"No Reptiles" as written by and Pritchard Jeremy Joseph Higgs Jonathan Joseph....
Slip from the trees to the dirt to the menace to
the wild to the car, under snow, cut to ribbons
like a coral to your shin, like a manacle to swing

Fresh from the breast now a river running fat,
to the manor born a rat, to the manor born
a flea, to a flood to a drain, now a rubber
now a chain

I was in the war
You were in the war

Plump from the sugar-water pump, with the
city at your back, to the cannon with a match,
from a milk into a mass grave, never mind that
I can take that

Bones in a bowl like a toad-in-the-hole, take
the shape of the mould, like a mummy on a
pole, and a merry little head bob around when
you're dead

I was on my knees
You were on your knees

And no reptiles! Just soft boiled eggs in shirts
and ties, waiting for the flashing green man
Quivering and wobbling just like all the eggs
you know

I’m going to kill a stranger
So don’t you be a stranger

Oh baby it’s alright
It’s alright to feel
like a fat child
in a pushchair
Old enough to run
Old enough to fire a gun

Just give me this one night
Just one night to feel
Like I might be, on the right path
The path that takes me home
Wise enough to know myself

Old enough to fire a gun...

Just give me this one night
Just one night to feel


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    General Comment'fresh from the breast now a river running fat to the manor born a rat to the manor born a flea to flood to a drain now a rubber now a chain'
    all of society is passive and doing nothing like a flood of fat sliding down the street. it ends up in the drain doing nothing.
    'no reptiles just soft boiled eggs in shirts and ties, waiting for the flashing green man quivering and wobbling just like all the eggs you know'.
    the earth isn't controlled by evil reptile people it is controlled by soft blobs of fat who wobble about terrified that they are going to be overthrown or all the evil things they are doing might be found out.
    'it's alright to feel like a fat child in a push chair old enough to run old enough to fire a gun'
    society thinks it's okay to feel like we are being controlled and pushed around in 'a push chair' even though we can defeat these controlling blobs.
    jonjonwinnyon April 24, 2016   Link
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    My InterpretationNo idea what this is about. Ask Duncan.
    For me it conjured images of frail unprepared people going to war. Used to going to work in offices. Just fat boiled eggs in shirts and ties.
    The outro goes to another place we don't yet know. What a band.
    mickylaneon June 21, 2017   Link

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