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This is me in the park with no clothes on​.​.​. I like the flowers.

by Pink Stainless Tail

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I lay beneath an angel on the midnight esplanade One hand held out a laurel wreath, the other a grenade Before me lay the Channel, beyond me lay the town On my right was Brighton, left was Hove, and I was upside-down. I felt like a cornetto, or at least a 99 But the beachfront shop shut hours ago before the dusk resigned A rollerblader threw my stroke speeding by behind I noticed all the waving foam, and then I changed my mind All the houses you inhabit and the gardens that you tend, Cannot convince me other than the dark is my best friend. Beware the groynes you cannot see When the tide comes up the beach The sea will take out your old shit And bring new shit within reach
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I been feeling oh so high, think I'll have another slice of pie Hanging out feeling groovy, last night I went to see a French movie Now that you've gone gone, now that you've gone gone gone I'm feeling... I'm feeling fine all of the time Yup I'm feeling really swell, all my friends say that I'm dressing well If you thought that I'd be going under, they all say I'm looking so much younger Now that you've gone gone, now that you've gone gone gone I'm feeling... I'm feeling fine all of the time I been feeling oh so fine, think I'll have another glass of wine In a little while I'll phone for a curry, go down the Dragon later, there's no hurry Now that you've gone gone, now that you've gone gone gone I'm feeling... I'm feeling fine all of the time Guess I never told you how much you shit me, But I never even saw the bus when it hit me And what was the last thing that went through my head Well, it was the bus just like I just said, and Now that I'm gone gone, now that I'm gone gone gone I'm feeling... I'm feeling fine all of the time
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And it never bothered me much at first Coz in those days I was much more concerned With my hi-score, and whatever that meant And all those 10ps that I spent Yeah, my reflexes were second to none But as time went by, my wrist got numb But still I started to go there more and more And I started to notice the posters they put up next door There were actresses in varying states of deshabille There was an audience in varying states of dishevelled Then this one time some pissed up bloke Came out of the fire door to throw up And he just fucked off and he left open So I wandered in and it was a pornutopia It was the Studio 567 - alright! Well, they say that it's darkest before the dawn But before, during, and after the hardcore porn It's always dark in a XXX theatre Well, you can work it out while you're sitting there I'd never dremes there was so much filth And the lengths that some people go to just to sneak into a film So from then on my interest increased And it culminated during a showing of Walerian Borowczyk's opus, The Beast Now curruption and depravity are my middle name (although to the uninititiated eye they probably both look the same) From the satin sheets of a French chateau To a handkerchief in a steelworker's moleskins It's easy to look at, but it's hard to turn away And if even if you'd only ever been there once, there's a part of you that will always and forever stay in the Studio 567, oh yeah!
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Ungawa!
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about

(NB The track 'Lucy Leave' is omitted from this online version)

Not your usual brand of post-punk Pigfuckers, Pink Stainless Tail have style. Troughs of it. Simom Strong is a diva-.throwing jagged verbal hatchets. at soft targets. His uncanny resemblance to Everett Sloan in Lady from Shanghai (sans gammy leg and Rita Hayworth) could freak out Sloan's nieces in the off chance they dropped in on a PST performance at a punk club even though I know this is about as likely as me joining Simon on stage with a piccolo. But Simon truly is sick. He would probably enjoy a book that was written without I's, h's, es, i's and k's. He needs to be reckoned with. Meanwhile the example Harry Howard sets every time he straps on a guitar in front of a crowd is a special one. Combine his stately appearance with his scratchy guitar and the way it expels velvet-adorned riffs and he is good on both the eye and the ear. The drummer wears awesome hats. I enjoy the bass solo that transpires after Simon yells `Step on it, Nate!' on Map. Ref 50 50N 0 10W and how Nate follows these orders by mashing his guitar with his foot.

The death-defying Time Will Come will encourage you to trap the band in an alleyway and hypnotise them with finger cymbals and hot steaks. The words and music on 5-6-7 is, like the best song Chris Knox never wrote forThe Fall. I am unsure if the first words to Greystoked! are "Me Tamazepam, Huge joint" but they really deserve to be: EIsewhere in the song I identify the sound of a kookaburra, a grey digger squirrel, two monkeys smuggling frankfurters, a cacophony of mating pigs and the depressing sound of a guy pretending to burp his pants. In a normal business climate, it would-be single of the year. otherwise this sozzled ditty documents what could only be the most revolting party in the history of mankind.

I leave you with these lyrics from a song that is not Greystoked:"All the houses you inhabit I and the gardens that you tend / Cannot convince me other than I the dark is my best friend. Beware the groynes you cannot see / When the tide comes up the beach /The sea will take out your old shit / And bring new shit within reach". Pure poetry. I just -listed several reasons why y'o'u should join Pink Stainless Tail in the park naked. Now you - tell me you do it because you like the flowers. Keep in mind a grieving dog (uncredited) probably starved to make this record.
(Shane Moritz - Beat)

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released May 13, 2005

Recorded and produced by Simon Grounds and PST at Grounds Zero. Cover by Maisie.

Nick Boddington (bass)
Harry Howard (guitar)
Sonke Rickertsen (drums)
Simon Strong (voice)

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Pink Stainless Tail Melbourne, Australia

PST is/was/ever will be: Nick Boddington (bass), Harry Howard (guitar), Sonke Rickertsen (drums), Simon Strong (voice).

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