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by Dog Canute

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1.
Seeking Comfort in the Fist 03:03
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SEEKING COMFORT IN THE FIST First incision, delivered by a blade Dragged into light I kick my life away I’m angry can’t you see Upset the apple cart Square peg in a round hole It doesn’t fit at all (x2) (I kick it over, I kick it out I kick it over, I kick it out I kick to start, just watch me flex (chorus) Watch me flex…) Seeking comfort in the fist Like a babe to the nipple Hackles rise, uneasiness And the atmosphere ripples I’m flexing flab in code And we surround the prey Fight for first hit There is no other way There is no other way The meat on my fist Also fills my head And all the blood I spill It becomes my bed Home is where the heart is Home is where they fall (You’re the fear I need Watch me flex) copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Premonition (Stumbles Around) 03:42
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PREMONITION (STUMBLES AROUND)’ He stumbles around…those dark empty eyes No embers just ashes…he sees me No time for pity…own self to blame Wearing shoe souls…they see me (He’s nothing, she’s shit, they fascinate… a junkie, a saint as they stumble …around) Dissolving away…first a tooth, then a face With his radio off, he can hear things To the people around them They’re a sorry mistake (angels all burnt out and fallen from… angel’s all burnt out and fallen from …grace) they’re nothing, they’re shit just flotsam adrift wino’s and saint’s with their halo’s askew(x2) they’re nothing, they’re shit just flotsam adrift angel’s all burnt out and fallen from grace(x2) ‘I’ve got my radio on and I’m tuning radio on and I’m tuning I’ve got my black box on & I’m listening Got my black box off & I’m listening. I’m tied up with string, elastic and pins I’m tied up with string, elastic & pins & I’m tuning I’m tied up with string, elastic & pins & I’m grinning I’m grinning at you Pointing at you, laughing at you… Part of a person…stumble around Moth to lighthouse…phantom earth-bound Blood like water…washed out, fading Carry no burdens…dissolving away As I stumble around… copyright Dog Canute 2012
3.
Fuck Your Gods (parts I and II) 04:50
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fuck your gods! Taste the first flower, so primordial Out of this nothing…will come your unborn soul And you’ll see the first star You will feel the first thoughts So take a long drink…from the ancient cup Taste the first flower, so primeval And out of this nothing…will come something new Sex & death, sand & dust Centuries can’t cover or hide It ripples just below the moss & bubbles just beneath the soil Over ground they ride the breeze A billion children follow me Searching for a safety zone (doom section) ‘…rolling, rolling on the breeze hidden from all ears and eyes saprophyte & colonise mycorrhizal honesty saprophyte & colonise mycorrhizal honesty sex & death, sand & dust centuries can’t cover or hide (it ripples just below the moss & bubbles just beneath the soil) x2 Over ground they ride the breeze A billion children follow me Searching for a safety zone An anchor in your skin An anchor in your mind AN ANCHOR IN YOUR SOUL copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Slug Matador 02:02
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Sick of the night We dream of light Tired of slime We want our time Place in the sun Sand, salt & sun Fascists must die Artists shall fry Cubist hat cop Hemmingway stop Needing no bull Dali so dull We want your wet We want your moisture We want your sweat We want your time (We want the red, the gold, the brocade we want your lives, we want you dead) we are the horned, glistens our trail so as we slide, lick holy grail we are the soft, leathery lipped we are the strong, feathery tipped. (we want y’wet, we want y’moisture, we want y’dead) copyright Dog Canute 2012
5.
Cattle Mutilation Expedition 02:26
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C.M.E (LOVE SONG) …And on a wet day, the universe contracts to the size of the room I’m in About this big and so high x2 And on a dull day, the universe fades To a puddle the colour of dung… Which reminds me, I surprise you, The soil it grows for me, The rain it falls for me, The world exists for me, You creatures die for me, You never question why, I never question why, Yon never question why, I never question why And on a hot day, the universe reverts To the colour of blood, Of the blood I spill, About this red, about this warm, About this red, about this warm... Something to ruminate, Something to inseminate, Something to mutilate, SOMETHING TO MUTILATE Oh those big brown eyes and tender steak-like cries, Let’s do the bovine waltz, let’s do the bovine stagger, Let’s do the foot & mouth shuffle, Fire! Light my pyre! Pandemic, epidemic, endemic, hallucinogenic... Avian, bovine, equine, saline, I’m fine, you’re fine, not mine, not mine! copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Mantra 02:43
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‘MANTRA’ All that glitters, could be it? All that flashes, could be it? All that beckons, could be it? All that shines, could be mine! All that promises, could be hit? All that rankles, could be wit? All that shines, could be shit? All that rushes, could be fools? All that glitters? Could be… All that flashes? Could be… All that beckons? Could be… All that shines? Could be… (All that promises could be hit All that rankles could be wit All that shines could be shit All that rushes could be fools) All that glitters… All that flashes… All that beckons… All that shines… (All that promises…Etc) Be happy with the shit you’ve got & not the shit that you have not, behappy withtheshit you’vegot &notthe shitthat youhavenot… Behappywiththeshityou’vegot&nottheshithatyouhavenot! All that flashes, smash it All that glitters, break it up All that shines, All that shines, kill it copyright Dog Canute 2012
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In The Land of Green Ginger 03:57
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In the land of green ginger Far from smoke sand and tears In a green land of hate and fear Cocooned from all the hordes of chaos Amerika lies dreaming And Uncle Sham is keeping All of his embryos safe Oil floats on water, but where does the blood go? Bombs keep on falling, but where does the blood go? Cameras keep on pointing & where has the blood gone? Scum floats on water, scum floats on water… Strange vultures are wheeling And waiting, anticipating…x2 Waiting for the slaughter of son and of daughter Of mother and father, brother and sister Of Jane and John Doe, of friend and of foe And the dollar sign shines And the dollar sign shines in their eyes copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Plastic Wings 02:35
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Plastic wings (mightierthanthouist) (gtr intro)x2 No hope with plastic wings Must fight the piston ring Too fast for me to follow Shallow, empty, oh so hollow See I’m standing still It seems I’m hardly moving All around there’s chaos But don’t you find it soothing? I live to a different beat A one that’s slow and steady You think I drag my feet But I’m just not ready (See I just can’t play Your self destructive games And the way you push your (Speed addicted aims) x2 I’d rather bathe in dirt Than wallow in pretension Or tick another box (To grab your sad attention) x2 (leave a block of 4) See I’m standing still To you I’m hardly moving While all around is chaos Don’t you find it soothing! (continued over) And it makes me sick To think we’re all the same When all your dreams and schemes Are sodden in self gain Your pleasures are pathetic A path that shuns all ethics Without a fix we flap (Without a teat we’re trapped) x2 You see I just can’t play Your self destructive games And the way you push your (Speed addicted aims) x2 No hope with plastic wings Must fight the piston ring Too fast for me to follow Shallow empty, so hollow Your pleasures are pathetic A path that shuns all ethics (Without a fix we flap Without a teat we’re trapped) x2 copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Pig-Man 04:33
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Porcini / little pigs Throwing pearls amongst the swine x2 Who is mad the world or me? Fat fingers squeeze tobacco, cigar-shaped Who will crumble? They recognise the bliss, his sister calls him thick They recognise the bliss, his sister calls him sick He takes another beating, from the big bad shovel He takes another beating from the big bad shovel From the big bad wolf, from the big bad wolf He hits them hard, hits them with spades He hits them hard, hits them with spades The poor pigs they can’t fight back The poor pigs they can’t fight back And when they see him they gets scared I’d like to hit him, hit him hard I’d like to hurt him, hurt him bad I’d like to hit him, hit him hard I’d like to hurt him, hurt him bad He sees the softness in the bristle, the pure in the dirt He sees the softness in the bristle, the pure in the dirt But sister sees the grease, my sister wipes the plate My sister sees the grease, I lick my platter clean Who is mad the world or me To pig man this plain to see Throwing pearls before the swine Pi man… Who is mad the world or me To pig man this plain to see Throwing pearls before the swine Pig man… Little piggies, come out to play…. Trick or treat piggies, trick or treat piggies We’re all dead meat piggies All dead meat piggies… copyright Dog Canute 2012.
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Dodder 02:32
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Dodder Hellweed & devil’s-guts I set my roots that wither I gather sustenance from my chosen host I’m a taker, not a giver (Bitter-sweet I climb, a tendril, a vine I puncture your armour ‘til your passions are mine) I’m bindweed, constrictor Quick growing, I strangle Nightshade, henbane Alkaloid and atropine (bittersweet I climb, a tendril, a vine I puncture your armour ‘til your body is mine ‘til your body is mine) ‘…Detritus and debris, clutter my way. Mountains and molehills are similar monsters. Staggering over ruins, tripping thru’ the weeds And talking to fading ghosts, this all I need.’ …Talking to fading ghosts, this is all I need (x3) I’m a TAKER not a GIVER (x2) I’m a HOARDER not a SPILLER (x4) etc. copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Man of Straw 02:42
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Man of straw I am the man… I am the man of straw I am the man… I am the man of straw My mouth is stuffed, my eyelids sealed My ears blocked… I’m tethered down with lies and tacks…x2 …and the voices I hear are the grubs in my head eating their way through the lies that I’m fed With mud and with straw, I see no more With thick beeswax my bondage binds The burning ricks all blue and back And the lines I follow from your forked tongue Are burning a path to a hole in my sun… I am the man… I am the man of straw I am the man… I am the man of straw copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Throw it Away 03:29
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throw it away keep it throw it away keep it recycle michael and thingy keep it throw it away keep it baby throw it away throw it away keep it keep it i said keep it children keep it everybody keep it throw it away keep it chuck it fuck it retain it detain it recycle michael THROW IT AWAY keep it throw it away keep it baby throw it away!! throw it away!!!! keep it keep it i said keep it children i said keep it everybodykeep it throw it away keep it recycle michael and thingy keep it throw it away keep it baby throw it away throw it away keep it keep it i said keep it children keep it everybody!
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Burnt 01:11
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Is nothing sacred? Is nothing holy? Just like a dark horse Kicking the walls down Breeding a monster an apple a day boy! Blowing the ego Blowing the horn, child! He wrestles so darkly Just like a devil Laying the angel Flesh next to flesh. They’re peeling the skin back Rubbing the salt in Just like an engine Just like a drug… They’re pricking the prick on to the sharp thorn kicking the prick ‘till all hell is sprawling Henry the miller Tell us your verdict.. Is nothing sacred? Is nothing holy? Just like a dark horse Kicking the walls down Watch as it crumbles… Obscene is crawling… censorship drowning taboos are burning Burnt copyright Dog Canute 2012
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Nothing to Offer 04:02
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Nothing to offer I’ve nothing to offer that hasn’t been said No pre-packed catechism Not a glimmer in my head I’m an empty vessel No wheel for my rudder I’m no sacred cow No milk in my udder (X2) My head hollow vacuous & void My tongue is tongue-tied And the noise annoys (X2) I’ve got no name to label you No powder in my gun (But suddenly the sirens sound And it’s time to fight or run X2) (short gap) I feel I’m on the threshold Looking in before the curtain falls (just before the blade it drops before the empire falls X2) I’ve nothing to offer That hasn’t been said No pre-packed catechism Not a glimmer in my head I’m an empty vessel No wheel for my rudder I’ve killed the sacred cow There was no milk in its udder I’ve nothing to offer, nothing at all (X2) copyright dog canute 2007.

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Dog Canute on this album:

Ziggy Canute - vocals
John Cosyne - drums
Nick Canute - guitars, bass
Dave Stockton - bass

Recorded at Saprophyte Studios 2007-09.
Live bonus tracks recorded at The Grapes, Sheffield.
Thanks to Ash and Brian.
Re-mixed by Nick Canute 2012.

Artwork by Tony Broadhurst (R.I.P.) and Nick Canute

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released January 9, 2013

Music and lyrics by Dog Canute except "Throw it Away" which is by Sukmunki.

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Dog Canute Sheffield, UK

Sheffield, UK noise-rock > guitar Nick
> vocs Ziggy > drums Paul > bass Joel

Also check The Midnight Choir (80s post-punk Sheffield UK) and Sixteen Hooves (Beefheartian 2 piece)

Thanks to our friend Jack Beals (Florida) for the logo painting. ... more

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