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PINKNOISE - Live At The Princeton Club, Calcutta, India (2009)

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released January 1, 2010

Written, performed and produced by PINKNOISE

Jay (Voice)
Amyt (Guitar)
Gyan (Bass)
Jiver (Drums)

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PINKNOISE Kolkata, India

PINKNOISE, formed in 2006, is the mischievous late night alter-ego to indie pioneers Skinny Alley.

Their debut studio full length, The Dance Of The Diaspora, was released in 2014 after a tumultuous two years during which time the band lost its bassist Gyan Singh to illness.

He is survived by Jayashree Singh (voice, stories), Amyt Datta (guitar, synthesizers) and Jivraj Singh (drums, design).
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Track Name: G-METRIC YOYO
G-METRIC YOYO / PINKNOISE


SING A LINE, CUT ACROSS AND STRETCH IT IF YOU CAN
YOU'VE GOT A PLAN, TO PUSH THE SHAPE AROUND
HALF STEP UP OR DOWN, SHADES OF BLUES AND BROWN
BUT ANGLES ARE WHAT YOU NEED
CAUSE IN YOUR MELODY THAT'S WHAT YOU FEEL
BUT BEFORE TOO LONG, YOU'VE GOT A SONG
G-METRIC YO-YO

POINT TO POINT, YOUR EYES ALIGHT LIKE A LASER, NO WONDER
YOU AMAZE HER, WITH YOUR
SWIVEL HIPS CURVING AROUND THEIR OWN DANGEROUS AXIS
AND YOU NEVER MISS WITH YOUR KI-KI-KI-KISS
HOW YOUR MOUTH ALWAYS LANDS AT THAT PERFECT ANGLE
SPARKING A FRISSON OF DESIRE AND YOUR FLAME IT BURNS
HIGHER AND HIGHER

SPREADING, SPREADING
SPREADING, SPREADING, LIKE WILDFIRE...

YOU HOLD HER WITHIN THE CIRCUMFERENCE OF YOUR CHARM AND CHARISMA, O LORDY MAMA,
AND SHE CANNOT ESCAPE, SHE WONT WANT TO ESCAPE,
THE CIRCLE OF NEED, IT FEEDS THE SEED
THAT GROWS INTO A TREE SO TALL, PERPENDICULAR TO THE GROUND
SPREADING ROOTS OF TANGLED DESIRE, AND THE FLAME IT BURNS
HIGHER AND HIGHER

SPREADING, SPREADING
SPREADING, SPREADING, LIKE WILDFIRE...
Track Name: SWEETER THAN ACID
SWEETER THAN ACID / PINKNOISE


SWEETER THAN ACID, BUT SHARPER THAN WINE,
NEVER BEEN AN ANGEL, IN SEQUINS AND SHINE,
HOPE YOU'RE NOT LOOKING FOR SOME CLINGING VINE

SMOOTHER THAN GRAVEL, ROUGHER THAN SILK,
NEVER BEEN MAMA'S BABY, I DRINK BOURBON NOT MILK,
SO I HOPE YOU'RE NOT LOOKING FOR A GIRL OF THAT ILK

NO STICKY-LICKY CHICKY-FLICKY,
NO TICKY-TACKY, I WANT WACKY,
NO PRETTY-PRETTY, GIMME GRITTY,
NO STICKY-LICKY CHICKY-FLICKY,
FOR ME...

SOFTER THAN STEEL, BUT TOUGHER THAN LACE,
NEVER BEEN A ROSY-CHEEKED MAID WITH AN INNOCENT FACE
HOPE YOU'RE NOT LOOKING FOR LITTLE MISSY GRACE...
Track Name: DREAM DREAM
DREAM DREAM / PINKNOISE


FLYING SAUCERS IN THE KITCHEN
A CAT STRUMS A BANJO ON A BARSTOOL
BEHIND THE COUNTER AN ALBINO LIZARD
IS WEARING AN APRON SAYING "SLIME IS COOL"

DREAM DREAM ON A SCREEN THAT'S PLAYING IN MY HEAD
IT'S GETTING TO BE SO I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
DREAM DREAM ON A SCREEN THAT'S PLAYING IN MY HEAD
IT'S GETTING TO BE SO I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED

JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED

PAISLEY PATTERNS ON A FAT YELLOW PENGUIN
SMILING AT THE BOY WHO COMES
TO DELIVER PIZZA ON FRIDAYS
WHILE IN MY PAJAMAS I WATCH RERUNS

DREAM DREAM ON A SCREEN THAT'S PLAYING IN MY HEAD
IT'S GETTING TO BE SO I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
DREAM DREAM ON A SCREEN THAT'S PLAYING IN MY HEAD
IT'S GETTING TO BE SO I JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED

JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
JUST CAN'T WAIT TO GO TO BED
Track Name: BEETROOT
BEETROOT / PINKNOISE


YOU REMIND ME OF A BEETROOT
YOUR FACE IS SO RED
I HOPE YOU'RE DROWNING IN EMBARASSMENT
COS YOU COULDN'T GET OUT OF BED

CALLED AND CALLED YOUR NAME OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR
BUT YOU SEEM TO HAVE GONE DEAD
I HAVE A STRONG SUSPICION
THAT YOU WERE PLEASURING YOURSELF

LIKE TO THINK YOU WERE A FLY-BOY FLY-BOY
WOMEN DANCE TO YOUR EVERY TUNE
HERE YOU ARE JUST A SLY-BOY SLY-BOY
DOING THINGS IN YOUR LONELY ROOM

NOW THERE'S NO DOUBT
YOU'VE GOT CAUGHT OUT
NOW THERE'S NO DOUBT
YOU'VE GOT CAUGHT OUT

PUT AWAY YOUR PRETTY SMILE
NO NEED TO FLASH YOUR TEETH
GOT THE PAUSE FROM THE FASHION FIVE
CUTS NO ICE WITH ME

AND NOW YOU'RE LOOKING LIKE A BEETROOT
RED RED RED
I'D LIKE TO TAKE A LOOK AT THE THOUGHTS
THAT ARE RUNNING THROUGH YOUR HEAD

LIKE TO THINK YOU WERE A FLY-BOY FLY-BOY
WOMEN DANCE TO YOUR EVERY TUNE
HERE YOU ARE JUST A SLY-BOY SLY-BOY
DOING THINGS IN YOUR LONELY ROOM

NOW THERE'S NO DOUBT
YOU'VE GOT CAUGHT OUT
NOW THERE'S NO DOUBT
YOU'VE GOT CAUGHT OUT

WEEP
WEEP
WEEP
CREEP
Track Name: BIG PIG
BIG PIG / PINKNOISE


YOU HAVE A KNACK FOR DISAPPEARING
WHEN I NEED YOU THE MOST
THE MOST AMAZING TRANSFORMATION
FROM HUMAN INTO GHOST

AND WHEN IT'S DONE, THE WORK AT HAND
YOU MORPH INTO MAN AGAIN
YOU SHOULD PATENT THAT LITTLE TRICK OF YOURS
IT'LL MAKE YOU A MILLIONAIRE

WHERE DO YOU GO TO
WHEN YOU HEAR ME CALL
I COULD ALMOST SWEAR YOU COULD WALK
RIGHT THROUGH A WALL

YOU BIG PIG YOU BIG PIG
YOU BIG PIG YOU BIG PIG
YOU BIG PIG YOU BIG PIG
YOU BIG PIG YOU BIG PIG

AND BUT WHEN FRIENDS ARE AROUND
YOU APPEAR TO BE
SO HELPFUL I DON'T KNOW
WHETHER TO LAUGH OR SCREAM

AND THE MINUTE THAT THEY WALK
OUT OF OUR FRONT DOOR
YOU DO YOUR VANISHING ROUTINE
FOR SURE

IT'LL BE IMPOSSIBLE
TO FIND YOU ANYWHERE
I COULD BE YELLING MYSELF HOARSE
AS IF YOU CARE

HAVE YOU ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS?
Track Name: JUNK
JUNK / PINKNOISE


YELLOW PAPERS, RUSTY NAILS, CHIPPED CHINA, BROKEN PAILS
WARPED RECORDS, VINYL GLUT, VCRS THAT NEVER SHUT, NO!
SHEETS OF PLASTIC FOR RAINY DAYS
STALLING TACTICS, WEALTH OF WASTE
EMPTY BOTTLES IN A BOX, BUNCHES OF KEYS WITH NO LOCKS

I'M DROWNING IN, CLUTTER ALL AROUND ME
I CAN'T BEGIN TO CLEAN UP MY ACT

DUSTY CARTONS WHAT'S INSIDE
I OFTEN WONDER WHAT THEY HIDE

I AM A JUNK JUNKIE, I LIKE IT, SO FUNKY
I AM A JUNK JUNKIE, I LIKE IT, I LIKE JUNK...

OLD UMBRELLAS, TWISTED SPOKES, WHY SO MANY CANS OF COKES
STACKS OF X-RAYS, CREAKY BONES
RIPPED LAMPSHADES, POOR OLD CONES
REVELLING IN THIS CORNUCOPIA
I CAN'T BEGIN TO CLEAN UP MY ACT

LUMPY CUSHIONS IN A PILE, LONG UNUSED OUT OF STYLE

I HAVE NO CONTROL HOW IT ACCUMULATES
IT ALL JUST ADDS UP AND ADDS UP AND ADDS UP...
Track Name: FIGURES OF EIGHT
FIGURES OF EIGHT / PINKNOISE


KEEP YOUR WINDOWS OPEN WIDE
SO THE GHOSTS OF THOSE OF GONE CAN SEE INSIDE
AND KNOW THERE WILL BE
A WARM WELCOME WITHIN

THEY BLESS YOUR SPACE WITH GRACE
THEY BLESS YOUR SPACE WITH GRACE

THEY'RE FLOATING ON THE BREATH OF NIGHT
WEAVING FIGURES OF EIGHT ABOVE YOUR HEAD
WHISPERS WORDS OF WISDOM IN YOUR EAR
AS YOU LAY THERE IN YOUR BED

THEY BLESS YOUR SPACE WITH GRACE
THEY BLESS YOUR SPACE WITH GRACE

SPIRIT FATHER COME TO ME
SPIRIT MOTHER SET ME FREE
SPIRIT BROTHER SING A SONG
OF THE GHOSTS OF THOSE WHO'VE GONE
Track Name: SPACEMAN SPLIFF
SPACEMAN SPLIFF / PINKNOISE


WHY YOU WEARING THAT SPACESUIT
SHE SAYS TO HIM AS HE APPEARS
AROUND THE CORNER, AROUND THE CORNER

HE FLIPS HIS VISOR BACK
AND SAYS I I I I AM ONLY
TRYING TO WARN YA, TRYING TO WARN YA

ABOUT WHAT
AN ALIEN INVASION
ABOUT WHAT
MUTANT INFESTATION
ABOUT WHAT
TOXIC INFORMATION

HE GOES DOWN ON ONE KNEE
ON THE PAVEMENT AND HE SAYS
CAN I MAKE A PROPOSAL, A PROPOSAL

DON'T THROW YOUR TRASH AWAY
BECAUSE I GOT A PLAN
FOR WASTE DISPOSAL, WASTE DISPOSAL

LIKE WHAT SHE ASKS
IT'S BACKWARD CHRONOLOGICAL
WHAT
BACTERIOLOGICAL
SAY WHAT
IT'S SUB-ATOMICAL

SHE SAYS YOU NEED SOME REST

DON'T CALL THE DOCTOR
DON'T CALL THE SHRINK
LET DONALD FAGEN
DO THE RINKY-DINK

HE GETS UP AND TELLS HER
I'VE BEEN WAITING SO LONG TO SALUTE YOU, TO SALUTE YOU
I'M SO GLAD I GOT THIS CHANCE AT LONG LAST
TO CONGRATULATE YOU, CONGRATULATE YOU

LIKE WHAT SHE ASKS
FOR YOUR CONTRIBUTION
TO WHAT
THE FIGHT AGAINST POLLUTION
WITH WHAT
THE TWO PERCENT SOLUTION

SHE SAYS YOU NEED SOME REST
Track Name: IDIOT
IDIOT / PINKNOISE


OH MY MY, IT'S POURING DOWN
BUT I DON'T HAVE MY UMBRELLA WITH ME
OH MY MY, THE LINE'S SO LONG
FOR THE BUS, BUT I DON'T HAVE MONEY FOR A TAXI

YOU CAN'T IMAGINE ALL THE DIFFERENT WAYS
THAT I GET CAUGHT UNAWARES

WHAT AN IDIOT I CAN BE

OH MY MY, I'M AT THE BANK,
I'VE GOT CHEQUES TO SIGN BUT MY PEN'S STOPPED WRITING
OH MY MY, I'VE GOT A SNEEZING FIT
BUT I DON'T HAVE A TISSUE GOTTA WIPE MY NOSE ON MY SLEEVE

YOU CAN'T IMAGINE ALL THE DIFFERENT WAYS
THAT I GET CAUGHT UNAWARES

WHAT AN IDIOT I CAN BE...

I CAN'T ENUMERATE, JUST CAN'T ENUMERATE
EVERY MORTIFYING MOMENT
AM I A VICTIM OF CRUEL FICKLE FATE
OR JUST INCOMPETENT