One Way Kiss

by The Neutrinos

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1.
Gently gently I see you And nobody else can see what we do And I’ll hide all my hopes in your shoes And we kiss like killers Kiss like killers Kiss like killers do I put all this time down on you And we long like lovers I put all this pain upon you As we kiss like killers Tender tender I hold you Nobody else can feel what we do And I put all my life, all my love, my last breath In your hands As we kiss like killers Kiss like killers Kiss like killers do Kiss like killers Stone cold chillers Kissing killers do do do We shovel the shame all over But we live like lovers Shake till we’re numb all over As we kiss like killers Kissing killers D’you want to move You might as well Too weak to freak To kiss KISS! Kiss like killers
2.
One Way Kiss 03:28
Shut the air in the car and go Move in on the arterial flow, Brake lights in the morning sun Won't stop a little hit and run I’m not looking I’m not looking Cat’s eyes got a mother’s tongue, Straight talking in my iron lung, You took my breath away and struck me dumb Your mouth is open but your lips are numb I’m not looking I’m not looking For a one way kiss. I’ll course whisper and shed a load, Burn my bridges maybe hit the road. And your shiny aphrodisiac Wont keep me in your horse hair sack, I’m not looking, I’m not looking I’m not looking For a one way kiss I’m not looking for a one way kiss You need a mama you can suck on this I’m not a lover with a tongue to twist, I’m not looking for a one way kiss I want something that’s better than this. I could be happy with an old surprise, But it feels better when I close my eyes, it feels better when I close my eyes, Feels better when I close my eyes.
3.
My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's got a gun She's looking to clean her sheets I think I'm her number one. My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's got a gun She don't know how to use it I think she gonna have some fun. My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's wearing a tag She likes to swagger with it in full view, so everybody knows how bad she is My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's looking at me Don't know what she's staring at, Maybe cos he's talking to me... but She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's got a guitar She don't know how to use it but she thinks she's gonna be a star. My ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's falling apart See I got back together with him and now she's got a broken heart.. but She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun She's got a gun
4.
Sharkbait 04:27
You want to play I’ll have my way I want it dead in the water What can I say Cos I’ll have my way I want it dead in the water You want it straight I give you doubt You count me in I count you out This colour’s great I wear it well, well I’m not some Betty Blue For you to moon over Sharkbait I want more but all you give me is Dead weight I want more than you can give me Hook tangled up You hold the line Your say your piece If I’ll keep mine You want it neat You make me laugh You’re in my mouth But I’m in your bath Sharkbait I want more but all you give me is Dead weight I want more than you can give me You tell me things I want to hear The blood is up and I feel your fear You bait my breath to pull me near You want to play but I’ll spit you out You go for the gullet You think that your wallet You pull me, you reel me You look southern I am not easy Sharkbait I want more but all you give me is Dead weight I want more than you can give me
5.
You’ve started speaking in your mother’s mother tongue You’ve been telling me that everything will be undone Zip it up and babble that you only want to talk shop Your lips are still now but the words will never ever stop Break it to me, break it to me on the incline I’m thinking that it’s downhill all the way this time It’s downhill all the way this time Since you’ve been singing through your daddy’s daddy smile The body count is mounting up along the murder mile I grip to slow me just to break the shallow downfall Your umbrella flicks and takes us both into a brick wall Break it to me gently notify me on the up rise I’m going down this time and you’re saying likewise I’m going down this time, yeah, yeah, likewise Pulling on the strings that hook the heart into the head Playing on the minds that leave the mothers left for dead All them others left for dead Since you’ve been rapping in your mother’s mother tongue Gassing with the cadavers and hanging with the well hung Pushing up the daisies in the topsoil of the badlands Shoving back the shooting stars til the universe expands So break it to me easy, alert me on the flat line I know you’re thinking everything will be fine I know you’re thinking everything will be fine Since you’ve been speaking in your mother’s mother tongue...
6.
You’ve been out again So much to do when staying young And if you hold your breath To muscle up the flesh til you are done And you’ve next to nothing on against the cold night air Just a plait of blue to draw attention to your hair Horse pills and dog meat You’re out of sorts but nothing’s better than the thought you’re thinking of And now the game is on but no one’s taught you how to talk the game of love And you’ve next to nothing on against a cold white sheet And Mister Opportunity’s caused your heart to miss a beat Horse pills and dog meat Warm heart and cold feet And now your afterthought has brought a memory of a heavy ghost And the thing that you have lost is the thing you want the most And you’ve next to nothing on against the cold night air Just a plait of blue to draw attention to your hair Horse pills and dog meat Warm heart and cold feet
7.
Eat My Hole 02:31
Eat my hole you motherfucker Eat my words so you can make me better Eat my time I don’t want to think I’m in the room but you don’t even blink when I talk I’ve tried religion and I’ve tried belief But when my subs expired it was a huge relief Don’t stop and stare – I’m not in show Where is the spark that makes you you I want to know Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
8.
Two arms Two legs A little chin, to keep the words in Two ears Two eyes Little tears, to keep the fear in To to to to to to to to to Too much Too soon Too fast Too bad Too fat Too thin Too hard To cry Build him till he breaks, build him till he breaks Twelve ribs Funny bones A weak spine, to disappoint you with To to to to to to to to to to Too quick To crack Too slow To lie Too lazy To try Too big To hide Build him till he breaks Twenty-eight teeth, To bite down A fat tongue tongue.. to say it all wrong To to to to to to to to to to Too little too late too young to die too sick to care too stupid to try Too stuck to go too drunk to blame too blind to see to say you’re sorry Build him till he breaks
9.
Donkey Work 03:38
Sold down the river, we’re having so much fun Try not to give up till all the donkey work is done So much fun, we’re having so much fun Sold down the river, we’re having so much fun Try not to give up till all the donkey work is done So much fun, we’re having so much fun Sold down the river – we’re having so much fun Fun fun fun till the donkey’s done Nobody gets it till the donkey gets some Move over donkey let the monkey have some Fun fun fun fun fun fun fun Hold on for ever, we’re having so much fun Try not to give up till all the donkey work is done So much fun, we’re having so much fun Hold on for ever, we’re having so much fun
10.
The Corpse 02:53
He died days ago but you didn’t notice him missing And you fooled yourself you were kissing As you pressed your lips against his cold mouth You held his broken body So happy that he wasn’t leaving And you squeezed the air right out of him And think that he was breathing Lady, he’s dead and gone – you have to carry on Bury your rotten love this corpse is sinking When you look into his eyes and found no recognition It makes you feel invisible and as you start crying There will be no comforting words or feel his arms around you Too many months have passed and there will be no reviving Lady, he’s dead and gone – you have to carry on Bury your rotten love this corpse is sinking He died days ago but you didn’t notice him missing And you fooled yourself you were kissing As you pressed your lips against his cold mouth
11.
Six noughts won’t make me okay Give your monkey money away You are my money magnet You are my money soul

about

The Neutrinos fused at the turn of the century and became a force to be reckoned with by 2004 when they released Sick Love their emotive first album, produced by Paul Sampson (Primitives, Catatonia). They've had national radio play from John Peel, Mary-Ann Hobbs and Zoe Ball (a big fan) and they come heavily recommended as a band to catch up close! Their raucous theatrical live performance has been described as a ‘female Nick Cave fronting Queens Of The Stone Age’ and has built them a loyal following on home turf in the UK. There is an intensive art to The Neutrinos. Unashamed guitar music fronted by an audience hooking show woman, Karen Reilly, described as having "ball-busting vocals" in a review of the single "Build Him ‘til He Breaks". The Neutrinos have g, been featured on BBC 6 Music, have been making a name for themselves at art college gigs, Alan McGee's clubs and been hailed as ‘one of the hottest guitar bands ’by Total Guitar.

'Manipulative leaders, mentors, lovers and losers populate the Neutrinos world of song' Village Voice NYC

‘Throbbing art-punk noise and sexy urgent energy' Time Out New York
'A Neutrinos show will leave you dazed, shocked, maybe scared, but certainly thrilled.' World of Gigs USA
‘ Masterful rock‘n’roll attitude underpinning dirty grooves and hip beats… showmanlike, groovy!’ Time Out London
'Karen Reilly's voice - a Bulgarian choir condensed into one throat' Melancholy Rhino

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released February 22, 2013

Produced by Jonny Cole and Jon Baker for CRiB Productions

Mixed by Jonny Cole
Recorded at The Mill by Dave Pye & Jonny Cole

The Neutrinos are Mark Howe, Simon Morrison, Karen Reilly and Jon Baker

Thanks to Greig Dunning for extra guitar and to Catherine Feeny for backing vocals on ‘Horse Pills’

All rights of the producer and copyright owner reserved.
Unauthorised copying, re-recording, broadcasting, public performance, hiring or rental of this recording in whatever manner is strictly prohibited.

(P) 2007 Wetnurse Records © 2007 Wetnurse Records

Project Management Steve Forster
A&R Sebastian Rogers

Design & photography by Karen Reilly, Sal Pittman, Steve Forster, Dave Guttridge & Anne Reekie

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The Butcher of Common Sense - a book. a vinyl, a cd, a show, an exhibition. A visceral journey through half worlds and half truths - a set of songs that kick, caress and bite. Conceived in a vast DDR radio studio and developed under self-imposed limitations and rules of spontaneity, it is a daring, raw, fragile and bold expression blending experimentation, art, noise, melody and kosmische attitude ... more

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