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Hum Of Life (Remastered 2009)

by Dog Faced Hermans

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Jan 9 04:57
Jan 9 In future time The day science clipped its wings Nobody flew We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground Jan 9 In future time The day science clipped its The day science clipped its Nobody flew-w-w-w We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground We all stood around Shaking hands on the ground We could only see the soles of their feet We thought there were angels up ahead We could only see the soles of their feet We thought there were angels up ahead We could only see the soles of their feet We thought there were angels up ahead We decided that science Which restricts information to the powers-that-be Is a bad science We decided no more To be utilised As "the objective voice" We decided no more To blind the people That we knew more things About that which was Invisible than they We decided no more To be brought on As the voice of the truth We decided that That which does not advance us Is directly aligned to That which destroys We decided that the resources Are after all Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite Finite
2.
Viva 02:20
In the vicious flares Of the mad young men In the coated curls Of the up-faced girls In the thickening Of my mother's legs I see what's to come Sister walks alone Through the streets at night Mother is at home With the telephone Brother's never there In the north somewhere Chasing up the work All the boards are up Houses all for sale Patterning the street With the gardens wild I can't keep the junk From the door at night Baby baby pink Baby baby blue No one ever said It would be like this I don't feel at home I don't feel at home I don't feel at home I am in my tribe With its dark complaint That you often hear On the women's lips As they lose their grip Where did we go wrong? I go to my friends And we sit in bars And we talk like girls Who are making plans And we talk like girls Who are making plans To get out of here Baby baby pink Baby baby blue No one ever said It would be like this I don't feel at home I don't feel at home I don't feel at home
3.
Give her the money and let her take care of it The hook and the wire and the bloody red red Give her the bottle and let her take care of it The hook and the wire, and the hook and the wire Give her the number and let her take care of it The hook and the wire and the bloody red red red Give her the letter and let her take care of it The hook and the wire, and the hook and the wire Oh I living, I living, I low Oh I living, I living, I low Give her the money and let her take care of it The hook and the wire and the bloody red red Give her the bottle, she'll walk through the streets The stairs, the stairs, the stairs, falling-down accident Give her the powder and let her take care of it We got her in stitches, we got her in stitches Give her the father and let him take care of it The fool, the fool, the fool Dirty little, dirty little Dirty little, dirty little Dirty little, dirty little Dirty little, dirty little She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather She's wearing a coat that's too thin for the weather Too thin for the weather Too thin for the weather
4.
I hover - you stutter We miss - and crash Mystery lies in the space between us Mystery lies in the space between My tongue gibbers but in your language It's a miracle thing Godsake How we connect How we connect How we connect How we connect My tongue gibbers but in your language How we connect We connect How we connect We connect Fact of life is a fact of distance Poverty lies in the space between us Mystery lies in the space between us I make sound which approaches language Make my tongue a physical one Fact of life is a fact of closeness I lose nothing in this attempt I lose nothing in this attempt I lose nothing in this attempt I lose nothing in this attempt
5.
Fuck cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Fuck cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Fuck cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Cleans fast without scratching Love Love split Love split with blood With blood With blood
6.
Wings 04:17
Somewhere in wartime She lost her heart They came back heroes With wings on This was not romance Nor glorycide Back with white feathers And wings on Ask her to tell you She'll tell you something A story of time Stopping Ask her to show you She'll show you something Pretty gold medal With wings on And if you go there Know why you go Don't let them sell you Those wings on
7.
The first thing we can hope for After the next great catalypsis Is that the sun will come up Over the bridge Like it did Like it did Yesterday And the day before But by then, we'll all be indians anyway But by then, we'll all be indians anyway White indians Dark indians White indians Dark indians White indians Dark indians White indians Dark indians
8.
Welcome, welcome I would give you the freedom of my own home And you may sit in my kitchen Between the hours of five and six And you may butter your bread On the one side only On the one side only And we can do this Because we're like that And we're quite groovy so you're lucky Remember Welcome I would give you the freedom of my own home And you may, and you may Butter your bread On the one side only On the one side only But hear the dogs Barking Outside Hear the dogs Barking, barking Outside Ooo... Everything in limitation Nothing open-handed Everything in limitation Nothing open-handed Oh, nothing open-handed This is some country this is This is some country this is This is some country Everything in limitation Nothing open-handed Everything in limitation Nothing open-handed Nothing open-handed This is some country this is This is some country this is This is some country Everything in limitation Nothing open-handed Everything in limitation Nothing open-handed Nothing open-handed This is some country Yep yep yep! What did you expect? What did you expect? When you came, when you came, when you came? Hear the dogs Barking Barking Outside Outside Outside
9.
When the truth begins to show Man becomes a living soul When the honey hits the core Then my sweet is everywhere She sits down to write him hers Let this moment include you He receives her with his eyes Let this day be marked by you When the honey hits, it's part of everything When the honey hits, it's part of everything I take what's coming I take what's coming When the honey hits, it's part of everything When the honey hits, it's part of everything I take what's coming I take what's coming She sits down to write him hers Every second enclose you He receives her with his eyes Let this moment include you She sits down to write him hers Let this hour encompass you He receives her with his eyes Let this day be marked by you When the honey hits the core Then my sweet is everywhere When the truth begins to show Man becomes a living soul
10.
Madame la Mer Loosen your stays Throw off those old whale bones Carry me On the wide-hipped sea Throw off those old whale bones Hold your ground When your ship goes down Throw off those old whale bones Madame la Mer Loosen your stays Throw off those old whale bones
11.

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Includes bonus items: booklet in PDF, 23 photos and 7 posters in HQ

All words by DFH except the line 'Love split with blood' by Lydia Lunch. All music by DFH except 'Love split with blood' by 8 - Eyed Spy & 'Peace Warriors' from a tune by Ornette Coleman, plus small theft of the traditional Romanian gypsy tune Rumelaj at the end of Jan 9.

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released January 9, 1993

Colin - bass
Andy - guitar, viola
Marion - voice, trumpette, bells
Wilf - drums
Gert Jan - live sound

Engineered by Jamie Watson.
Produced by DFH & Jamie Watson at Chamber Studio, Edinburgh, Jan '93.

Cover - George Melies, 1907
'L'eclipse du soleil en plein lune.

K147 -A BOMB 010 - 1993.

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Dog Faced Hermans Amsterdam, Netherlands

Dog Faced Hermans formed in Edinburgh, Scotland in 1986, and later moved to Amsterdam. The band was closely associated with The Ex. A mix of energetic post punk, African music, No Wave, Free Jazz and improvisation. They grew out the scene of angular noisy guitar bands in the UK
They disbanded in 1995, with members moving on to projects including Rhythm Activism, The Ex, Kletka Red, Two Pin Din.
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