New Maps Of Hell

by Matthew Neel

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released July 4, 2012

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Track Name: That Is All
Did you figure out what your life’s about
Well is it for the kids
Is it drink or work or drugs
Or is it anything you can get
Are you chasing down your own oblivion
Or are you on the mend
Are you skating on the thinnest ice
Wishing you could choose your friends

I’m thinking of a better place where
No-one has to follow
This at all
Your big ambitions lead to
The biggest kind of fall
That is all

Is your company making money
Do you keep it in the black
Do you suffer executive ulcer
Stress-induced heart attack
Are you swimming with bigger fishes
Are you moving with the tides
Or are you seated out on the street
Waiting for your time to rise

I’m thinking of a better place where
No-one has to follow
This at all
Your big ambitions lead to
The biggest kind of fall
That is all

We’ll never give it up completely
Cos it’s plain to see
Ambition takes its toll
Over one and all
We’ll never give it up completely
Cos it’s plain to see
We all need a place to go
When we just don’t know
Track Name: You Don't Belong Here
Rich man poor man
Looking for a change
Walls to splinter
Cells to re-arrange
Medicine still
For the sick and for the well

Poor kid don’t stick
Your neck out on the line
Yeah the rich may fish but
The poor can read the signs
No sense us still thinking everybody ill

Pray for the sun to come out
Cast a shadow again
Be on a reasonable doubt
Hope the wind and the rain
Will never wear us all out
Hope that nobody says
You don’t
Belong
Here

Rich kid fixed it
To always put the blame
On the poor kid sure that
The balls all look the same
And one big win could see you
Sitting pretty thin

Pray for the sun to come out
Cast a shadow again
Be on a reasonable doubt
Hope the wind and the rain
Will never wear us all out
Hope that nobody says
You don’t
Belong
Here

Oh no
You Don’t
Belong
Here
Track Name: Over The Hills And Back Again
Sweetheart where’s the limit
Call on spirits for protection
Saints and curses too
A plan to get us back home
Safe and sound where
All our faith is grounded
Wrapped in brick and air and steel and song

You can push us down but
Always we will remain
Over the hills and back again

No direction home we’re
Out-paced the fuse is blown we’re
Drinking to hide the signs of thinking
And smiling makes my teeth ache
Chasing dreams of heartbreak
No-one told me to take
Notice of the background hum

You can push us down but
Always we will remain
Over the hills and back again
Take a running jump cos
All this is is a game
Over the hills and back again

Sweetheart how does it follow
All our big tomorrows
Line up and never come they
Wait for the starting gun and
Daybreak is hours away and
All we gain are paper chains
And trust the rest will follow on

You can push us down but
Always we will remain
Over the hills and back again
Take a running jump cos
All this is is a chain
Over the hills and back again
Track Name: Emily
Emily
Am I what you thought I’d be
Am I hitting all the marks
Or am I flailing in the dark

Tell me sweet
Did I knock you off your feet
Are you with me all the way
Or are you planning a swift getaway

By the way
I know that you’re the one for me
By the way
I believethat it should be easy
By the way do you by the way
Do you feel the same
Tell me plain
Won’t you

Emily
Gonna make you want to marry me
I love you for your mind
Although you’ve got a great behind

By the way
I know that you’re the one for me
By the way
I believethat it should be easy
By the way do you by the way
Do you feel the same
Tell me plain
Won’t you
Track Name: First World Blues
If you feel down-at-heel
Strapped into your willing wheel well
As you watch it all come loose yeah
Welcome to the first world blues yeah
Welcome to the first world blues

Don’t you think that we’re taking it too far
Driving in your big car
Thinking that you’re all the rage son
Talking like a loaded gun
Where’d you get your information from
Asking all the wrong questions
Like where you gonna hide son

If you find your peace-of-mind
Disappears as it all unwinds well
When even living raises bruises yeah
Welcome to the first world losers club
Welcome to the first world losers club

Don’t you think that we’re taking it too far
Driving in your big car
Thinking that you’re all the rage son
Talking like a loaded gun
Where’d you get your information from
Asking all the wrong questions
Like where you gonna hide son
Track Name: Well Anyway
We are the beaten generation
Black-and-blue and godforsaken
But don’t start thinking that we’re easy prey
Cos we’ll never give an inch and we’ll dig our teeth in
We are the waking catatonic
Insulated and hydroponic
We’re not bad men but we like to sin
We’re not fighting men but we’ll smash your face in

The place we seek is a
Paradise that preys upon
The souls of the weak
The strong all say
Well anyway well anyway well anyway

We are the bruises
On the apples
The hidden product
Of core denial
Sink to the neck in a drink so long
Gotta nail me to a plank to carry me home
God give me strength but the state I’m in
Got paranoia seeping out of my skin

The place we seek is a
Paradise that preys upon
The souls of the weak
The strong all say
Well anyway well anyway well anyway

We are the beaten generation
Black-and-blue and godforsaken
But don’t start thinking that we’re easy prey
Cos we’ll never give an inch and we’ll dig our teeth in
Sink to the neck in a drink so long
Gotta nail me to a plank to carry me home

The place we seek is a
Paradise that preys upon
The souls of the weak
The strong all say
Well anyway well anyway well anyway
Track Name: Hey Citizen
Is it seven or is it eight
Is it poetry or real-estate that
Calls your number and rings your bell
Well is it heaven or is it hard to tell
Brush your teeth and say your prayers
Try to keep that monster below stairs
From over-eating he’s gaining weight
You’ve gotta wonder how much he could take
Of us

Hey Citizen you are
Reminiscent of a slave
Hey Spartacus you are no
Freer than the rest of us

Do you walk or do you drive
Will you give it one last try or
Cut the engine and drift in space
Do you recognise the bitter taste
Of dust

Hey Citizen you are
Reminiscent of a slave
Hey Spartacus you are no
Freer than the rest of us

Do you raise or do you fold
Do you watch your whole damn life get
Sold from underneath you to passers-by
At the great car-boot sale in the sky

Hey Citizen you are
Reminiscent of a slave
Hey Spartacus you are no
Freer than the rest of us
Track Name: A Little Peace
Are we running too fast
For our luck to find us
Are we chattering too loud
To hear the dark remind us

That we are free
The only prisoner is you
No guarantee
But maybe one big score would
Get you some release
Some change from the day
You could buy a little peace
No matter what they say

Are we praying too loud
For the gods to hear us
Filling up the back rows
Talking through the chorus

But we are free
The only prisoner is you
No guarantee
But maybe one big score would
Get you some release
Some change from the day
You could buy a little peace
No matter what they say
Track Name: We Will Be Dreaming
Lately I don’t see the funny side
Nothing seems quite right
The house is dark the hall is quiet
Where is all the love the noise the sympathy
Close it down it’s dead to me
Please take the key and lock and bolt the door

Set the clocks to 8:15
Leave us as we’ll always be
Sitting waiting for our queen for evermore

We will be dreaming
Of an older kinder land
Where we could be happy all the time
Where we didn’t ever really mind
We will be dreaming
That there is still a distant place
Where there are smiles on our faces
Smiles on our faces

Lately I can’t seem to understand
Anything that’s said to me
I think the gist is why you can’t
Open up your eyes
And now we walk away pretend that there’s
Something in our eyes and say
Goodbye

Set the clocks to 8:15
Leave us as we’ll always be
Sitting waiting for our queen for evermore

We will be dreaming
Of an older kinder land
Where we could be happy all the time
Where we didn’t ever really mind
We will be dreaming
That there is still a distant place
Where there are smiles on our faces
Smiles on our faces

Lately I can’t seem to work out why
Paradise eludes me
Blame it on the way I can’t work out how to lose you
Track Name: Wise Up
Sing me my Queen
A song fit for our dreams
A song coloured with laughter and light
A nursery-rhyme
For these sour old times
Full of famine and bloodshed and blight

Sing me my dear
A song seasoned with tears
A song true to the trouble and strife
An atheist hymn
For the gods to step in
And make sure we all end up all right

Wise up wise up
Our orbit’s degrading
And no-one’s complaining
Wise up wise up
We are in charge of nothing at all

Sing me my friend
A song fit for the end
A song tempered with steel and strain
Starving for real
For a new set of wheels
And praying to god it would rain

Sing me my love
A song straight from above
Of the only real master to take
It lives in your eyes
And the only surprise
Is how long it took me to locate

Wise up wise up
Our orbit’s degrading
And no-one’s complaining
Wise up wise up
We are in charge of nothing at all
Track Name: Too High Hopes
I know the chances I
Have of being satisfied
But whatever lies in store
I won’t argue anymore
No I won’t struggle any more

I know the dance routine
And all the steps that lie between
What you want and what you need
And what you must have guaranteed

I can’t help holding
Too high hopes
I can’t help thinking
All is good
I can’t help holding too high hopes
I can’t help holding too high hopes

I know the likelihood
Of keeping dtraight and keeping good
But I won’t listen to the score
I’m not counting anymore
No I’m not counting anymore

I can’t help holding
Too high hopes
I can’t help thinking
All is good
I can’t help holding too high hopes
I can’t help holding too high hopes

I know the faces I
Always use to get me by
My stock expression of shattered calm
My default state of vague alarm

I can’t help holding
Too high hopes
I can’t help thinking
All is good
I can’t help holding too high hopes
I can’t help holding too high hopes

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