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The Biggest Village

by Gordon Duthie

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1.
Burning Boat 03:11
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Growing apart is natural When you burn at different ends Could meet in the middle one day To resolve our differences This industry is tough But the money is good Hard manual work White collar livelihood Relationships are hard work I get bored easily Nasty and ruthless Fake sincerity The promise that kills me That road trip round the coast It will happen The passenger is a ghost Filling cracks with paper Sent it down Running from debts Is normal in this town Filling cracks with paper Sent it down Running from debts Is normal in this town Completely obsessed The brokers are clowns They don't have the passion To turn this all around I wanted it so bad Old habits die hard Distant reality Scrapped in the shipyard Filling cracks with paper Sent it down Running from debts Is normal in this town Filling cracks with paper Sent it down Running from debts Is normal in this town The wreath around a model No body in the box The bigger man did Actions above the talk Call to the cliff side The final straw is found Woken up by the law Smoke bellows out Filling cracks with paper Sent it down Running from debts Is normal in this town Filling cracks with paper Sent it down Running from debts Is normal in this town
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Emotional Vampire 03:00
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Seal was broken With a friendly pour A world opened To a vulnerable soul Nature or nurture Isolation tank Grey mist outside Red emotional bank The past fades away Blurs out of focus Work erodes After the morning roll No fear of enemies Or their constant threat New positive change Or a risky bet Midday rising Not monetising Their enterprising When I'm not revising Midday rising Not monetising Their enterprising When I'm not revising Came to study Not to rot with you Dark reality Rotten stale spew Green with envy Behind that shady door Biting necks Under the floor Injecting sugar When heads are turned No exercise allowed Only dreams are burnt Peaking early Not growing up Go get a job Honour or luck Midday rising Not monetising Their enterprising When I'm not revising Midday rising Not monetising Their enterprising When I'm not revising Received a favour Rubbed it in my face Entitled to a living Front of disgrace Midday rising Not monetising Their enterprising When I'm not revising Midday rising Not monetising Their enterprising When I'm not revising
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Fear of Expression 05:59
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Head down on the table Quiet and glum The rules are simple Don't praise anyone Local is terrible It's never any fun No mass exposure An audience of one A life at sea isn't easy No escape from the men around No place for emotion A constant proving ground Hiding drink under the table Hungover on Christmas Day Living in a fantasy That everything's OK Old school operations The way its always been done Speaking out of turn Gets a ruler off your thumb Old school operations The way its always been done Speaking out of turn Gets a ruler off your thumb October SAD syndrome Another bleak winter Thought hibernation The spring won't linger Exams were easy I failed my real agenda They don't know that Blowing tales to Brenda Nobody in this closed loop Knows internal struggles Didn't bring up a fool In this tiny bubble Breaking down is not an option Even with diagnosis Hide your ignorance son It's better that nobody knows Old school operations The way its always been done Speaking out of turn Gets a ruler off your thumb Old school operations The way its always been done Speaking out of turn Gets a ruler off your thumb Before the meeting I had a lot to say In the heat of the moment Words fell away Afterwards Jokes flew in my head No cocky response Went flat instead Being a recluse Gets things done Coping with distractions Isn't very fun Typing instead of speaking Staring at screens Stalking online Before the rise of machines Old school operations The way its always been done Speaking out of turn Gets a ruler off your thumb Old school operations The way its always been done Speaking out of turn Gets a ruler off your thumb
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Hidden Agendas 05:38
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Higher education is a waste of time When you can lie and always climb When cars outweigh liabilities Trouble is never far away Brought here with false promises No challenges or love The cold and dark flat Seems there's nothing above Going out for social bonding I can't see it here Fights and lewd behaviour Sad junk food and tears Jealous retail managers Add to the misery When the big boss comes in I can feel their obvious pain To let signs Are never far away Break you down The north east way To let signs Are never far away Break you down The north east way To let signs Are never far away Break you down The north east way To let signs Are never far away Break you down The north east way Machiavellian delusion The hard granite door Blaming those at the top Is the simple cure Looking for lambs Who will sell their soul A placement of corruption In a black hole The work night out is the moment When lines are crossed for good There's no going back from deviance You working class fool Threats keep them in business So harbour secrets aren't told No such thing as gummys When your forced to wear a blindfold To let signs Are never far away Break you down The north east way To let signs Are never far away Break you down The north east way
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Jump Before You're Pushed 02:56
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Boast about the good times Self pity when it's bad Those hours of nothing Made them deal that ugly hand Freedom comes easy With a notice letter A couple of weeks With no scrutiny or pressure Dodgy expenses Football violence Tedious bravado Pitching silence Nothings owned Plenty owed Garages full In empty homes Didn't read Took the credit You'll always know History edit Didn't read Took the credit You'll always know History edit Didn't read Took the credit You'll always know History edit Didn't read Took the credit You'll always know History edit Miles do the work Gums flap till they hurt Backs are stabbed Linking in pervert Tails between legs Doing it for the family A secret side Hidden from reality Creditors suffer Dividends are paid First class flights From a town of dismay Where is the crisis White metalwork Will it come back Benefits and perks Didn't read Took the credit You'll always know History edit Didn't read Took the credit You'll always know History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit History edit
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Liquid Religion 03:54
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Moment of weakness One of those sinners Where I used to pray Now makes me shiver Kick off a wing mirror Reflecting jealous life The old congregation Lie in afterlife He wouldn't go for anything Now he won't stay away Early on Sunday Means the break of day I take it all in Grandchildren sing Invisible pews Used for one night flings An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead The chips were down I looked above The dice was thrown In the hope of luck Stained glass windows Colourful characters From bible stories To sticky floors Balconies were full Of the quiet types The ledge is now jumped from A weapon in bar fights Praying for peace Harmonious world Destroyed by developers Sin unfurled An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead An empty past Turned into bars Praise the liquid Religion is dead
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Paper Chaser 03:34
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Granite dreams Revolve around stuff Leaving exams Equals no hard luck Dripping black gold Flee the villages A small town clan Adds resilience Self help books Written by crooks Who know that genes Don't just power looks Over qualified Selling nuts and bolts Chrome and glass No Kaizen notes Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Those days were great Shadowing the master Business coming in No sign of disaster Over sincere Seen as a plus The truth is Your always bossed Character escorted By a table full of rentals Hero to zero In one tragic night Those evil winking eyes When the thrust was broken Jumping on graves With no time for remorse Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Bribing them with presents The best ever Spinning plates Home from home Gifts for workers With open mouths The silent grafter Will soon be out Master of bull Controlling situations Winning all the time False circle of trust Part-time prophet No financial worries A clear mind Its easy doing nothing Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires Dangerous entitlement Is easy to acquire Simply forgetting It backfires
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Record Store No More 04:30
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Once a street of art With a small screen left The lights went out With little regret Belmont Street A shadow of itself Sharks and dives Mirror empty shelves Physical connections Are lost in the past Digital convenience Collector outcasts A slow industry Smoking cigars Peer to peer networks Landed from Mars Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified A culture office Replaced the last strand Hard to make up In fairyland Cobbled streets Junk in the cracks Liquor churches Playing the tracks Supposed to be closer More connected Further away Every day Sit in the house It's too easy Those hours waiting Completely needy Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified Middle men are gone Desperate for relevance Mass marketed For lifestyle benefits There are less dreamers Looking for fame Struggling devotees Still doing the same Work work work Get paid paid paid Too busy feeling pockets Vibrating away Gormless glances At plastic toys Search engines Background noise Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified Independents died Corporates cried Clinging to games Sales diversified
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Sitting by the Shore 05:31
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Sitting on the Broad Hill Horizon stands still Nobody far, nobody near Rotten wood and sandy shoes The monthly cheque Ties me to this bench In the place With traffic bottlenecks I never saw another land Short sighted and stubborn The glint of the station Did enough to catch my eye No fishing boats in the harbour Their cargo isn't required Our city doesn't need them Just the towns with nothing tonight Checklists and books That are not academic Their white-collar son Another generic Checklists and books That are not academic Their white-collar son Another generic I've been doing this for years Looking for answers The long blue reflection Has always been there Is the twitch from the cold Or the mental stranglehold I can see the masts Through the ghost ship hold Obsessed about vessels Compulsive desire to look A disorder of a hobby Not in any schoolbook An official diagnosis Will only hurt the ego Inner acceptance is fine For now, anyway Checklists and books That are not academic Their white-collar son Another generic Checklists and books That are not academic Their white-collar son Another generic Tall tales go up this coastline Everything is always fine Made for life Without doing time Running down the boulevard Kills two birds with one stone I look healthy and active My mind drifts to the shore Looking back makes me nervous My spirit went to waste I'm on an upward curve now Although that maybe misplaced Confident and carefree Away from that bench I look up there now And can never forget Checklists and books That are not academic Their white-collar son Another generic Checklists and books That are not academic Their white-collar son Another generic
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Who You Know 05:11
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Moving to older classrooms Changes lives The weak get weaker Kings step down A toilet cubicle I can just fit in Dictators dictated Threats scratched on the door Lazy teachers Hated back Their energy's long gone We're sold as a con Reinvention's easier The further away you go Running from life With shadows you can't outgrow This city is a village Where the past is always near Round every corner Has potential of fear This city is a village Where the past is always near Round every corner Has potential of fear This adult environment Is populated by kids The same insecurities Capped at the end Assessment days are wasted Uncle sealed the job Another privileged one On the pile to rise above Old school networks Lets the wealth flow Banks and buildings Assets château grown The only one whose trying It's not the done thing here Relatives and purse holders Rule and sneer This city is a village Where the past is always near Round every corner Has potential of fear This city is a village Where the past is always near Round every corner Has potential of fear A harbour man A harbour man A harbour man A harbour man A harbour man A harbour man A harbour man A harbour man in the country No ties to the land He dreams of the sea Spad in hand Dirty overalls In a city boutique A rural outcast A working class freak Poor connections Only get you so far Digging graves and cutting grass Is the summer of caviar No help from anyone Did it on my own Familiar words A self made groan This city is a village Where the past is always near Round every corner Has potential of fear This city is a village Where the past is always near Round every corner Has potential of fear

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Produced by Gordon Duthie

Lyrics written by Gordon Duthie

Instrumentals arranged or composed and performed or programmed by Gordon Duthie

Vocals performed by Gordon Duthie

Recorded during 2016 / 2017 in Aberdeenshire, Scotland

Mixed and mastered by Kevin McNoldy

Art direction and design by Gordon Duthie

“Gordon Duthie - The Biggest Village (Cover Art).jpg” (commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Gordon_Duthie_-_The_Biggest_Village_(Cover_Art).jpg) is derived and transformed from "Footdee” (www.geograph.org.uk/photo/1250964) by Stephen Branley and is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0 (creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/) and “Gordon Duthie - The Biggest Village (Cover Art).jpg” (commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Gordon_Duthie_-_The_Biggest_Village_(Cover_Art).jpg) is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0 (creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/) by Gordon Duthie

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