-- 0:31 | *Glued To My Reflection* -- Three in the morning I went down to your apartment And, and it was Niagara Falls Three in the morning Five sets of shoulders all shrugging To the tune of "Boys Will Be Boys" And well, I'm glued to my reflection I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes I'm glued to my reflection I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes I'm glued to my reflection I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes And in the while you show All the while, five sets of shoulders all shrug To the tune of "Boys Will Be Boys" And didn't you know that in an effort To keep your pride The ship's absolutely sunk my little sister It's a crack pipe And put a new hole in her apartment I had a gal Tell her, I love her And tell her, that I love her Look what the cats drug in Now three gentlemens are kind of filmmakers If you will they, they'll blew their They'll blew their fucking fortune For a night drunk, popped an unriped cherry And I've seen the footage y'know! I've seen that movie, I've seen that movie! I've watched it! And I'm glued to my reflection I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes I'm glued to my reflection, there's footage y'know? I've seen it! Just like that! Just like that multiple lives down the drain! Just like that multiple lives down the drain! The farm is sold, your ex-boyfriend waving his gun around And half a, half a coconut Cupping each breast One elbows at the next And chimes in Well, I got r*ped in college, I got r*ped in college! But I turned out alright I got r*ped in college and I, turned out alright I just turned out alright I think I'm going to turn out just right I think I'm going to turn out just right Thirty years of rain Thirty years of rain Thirty years of rain Nothing an ark can't handle Nothing an ark can't handle Nothing an ark can't handle Thirty years of r*pe Thirty years of r*pe Thirty years of r*pe That's nothing a girl can't handle Nothing a girl can't handle Nothing a girl can't handle
Im glad the disbandment of sprain hasnt stopped alex kent and his musical genius. Im really excited for whatever he has cooking up for bbc (lol, that acronym is wild)
@posnipy do you have a link to any information about Shearling? Ever since hearing about them I've been looking but haven't been able to find anything besides a few comments mentioning the name
-- 14:31 | *My Little Lamb* -- Ten days of snowfall on the ground There's a way out But I don't know what it involves now I just want you in my life now My mind is back and forth between My head is broken at the seams My headache's splitting and I'm in love with you But you, you are still as strange My mind is broken at the seams My hands are filtered and unclean My legs shaven but I'm in love I'm in love, but you are still as strange And my little lamb is dead upon the snow An arrow in her chest an admiration for her body And my little lamb is sick upon the couch I brought her medicine, but she don't care after all And my little lamb is so smart to beat the time But there's nothing that's as silent as sleeping horses Horses, horses, horses, horses Horses, horses, horses! Oh my little lamb is dead upon the snow! An arrow in her chest an admiration! For her body Oh my little lamb is sick upon the couch I brought her medicine, but she don't care, after all Mind is a jaundiced night, I ride her cellulite You can read it in the scripture of constellations Mind is scattered ash, the slaughtering of lambs You can read it in the texture of my acne
-- 18:26 | *Holy Ladder* (Official Title) -- Can you not find anything that pleases you about my body? I wish you laugh from the other room over At my divine genitelia My mediocre genitelia I am at a loss for words As the angels form a holy assembly line Connecting their horse flesh in self pleasurable pantomime And the last angel spreads its golden cheeks from mine Up the silver ladder, into heaven I, I climb But heaven's just an eggshell waiting room This is my demonstration of, of my power over you And I'll make you sure that you feel it A quick one for old times sake You are too loud, it is deafening I am at a loss for words As the angels form a holy assembly line Connecting their horse flesh in self pleasurable pantomime And the last angel spreads its golden cheeks from mine Up the silver ladder, into heaven I, I climb But heaven's just an eggshell waiting room There's no time
-- 31:36 | *Undressed* (Official Title) -- Takes Lyrics from "Mouths Stretched To Mother Bird" (Alex Kent's earliest project) And you share way too much in common with the one That Saint Michael cast beneath the cloudy floor And tell me you love me and get down upon your knees And pray that whatever god exists forgives me The mother pine it sat erect above my head You loathe the living, but you duly miss the dead And on your bed we’re planting seeds upon your chest As I try and imagine what you look like undressed And the Lord takes just as much as it makes Yeah the Lord takes just as much as it makes And watch a video of you learning to walk I see your face in rorschach blots, everywhere A chinese restaurant in McCall, Idaho She tried to bribe you with myrrh, frankincense and gold To show her your pubic hair and there’s no way she didn’t know That at that age you’d have no pubic hair to show And on your bed we’re planting seeds upon your chest As I try and imagine what you look like undressed And the Lord takes just as much as it makes Yeah the Lord takes just as much as it makes to cast I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half It may be so, the horses will be cut in half I'll make it so, the horses will be cut in half I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half I'll make it so, the horses will be cut in half You mark my words, the horses will be cut in half
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0:20 1 (thirty years)
7:55 2 (last movement of new song/radio
I don't think Alex has named most of the songs but Track 2 is (or was once) called Love Me and Track 4 is called Angel Ladder
@@augustportland oh cool! other than track 2 i just added my fav moment in the lyrics to remember which was which lol
-- 0:31 | *Glued To My Reflection* --
Three in the morning
I went down to your apartment
And, and it was Niagara Falls
Three in the morning
Five sets of shoulders all shrugging
To the tune of "Boys Will Be Boys"
And well, I'm glued to my reflection
I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes
I'm glued to my reflection
I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes
I'm glued to my reflection
I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes
And in the while you show
All the while, five sets of shoulders all shrug
To the tune of "Boys Will Be Boys"
And didn't you know that in an effort
To keep your pride
The ship's absolutely sunk my little sister
It's a crack pipe
And put a new hole in her apartment
I had a gal
Tell her, I love her
And tell her, that I love her
Look what the cats drug in
Now three gentlemens are kind of filmmakers
If you will they, they'll blew their
They'll blew their fucking fortune
For a night drunk, popped an unriped cherry
And I've seen the footage y'know!
I've seen that movie, I've seen that movie!
I've watched it!
And I'm glued to my reflection
I'm glued to my reflection, in your reclining eyes
I'm glued to my reflection, there's footage y'know?
I've seen it!
Just like that!
Just like that multiple lives down the drain!
Just like that multiple lives down the drain!
The farm is sold, your ex-boyfriend waving his gun around
And half a, half a coconut
Cupping each breast
One elbows at the next
And chimes in
Well, I got r*ped in college, I got r*ped in college!
But I turned out alright
I got r*ped in college and I, turned out alright
I just turned out alright
I think I'm going to turn out just right
I think I'm going to turn out just right
Thirty years of rain
Thirty years of rain
Thirty years of rain
Nothing an ark can't handle
Nothing an ark can't handle
Nothing an ark can't handle
Thirty years of r*pe
Thirty years of r*pe
Thirty years of r*pe
That's nothing a girl can't handle
Nothing a girl can't handle
Nothing a girl can't handle
Im glad the disbandment of sprain hasnt stopped alex kent and his musical genius. Im really excited for whatever he has cooking up for bbc (lol, that acronym is wild)
the successor to sprain (theyre called shearling) with both alex and sylvie are playing their first live show on august 3, much to look forward to!!!
@posnipy do you have a link to any information about Shearling? Ever since hearing about them I've been looking but haven't been able to find anything besides a few comments mentioning the name
@@iMplode811 kent should be announcing the band on social media soon :)
I gotta let gang know I fw this
4:48 that "turned out alright" was Jamie Stewart as fuck
LETS GO ALL THE HOMIES LOVE BIG BROWN COW
Dude why does he sing so quietly I have to turn my volume all the way up just for him to scream louder than a jet engine out of nowhere
thats probably what he wants you to do
the quiet part at 4:54 is a little reminiscent of the reclining nude piano ending
so much emotion is put into these projects, absolutely lovely.
big brown cow my beloved
Thank you, Alex Kent. Brilliance 🤍
-- 14:31 | *My Little Lamb* --
Ten days of snowfall on the ground
There's a way out
But I don't know what it involves now
I just want you in my life now
My mind is back and forth between
My head is broken at the seams
My headache's splitting and I'm in love with you
But you, you are still as strange
My mind is broken at the seams
My hands are filtered and unclean
My legs shaven but I'm in love
I'm in love, but you are still as strange
And my little lamb is dead upon the snow
An arrow in her chest an admiration for her body
And my little lamb is sick upon the couch
I brought her medicine, but she don't care after all
And my little lamb is so smart to beat the time
But there's nothing that's as silent as sleeping horses
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Horses, horses, horses!
Oh my little lamb is dead upon the snow!
An arrow in her chest an admiration!
For her body
Oh my little lamb is sick upon the couch
I brought her medicine, but she don't care, after all
Mind is a jaundiced night, I ride her cellulite
You can read it in the scripture of constellations
Mind is scattered ash, the slaughtering of lambs
You can read it in the texture of my acne
I am thankful for the existence of this recording
pure energy and sound
Thanks a lot for taping this!
this show makes me explode
thank you
Havent even finished the first track and im already scared and begging for my life
Great stuff!
HOLY SHIT
this is incredible
-- 18:26 | *Holy Ladder* (Official Title) --
Can you not find anything that pleases you about my body?
I wish you laugh from the other room over
At my divine genitelia
My mediocre genitelia
I am at a loss for words
As the angels form a holy assembly line
Connecting their horse flesh in self pleasurable pantomime
And the last angel spreads its golden cheeks from mine
Up the silver ladder, into heaven I, I climb
But heaven's just an eggshell waiting room
This is my demonstration of, of my power over you
And I'll make you sure that you feel it
A quick one for old times sake
You are too loud, it is deafening
I am at a loss for words
As the angels form a holy assembly line
Connecting their horse flesh in self pleasurable pantomime
And the last angel spreads its golden cheeks from mine
Up the silver ladder, into heaven I, I climb
But heaven's just an eggshell waiting room
There's no time
-- 31:36 | *Undressed* (Official Title) -- Takes Lyrics from "Mouths Stretched To Mother Bird" (Alex Kent's earliest project)
And you share way too much in common with the one
That Saint Michael cast beneath the cloudy floor
And tell me you love me and get down upon your knees
And pray that whatever god exists forgives me
The mother pine it sat erect above my head
You loathe the living, but you duly miss the dead
And on your bed we’re planting seeds upon your chest
As I try and imagine what you look like undressed
And the Lord takes just as much as it makes
Yeah the Lord takes just as much as it makes
And watch a video of you learning to walk
I see your face in rorschach blots, everywhere
A chinese restaurant in McCall, Idaho
She tried to bribe you with myrrh, frankincense and gold
To show her your pubic hair and there’s no way she didn’t know
That at that age you’d have no pubic hair to show
And on your bed we’re planting seeds upon your chest
As I try and imagine what you look like undressed
And the Lord takes just as much as it makes
Yeah the Lord takes just as much as it makes to cast
I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half
I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half
It may be so, the horses will be cut in half
I'll make it so, the horses will be cut in half
I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half
I pray to God, the horses will be cut in half
I'll make it so, the horses will be cut in half
You mark my words, the horses will be cut in half
WOAHHH
i love you alexander kent
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