Disaffection

by Max Eider

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1.
Nice Guy 03:39
We climb up to the ridge and stop and stare The water splits the rock and soaks the air When nature is as wild as this The distant peaks, the precipice I've not a hope and not a care I'm living, living, living But in the wild we spread the human stain And I've no god but in a place like this it seems profane A member of the master race Wiped the smile clean off my face So thanks, you sneering bigot, Patsy won't be seen again Bye bye Nice Guy And don't come back No more last warning You've got the sack Got no use for a nice guy You're not fit to survive One sign of weakness And they eat you alive So after all these years this worm has turned It's not an easy lesson but I've learned You're oh so cute and credible But I'm not buying now and you'll Get nothing out of me until it's earned I dreamt of being free and now I am Don't want to be the butcher but I will not be the lamb So take your stupid trusting mind The best of luck with humankind Don't call me Mr Nice Guy, I no longer give a damn Yeah bye bye Nice Guy And don't come back No more last warning You've got the sack Got no use for a nice guy Or your bleeding heart As soon as they scent it They tear you apart Let's just go home, darling, come along Don't let it get to you girl, don't you cry Oh no don't you cry, girl, it's time to be strong It's time we were saying goodbye Yeah bye bye Nice Guy And don't come back No more last warning You've got the sack Got no use for a nice guy Or your bleeding heart As soon as they scent it They'll tear you apart
2.
East End Boy 04:28
Married life was tense and stale Long before the grand betrayal You were distant, gloomy, self-obsessed Who else could that be? I think you've guessed But when she died, each night in bed You howled as if to wake the dead I wish I'd been as deaf as you You poisoned her - I guess you knew And you and I were just as bad I'd wasted all you'd never had Broke and drunk and in a band – Now I kind of understand Besides, I was as harsh a judge You hypocrite, you conformist drudge But still the East-End boy you'd been When forced from school at just 14 So I'm sorry old man I wheeled you out as the sun went down Just skin and bones in baggy brown You sat there till your hands were numb With cold – you knew your time had come But you'd cried 'wolf' too many years So keep on shouting, no one hears At least you got a chance to say: I told you I was ill that day And at least we made a kind of truce No explanation or excuse And no more judgement, no more strife But no more time left, no more life The nurse said: when I get a chance For now just let him wet his pants Well I hope she dies in a place like this Terrified and soaked in piss I'm sorry old man
3.
Evolution 03:02
So you call me sentimental You talk of nature and of our dominion Higher moral status: that's your opinion Oh my oh my And here comes the revolution Here comes the machine, here comes cost reduction Factory farms and units of production Oh my oh my So this is evolution We make tools and tools make us strong We're self-conscious and we talk, and on two legs we walk What could possibly go wrong? And this is civilisation Fine discernment and nice distinction Casual slaughter and mass extinction Oh my oh my And now the world is warming The seas are rising and the fires igniting But that's OK we've got low-energy lighting Oh my oh my Maybe it's evolution We made tools and tools made us strong We're self-conscious and we talk, we no longer need to walk Now what could possibly go wrong? Four billion years, and here we come, lord and master Just two hundred thousand years, but it's so fast, and it's getting getting faster So on and on and more and more, I want what you have, it's only fair Darwin gives way to Murphy's law, so take a bow and say a prayer Oh me oh my Yes this is evolution We make tools and tools make us strong We're self-conscious and we talk, and on two legs we walk Now what could possibly go wrong?
4.
Do you like to get out of town more and more To walk in the forest, or down by the shore? Do you tire of living your civilised life The noise and the fever, the trouble and strife? And in the wild places do you seek peace of mind Away from the greed and deceit of our kind? I was watching the sun going down on the Tweed Four or five drakes determined to breed They tore at her head as she struggled for air Near dead with exhaustion, but drakes cannot care She made one last effort to haul out on ground But they pushed her back under, and slowly she drowned Out here don't look for pity Nature is nature and this is her law She's gorgeous, but she's not pretty Dripping with red from tooth and from claw Have you seen the lion run down the fawn? Have you seen the siblings kill the newborn? Have you seen hyenas eat a zebra alive? They target the young and the weak to survive In whole populations crash follows swell Is this some kind of haven, or some kind of hell? Out here don't look for pity Nature is nature and this is her law She's gorgeous, but she's not pretty Dripping with red from tooth and from claw And sometimes I just can't bear it Let's hope it's physics that laid down this law But sometimes I just despair It is written in red with tooth and with claw
5.
We’re all looking out for number one Or we run and hunt in packs and call it love Don’t look for compassion, here there’s none And endless cold dark emptiness above When the black dog has you by the throat Don’t try to break loose, don’t kick and scream and curse The chance of prompt release remains remote And struggling only makes it worse So take it easy Don’t take it hard Take it easy Don’t make it hard We know from George Harrison that all things must pass And one day some sainted publican may refill your empty glass You might even take a break from sitting on your arse Drowning in self-pity, smoking too much grass But when the black dog has you by the throat Don’t try to break loose, don’t kick and scream and curse The chance of prompt release remains remote So stop your struggling: it only makes it worse Just take it easy Don’t take it hard Take it easy Don’t make it hard
6.
Analgesia 04:02
Nervous exhaustion Loss of self-esteem Quiet desperation Your life's just a scream But we don't do Seroxat And we don't wish to share Keep your lame psychobabble Your cant and hot air And give me sweet Analgesia Hold me gently, take away my pain Sweet Analgesia Don't leave me now my darling, don't ever leave again It hurts when you're moving It hurts when you sit still But that doctor won't give you One narcotic pill So don't shake your head At all that we've imbibed We're self-medicating And it's all been prescribed Oh sweet Analgesia Hold me gently, take away my pain Oh my sweet Analgesia Don't leave me now my darling, don't ever leave again
7.
My World 03:14
I think I may have found the answer - all you have to do Is simply see your problem from my point of view All your hopes and all your dreams, your troubles and your cares If only you could see how small it all seems In my world But there you are, stuck inside your head With all you vain illusions, selfishness inbred The centre of your universe, all else remains unknown Looking for the main chance, looking after your own My hopes and my plans and my problems: it's my life; it's my world And oh how I wish I could somehow be free Of you and your ego, my ego and me My mind, my heart, my soul, my religion My eyes, my ears, my body, my pain My pride, my want, my need, my desire My home, my possessions, my man, my woman, My child, my people, my way, my life, my death: my world
8.
Did you hear her story? They made her hang her child She had to stay alive, you see, for the one they’d just defiled They were Those Who Work Together, themselves no more than boys But in the Interahanwe they give them guns for toys I know god will forgive them, those who kill and rape and maim 'Cause in the Lord’s Resistance Army they do things just the same And thank god we Caucasians can look on with some pride We could teach those boys a thing or two about force and genocide So who are all these people who do the things they do? You look at your neighbour, and your neighbour looks at you My kind of people don't belong, don’t follow, don’t subscribe ‘My kind’ is always unkind: species, race and tribe The stories that we tell We’re us, and they are them – and I’ll see you all in hell So you’d better hope you’re not at home when our boys come to call I’ve heard they don’t give you much option – kill or die is all And when the fires are burning in shards of crystal light Do you risk your life, or wring your hands and kept your door shut tight? So who are all these people who do the things they do? You bet on your neighbour, and your neighbour bets his life on you
9.
I look up at the stars On this moonless night Vega and Antares A band of silver light Dancing with Andromeda In endless pirouette Our arms reach out to hold her And we may hold her yet But her heart is cold Its secrets still untold Mass, charge and momentum: that’s all you get Yes there’s a hole in the middle of everything Of all the light that glistens in the sky – they can verify There’s a hole in the middle of everything But there's a loss of information, so don’t ask why Give me your hand old friend, how do you do? Or is that too polite? Louis said it means ‘I love you’ And that much he got right And maybe love can provide For this emptiness inside But let’s not take any chances – let’s get good and drunk tonight 'Cause there’s a hole in the middle of everything But I don’t want to fill it with a lie – oh no not I There’s a hole in the middle of everything They say you can’t fill it with liquor, but let’s try
10.
Twilight in London town But I’m so down I can’t get lower than I am D’you want a diagram? I was helpless and how But you can’t touch me now 'Cause I no longer give a damn So you can break my hands and leave me in the gutter You can damn my songs and steal my old guitar, close my favourite bar In the dim light of disaffection I’ve lost all sense of direction And I no longer give a damn The twilight and the twittering A distant shout and laughter Blown on the wind that sweeps The gloomy hills of London Time before and after So you can break my heart and leave me in the gutter You can take the last few grains of self-esteem And half an empty dream In the dim light of disaffection I've no fear of rejection I no longer give a damn
11.
The sky is getting dark; the wind is strong now But the sound of breaking waves is calming me We stand here like two orphans in a wreck – how I wish that we belonged beside this northern sea Hold my hand till the tide comes in As darkness falls we’ll keep each other warm Two lost and timid children who no longer fit their skin, No longer want to run before the storm But the place that we've been searching is still just out of reach As we stand and watch the breakers through the spray The flotsam and the jetsam washes up on Spittal Beach But soon the tide will clear it all away

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'a tonic for troubled times' - Jack Rabid, The Big Takeover

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released October 28, 2010

Max Eider: vocals, guitar, Mac
June Miles-Kingston: vocals
Pat Beirne: harmonica
Tucker Jackson: pedal steel

Mastered by John Rivers at Woodbine Street, Leamington Spa

Songs by Max Eider
Painting by Dave Coverly (speedbump.com)
Design by Mauricio Carey (c23creative.com)

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