Brian Eno - The True Wheel
we are the 801

we are the central shaft

and we are here to let you take advantage

of our lack of craft

certain streets have certain corners

sooner or later we'll turn your

we are the 801

we are the central shaft

and thus throughout two years we've crossed the ocean

in our little craft (row, row, row)

now we're on the telephone

making final arrangements (ding, ding)

we are the 801

we are the central shaft

looking for a certain ratio

someone must have left it underneath the carpet

looking up and down the radio

oh, oh, nothing there this time

looking for a certain ratio

someone said they saw it parking in a car lot

looking up and down the radio

oh, oh, nothing there this time

going back down to the rodeo

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here we go!

we are the table the captain's table let's get it understood

let's get it understood

we are the losers we are the cruisers let's get it understood

let's get it understood

we are the diners the final diners let's get it understood

let's get it understood

most of us are tinkers, some of us tailors

and we've got candlesticks and lots of cocktail sticks

we saw the lovers the modern lovers and they looked very good

they looked as if they could

we are the neighbours the nosy neighbours we think just like you would

we think just like you should

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Brian Eno - Third Uncle
there are tins

there was pork

there are legs

there are sharks

there was john

there are cliffs

there was mother

there's a poker

there was you

then there was you

there are scenes

there are blues

there are boots

there are shoes

there are turks

there are fools

they're in lockers

they're in schools

there in you

then there was you

burn my fingers

burn my toes

burn my uncle

burn his books

burn his shoes

cook the leather

put it on me

does it fit me

or you?

it looks tight on you

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Brian Eno - Under
when all the worlds are lost in snow

i have to move this meaning through;

disperse the force so far engendered

all near the steam and summer view

and then remain



where steeples crash in fire and thunder,

where sheets of steel obscure the land,

where word and sense are torn asunder:

here was the place i chose to stand

just when i think i'm going under,

i remain



well all the waves of spin are foaming,

and fake muezzin steam and brew,

formed in the fire of all their longings(?)

this is the way i took it through,

just when i think i'm going under

this is the way i thought it through;

this is the way i took it under

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Brian Eno - What Actually Happened
i, uh, knew a man who once sent a letter to a mail channel that he'd raped his girlfriend and he's now a recovering rapist, attending an incest survivor's twelve step program and the girlfriend, now ex, is in a support group for women who've been raped



what actually happened?



"she was passed out asleep on the couch after we'd been drinking i woke up in the middle of the night horny so i fucked her she didn't wake up; i told her about it in the morning she was furious! 'you raped me!' she said"

what actually happened?

what actually happened?

what actually happened?

what actually happened?

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Brian Eno - Wire Shock
se dou¨¦ a t¨¦ doue se dou¨¦ a te dou¨¦

they live near the lake

they can't see the lake

they live near the lake

and something is nothing

and something is nothing

akakakakakakaka

se dou¨¦ a t¨¦ doue se dou¨¦ a te dou¨¦

they live near the lake

i'll tell you, they had this beautiful house

nobody near (t)his house

something is nothing

something is nothing

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