You Want to Know Something?

by Bonbon Experiment

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released January 1, 2010

All words and music by Adrian Slatcher. Recorded in Didsbury, Manchester Jan-Jul 2009.

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Bonbon Experiment Manchester, UK

Bonbon Experiment is the main musical project of Adrian Slatcher. He records for the online label BDM Recordings (previously Brain Death Music). His latest album is "Traipses" a new EP "Test Pressing #1" is also available.

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Track Name: This is the New Hysterical America!
Some were American
And the stars and stripes won’t save them now
And though the road was long
The ocean wave has overcome

And the lovers were as tragic as
The docile men who fell at last
Part initiation rite
And partly what their money bought

Some had the hollow lives
And many more were eating sand
Some were like marionettes
And were far less spec-tac-u-lar

Oh won’t you tell me again
What the reasons were that you always gave

Won’t you tell me again
What the reasons were that you always gave
Track Name: Autumn 1914
Autumn 1914
A family is at risk
A conflagration of the nations
It will all be over by Christmas

Autumn 1914
What is there to come
A picture tells a story
Of what life could become

William and Martha were farming the land
Four boys and four girls giving them a hand
William and Martha were farming the land
Four boys and four girls giving them a hand

Little Bertie sits upon
Martha’s knee
He was born in May
Of 1914


The oldest boys are worried
They could be off to war
A fireman and a railwayman
They escape that call

William and Martha were farming the land
Four boys and four girls giving them a hand
William and Martha were farming the land
Four boys and four girls giving them a hand

Autumn 1914
It looks another age
Kitted out in Sunday best
Like something from the stage

The children all around,
The parents took the seats,
Sitting for a portrait,
They’d never repeat

William and Martha were farming the land
Four boys and four girls giving them a hand
William and Martha were farming the land
Four boys and four girls giving them a hand

Autumn 1914
My great grandfather’s clan,
The reason I’m alive
And I am who I am

My granddad he was twelve that year
And would soon go to work,
The truest farmer of them all,
Risen from the dirt
Track Name: The Undefined
Look all you want
But you won’t find me
Look all you want
But you won’t find me
Call me what you like
But you won’t define me
Call me what you like
But you won’t define me

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I am I am
Abel
Tribal – father
of all I survey –
And while I look into your eyes
There’s certain things I can’t disguise
Through lying –
And while I look into your eyes
There’s certain things I can’t disguise
I’m trying.

Spinning out west of here,
The streets of madness smell of fear
Model Armies in the clear
The surging forces getting near

I’m trying

I’m dying

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CHORUS

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Eastern
Mayhem –
Artists runs and artists hide
Preserve sharks in formaldehyde

Delighting
Children,
these books are unsuitable for readers of all ages
And last night
The eve of St. Agnes
Keats was curling in his grave
We swept aside the barricade
Ran naked through the palisades
Keats was curling in his grave
Keats was curling in his grave
Track Name: Men Are Binary
You thought I was wild and wanted me to follow my art
You wanted a lover who would always follow his heart
You thought I was a leader of men who should risk it all
You wanted someone sensitive who wasn’t fraid to fall.
You wanted a man who could do more than just survive
You wanted a man who was safe and would provide
You wanted a lover who always took the lead
You wanted a lover who always knew what he needs

You wanted an unconventional magical way of life
You wondered why I never asked you to be my wife
You told me you had seen so many lives being wrecked
You didn’t want children if it meant an end to sex
You wanted me to say looked good in grey -
You wanted to choose & you wanted me to pay
You wanted a family in a big country home
You wanted weeks in Paris with the two of us alone