Pizza Throwing

by Godard

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Recorded and produced by Guy Page and Claydon Connor in Studio 5a. Thanks for putting up with us dudes!
Also a big thanks to Craig Dolan for the artwork.

Pre-order your copy of the CD at,
Moshtache Records: moshtacherecords.bigcartel.com

or a Cassette version over at,
Don't Shoot The Messenger: tinyurl.com/9m675e6
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Distorted Tapes: tinyurl.com/934rjsb

A massive shout out to all these guys, they have been so sound.

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released September 22, 2012

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Track Name: Fountains
When it comes to the truth,
There’s only two types of people I know
There’s those who try to dig it up
To fix up things when they are fucked
Like you always should

I will savor
Lies from her

You’re like an abandoned fountain
Something people used to cast their wishes in
But now you’re all dried up
& Your concrete’s all cracked up
You’ll no longer decorate the view, outside the frame
You lay with no canvas left to bruise, and no virtue

When it comes to the truth,
There’s only two types of people I know
There’s those who try bury it
Deep deep down
They’ll lie through teeth to bury you

You’re like an abandoned fountain
Something people used to cast their wishes in
But now you’re all dried up
& Your concrete’s all cracked up
You’ll no longer decorate the view, outside the frame
You lay with no canvas left to bruise, and can’t contain
Black sails that sail against the truth
You can’t refrain, the lies that tie together your noose
With no virtue

I never learn
Track Name: Stark
Well that was such a beautiful year,
& I’ve got nothing to show for it

We count to a dozen in numbers, lay targets for each other
Some of us will swim, while some of us will go under
But all things change, but all things change
Her hair colour, or becoming a father, whilst you figure out where your head is

She said “son you’ll never know”

We’re moving to new cities, she’s seeing ancient buildings
Collecting 1,000 miles, makes a difference from hospital walls
You told us the news that you escaped with just a bruise, you never were one to lose

Well son you’ll never know
Come back home
She said you’ll never know

Well that was such a beautiful year,
& I’ve got nothing
Track Name: Sunday
Part of me just wants one more Sunday afternoon,
I am all alone, I am all alone
Knelt in pews, but now I’m stood, holding wood surrounding you
(I am all alone, I am all alone)

Stay awake for me
Don’t let those eyes glaze

And I cannot cave, but I’m so afraid
of all this weight I hold on my shoulders,
For everyone, cos I can’t succumb
To all of this pain of how much I miss

You fade away from everything
Can’t be the end,
Look in your eyes and all is lost

You can never prepare for it, despite what you’re told
I bent down to kiss her head, as she lay there cold
There was comfort in knowing she died with no pain
I hoped her fingers would move, but all life was drained

I hope our prayers see you
Up to the heavens that you knew
Hope my prayers reach you
Up to the heavens that took you
Track Name: Royalty
I’ve seen you on her shoulders
Like you’re sewn tight together
& I bet you know each other
& just how to unfold her
exactly how I remember to

You know what I do
to never tell
My pride hides inside,
you’re putting me through hell
I’ve got a disguise
To come in the night, I know where you lie

So what makes a king, my friend?
Is it the crown he wears or the courage he bears within
Golden sins are holding him together but are tearing at the seams,
He needs his queen

A shadow to my door, you’re here asking me for more
& I know why you never sing, s’cos the voice you bring
makes the angels retreat, flocks of birds to fleet
& it’s not that I can’t sleep, it’s that I just don’t want to
& it’s not that I can’t reap, your conscience from within you
You hide behind my sins, I’ll take you in, limb for limb

So what makes a king, my friend?
Is it the crown he wears or the courage he bears, within
Golden sins, are holding him together but are tearing at the seams,
He needs, his queen, that he wears on his sleeve but like a bridge she sees,
Him burn, let him burn, his throne becomes an urn and in turn I learn that
Royalty doesn’t fucking mean
A single thing, these days to me
Cos loyalty, is everything
Surrounded by the water
That protects us here together
As they burn