UK EP Play It Again Sam BIAS1
US CD Soleilmoon SOL42 (1996 - alternate cover)
side a
side b
PL CS Big Blue TK02-4 (1996)
side a
side b
Edward Ka-Spel
Stret Majest
Roland Calloway
Phil Harmonix
April Iliffe
Pat Paganini - guest
Ignit - guest
Produced by Pat Bermingham and the Legendary Pink Dots
Vinyl edition was released with at least two slightly different covers. The artwork was the same on both, but one is green (like the CD edition) and one is pale yellow.
Soleilmoon edition was initially available as part of Lullabies for the New Dark Ages.
KLAUBSTEHTT NAVEEDA DERSTIHHN
Blasto
Hunched up in a little ball. They fooled around and grabbed his balls, and
called him names and bled him dry. He tried to lie, he tried to cry. To die
(But there was no one listening). They left him lying by a drain, and
somehow he forgot the pain. The rain and the raining boots and blades. He
pressed a friendly doorbell and they gave him lemonade and laid him on a
bed. But still his head went spinning 'round and still the blood went
dripping down. It soaked the sheets, it soaked his shirt, soaked his jersey
sweater. Better get the BLASTO out to blast away the stains. Nothings
better.
Love in a Plain Brown Envelope
Heaven is a hole. There's a whole lot of heaven in your (cavern), in your
avenue. Enjoy it? do you? do you? Of course you do... It's there in black
and white. There's every detail and every tale delights. The fannies and the
cranny's with the antelopes from Lapland. (Uh... so horny!). It's a perfect
land... the lips are lubricated and the pistons always stiff and glistening
driving upwards, onwards... it's like your dream. It's partly human and part
machine. Oh, Cyborg! as a man you're magic, as machine you're mean, mean
mean mean. Mean, mean[moans...all the way to climax] [sample on phone]I'm
wondering I'm fondling myself. Come to me (sweet) woman. Talk to me. Come to
me sweet thing. Come come come to me. Touch yourself, come on, touch
yourself(repeated) (moans and phone hangs up).
Sleeso
He gave her flowers, pearls, baby powder, chocolate whirls, medallions, a
stallion, a galleon, and a dove. But still she cried her eyes out, wondered
why life passed her by cause the thing he never gave her was a little thing
called. LOVE, IN A PLAIN BROWN ENVELOPE. THE WILDEST HOTTEST NEW VIDEO FROM
THOSE STUPENDOUS SLEESO PEOPLE. WE COULD FILL THE PAGE WITH X'S. YOU'LL LOVE
THIS PRODUCT. WE USED KEYHOLES, LADDERS, TREES, EVEN SENT THE CAMERAMAN UP A
CRANE JUST TO PLEASE YOU, THE VIEWER. NO MINORS, OK? Buy. Buy. Don't be shy.
Neon Gladiators
(left and right channels split samples for th first 40 seconds or so) Left
channel-Thy will be done. My brother my sister my friend. This morning hear
me and hear me clearly and hear me good because this is my sould purpose in
the world at this time is to warn people of the impending doom and the
possibility of salvation in Jesus Christ. I am called to preach the gospel
and as a gospel preacher I want to tell you this morning if I never say
anything else in this church from here on in then we are living on the very
verge of the end of the world as we know it. (then the right channel
begining start up as the music overtakes) Right channel-We're being laughed
at as fate, the supernaural, demonism, the miraculous, the end of the world,
the anti-christ, the armegeddon. All around us, things predicted in the
bible are being unmistakenly fulfilled before our very eyes. We read these
words, "But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night. ( in the
witch) the heavens shall pass away with a great noise and the elements shall
melt to his (ferment) feet." The earth also and the works also that are
therein- (goes onto begining of the left channel)
Soft pile carpets wall to wall. They're splashing in the pool. They
fornicate in corners and they're moaning in the haze. It isn't love, it's
just the smoke. The jokes are bad, the laughs are cruel And lilly swings a
knife. The statues came to life, with stone swords crashing into heads. The
carpet's turning red. The neon gladiators are sparring sparring on the lawn
and trampling on the roses - they make the hostess bawl. The walls are
cracking. Detectives leap from TV screens, they are screaming "freeze!",
their fingers itching. They are ducking as a chandelier comes crashing down.
And somewhere in another town, a finger pressed a knob, changed the channel,
wiped a flannel across his face and danced. He ordered you to dance. They
shoot horses, don't they? They shoot as well, ha. Dance devine, dance in
sequins(3x). Here come the neon gladiators!
Kitto
You could have left the cat, a little company to talk at. He never said a
word except when he was hungry. Well were you like that? Now I'm on my own,
just your picture and a phone, 27 cans of kitto. Chunky chicken. Marrow
bone. My hair is silky smooth and I'll purr if your nice to me, so call
me... catch me if you can. Cans and cans of Kitto, I've got cans and cans
of Kitto. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Kitto's nice, Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I love it,
cans and cans of Kitto.
Eight minutes to Live
Your hand was freezing, so I slipped it in my pocket and strolled across the
quay side looking at the sky for darting rockets. They turned the stars a
shade of yellow, blazing trails across the planets. Hi ho Silver, day-glo
amber. No go red (it's getting louder!). Caroline was colour blind though
she dreamed of golden sunsets and a sea of soldier blue with out the blood.
Is the daytime just a dream? If you close your eyes, will I fade away?
(Pattern softly). Ohhhh