ALBUM STORY
Audioride’s first EP. This is the unapologetic debut noise of three lads caught on tape, recorded by engineer extraordinaire Idge.
LYRICS
GUEST ASCENDERS
Watch them climb
The guest ascenders of the room are spiders
At least they know what they want
Downward eyes
Swelling up like rising tides
Your luck has never run that dry
Chorus –
When I was a boy
I should have just ran away
But how far would I get?
Before I’m on my way back here again
Waking sore
Wipe the dust off ancient 26-year-old
Build it up to wash it away
Try elate
Shift a gear
Lifting fingers proves to be
As tiring as lifting fucking weights
Chorus reprise –
Watch them climb
The guest ascenders of the room are spiders
At least they know what they want
FORTUNE’S ALWAYS HIDING
Concrete man
Fell to dust
Lured in by eyeful
Her frozen hand he’ll kill to touch
Master plan insightful
She wakes to find him at her feet
He's blinded by the ecstasy
Lured in and tangled up
Resolution Deadman
The one way out
Conform to her
Dirty work on your hand
He’ll rise to meet
Her every need
He's blinded by the ecstasy
She pats the demons at her feet
A million laps
An endless track
The longing to go back
The tangle of the web
The pendulum will swing
While fortune’s always hiding
Fingertips tap in time while the pendulum swings in the hallway
Hit or Miss Powertrip
At least it’s been a nice change
At least it’s been a nice change
At least it’s been a nice change
At least it’s been a nice change
At least it’s been a nice change
GOLDEN CARROT (HORSE RACER MIX)
It’s true that she’ll always be
A living mystery to he
There’s too much sugar in this black coffee
Given some time it’s bound to hurt me
May as well be cashing in on his pain
Just another day bleeding red again
Will he always feel a beaten slave?
And will tomorrow prove to be the same
Chorus –
It’s true that she’ll always be
My only light in the darkest sea
It’s been like this for centuries
Golden carrots hang in front of me
Swinging promised clash like bells
Send me into a dizzy spell
You won’t hear I’m sure you’ll tell
About that day the first one fell
Chorus reprise –
I’m like a stone condemned to the sea
Sinking for a week wondering what will be
Holding my breath wishing for the beach
Another swinging promise just out of reach