drake
Point taken in the land of finance retail
But all I see is a slippy floor
All I get is a slippy floor - hup! - all over me

One last cigarette's gonna do it
1-9-8-6 generator
And that's all he wrote
1-9-8-6 generat...

"Received: Tuesday, May..."

"And I'm wondering if you happen to know his number or can get it for me? I would like to speak to him, if it's not too much trouble. If you could let me know on 0161 795 5113 and I hope you're both well. All the best to you, goodbye"

"So apart from mixing that, there's not really much more to do with it, is there?"

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07. Chino (Smith/Spurr) 5:20  Lyrics

This was an actual account of the operational experience
When he thought at first he was going out
In fact, he was going in for it

When do I quit?
Where do I quit?
I need to know
I can't leave this bench alone
To be with my darling
When do I quit?

C.O. can you digress - self
When it came like the wind
Chino
One note, a slide
Mister
When do I quit this hell?
When do I quit this hospital?
My darling
Darling is waiting

Chino

The warmth that is inside
Cannot be made
By your own scene's ink
She has lips like Fedde Le Grand

The warmth that is sliding
Cannot be made
When do I quit?
Can I leave this trench alone?

You alright there kid?

When can I leave this bed alone?
Where can I leave this theatre alone?
Chino
Chino in a suit
Chino

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08. Funnel Of Love (Westberry/McCoy) 2:55  Lyrics

Here I go
Going down, down, down
My mind is a blank
My head is spinning around and around
In the funnel of love

It's such a crazy, crazy, crazy thing
Get weak in the knees
My whole head's spinning
As I go deep
In the funnel of love

I tried and tried to run and hide
I even tried to run away
You just can't hide from a funnel of love
It's gonna get you someday
It's gonna get you someday

It's such a crazy, crazy, crazy thing
Get weak in my knees
My whole head's spinning
As I go deep
Down in the funnel of love
Funnel of love

I'm in so deep

I tried and I tried to run and hide
I even tried to run away
Just can't run from a funnel of love
It's gonna get ya someday
It's gonna get ya someday
It's gonna get ya someday
It's gonna get ya someday
It's gonna get ya someday

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09. Weather Report 2 (Smith/Poulou) 6:35  Lyrics

Hello, how are you today?

I thought the vitamins would change my life
I walk down the city streets
I see weather reports

(It's like an ice rink)

Made a very, very, very big mistake
Nobody has called me sir in my entire life
You gave me the best years of my life

I look to the past then (?)
The whirlpools cascade over my face
And I watched
Murder She Wrote
At least five times
The cast deserved to die
The whirlpools go wider and wider
Of words spoken

And you gave me the best years of my life
You gave me the best years of my life

Weather report
It's like an ice rink
Limescale
In a Mediterranean retarded...
Mediterranean, it is not
Three days a week
(?) my TV

I miss my family in Oxford
That's why I hope to get to back
That's what I'm looking at
That's what I'm looking forward to
That's the way it goes
That's the way it goes

You gave me the best years of my life
You gave me the best years of my life
The whirlpools get wider and wider
The whirlpools get wider and wider
Nobody has ever called me sir in my entire life
Nobody has ever called me sir in my entire life
The whirlpools cascade over the smoking tent

But then (?) gave up Tuesday
Chino hyphen lap
Cheap crispy guitar
Nobody has called me...
Nobody has the medium
The whirlpools cascade
Over widening, widening, widening

Never mind Jackson
What about Saxon S
Recording of lost London
You don't deserve rock 'n' roll

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(CD: tracks 1-9)

The LP version included the bonus tracks:

10. 986 Generator (?) 8:03
11. Get A Summer Song Goin' (?) 4:18

(LP side 1: tracks 1,2,5; side 2: tracks 3,6; side 3: tracks 7,8,10; side 4: tracks 9,11,4)

Credits
Mark E Smith - vocals
Peter "PP" Greenway - guitar
David "The Eagle" Spurr - bass
Keiron Melling - drums, percussion
Eleni Poulou - keyboards, bass, backing vocals

Produced by: Mark E Smith, Ross Orton, Simon "Ding" Archer (tracks 1,6,9), Tim Robbins (track 2)
Mixed by: Ross Orton at McCall Sound Studio
Engineered by: Ross Orton and Russel Fawkus (tracks 2,3,4,5,7,8), Simon "Ding" Archer (tracks 1,6,9)
Mastered by: Chris Potter at Electric Mastering, London
Cover artwork: Mark Kennedy, S. Eitel

Recording info & notes
Recorded at Chairworks Studios, Castleford (tracks 2,3,4,5,7,8); 6db Studio, Salford (tracks 1,6,9); Saddleworth and London from mid to late 2009.

Overseas releases
Released in the USA on 4 May 2010 on Domino USA CD: CD-DNO-264; and LP: LP-DNO-264 (2 LPs, released 18 May 2010). Tracklistings and cover the same as the UK releases.

Released in Australia and New Zealand on 26 April 2010 by EMI Australia CD: 6334242 with the same tracklisting and cover as the UK CD.

Released in Japan on 16 June 2010 by Domino via Hostess CD: WIGCD245J with bonus track 10, Cowboy Gregori.


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