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1.
Lately 03:23
Lately You ain't been straight with me Oh I know you've been hating on me Still I don't know why you keep dropping by I used to feel small But now everything feels small There are just no exceptions at all I'm getting weary No don't come near me I can't remember a time when you haven't been here Your breath on my neck and your words in my ear I see you and I hear you And I smell you everywhere You're there when I sleep You're there when I wake You're there pointing out each mistake that I make Yes I know you Maybe I owe you But if I were you I'd be scared right now Because I don't want you hanging round here anymore No I don't want you hanging round Why can't you understand You ain't allowed here Damn it all I just don't want you hanging round What was that feeling I felt? Was it the squeeze of guilt? Because I'm in up to the hilt In all the milk I've spilt I've been dreaming Dreaming of better dreams These old ones are showing their seams Feel like I'm sinking Are you thinking what I'm thinking? I only stick around because I feel like I owe it You can't move in this town for all the damn poets And I've got no use For their brand of muse Now they're baying for blood (Albeit politely) There's a queue around the block Once a day and twice nightly I'm tired of this view And that includes you too Because I don't want you hanging round here... Why don't you pack your bags and go Now get out of town Leave me alone Because I don't want you hanging round here…
2.
I was rigid with drink On a day without a name Gazing into the distance As the horizon backed away Locked up in a happiness That left truth out in the cold Living within the artifice Of an indifferent world Through the haze emerged a form In sure and sharp relief A woman with that shop-soiled look Of the habitual divorcee I saw the sculpt of her hips And no visible tattoos I know this isn't love But it'll do I like my coffee black And my little lies white I like to keep my potential intact And out of sight But she possessed all the miseries That come with imagination She was as open and inhospitable As a railway station I've never known my own mind But I suspect it's now made up And though the stars may not be aligned Or our fates written in a teacup We've been searching for affection And it's been leaving us all these clues And though this isn't love It'll do I don't want nobody but you No, no other body will do But believe me baby A little bird told me There's never been no one and only I just want someone to hold me How did I ever get so lonely? Time hasn't been kind But then neither have I You can't put an end to hurricanes By pulling the wings off butterflies So come take my hand It'll just be me and you This isn't love But it'll do I don't want nobody but you No, no other body will do But believe me baby A little bird told me There's never been no one and only I just want someone to hold me How did I ever get so lonely? Now the time has come for fiction And we must play out all our parts No rules and no restrictions Just a couple of broken hearts So accept my usual promises Though you know they won't come true We know this isn't love But it will do.
3.
I know you're scared but we must be brave Dry those tears from your eyes Come on darling you know you can trust me babe I only lie when I apologise We ain't going to take this thing lying down And the morning sure as hell won't find us here We've been too long in the ruins of this town Ever felt like you just wanted to disappear? Well when you make up your mind About when you'll go Let me down slow I'm all shook up by those little things I know Let me down slow I overheard all the dirty words in your prayers last night And I've read what you wrote in your diary Some of those bits of prose just ain't right Maybe it's time you put me out of your misery When you make up your mind About when you'll go Let me down slow... I've still got hope though I admit it's not much And the tighter I grip it the more I lose touch So it's happened again As it does now and then Are you sad this had to end Or are you more sad it ever had to begin? When you make up your mind About when you'll go Let me down slow...
4.
Derailed 03:44
Remind me how I got here And who I should blame What kind of bright idea Made me get on this train? The wheels groan as one And steam is rising Coal in your lungs Don't explain why you're sighing I'm gaining You're still moving on I don't want to win I want to be wrong But then I presumed We both knew better by now Come be alone with me Break the silence in two I'm making space for the memories I'm planning to have with you Ignoring the signs I don't know where they're leading All those straight lines And each one receding I'm gaining You're still moving on I don't want to win I want to be wrong But then I presumed We both knew better by now Drift sands and hot steel Rough hands and done deals Some scars just won't heal If you don't stay still Damn it I'm drunk again It doesn't seem fair Take a look at that window pane See if the world is still there The wheels scream as one And steam is rising Something's begun Without us realising We're gaining One glimpse and it's gone Who's driving Who's leading who on? I presumed we both knew better by now.
5.
Run your key across my cage just one more time tonight. Slip your hands between the slats, I promise I won't bite. The world outside is a prisoner of someone else's lies, But these iron bars tell me truths every day and every night. Some call me "The Straight and Narrow" Because they've all been down there once. I saw my fortunes in the tarots: They weren't worth a second glance. All those years alone in here don't really mean a thing, I can still sing like I was sixteen. You believe me don't you darling? Oh jailer, jailer, jailer, I'll be your jailbird if you fancy that, You can be my pussycat. Don't tell me tales of life outside, They only make me sad. Reward the other girls for good behaviour, I know you prefer me bad. I regard all broken hearts as reasonable wear and tear, All you see of mine is yours (just please don't look in there). Oh jailer, jailer, jailer, I'll be your jailbird if you fancy that, You can be my pussycat. My intentions were never dark you know, They just only come out at night. Angels cast strange shadows Because they're closest to the light. A Siren's only as deadly As the rock on which it clings But I can still sing like I was sixteen, You believe me don't you darling? Oh jailer, jailer, jailer, I'll be your jailbird if you fancy that, You can be my pussycat.
6.
Girl there ain't no name for this kind of weather I can barely see the sunlight at all And though this may have all been my doing Hell, that still don't mean it ain't all your fault Anything that doesn't end badly, baby Hasn't really ended at all Yeah we had a lot of high hopes but sadly One by one they're starting to fall And it's a long long long way down We're lingering on the brink of the pit now darling There's a hopeless drone of too many flies But just because you can't buy it, honey That don't mean it don't have a price Yes it's a long long long way down Girl, show me your loneliness And I'll show you mine I can't recall the past you created for us But there's still time We're riddled with the ghosts of the yet still living Slaking our thirst upon times gone by Proposing a toast to the forgotten forgiven Cursing the clocks as they count down our lives I feel empty Yet heavy The ground is unsteady I'm losing my nerve I'll never be ready Damn all your loving And damn all your lies Damn the sweet nothings Damn these goodbyes Its a long long long way down It's a long long long way down
7.
On a tempered crag in a sea of sin, A spit of land like a splint of skin, Three hundred miles with nothing but crows And forty poor baptised christian souls They built a tiny little town with a wall made of stone To keep temptation out and their goodness all alone. But a woman on the ground long widowed, long wild, Felt the world rising round her and cried for a child. She had a face like stone in the wake of weather, Her hands turned white as they clasped together, She prayed to the Lord, Prayed to the Lord, Prayed... But the Lord ignored. She said "God ain't got no time for me So if he don't mind old Beelzee' Will get some bouncing boy to be Some little pride and joy for me." The Devil said "Don't cry my dear, Wipe away those little tears, If you really want a son Come on and let me give you one." It was a warm winter night when the child was born; His mother would tell no one where the seed was drawn But the people looked upon him in a certain light And said there's something in his smiling that's not quite right. The years went by and the boy grew tall, With every passing day there grew a crack in the wall And when the first stone fell it roused the town, The people took the child and tied him down And the lashes on his back were like rays from a red sun, He'd lost all sense by the time they'd done And as they maimed and they mauled he pointed to the wall, He cried "there's a light "But all you people see is a hole." Low and behold.
8.
Ghost Story 02:12
Won't you take a seat tonight and buy a dead man a beer? It's just the memory of the light that makes it seem so dark in here. That fallen mirror ball Won't reflect me anymore. The dance-hall burnt down, Take a sniff around, You'll notice that nothing was ever found, Save for the sound of Rum Pa Pa Pom. My life was full of colour And people were just the pattern. The money others make for you is the best kind to get fat on. Some said I was a swine But I say pleasure's not a crime, I know others had it rough But to hell with that stuff, If the Devil's the nicotine then God is the cough, I just couldn't get enough Rum Pa Pa Pom. Time took its tariff from the fierceness of my frame, I bought the love of many women and always used the exact change But the smiles turned to sniggers Then the sniggers turned to smirks, If they were trying to break my spirit I'd have to admit it worked, It can affect you far too much When the thighs of whores lose their clutch And shrinking from your touch sing Rum Pa Pa Pom. But drink don't drown a man's shame So I tipped up all the bottles and set a match to the remains. As the room was consumed by the plume of the flames I was the only one who stayed.
9.
Three down, four to go. I never thought This list would be so easy to follow. Three down, four to go, I had doubts But now I'm sure Tonight I'm going to kill your cure. Time led me to betray Everything I believed in, I suppose that's what they call "age". What was strong is now a strain. I was young And I was pure But tonight I'm going to kill your cure. Decades in decay. How do you shift To "was" from "is"? I guess I'll find out the hard way. Three down, four remain, It's late and I'm the lure Tonight I'm going to kill your cure.
10.
Mary 04:26
You've got to be at least half cannibal To go fishing for mermaids. Fate's a curious animal And yours is always getting delayed. There's a Jonah in our love boat, There's cholera among the crew And a beast emerging from the depths Is looking at you. Mary, you've been cheating on me. You say you've been transforming And that nothing's staying the same, Well let me into that chrysalis darling, Let me be a part of your change. You're the shun in my seduction, The lame in my flame, You're the con in convictions, The sham in shame. Mary, you've been cheating on me. You ain't the man in this romance. You ain't the air in my affairs. I asked the Lord for a decent chance I must have slurred my prayers. You ain't the only one who's cried 'Cos I ain't the only one who's been bored. So by the time these flowers have died, Which one of you boys will have brought me more? We're caught in a love triangle And geometry's not on my side. My heart's going through the mangle And next it'll be my pride. You say I'm a low down lying louse, An adulterer pending bail; Well I may have kissed your sister once But I promise I didn't inhale. Mary, you've been cheating on me. You ain't the man in this romance. You ain't the air in my affairs. We're making music but you don't dance, I'm looking down but you don't dare. And I know I was your prize But you weren't ever mine, You can't predict this kind of shift in the weather This is a rain that came From a clear sky. Mary, you've been cheating on me.
11.
Short Supply 03:22
The landlady sings but she sings for no money Because she's madder than a hatter And she's quicker and leaner Than a wildcat waiting in the afternoon sunshine Eyeing up the birds Looking out for its next mealtime But music and laughter Are always in short supply Well I've had a lot to drink And I'll drink to the last drop tonight The money in London you spend on your rent It's dead money No good when it's five pounds a pint And the taxes they put on the cigarettes you smoke You're given a choice Of dying clean or dying broke Music and laughter are always in short supply Well I've had a lot to drink And I'll drink to the last drop tonight

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Third studio album by The Bedlam Six, "officially" released in September 2016 but, hey, it's finished so you might as well have it now.
Many of the songs will be familiar from our live set and some have been released on live albums/DVDs but this collection consists of entirely new recordings.

Recorded over four days at WR Audio studios in Greater Manchester (www.wraudio.co.uk).
Released by Debt Records (www.debtrecords.net)

It will eventually be Name-Your-Price like all our releases but we decided to initially charge a set amount in order to recoup (some of) the production costs. Maybe.

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released May 18, 2016

Songs wriiten by Louis Barabbas (except "Short Supply" by Nick Wright)
Engineered by WR Audio
Produced by Dan Watkins, Biff Roxby and the band.

Louis Barabbas: Guitar, Vocals, Alto Saxophone
Matthew Cleghorn: Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals
Tom Cleghorn: Drums, Backing Vocals
Fran Lydiatt: Keyboards, Backing Vocals
Biff Roxby: Trombones, Tuba, Backing Vocals
Dan Watkins: Bass Guitar, Backing Vocals

Cover Photo by Christine Keating

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Between 2006-2016 the Bedlams relentlessly peddled their peculiar brand of Dirt-Swing, capturing the imaginations of every species of listenership, winning support from the likes of Supergrass, The Mighty Boosh, Har Mar Superstar, UB40, Mark Steel, The Hell’s Angels and BBC Radio, inspiring stage invasions, dancing in the aisles and a confused mixture of exhaustion and bonhomie wherever they went ... more

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