Fingerthief

by Rocketship Forest

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Watch the music video for Poundshop Clairvoyant here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=4EBMeojyf74

Recorded at Prism Studios, Stoke-on-Trent
Produced, engineered and mixed by Shaun Lowe
Cover photo courtesy of Michael Robinson
The Fourth Kind contains a reading of the story Fingerthief by David Hartley www.davidhartleywriter.com

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released November 13, 2016

Thom Hammersley
Rick Hartley
Ian Collins

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Rocketship Forest Manchester, UK

Taking influences from punk, folk, metal, mariachi and electronica, we have a furious, eclectic sound that could be best be described as alternative rock. Lyrics about love, break-ups and dancing are excluded from our songs in favour of story telling, social commentary and absurdist stream of consciousness. ... more

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Track Name: Poundshop Clairvoyant
Let me read your leaves
Tasseography’s all the rage now
Give me your coffee grounds
I can turn your shit life around

Don’t judge my methods pay me for my results

I stared into the abyss
The abyss stared right back at me with a puzzled look and asked me what I hoped to find
Last night I had a dream
I walked the Elysian fields hand in hand with Genghis Khan he swore he’d never do me harm

Dug out my ouija board
Held a seance in my kitchen
Talked to your ancestors
They all think that you’re a moron

I stared into the abyss
The abyss stared right back at me with a puzzled look and asked me what I hoped to find
Last night I had a dream
I ran through hellfire
Ghosts all stood in silent accusation

I feel like such a fraud
Track Name: Bombers' Notebook
Sweet explosions are my sedative lullabies

Witching hour in my bombers' notebook I write

Spray my name on the walls with an aerosol can
Light it up so they'll never forget who I am
My possessions in flames I feel so in control
Hold my hand over the heat and nourish my soul

With my lighter in hand I hold a world of possibilities
An idea crosses my mind and I chuckle with a smokers' wheeze
If i ignite the house while my family sleep
I could drag them from their beds an be a hero

Cross off a tally in my bombers' notebook
Each mark a life debt I'll catch when I feel like it
If someday I go up in flames
I won't complain and I won't feel pain
Track Name: Life of the Party
Vagrants and nutters and motherless fuckers
All dancing in gowns in the middle of town
Passersby float past pretend not to notice and
Keep their heads down, cast their eyes to the ground

Drinking wine some hold hands some high five
Hold their decadent festival makes quite a spectacle
Party gets giddy in the centre of the city
The drunks start to rage and the vibe starts to change

This scene's getting ugly
As friends exchange blows
Knuckles get bloodied
Hole are ripped in frocks
An absurd tableau

Vagrants and nutters and motherless fuckers
Yank each other's hair, throw their fists in the air
Some lay prostrate limbs draped across the street and
Some march in dresses clutching makeshift weapons

This scene's getting ugly
As friends exchange blows
Knuckles get bloodied
Hole are ripped in frocks
An absurd tableau
Track Name: The Fourth Kind
Night so clear
Orion's belt seems so near
A car veers off from the road
Its headlights are flashing morse code

I don't feel afraid
For this day I've prayed
My life begins again
Can't say that I'll miss the old one

The car slowly approaching
It looks like nothing that I've seen
Silhouettes behind the windscreen
Friendly hands beckoning me

I don't feel afraid
For this day I've prayed
My life begins again
Can't say that I'll miss the old one

Friendly hands beckoning me