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Jenova Drinks Colours

by Bastard Eye Scream

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    Lovingly put together by our good selves, cut, stuck and pasted! Cover illustration by Yannis Nicolaou at milk-baby.tumblr.com

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THE LIONS ARE SO PROUD I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOUR FACE WHEN... CROCODILE! I eat the bird you know, It was meant for you but when you froze me I froze the bird too, It didn't taste the same, however could it? Plane to get the passport, Belfast, so you can ask me to Come to Ko-Tao, right now Show me my dad in the sky (THE WATER) Reflection (PENNY'S GOT A PACE) And a skull where there was nothing before (WHERE THERE WAS A FACE, AND A DATE) It spoke, I forgot the joke (HA HA HA) I'M NOT LAUGHING Silverbacks are best, when they're dead Ring the doorbell Clayton you're best, when you're dead Pass the parcel SIMBA YOU'RE MORE THAN WHAT YOU'VE BECOME YOU MUST TAKE YOUR PLACE IN THE CIRCLE OF LIFE! [Wildi:] There's a girl in the seat in front of me Talking about all the places you and I want to be Outside from the wing, Falling and fucking forget everything, This pin's not going away I'll keep it in my stomach Be a ghost and just wait, just wait, just... [Weezey:] I'll sleep when, When I'm gone, When I'm gone, Dead [x2] THE PRIDE IS NOW DEAD, SURRENDER! (RINGING THE BELL, NOT HEARING, I) Wrung it too loud, but that's how (I'M FEELING) I know you won't forget about breakfast (SHOW ME MY DAD IN THE SKY) The water (REFLECTION) I eat the bird you know, Remember when I said you're a laser/electric (UNDER THE) I see all of you, Dens in bed I wouldn't trade I'll burn and ache and wait (BLAH BLAH BLAH) I'M NOT LAUGHING Silverbacks are best, when they're dead Ring the doorbell Clayton you're best, when you're dead Pass the parcel [Weezey:] I KILLED MUFASA Treetop diesease, The caterpillar climbs to the highest leaves And liquifies, and bursts, Casting it's seeds below to the earth [Wildi:] And win your scars, cape descend Fair when we're... [Lex/Hayman:] THE GUNSHOTS ARE FUCKING SLY, GOODBYE! THEY RIP RIGHT THROUGH THE LION'S PRIDE ZAZU, FLY YOUR BEAK LIKE THE DUSK AND ESCAPE FROM YOUR RIBCAGE [Wildi:] Scar, ashes, where I don't know I'll be Fair when we're... [Lex/Hayman/Weezey:] Scar, malevolence, Ashes is who you are, Eyes of blood Tell me how did you get your scar? Released, Thrown from a red star Scar, it's ok, People like you are generally too afraid, Or too spiteful to try in case You discover Something you might actually like, well I'll stay as long as you let me
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The audacity, passive pulse And he can't catch it he's back But in a way he's always gone and never known Pass the parcel when I get passed I shouldn't have to have asked for it But you can make it a passport, just jump for it Remember laughing when we were waiting for life to happen (Not much has happened) but I try to phase it out I know you can't be fucked, you never can You know we should have, no pride, no pride, yeah [Weezey:] I flew at the wall, Felt my ripple cripple the sides It suits me just fine to know What I saw inside, yeah [Wildi:] Laugh loud cus I'm not afraid of you Says I'll be here still Stay the same, Why you wear those gloves When there's no glove to wear of I'm not counting us WE COULD BE BEST FRIENDS You and I, we're maxed out We're canned how the year just went through my fingers And I could've died I was so happy, But the old dog's the one The new tricks were on a clock I felt the clock break As I left, I caught the breeze early But the wind was there nonetheless With wood still stuck to raft, but not, Stuck in the past, we got No pride, no pride, yeeaahh I flew at the wall, Felt my ripple cripple the sides It suits me just fine To know what I saw inside, yeah Laugh loud cus I'm not afraid of you Says I'll be here still Stay the same, Why you wear those gloves When there's no glove to wear of I'm not counting us [Hayman:] I'm circling the drain, I'm having doubts again I don't know, there's too many cogs missing from this machine There's too many questions unanswered I don't know if answers come with age Or maybe I'm just getting older and getting stupider But I don't know... Maybe I'll find the answers to my questions someday [Wildi:] Our time will come but I want to see it, Now, before us this moment transformed, Restored in faith and direction Never be like that day, That lion with no fucking bite I was so biased and phased out Face down, out of place, Close now but faraway, Trying to work straight But crutches won't help that train, it's still late, That cripple, no ripple river That ribcage with no guts But we've all got ruts we're stuck in, Haven't we everyone? Our perfect bust is all busted I'm amazed at this stink [INCOMPREHENSIBLE SHIT] [All:] PLAY ON - HAVE NONE, ENTITLES YOU TO FREEDOM HAVE ONE, ENABLES YOU TO BECOME HAVE TWO, ENABLES YOU TO THREESOME HAVE THREE, ENABLES US TO... Buh-baaaa buh, buh, buhnuhnuh, duh, duh, duh The audacity, passive pulse And he can't catch it he's back But in a way he's always gone And the capacity, touch wood, Is enough to stay, May I never lose these ones Times laid out, facing paces I'd stride erasing, Contemplating death or nothingness Safe, what's the bid, what's the bet? Seems indifference dresses up Stones on a beach, there's something more in reach Life's a peach, and I chew the pit Sword in sheath will always warm from me But always I don't mind, oh no
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Blessed with a beautiful bone structure, you're still a skeleton.
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[INAUDIBLE VERSE] [Chorus] I'd pull a hook through his cheek And tug him around the room It doesn't matter that he's a Capulet, baby My body he's a BODY SUGAR SHOCK ME BACK TO LIFE BODY SUGAR SHOCK ME BACK TO LIFE Now honey if you were a ray gun, My god you'd be set to stun You're electric This big lightning aura You're a nuclear powerhorse And goddamn I want to see more of you You're a laser trained right on me oh babe You're straight-up voltage, I can feel it See I'm asleep right now, hello this is my cocoon, hope you like it But I so desperately need you to wake me up, need you to unwind it Put your finger against my heart and push hard, come on Unfold me, wake these guts up with your defribillator soul Thunderbolt Body sugar shock me back to life BODY SUGAR SHOCK ME BACK TO LIFE You've been in my fingers again Them gaps were made for you Them gaps were made for us, sugar It makes me real [Weezey:] Hey, you're born on earth Could you stay on earth with me? Your properties are indulgent [Hayman:] Take me away, I slept in your bed and it felt so right Changed me back You made me feel human And now it's alright, now it's alright [Lex:] Fair weather My fair weather friend I never thought you and I Would meet again Here When I've washed up half-drowned here So why act like a clown to me? [Wildi:] Prized and living in I know, in our heads Prized and living it, Close our eyes Board our windows I THINK I WOULD
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SAY/SWIM/SWIM ARMS AND ARMOUR SEALS [VERSE] This is easily the finest moment and conscience tells that I'm not ready to change and what's unsaid should stay unsaid. Though wordless it is overstated, rows of silk skin, complicated and yet simple somehow silence does it justice - I would listen, would it whisper as I would hear it, would it - grow as I would see it, much less hope. It's dug for days and there is no rope there is no plan, but you don't need gold to cross the Styx if you can build a boat with your bare hands. This lemonade is sugar sour poison, woman and man sustained, built to crux, to notes. Played out and left to wring on strings tied between the tongues of two in love, one in prayer. Pray on, God fearing thing, the brimstone that is the lack, that is the shape without is too much to end up as, repeatedly. Draw up your hands and cast the line and watch it go again. [CHORUS] [Weezey:] It's in the way that you talk A solar thistle tone Something more that smells of home It's in the way that you walk It's wrong, it feels so strange Something more that smells of home [Wildi] Time takes us all, while it looks much bigger from far away. Soul - sink me with, as if ripped tide. Good 'hear-much-cold' caressed the cost. [VERSE] Is she a life of pain or simply a pain, is there a reflection in the spirit and not the choice. I've been a statue. Come close so I can whisper "you are poison in a thimble" This is a garden but I wouldn't grow it any other way, it grows familiar. Though strangers, do you feel grit and stone to chin and cheek, hangnail to bone? Despite doubt we are all wild at heart. We are all houses made of glass, we are pebbles shaped by the sea like hearts, stonewalls and sandbags that won't keep the water out. These tears to flood the town for days and cars and front doors and hanging flower baskets and romance would be engulfed, melt to moaning hurricanes half afterwards. Blunt cutlass and brown leaves - but let's not dwell on dread from fear on stems of flowers. Stay hungry, hunt keen. We are all covered in fur it's just invisible, we all have crocodile hands and jagged teeth, we are all wolves in principle - scene animals. Curves and colours, breath and blue smoke - let's both be cannibals in cowboy hats, six shooter, sugar and sand. Anesthetis, would I but keep this, were a way to wash dry the doubt and fear and feeling of being rolled around the mouth, I know what's real in this. To do away with feigned altruism, table talk and every-day lies. I would be dissolute with your hand in mine - I can hold the shiv, you hold the pistol. [We'll unlock ourselves] [Weezey:] It's in the way that you talk A solar thistle tone Something more that smells of home I CAN FIX YOU It's in the way that you walk It's wrong, it feels so strange Something more that smells of home [Wildi] Oh yeah, Time takes us all, while it looks much bigger from far away. Stop - sink me near our time. Good 'hear-much-cold' pressed his God. OUTRO Size, it matters. Come and get me some surgery, I wanna look nice so I got a face, that I don't recognize, believe that I'm brand new inside. Release the dogs, cos I can smell it a mile away, I want it dead today. I wanna hang - it's ass up in my house I'M JUST A GOOSE A LITTLE BABY GOOSE
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I want you to want more from me I want you to be big I need you to say the words for me To speak what you think Your coast is a lonely one And I don't need shit Brother, words are all I've got You shot me down while I spoke It's war, again, my friend, my friend It's war, again, my friend Throw your spear Find your fearlessness Wake up timeless year Speak your heart sincerely with me I'd take it all off and be Naked, you'd hate it You spit out my empathy You kick me when I choke I know you, I know you And you tell me I don't Brother, words are all I've got You shot me down while I spoke It's war, again, my friend, my friend It's war, again, me friend Throw your spear Find your fearlessness Wake up timeless year Speak your heart sincerely with me You've been in my fingers again Them gaps were made for you Them gaps were made for us Now I feel it, now I know You've been in my fingers again Them gaps were made for you and I, I'll let you in I'll let you in
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It's corrosive, it's actually meaningless For the most part, Boring the teeth off the beast, It's got no heart, my hands are rakes to these Conetemptuous leaves There are no stars over Eastbourne - Just bars and fakes and I mean it Thank god I got this lasso, This midnight metropolis monster monsoon Of old scars, broke hearts and proud mistakes When god gives you lemons, fucking make lemonade Have faith my friend We'll find something new Despite tongues are forked I know, And helmets are too thin Don't be so weak Grow into your skin I'm just trying to be myself The only way I know AHH let's face it - Wasted though he's sympathetic and ambitious Gotta hand it to him No superficial shit But still stones and sticks Impressively detached He's all wax and no wick And he draws swords His cat claws However abruptly or Unprecedented However much we hope without doubt Without subtly knowing - IF YOU GOT NO CROPS THEN YOU BETTER GET SOWING Keep us at arm's length, Please your fucking self Just don't burn the bridge I cross I'm not replacing it again Fair play, you don't want empathy That was my last mistake My bad, have fun by yourself The way you like it best (Have faith my friend) More armour more carpet more faith (Have faith my friend) Even if it's war again (Don't be so weak) BLAHBLAHMUMBLEMUMBLE patiently (Don't be so weak) A whipped back and a silent need A riptide bareback appleseed, OH YEAH Don't wait just do it (come on) Hit me if you have the stones I don't have time for your lack And you don't wanna look at mine Have faith my friend (Take me away, take me away, it's true what you say) We'll find something new (Take me away, take me away) Despite tongues are forked, I know And helmets are too thin Helmets are too thin YEAH
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(WHOOOOAAAAAA) Put him in the tank I swear, Sleepyhead We're better off hanging there, Kicked chair SENSE IN A WAVE WHISPERS ARE BREATHING BACHELOR BRAVE / FALLING AWAY I PREFER DREAMING (WHOOOOAAAAAAAA) So cup your hands, I keep him cold, Keep him there Say it to him HIGH ON ANTICIPATION Fair with a whisper of why, and tongue in cheek Jonah goes 'neath high seas Watch him explode I'm a pin I pulled I'll bet It wasn't worry was it Wasn't fear put back in me Dug deep dug underneath Listening to fallacy While she was home Senses whatever looks right to you A bring me a jungle gym full of oars WHAT, is it me? WHAT, is it me? WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME? I SAID STAND UP STAND STAND UP BRO DON'T SHOUT THEY'RE ESTRANGED I SAID STAND UP (CUS I'M A BONE) STAND STAND UP (CUS I'M A NOTE) SAY, I BELIEVE (CUS I'M A BREAK) QUIETLY SINK BUMP (STOMACH) I'VE BEEN (DISAPPEARING IN) You don't know, I'm like you Say all the parts of me Are just as quick and free Sail the same seas but with a different name Synchronised, I lay Back released, I WOULD SAY WORDS FOR WANT OF BETTER THINGS Say, sleepyhead Roll down your window And let the breeze Roll in, Never put me on the shelf, Sense against my cheek, Restless [Weezey:] I shivered first, I shivered first I shivered first when I look in your Ice-given thirst Mis-given mirth I shivered first when I looked in your Eyes Simplified [Wildi:] Her holes in my hands I found my faith Sleepyhead You're bashful purposefully I bet he remembers I'll take my rake It's just the same but it's not familiar It's not familiar [Weezey:] I'd only wear a tie If you walked just right I'd only wear a tie If you walked just right [Wildi:] Her holes in my hands I found my faith Sleepyhead You're bashful purposefully I bet he remembers I'll take my rake You're bashful purposefully I SHIVERED FIRST As I saw you cry I SHIVERED FIRST As I saw you DISAPPEAR AGAIN
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She scrapes God from the bag with her purlple fingernail and holds him undferneath my nose and i suck him in, there he talks in my skull as though he has alwaYS BEEN THERE. I AM A CAOIN IN MY JUKEBOX, OPUSH ME OUT, PULL ME THRIOUHG. WELL THE DEVIL IS IUN THE DEATILS, WE'VE ALL HEAR THE WARNING. GOD IS A CURSE AS WITH THE OPAQUE MORNING AND THE BKLUR. I AM A COIN IN MY PIUNBALL MACHINE. AND I WISH NOT TO MOVE ANYMORE. PUSH MY KEYS, PULL STRINGS, MY DAD TOLD ME THERES ONLY ONE WAY TO NOT DO A THING, THAT IS TO STOP/k I FEEL AS THOUHGH MY MACHINE IS A USER AND I WONT. FOR LACK OF AWANT FOr lack of ane end i wishrt god would be my frined.
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No Romance 02:57
Lips chewed through, Cheeks bust my empty room The smell of her is almost gone Laughter feigned, Stuck underneath these veins We're all the same in some ways Sharp breaths Vibrating on this old chalk edge, Regretfully rolled up this boat's first sails Throw stones in the sea, Appleseed You're the same to me The view of her across my bed, I'm asleep but somehow aware She's in my fingers, and I'm awake there I could tie hard a rope Around these ribs dead weighed alone And swing it to my guts until I broke Patiently were this wreck to sail, I might be blind but I could hold her til I know she was likely perfect weight to still my scale Appleseed, I was looking for you for years Oh sugar, waste your worry, and be here Oh, come back Amble and sway Timeless days We're all the same in some ways Choke I see Appleseed YOU'RE THE SAME TO ME But I've been so trapped You're in my fingers again Them gaps were made for you Them gaps were made for us IT'S IN MY GUTS IT'S IN MY SKIN IT'S IN MY MOUTH I AIN'T NEVER GONNA SPIT IT OUT I WILL BRING YOU BACK
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IX: Goodbye Jenova (free) 02:50
Vacuous ends, be a tide for... Be adrift, in this couple of days, hours. Hence fire across my lungs, contours across cheeks, and whence came submission and thus relief. Give in, don't worry and waste the time, feel it go. I'm not - taking a chance, seeing a light, watching you lick your finger... from across the room. Move slow, I would would block the light till you bring the shadow in close, tongue in ear. For a cause - I wish, these cheap symbols will translate that feeling I get - you know. I would say words for want of better things.

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released February 23, 2013

Produced and engineered by Joel Roberts.
All tracks written by Bastard Eye Scream.
Amber played keyboard in the interludes.
Artwork illustration by Yannis Nicolaou at milk-baby.tumblr.com
All interludes recorded and produced by Wildi.

Bastard Eye Scream is:
Wildi - Vocals, Guitars
Hayman - Bass, Shouts
Lex Davids - Guitars, Shouts
Weezey Jaye - Drums, Girl Vocals

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4 mis-matched oddlings creating accidental jazz-emo-fidget music through the media of twiddlings, fiddlings, tapping, slapping, smacking, screaming, crooning, spooning and gittin' down on it.

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