Carniphobia

by Buffo's Wake

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1.
Die Die Die 02:15
2.
Merrick 03:30
Merrick She can make it all, she can build it all She can raise the whole damn town She can dig the holes, she can rip it all She can pull the whole place down She can melt the Gold, she can melt the gold She can melt the gold in my crown She can fill the mould with her shit and salt and be the queen of this old clown We’ve got forever to know your flesh All memories we share are of a boy I’ve grown to hate I kept those words you sung under my tongue and and then I threw the rest away Although I choke on sullen notes you play into the sky, They’re falling on deaf ears cus all I hear are lies “I can make it all” “I can build it all” “I can raise the whole damn town” “I can dig the holes” “I can rip it all” “I can burn the whole place down” She can make us crawl, she can make us brawl She can make us fall around She can kill us all, she should really kill us all Feed us one and all to the ground We’ve got forever to know your flesh All memories we have are of a boy I’ve grown to hate I kept those words you stung under my tongue and then I threw the rest away Although I choke on sullen notes you play into the sky, They’re falling on deaf ears cus all I hear are lies And that’s nothing new to I I spent my whole entire life believing I won’t cry When you sleep in shallow waters you won’t get swept up in the tide Your soul is just a carnival, the bodies just a ride It’s just a ride She can make me tall, she can make whole She can lift this cold drunk clown She can make me small, she can pick the holes She could tear this old cunt down
3.
Dead Mans Maggot Better when I’m bitten bitten once, twice scared Third time cold, forth/fifth time frozen, sixth I’m not quite there Sickly sick and I gt an itch and a hunger that I can’t quite fix And I’m barely recognised for all the blood in my hair Throbbing through the ventricles and frothing at the mouth I’ve been chomping at my own tongue for too long now So I sink my teeth into fresher meat and the chambers from the hearts that Theyre not needed anymore, they’re just useless fucking meat Every bite ignites a plight of…….. Bombs, a bomb, another stupid song, The more I keep on dropping them, the more they dance along To the pound for pound of gypsy horror sounds I died and then I woke up in the under ground And now Im walking dead But I’ll dance instead The sceptics, the septic, the crass and the sadistic The heroic, the poetic, the deliberately pathetic Critics with acrylics scribbling over relics The fun and idiotic…..everyone will get it I wager that the winners and their snigglers, and thoses ugly little sinners with their filthy little sniggers will be first to go Everytime that you get burned is devoured on the day you turn so grab a fucking seat and watch the world implode Every bite ignites a plight of…….. Bombs, a bomb, another stupid song, The more I keep on dropping them, the more they dance along To the pound for pound of gypsy horror sounds I died and then I woke up in the under ground And now Im walking dead but I’ll dance instead We’re equally cursed and blessed, to ache with such blunt recklessness We all bite more than we chew, cus we’re greedy and glutty fools So don’t get so distressed when you get covered in all of that mess When you bite more than you chew and its all over you
4.
Drunk Girls 04:55
Drunk Girls Drunk girls are poison, oh they’re agony, drunk girls are poison, they make a fool of me Drunk girls are poison when they’re ignored, drunk girls are poison when they’re adored Step into the club or any dark and filthy club You’re a million miles away from love and all that stupid stuff And you spot a coven over there, cackling at the air As you slump into your chair, you can tell they’re at those clothes you wear You start to get a complex, you start to feel like you’re hexed and you think “what the hell have I got to do to get respect, So what if I have to go and slit my neck for the desired effects on the opposite sex I swear I’m not making this up, I always sip from half full cups I’m not exactly starved of love, it is just………………… Drunk girls are poison, oh they’re agony, drunk girls are poison, they make a fool of me Drunk girls are poison when they’re ignored, drunk girls are poison when they’re adored Riddle me this, how does one kiss without a set of fucking lips, Just a serpent hole that spits old venom with denim up to the hips She probably sees the mouse in me with all this vulnerability If one thing here’s a certainty, I ain’t leaving in one piece These names are made of stones and sticks and on my bones they feel like logs and bricks And no matter how many times I go and get fixed, the cracks still appear on the surface Every time I hear a name thrown in my direction I cannot help but welling up and all because…………. Drunks girls are poison, oh they’re agony, drunk girls are poison, they make a fool of me Drunk girls are poison when they’re ignored, drunk girls are poison when they’re adored” Drunk boys are poison, we’re so immature, us boys are poison we’re so insecure
5.
6.
Sold to the Circus Roll up, roll, up “Look alive puppy eyes” she wrestles mutts for scraps With charcoal smoke through tarmac throats, she felt her lung collapse My lover taking punches for the hits that she could get Born in with these clowns on opiates If only she could see what she did to me When she married me in to this freakshow of a family There’s tragic men with painted skin, don’t let them hear you crow Force that grin and don’t give in then it’s ‘on with the show’ There’s brazen girls with matted curls, they howl and scream like apes This carnival of mongrels is ripe with rotten grapes Tricked into the circus with these drunk degenerates
7.
Two Legged Gaunt Freak I’ll give you head aches, I’ll give you earthquakes I’ll give you heartache before I like you I’ll show you disgrace and carve shame on you face I like the bad taste when I sink my teeth in to….. I like the stern stuff, the mean stuff The obscene stuff, the lean stuff The hard stuff, the tough love Cus if you wanna win the game then you gotta play it rough Raw meat Two legged gaunt freak I’ll pull out those ugly fucking teeth before I like you Oh my, black eyes with bites up both thighs I want those hands tied more than I want you With chains round broken legs, I’ll make that skin beg And fuck you with hatred more than I want………… I like the stern stuff, the mean stuff The obscene stuff, the lean stuff The hard stuff, the tough love Cus if you wanna win the game then you gotta play it rough Raw meat Two legged gaunt freak I’ll pull out those ugly fucking teeth before I like you And before I love you
8.
Skellington 04:06
Skellington My skeleton is uncomfortable in its skin Sometimes I want to drop to the ground and crawl Through the dirt and grit and gravel, the glass keeps shredding both my knees But I’m gunna take it like any other animal But my skeleton is uncomfortable in its skin My skeleton uncomfortably weighs me down When not paralyzed its heavy with the fear So I’m pulling all my teeth out and I’m tugging at my hair I’ll rip off every inch of flesh until I’m just not here My skeleton is eating its way out of me Tucking away at the bladder and those veins Eyes, nose and liver, shoulders, toes and knees Every single thing butts the brain Everything breaks over time Everything flakes over time Everything aches over time Every lover hates over time Every other fakes over time I bleed for me and mine all of the time You can spend your whole life studying anatomy And be a connoisseur of the muscles and the bones The Fibulas, the Tibulas and the helmets on the knees And you will think you know me well but sweetheart, you so don’t Because my skeleton is uncomfortable in my skin No matter what I take, the ache ain’t vanishing There’s more to being a junky than just doing heroine So put a lid on all that criticising Everything breaks over time Everything flakes over time Everything aches over time Every lover hates over time Every other fakes over time I bleed for me and mine all of the time All things ache All things ache All things ache over time You do, yeah you do and I do too. My skeleton is uncomfortable in its skin
9.
Korobieniki 03:23
10.
Oh Your Mother He’d rip this place down if he knew where to start There’s many an invalid propping up these bars With his dirty drinks and his rusty old car like an anchor that’s chained to the town Oh, his mother won’t even look at him now Now he’s resigned to all those old clothes he wears Dressed in the reputation of those boots and that hair This trend is in every single friend that he dares to ever admit to allow And his mother won’t even look at him now Here’s one for the ceiling and here’s one for the floor You drink until you stink and then you drink a little more But the sweetest wine comes from fruit rotten to the core so you’ll never see frowns on these clowns Oh, their mothers won’t even look at them now Now that they all look like boys yet they all talk like men With four podgy fingers in the palm of each hand Their shit never sticks as it flies out from the fan so they keep all that filth in their mouths You know that she don’t want to listen to any of it now The stalk sure can pick some despicable ones, Never believed in ghouls until they looked like some There’s blisters and warts for each flesh fold and thumb But if it doesn’t hurt then it’s never fun How does such ugly fruits grow from beautiful seeds/ Must of fell from the family on to the poetree Bruising peach skin on each branch and each leaf Blaming each tiny little fall on gravity You stalk like a cat and grunt like a beast Devouring any given heart like a feast The ones who get away are the ones that cry least, so you’ll never get nought for that growl Oh your mother won’t even look at you now Now that your age is deep cracks on a face All memory is just a faint line poorly traced Your body – a casket for a soul misplaced You should have figured out that your mother won’t even look at you now The stalk sure can pick some despicable ones, Never believed in ghouls until I looked like one There’s blisters and warts for each flesh fold and thumb But if it doesn’t hurt then it’s never fun How does such ugly fruits grow from beautiful seeds/ Must of fell from the family on to the poetree Bruising peach skin on each branch and each leaf Blaming each tiny little fall on anything but me If we had half the guts we’d rip this whole place apart Instead we slit both our wrists and pretend that its art “it’s Wabi” “it’s Sabi” “It’s precious” ”its Bach” It’s as useless as a whisper read loud- and your mother can’t even look at you now Now that you’re ugly, you’re pathetic and you’re poor Sickly and stickily and brazen and raw, just like all the other eccentrics that have staggered before One more black sheep is grazing the crowd And now the whole fucking ground just looks like a damp miserable cloud We’ve strutted around too much in each other’s boots and now we have the same blisters on our feet I slowly turn into the company I keep Her sorrow is braille on my voice when I squeak of the blindness and weight that she’ll never speak For all those feathers and the wax on her back and on her tongue Cos she burnt both her wings when she flew near this son And if all daughters were slaughtered then we’d sure have some fun But I still wouldn’t make her more proud Oh my mother won’t even look at me now My mother won’t even look at me

about

After several whirlwind years playing their own blend of 'high octane gypsy carnival madness' all over Europe and the UK, establishing an ever growing reputation as one of Englands ‘must see’ live acts, Brighton band Buffo’s Wake decided to record a selection of the songs that eventually became their debut album Carniphobia.

Released on October 31st 2014 (Halloween), the album perfectly summarises their schizophrenic energy, and over the course of its 11 songs flirts round the edges of punk rock, folk, swing jazz, Balkan brass bands, cabaret, skiffle, klezmer and many other different styles, whilst still retaining something wholly unique to their sound. The release of the album coincides with a mammoth 50 date UK and Ireland tour between October and December.

Recorded in an array of bedrooms and studios (and everywhere inbetween), Buffo’s Wake decided not to use any synthesized electronic instruments on their songs, instead opting for entirely acoustic instruments, effects and atmospherics, created using singing saws, wine glasses, old rusty pipes, handmade percussion instruments and anything else they could get their grubby little paws on.

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Buffo's Wake are a Brighton based, gypsy punk band of lunatics with a taste for the macabre. Festival veterans, regularly appearing at some of the UK's biggest festivals, including Glastonbury, Bestival, Secret Garden Party, and Boomtown, as well as live performances on BBC Introducing, Buffo's Wake will grab you, and leave you dancing like a person possessed. Guaranteed to raise hell! ... more

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