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Little Big Cat
06:21
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LITTLE BIG CAT
Main headline, the story to see
A huge feline has just broken free
He’s mean and vicious and tall as a truck
And if he finds you, well you’re out of luck
So get down on your knees and pray:
‘Cause the little big cat got away
Shut windows and bolt all the doors
The big, bad lynx is roaming the moors
But what’s that shadow? Is he over there?
He’s death on four legs (well, if you’re a hare)
So come on Annie, get your noose
There’s a little big cat on the loose
(Instrumental, including ‘What if a day?’ by Thomas Campion)
Most headlines are out of control
You’d think he could suck out your soul
He’s small and nervous, and they’re on his track
And when he’s hungry, he’ll likely come back
I guess he has to have his fun
There’s a little big cat on the run
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Born Without Wings
08:13
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Born Without Wings
I was born without wings
I was born without wings
I was born without wings, but they still want me dead
What does it mean when your hair is all green
And the wise men say that it's a sign of evil
Where can you roam when you've lost your home
And every friendly face goes dark and draws a crossbow
I was born without wings
I was born without wings
I was born without wings, but they still want my head
I was born without wings
I was born without wings
I was born without wings, but they still want me dead
What can you do when you're coloured blue
Which all the heroes say means you were born a monster
They want your head because your eyes are red
Which all the wise men say means you're the child of demons
I was born without wings
I was born without wings
I was born without wings, but they still want me dead
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TRANSFINITE STATE MACHINE
I was sitting at a bar in Thanet, talking to my mate from another planet
We had some drinks and then we ordered food
And I asked my mate a question while he was in the mood
I said,
“My little robot is driving me insane.
He hasn’t got a soul because he hasn’t got a brain.
What can I do to make him come to life?”
And the sandwiches arrived and then he stabbed them with a knife and he said
“T. F. S. M.
You need a transfinite state machine – and that should solve your problem”
“Consciousness is an energy field induced by neural impulses at a specific frequency which causes the soul to coalesce around it like cosmic debris collecting around an accretion disk. You’ll have to implement your brain as an ASIC or a similar analogue technology. Don’t use digital modelling. Because, well, you can model a power plant down to the quantum level, but it will never generate a single Watt of actual power and a consciousness-bearing device has the same problem.”
I wrote schematics down on a handkerchief
He took one of the sandwiches and spat out all the beef
I figured – while I’m getting all this alien technology
I’d ask him if he knew the trick of immortality.
So I said,
“My fleshy body will age and fade away
The world is full of wonders and I’d really like to stay.
What can I do to keep me young and nice?”
And then he finished off his drink and started
playing with the ice and he said
“T. F. S. M.
You need a transfinite state machine
And this is how you transfer
your consciousness into it...”
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Prodigal Son
06:01
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Prodigal Son
This is the tale of the Prodigal Son
Now let it end as it has begun
Start at the start...
Speak
Reach the end and stop
Son - What have you done?
Son - Why did you run?
The Prodigal Son, the Prodigal Son
We’re all waiting for the Prodigal Son
So... where did you go?
Now - Roast fatted cow
The Prodigal Son, the Prodigal Son
We’re all waiting for the Prodigal Son
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An Angry God (Tears of Joy)
I gazed down from Heaven on a bright and sunny day
Just to find out what My Faithful do when God has looked away
They decreed a day of rest where none would work and none would play
And they gathered all together on that shining sunny day
And the people stood as one, every woman, man and boy
And they each shed a tear, and the tear was a tear of joy
Tears of joy...
First they slew the ones who dared to speak My holy name
Then they slaughtered all their children since they’d just grow up the same
They beheaded all the men who were in love with other men
Then they piked their heads to warn the others – don’t try that again
Next they took the priests who didn’t worship as they say
And they branded them as heretics
And did their best to drive them all away
And the people stood as one, every woman, man and boy
And they each shed a tear, and the tear was a tear of joy
Tears of joy...
The heresiarch of the northern rise
Is the only one whose words aren’t lies
The heresiarch of the northern hill
Is the only one who does My will
The heresiarch of the northern rise
Is the only one whose words are wise
The heresiarch of the northern hill
Is the only one who does My will
I came down from Heaven
As the moon obscured the sun
Demonstrating My displeasure
At the things that they had done
First I slew the ones who killed
And tortured in My name
And the people prayed and worshipped
As I stood forth to proclaim
Yeah
And the people stood as one
Every woman, man and boy
And they each shed a tear
And the tear was a tear of joy
Tears of joy...
AND I DECREE THAT:
The heresiarch of the northern land
Has assumed control at my command
...and they each shed a tear
And the tear was a tear of joy
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