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Funland Theme
02:29
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Funland
Funland
Funland
Funland
Welcome to the neighbourhood
We got on like we're pigs in mud
With open arms we'll take your blood
Funland
Funland
Funland
Funland
These are the best drugs
They turn us into dizzy bugs
We lick the walls they taste so good, in...
Funland
Funland
Welcome to the neighbourhood
Funland
Everybody's feeling good
Funland
Come and meet your new friends
Funland
The happy times will never end
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The Black Heron
03:34
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He covers his wood with his hat
Otherwise naked, he leers
He likes dogs more than he likes cats
But he hasn't seen either in years
The black heron has milky pink blood
His wife Sharon
She's 'ad 'alf the neighbourhood (dirty cow)
The cuckoo clock coos on the hour
He watches from behind the frond
He sucks on strange things that are sour
Then dives head first into the pond
The black heron is diapered and henpecked
His daughter Hellen
She ain't got no respect (ungrateful little bitch)
Cuckold! Suckold!
Always bad luckold!
A wittol in bold
It's why he's always locked up naked and cold
The black heron
Mari complaisant
His mother Jocasta
The quean of her maison
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Funny Shapes
02:01
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Octagonals and polygons
Tandem trikes and king dongs
These are the funny shapes
That we have to navigate
Dodeca-nightmares
Topiary pubic hair
These are the funny shapes
That hide behind the laughing gate
Silly putty, blu tack
Stretch them out and pull them back
These are the funny shapes
We make with smoke when we vape
What's your juice profile?
Where's your hall of mirrors smile?
Where's the hexagonal volume dial?
Turn up the funny shapes!
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Lady Mogadon
02:18
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Lady mogadon moves slowly
Peaks two hours after administration
Relax my holy moly
Breathe easy on the midnight train to elation
Lady mogadon envelops
With cotton wool haze in blissed out cream
The photos are developed, and show
Images of a slow motion dream
Nitrazepam. Codeine. Sodium.
First, second, and third place on the podium
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The Vegans At Number Six
01:09
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Two vegans live at number 6
Are always going on about
The chickens and the cows and pigs
Screw them and their salad mix
(I want chicken drumsticks)
They take over the neighbourhood
With talk of saving whales and bees
Infecting the good folk with kindness and compassion
Screw them!
(I want to eat cheese)
The irritating buggers keep on putting leaflets through the door
With pictures from the abattoir
Don't want to see that nasty gore
(I just want to eat more pork)
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Bloody Hell, Dear!
01:00
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Why did my sister abandon me
Why are there bars on the windows and
Why is the food never free when I'm not here by choice
I think that it might be laced with drugs
Not even the coffee is good
Bloody hell, dear!
Assisted living? It's more like prison!
The lady called sue was once full of tall tales
But she hasn't regaled me in years and
I wonder why that is
I'm starting to wonder if she's just a figment
And now my old skin is losing its pigment
Bloody hell, dear!
There goes the door again.
I'll bet it's those blasted kids doing the rat-a-tat ginger!
Rat-a-tat ginger...
Ahhh, ginger... that reminds me...
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Queen Sarah
02:12
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Corrrr!
Imagine how different things would be
If Sarah Ferguson was queen
The world would be a brighter place
She makes me want to flick my bean
And pull a risque all nighter. Oh, it would be ace!
We'd all be busy sucking each other's toes,
Instead of drinking to excess and fighting in the road
We'd be dyeing our hair like gingery cats
And worshipping her daughter
Y'know, the one who wears the 'ats
And if Sarah was queen
We wouldn't 'ave to listen to this stupid bladdy music
Instead we could listen to Bruce Springsteen all day long
Imagine that! Sarah and the boss. Corrrrr!
Let's just act as if it's the case
We can cheer and Photoshop her face
On flags and other useless tat
Oh Sarah, my queen, my sexy fruitbat
Corrrr!
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Dairn The Pab
03:56
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Schizodelia Sheila
03:03
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Schizodelia Sheila
Is calling up her dealer
With a telephone of string and tin
And spiders underneath her skin
Schizodelia Sheila
She took an orange peeler
Slit her wrists then foraged through
A tepid bowl of pigeon poo...
Through the glass and stale air
All she does is stare
At the blank wall for minutes hours weeks months and years and decades and centuries and millennia
Schizodelia Sheila
Schizodelia Sheila
Schizodelia Sheila
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Pizzlesticks
01:29
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Give the dog a pizzlestick!
Nothing like a bit of penis! Penis!
Give the dog a bonio!
His scummy owner's names are Enis and Edith
Let's play pick up sticks!
Let's eat pizzlesticks!
Let's suck the candle wicks!
Let's be sick!
Give the cat a tongue-y kiss
When he brings you home a gift! Gift!
Of bleeding bird, or mangled mouse
Then your spirits start to lift
Let's play pick up sticks!
Let's eat pizzlesticks!
Let's suck the candle wicks!
(Dirty bastards should be in the nick)
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Cuckoo Spit
02:38
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There's a bug inside the cuckoo spit
Seems so well versed in etiquette
But break apart those foamy beads
And you'll see big venomous teeth
Cuckoo cuckoo
Bad Bad luckoo
You crossed the line into the goo
And now it's time to play buckaroo
Charlotte got you by the seeds
That coat the dandelion leaves
Like a snail with primal needs
She navigates the sexy weeds
Cuckoo cuckoo
Silly little fuckoo
All there's left for you to do
Is drool and smile and eat the paper glue
She watches the clock
Loves it when the hour rolls around
It's like a tiny world of chaos
In a symphony of sound
(It's the only music that she's heard in years)
Cuckoo cuckoo
The hens are going cluckoo
All there is to do
Is suck your thumb and wet yourself
And feel it running down your leg into your shoes
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Steve Sativa
02:09
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Hoodies in the crack den
Ecstasy and cannabis
God, this place stinks of piss
Close your eyes and make a wish
I wish I had another fix
I'd nick another five or six
Packets of aunt Bessie's instant Yorkshire pudding mix
From the local Tesco
Just to taste that sweet sweet powder
Rats with scabies
High on fructose
Running all about the place
And nibbling on your toes
Steve sativa
Always masturbating
Sitting in the corner
He's hallucinating
Bugs on his bits
And nits on his noggin'
He's throwing up again
But he never stops tugging
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Father Jim
03:23
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Come on boy! Say it! Say it so that everyone can hear!
Oh fank you baby Jesus, for letting me live in Funland.
It's the 'appiest place on earth!
Jesus Christ!
Jesus Christ twice!
Everything this priest says is highly offensive!
Grace and mercy! Grace and mercy?
I'll show him Grace and bloody mercy!
Father Jim is stashing arms for the IRA
Protected by corrupt policemen
Pays them cash from the collection plate
His wife Televangelina
Keeps her mouth shut like Melania
Trump, cos she knows what is good for her.
Easy peasy squeeze us father!
Jesus, You would be ashamed
Of what your representatives on earth are saying
They open mega churches
But they close the doors to those who need them the most
(*cough* Mister Osteen *cough cough cough*)
Only 99 99 99
And we'll let you into heaven when you're
Mowed down by a steamroller.
Only 10 10 10 10 10 10
And we'll wheel you in, in a baby stroller
Our father
Playng darts in heaven
Mashed up on Guinness and pills
Give us this lie
Again and again
And we lap it all up...
Like kittens on milk
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Tarquin's Revenge
02:25
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He never stood a chance
His parents named him Tarquin
The bullies teased and pulled his pants
Down, all the kids were laughin'
Tarquin had enough
And learned the art of boxin'
The bullies who called him a poof
Would soon eat their own toxins
He was well equipped
The next time they brought the [heat] clout large trouble
He punched their balls into their cheeks
They looked like little bubbles
Tarquin's Revenge was sweet
They all had hamster faces
Until he made them swallow their meat
They all looked sick and wasted
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Three of us, in a room
Seismic oscillations loom
It's been so long since I've had release
That I've forgotten everything
I ever knew about rudimentary trigonometry
Jason is the opposite
And Hellen's the Hypoteneuse
It's been so long since I've bent my knees
That I've forgotten everything
I ever knew about rudimentary trigonometry
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It doesn't matter how you like it
As long as it's below the brink (ahem!)
God doesn't care if you D.I. or you mic it
Never be ashamed of your kinks
It doesn't matter how you shower
Whether for cleanliness or a refreshing drink
If you're in control or under someone else's power
Never be ashamed of your kinks
It doesnt matter how you like it
Black or white or brown or red or pink
All that is important is that we're all consenting adults
So never be ashamed of your kinks
I said you should never be ashamed of your kinks, did you hear me?
Never. Be. Ashamed. Of. Your. KINKS!
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19. |
Funland Farewell
01:03
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Funland
We hope you have enjoyed your stay
Funland
Now pack your bags and go away
Funland
Off the end of Funland pier
Funland
We don't need your sort round here
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Pete Murphy Birmingham, UK
Pete Murphy, UK songwriter. I make unpopular music in numerous styles... everything recorded, performed, mixed, and mastered by me in a tiny corner of the lounge in my house. Avant pop, experimental, electronic, techno, solo jazzy piano, techno jazz, rock, musicals, sound art, comedy, and more... ... more
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