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The Night of the Comet
03:00
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65 million years in the making
Apparently the dinosaurs weren't wrong
After spending the night in my steel shed
I nearly died as I woke at dawn
For the sky was a hazy shade of red
And the streets were as bare as bone
There were piles of red dust in the streets
And mysterious empty clothes
In the night of the comet
It's our final judgement day
It's the night of the comet
So just dance the night away
In this post-apocalyptic nightmare there wasn't a single soul to be found
Until I stumbled upon a freaked zombie infested small town
Where evil scientists captured me to harvest my blood
I was saved when the rains came and washed away all of the poisonous red dust
In the night of the comet
It's our final judgement day
It's the night of the comet
So just dance the night away
In the night of the comet
It's our final judgement day
It's the night of the comet
So just dance the night away
Dance the night away
Dance the night away
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2. |
Gloomy Sunday
03:01
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Sunday is gloomy, my hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will Never awaken you
Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no plan of Ever returning you
Would they be angry If I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy with shadows. I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there will be candles and prayers that are said I know
Let them not weep. Let them know I was glad to go
Death is no dream for in death i'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul, I will be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy with shadows. I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there will be candles and prayers that are said I know
Let them not weep. Let them know I was glad to go
Death is no dream for in death I’m caressing you
With the last breath of my soul, I will be blessing you
I’ll be blessing you
And the tap Dripped
Dripped, dripped, dripped, dripped, dripped
Dripped, dripped, dripped, dripped, dripped
Dripped, dripped, dripped, dripped, dripped
Gloomy Sunday
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3. |
Struggling
03:30
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Everyday I find it hard just to forget
All these little things I've come to regret
I sweat all night from my bad dreams
I wake myself up to my own screams
It's hard to make sense of all these little errors
They always go to fuel my endless night terrors
I often feel I'm drowning in a rage
I’ve got the butterflies and the whole damn world’s a stage
I'm struggling to keep my head up
Even though I know it's hard to get up
I'm struggling to keep my head up
Even though it's hard to get up, get up
I go outside and walk down to the corner
Get a cup of Joe to make my body warmer
I look around and see kids laughing and playing
In a city of poison air, and death is just delaying
It’s inevitable, we all gonna go eventually
I have a small dose of reality
It makes sense that nothing’s gonna last forever
But I still get that urge to make my life a little better
I'm struggling to keep my head up
Even though I know it's hard to get up
I'm struggling to keep my head up
Even though it's hard to get up, get up
I'm struggling to keep my head up
Even though I know it's hard to get up
I'm struggling to keep my head up
Even though it's hard to get up, get up
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4. |
Helm
05:02
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Plans in motion, no stopping for correction
The ship we’re on is on a course without direction
Hands white knuckles, black waters from the deep
Feeding reapers of this shallow sea
Swells of the current are blinding the way
Sails marred from torching, wind shaken and frayed
Crew’s abandoned overboard, lost souls
As we bottom into hell
As I howl, howl, howl from this helm
As I howl, howl, howl from this helm
I’m a captain who’s lost his way
No control without rest
Relentlessly thrashing me awake
It’s not me you want, I’m not for the take
Mercy’s for the beggars and the bottom of the lake
Rudderless and without hope
Can’t surrender now boys, we’ve run out of rope
Fathoming all knots, in acceptance of a failure
What a listless wait, the drifting of a sailor
As I howl, howl, howl from this helm
As I howl, howl, howl from this helm
I’m a captain who’s lost his way
It's not left up to me
I was never given rights
I understand my voyage now
I’m prepared to sail all night
As I howl, howl, howl from this helm
As I howl, howl, howl from this helm
I’m a captain who’s lost his way
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5. |
My Favorite Things
02:41
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Raindrops on roses
And whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells
And schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver-white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
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6. |
Moon Over Marin
04:03
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The crowded future stings my eyes
I still find time to exercise
In uniform with two white stripes
Unlock my section of the sand
It's fenced off to the water's edge
I clamp a gas mask on my head
On my beach at night
Bathe in my moonlight
Another tanker's hit the rocks
Abandoned to spill out its guts
The sand is laced with sticky glops
O' Shimmering moonlight sheen upon
The waves and water clogged with oil
White gases steam up from the soil
On my beach at night
Bathe in my moonlight
I squash dead fish between my toes
Try not to step on any bones
I turn around and I go home
I slip back through my basement door
Switch off all that I own below
Dive in my scalding wooden tub
My own beach at night
Electric Moonlight
There will always be a moon over Marin
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7. |
Belle of Baton Rouge
04:30
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There's a hint of pity
That strikes when you stare
Chained to a harbor
In the Mississippi waters
A fake, a facade, gutted and filled
Gaming tables, glitter, and girls
Memories of coal and steam
Door man’s suspicion
Carved in his face
Every two faced crooked table junkie
Stares me down
The doors open with ease
Gaming tables, glitter, and girls
Memories of coal and steam
Cocktail glasses and cigarettes
Dangle between their fingertips
A dealers hand
Ghostly apparitions emanate from their lungs
Stiff drinks, stiff collars
Dragging their egos behind
We’re down to loose change and lost time
Gaming tables, glitter, and girls
Memories of coal and steam
Cocktail glasses and cigarettes
Dangle between their fingertips
A dealers hand
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8. |
Crawley’s Curse
04:42
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When the village was pillaged, my mother, my brother, fled on an oil rig
The oil stained our skin
My mother and I watched my brother die
We both prayed for our sins
When my father returned redemption was grim
Redemption was grim
My loving wife took her own life
The diagnosis came too late
Months had gone bye, she was too weak to fight
I wrote her last words down for her memories sake
For her memories sake
Put your life in a box and bury you
I can’t believe that it's over, your skin is blue
Put your life in a box and bury you
I won't believe that your essence will not pass through
Cant believe that you’re really not here with me
You were the only one I could hold dear to me
The only comfort to pain that I've dealt
When I visit your grave and your presence is felt
I carry you with me, my lover, my friend
I can't wait to die to be with you again
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Creeping, crawling
Through your town
The screams are heard
From miles around, its
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
Is it from outer space?
Or a nuclear test?
This one one big bug
Not like the rest
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
Don't get caught inside its sticky web
Or you'll have to face eight long hairy legs
The silky web will stick like glue
As its bite injects venom into, you!
Is it from outer space?
Or a nuclear test?
This is one big bug
You don't want to mess with
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider
The Giant Spider will
Attack, Attack
Attack, Attack
Attack, Attack
Attack, Attack
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10. |
Monsters
01:31
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When I was young I used to believe in monsters
On my tv in magazines there's monsters
At night I used to dream about them
Never did I ever doubt them
When i was young i used to believe in monsters
Then one day I found out there's no monsters
They're just lies to my surprise no monsters
They're just made to help sell stories
Of graveyards crypts and laboratories
Damn the day I found out there's no monsters
Absent for a while were the monsters
I always frowned until I found the monsters
It turns out they're still here to grace us
Now they're wearing human faces
People are more hideous than monsters
Damn the day I found out there's no monsters
People are more hideous than monsters
Damn the day I found out there's no monsters
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11. |
Punk Rock Love
02:47
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Into a scene, full of lies
Met you there, you seemed alright
I Gave you love, I Gave you a heart
All you gave me, broken heart
Broken heart, I want it back
Broken heart, I got it back
Oh my love, Oh my dear
What I gave you was so dear
Oh my love Oh my dear
What I gave you was so dear
Oh so dear, I love you dear
Oh so dear, Oh oh so dear
Gave you love, Gave you heart
All you gave me broken heart
Gave you love, Gave you heart
All you gave me, broken heart
Broken heart, I want it back
Broken heart, I got it back
Gave you love, Gave you heart
All you gave me broken heart
Gave you love, Gave you heart
All you gave me broken heart
Broken heart, I want it back
Broken heart, I got it back
I Gave you love, I Gave you heart
All you gave me broken heart
I Gave you love, I Gave you heart
All you gave me, broken heart
Broken heart, I want it back
Broken heart, I need it back
Broken heart, I got it back
Broken heart, I want it back
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12. |
Rum Runners
03:20
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I'm not jumping in after you sweetheart
You've cried wolf for far too long
You’re sheep like lemmings in after you, sink to you
I'm not jumping in after you, after you
I'm not asking you, nor have I ever
Honey you sighed for far too long
The wool coat you wear, sheepishly you, heavily you
I am not coming up for breath so don't hold yours
Keep sipping so your words seem clever
Darling have I ever?
I Wouldn’t mourn long
Overboard and overly bored
I'll drink into the never
I'll be standing starboard, so stoic,and certainly not forever
Certainly you see if not by sea baby, can't you see we've had so long. Over said and over done 94 proof. I'll leave you standing at the bow, taking my bow
Standing but not in applause
Sugar lost cause
Your lost cause
Overplayed and I'm done so go ahead honey and sip your rum. I left you sinking
I bowed out
Long before your running
You're dead to me, dead to me, dead to me
Oh can't you see we had so long
You're dead to me, dead to me, dead to me
Can't you see where we went wrong
And tragically, tragically, tragically
My backs and broke and then your last straw
Finally, finally, finally
My foot's down once and for all
And after the spilled drinks and wasting of time. You'll fall off the deep end and into the Brine
I'm colder, I'm sober. My insides are dying
I told you I wouldn't mourn long. And now you're sinking as I sail on
Sail on
Sail on
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13. |
Over the Falls
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They broke out in laughter again
His lip beaded with sweat as they strapped him in
And he stood by and waited to be called
The talk was of times that'd gone by
And the quantity and quality of women they lie
His eyes welled with wet and his mouth had gone dry
As he stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls
He got up and tried it again
For lack of persistence is surely a sin
He stood by and waited to be called
He looked to the lightning with glee
And admired his vessel for its symmetry
Twelve units shy of a bachelor's degree
Stood by and waited to be called
Stood by and waited to be called
Stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls
Stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited to be called
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls
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14. |
Same Night
03:30
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The weekend's done but it isn't really
I'm not immoral, I just wanted more
There weren't any shows
So I spent another night on the floor
You're on my mind and I like it, it's not what they say
Or is it the demons in my head? It's not what they say
I'm not going to lie, cause i'm not all that good at it
But, I've been thinking of you for the last three days
The sky begins to rain
I confess I'm not afraid to admit it
You're on my mind and I like it, it's not what they say
Or is it the demons in my head? It's not what they say
Where the hell I been and why am I here again?
Where the hell I been? The same night. The same night
Where the hell I been and why am I here again?
Where the hell I been? The same night. The same night
You're on my mind and I like it, it's not what they say
Or is it the demons in my head?
You're on my mind and I like it, it's not what they say
Or is it the demons in my head?
You're on my mind and I like it, it's not what they say
Or is it the demons in my head?
You're on my mind and I like it, it's not what they say
Or is it the demons in my head?
It's not what they say
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15. |
Unquiet Grave
02:25
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The wind doth howl today my love, and falling drops of dew
I've only had but one true love, now the green grass grows over you
I would do as much for my sweet heart as any young man may
I will go and weep upon your grave for twelve months and a day
After twelve months and a day had passed a young girl rose to speak
What keeps you mourning at my grave? You will not let me sleep
Why do you weep, why do you mourn, what do you ask of me?
One kiss, one kiss from your lily white lips, that is all I ask of thee
My lily white lips are as cold as the clay, for I am one year gone
If you take one kiss from my lily white lips, your time will not be long
On the far off meadow on the garden grove where you and I used to walk
The prettiest flowers that we had ever seen are now withered on the stalk
They are withered on the stalk my love. Their leaves will never return
and, since i lost my own true love, what can I do but mourn?
Mourn not for my own true love, oh not for me I pray
I must leave you and the whole wide world and go into my grave
I must leave you and the whole wide world and go into my grave
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16. |
Burning at Both Ends
04:00
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Sifting through the dead goose
To expose its golden innards
A living breathing mass
Force fed it willing victims
Drag behind your empty coffins
Bring your bobbles for the barter
Make sure to wear your life vest
In these shark infested waters
There's a killer in the basement climbing up your steps
Hide under your bed and seal your lips
My heartbeat pounds at the witching hour
And we’re burning the candle at both ends
Burning the candle at both ends
We’re burning, at both ends
Work, consume, be silent and die
Work, consume, be silent and die
Work, consume, be silent and die
Accept the grim face that our company advertise
Sifting through the dead goose
To expose its golden innards
A living breathing mass
Force fed it willing victims
Drag behind your empty coffins
Bring your bobbles for the barter
Make sure to wear your life vest
In these shark infested waters
There's a killer in the basement climbing up your steps
Hide under your bed and seal your lips
My heartbeat pounds at the witching hour
And we’re burning the candle at both ends
Burning the candle at both ends
We’re burning, at both ends
Work, consume, be silent and die
Work, consume, be silent and die
Work, consume, be silent and die
Accept the grim face that our company advertise
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They heard me singing and they told me to stop
Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock
These days, my life, I feel it has no purpose
But late at night the feelings swim to the surface
‘Cause on the suburbs the city lights shine
They're calling at me, come and find your kind
Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small
Then we can never get away from the sprawl
Living in the sprawl
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains
And there's no end in sight
I need the darkness someone please cut the lights
We rode our bikes to the nearest park
Sat under the swings, we kissed in the dark
We shield our eyes from the police lights
We run away, but we don't know why
Black river, these city lights shin
They're screaming at us, we don't need your kind
Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small
Then we can never get away from the sprawl
Living in the sprawl
Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains
And there's no end in sight
I need the darkness someone please cut the lights
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18. |
King’s Cachet
00:52
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King’s Cachet cream
Your hair will love you
King’s Cachet cream
Your hair will love you
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Your hair will love you
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Your hair will love you
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Your hair will love you
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The Night Hobs
The Night Hobs are a recording collective and live performance group.
The Night Hobs
Are:
Richard Boyce – Vocals, Guitars
Charlie Bennett – Cello, Strings
Josh Cruz – Basses, Vocals, Recording Engineer.
The Night Hob are a race of nocturnal humanoids from Fantasia that reside in the Southern regions. They have sharp features, wild hair and wear drab clothing.
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