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Happy Yet?

by Big Blue Car

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1.
Make Sense 05:38
Deep in the night heʼs a learner who canʼt keep left Assumes the position of one fairly circumspect He wanted to be riding The weight between his legs would not forget Wakes from the shadows Stirs from his stew Into the shower he let it rain and scraped away the grime Filled his ears with insults from his radio online Why canʼt I make sense of things like normal people do? Pedalling the hard way he coasts down to Chalkdock Flett Scratching the beach with one fork and an epithet He wanted to be kinder To all the cars of those he never knew It hides in his shadow Sleeps in his shoes Walked onto a shell bank as the sun began to shine Nestled down amongst the kale because he had the time Why canʼt I make sense of things like normal people do? Breakers and shadows Plastic and tin Every day he spent at school it swallowed him alive Passed his only test of worth when he was 35 Why canʼt I make sense of things like normal people do?
2.
Meet me in the graveyard Iʼll walk you to your front door Present a box of packages Theyʼre weapons as a by-law Meet me by the Rowntree
 Iʼll guide you from the city 
Weʼll take a bus to Fattiehead
 But never throw stone at locals doing cartwheels My life revolves around your needs Youʼve earned the right to need me More than ever More Meet me at the Heroes Bring your flags of virtue 
Iʼll walk you to the front line And let you represent me Let me loose your collar
 Don't forget your purse and pepper spray With pockets of mayhem Targeting your hurt at the slightest deviation My needs are served by your resolve 
Youʼve earned the right to be me More than ever More than evermore Kiss me in the garden
 In a trench under Gethsemane Dabbed your eyes with Gold Top Put pepper in your sandwiches Tie Him down with wordchains 
Of latin-laced sticky tape 
As victims in a hurry Our triggers feel so right When thereʼs nothing much to think about Let me be guided by your needs
 Your indifference needs some guidance More than ever More than evermore
3.
Clever Hans 04:10
Hans tapping on the floor Causes much applause Keeps them tinkering Attentions divided They gathered round the shed Where he was safely stabled Hoof-committing calculus With intelligence enabled Two times five is too much for me Dear goddess Epona show some clemency All that I want is what does me some good A dumb brute is so much safer Hands writing on the wall Continues to explore Keeps them tinkering His new pet companions Unguarded moments Were fleetingly enabled As clever Hans puts food Squarely on the table One plus one, it all equals hay A carrot for a stick says the human prey A crease on the brow and a sigh in the air Hans becomes Freud's little bitch mare Eighteen people staring back at me Ten wearing hats, eight more have fleas four hundred and ten cobbles laid out in squares one hundred thoughts and eighty two gestures I want to multiply the people who believe where I tread Defy consensus of a science that makes claims on my head Create a bias that's unconscious now it's oh so in vogue Subtracting viewpoints with another ten gestures Hans the Trotter likes to tap along and dance real cool He's at his best asleep but sometimes likes to jump on a fool Hans the Trotter is as keen as they come and they go He's a keen-eyed superglue hero
4.
Peaceful Day 06:02
A thrill is in my hands
 On a sharp bright June
 My tracks trace the hem of the sea A path worth wandering And never once did we think of the time Slipping by Peaceful day Peaceful day We, snakes in the grass
 Drinking warm Corona While hiding from the our chosen enemies Sparks under my heels 
The slapback click of concrete As I walk the cooling underpass Peaceful day Peaceful day Lacewing stuttering It glitters for a while
t hen is blown into a patch of open sky Of all that I am 
Of all the things Iʼm not Well I can gaze upon my own free mind Peaceful day Peaceful day The sky, through beer-shaped glass A star system that bubbles In the gaze of a thoughtful man Hail to my best thing 
You pulled me from my drifting
 And trapped me in the arms of a better life Peaceful words are worth more When being calm and Ernest Less Austen-tacious Then a trip to London Orwell that ends well Said the Wilde Victorian The Woolf is at the door And seems to be re-Joyce-ing Steel yourself away
 Armed with many shaking spears Weʼll lose you in the night when weʼre Poe, King in Burroughs Fortunate wandering
 Along the lapping Shaw-line Picking up Joules from Deep within the ocean
5.
6.
Deep as the ocean and wide as the sun Fast as the signals that flow as we run I believe, when I leave my shape is secure When I go, riding high more regarded Bring on the sunset and 50 watt moon Where shape-shifting starlings collide in the gloom Watched the rain, sparkle gold Under street lamps and paths Windows glow, in our homes Without candles or hearths Once was a ruby but now Iʼm a man And withheld all my cards in a box under sand On our knees, in the soil Where some culture is grown In the air, tumbledown Itʼs a new life from sculptured decay As the leaves, fall from trees being no less secure
 Caught on wheels, stuck in chains
 Where the sun tracks the trace of their days As the leaves, fall from trees being no less secure Caught on wheels, stuck in chains
 Where the sun tracks the trace of their days
7.
Home 06:05
He trod on the tails of the Union And carried some words in his coat While out walking once in the city He dug his own personal moat For all the people scorned Few had been less mourned
 Leapt into the future
 He will live alone He will live alone It fills his head, but not his bed Dreams like these won't take you home Wide and pale, high and frail
 Days like these won't bring you home She dreamt she had wings and a stallion But travelled the world in a boat
 While boarding a ship from Southampton Still grasping the letter he wrote Her feelings were returned Her stomach feels the burn
 She leaps into the future
 She will be alone For a while she sleeps alone Find a trail, be less frail Days like these will take you home Climbed and scaled, tried and failed Itʼs not just dreams that bring you home All the helping hands Opened up the lands
 Prosper and bewilder For the moment, building homes And still they slept alone The key was in the lock The lock was on the door The door sat in itʼs doorframe The frame set in the floor Open up the door The floor explains the room covered by the walls Which rise up to a ceiling And then another floor Beneath more waiting doors Other lives will come As otherʼs lives have gone We gathered in our kitchens All have found their home You too will find your home
8.
He walked to the edge of the sand Looked out at a dark green ocean It shrugged and looked back at him He dragged and set his deckchair down On the edge of the dark green ocean Gave out tickets from a Hot dog stand A happy crowd now gathered round 
The King sat down with a grin but no sound Nature's hand will sway
 Kings command and all give way The tide rose and it covered his knees His mind set on a new direction
 The crowd puzzled but they did not leave He shivered deep as the cold seeped in His heart fell into a new vibration
 He knew exactly what theyʼd think of him The crowd dispersed they did not approve The King sculled for awhile but he did not move Our King it seems is just a man
 Cnut cannot though we said 'He Can'. He now drives in an ice cream van Cool dairy served to every occasion Keeps his crown in a slushy bin A King remains at large, yet small
 His deeds melted by some High & Mighty This king sits beneath the law They talk of the fool like he wasnʼt there Broken dreams (so it seems) always ends the affair But deep down low they all knew Blinding faith was their clue Boo-hoo! Ninety Nines and Super Stars
 Cornish Mivvies and Mini Milk bars Funny Faces, Fabs and Zooms Orange Maids in the afternoon Ninety Nines and Super Stars
 Cornish Mivvies and Mini Milk bars Funny Faces, Fabs and Zooms Orange Maids in the afternoon The man with a crown should remain small
 Only the deeds of a King stands tall
 Under the mountains under the clouds
 This king aspires to be lost in the crowd Man with the crown should remain small
 Only the deeds of the king stand tall
 Under the mountains under the clouds
 The king aspires to be lost in the crowd Lost in the crowd Lost in the crowd Lost in the crowd...
9.
On the water, sirens pulled him down Creeping daylight blinds the night sky Starfield stallion, in a coal mine Northward points to one cold straight line Swung out on your own Gathered pace and ideas Stars that regard you Spin at your side Those we know
, come and go Hitched to each other and round-they-go Close enough
, sad enough But we donʼt fall like rain Wander wider, so it comes back round Heavens meadow, like a junkyard 3 tall angels, mischievous and blind Sent you home once through a car park No song was sung In this velvet arcade Magnets of strangeness Spin deep inside For all we know, the satellite Looks down on earth and canʼt let go Those we know, 
come and go
 But we donʼt fall like rain Fiftypoint Eight One Three Six Six Three (50.813663)
 Minus Two Point fortyseven fortyseven Seven Seven Seven (-2.4747777)
10.
25 Kites 08:26
Pride was convinced by the stuff of it A broad light swings from the roof of it Crouched low in fear, bends some of it The coats of the graceful Hides the disgraceful Things sensed, closed under
 Blind faith will stun ya
 Too soon the silence falls like snow Heart lands, missed moments Cured by components Unordered by the clash of lands Some would desert faith lumbering But nowhere to send ya
 Glowing like an ember Flew high, at moments
 Pulled down, in moments Reduced the sky for TV sports. The higher they go, the lower we feel The lower we go, the purer we are Cut off their strings quick and shoot them all down Sameness is fairness All around us it kept summering
 Looked down and saw the gates were closing As they gathered in their playpens No land was safe as the hordes rolled in So they flew A broad light swung from the roof of it Broad like the sunlight
 Or high as a kite might

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released January 28, 2019

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Big Blue Car writes and releases musical sets which fluctuate across a number of decades and styles. Sometimes easily and sometimes with the efficiency of a fish on a bike.

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