Angel Tech

by Angel Tech

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released October 2, 2006

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Angel Tech Bristol

Tim, Neil & Doug formed Angel Tech in the spring of 1995 in bristol.

New album The Light Programme is accompanied by 2 other new releases (Forget About This, a compilation of rare tracks and remixes, and We Superheroes Bruise Easily, the 'lost' first album of 2014).

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Track Name: angeltech r.i.p.
She has a strange old house
Each time the doorbell rings
All of the lights go out

Resolves to end her days
In no uncertain terms
Whilst she is still considered
An attractive girl

This is the reality: angeltech R.I.P.
Thanks for being hard to please: angeltech R.I.P.
Critical velocity: angeltech R.I.P.
Self-fulfilling prophecy: angeltech R...

I have got height
I have got speed
I have got everything I need

And they cannot control
The things you know
They can’t control
The modems and the razorblades
The notepads and the arcade games
They will not change
The choice you made
Track Name: calm down
If I were king
For just one day
I’d let you run rampant
Till the neighbours complained
They’d lock you up
And serve you right
I can’t be losing all this
Sleep at night

So
Calm down
Save me from
The worst of you
Cos I love it
When you
Don’t
Calm
Down

You walked out the house
With nothing in your pockets
‘cept for a felt-tip pen
A lighter and a set of phono leads
Well I tracked you down
Much to your dismay but baby
If I can’t let go
I won’t let go

So
Calm down
Save me from
The worst of you
Cos I love it
When you
Don’t
Calm
Down
Track Name: compatible
And I own a caravan
And you drive a car
I know where I want to be
You know where you are
And I play piano
And you play guitar
And shit
We’re compatible

And hell thinks you’re trouble
And heaven hates me
We’re both in a limbo
We’re leaves on the tree
And I’m made of fibreglass
And you’re made of steel wool
You’ll live through the worst of it
And I’ll burn out soon
Track Name: skewered
I skewered you with holes
I skewered you with holes
Then I chastised you when you bled

Now you
can bleed
on cue
No need
for me

I hold myself together just with
Gaffatape and bits of string and
This is not an anaesthetic
Darling get another round in
Like the blood of Jesus I get drunk all round the world
Yeah yeah yeah

Here I am in Istanbul a picture frame with nothing in it and here I am in Brixton with a grappa tonic stripping paint with it and here I am in Kandy with an arak for my wounded pride and here I am in Vysehrad a vodka and a sword in my side -

Here I am in Notting Hill and thinking this is not for keeping and here I am in Changi and my metal arm has started bleeping and here I am in Austin, drunk, there’s one guy likes my Nazi party and here I am in Ullapool half-cut but I’m just getting started –

Like the blood of Jesus I get drunk all round the world
Yeah yeah yeah…
Track Name: nervs
i
i don't know why
you hate me so much
it's not like i try
to get on your nerves
and i don't know why
you talk like you do
it's not like i try
to get on your nervs

holding
pupils dilating
but no more berating
my heart's palpitating

no more or less

please do not
take off your dress
'cos i get
i get
i get
stressed

all this waiting

eyes dilating

i
i don't know why
you hate me so much
it's not like i try
to get on your nerves
and i don't know why
you talk like you do
it's not like i try
to get on your nervs

and please do not
take off your dress
'cos if you do
i will get stressed

i tend to get stressed
Track Name: embers
remember more
i've seen this fire before
i've seen this fire before

you're right
of course
you probably seen it before
almost certainly seen it before

stay at home and spend the evening
just to get into your veins
and i'll fight them on the beaches, that is,
if it's all the same to you
and i've half a mind to call it off
and half a mind to call it art
and i've half a mind to start your motor
half a mind to break your heart
and its gone

(you still burn)
Track Name: molotov
Police helicopter
Your wonderful searchlight
You lull me to sleep at night
I can’t sleep without you
By grace of your bass response
By grace of adrenaline
I’ll fall flat upon my face
To fireworks and soaring strings

Molotov
You may not be that subtle but you’re alright
Molotov
And I shall be scattering your ashes on the town

You’re not like a wall of fire
You’re just one more person
We all make a molotov
We all get a move on
And we’re all gonna die like dogs
And we’re all gonna get through this
By grace of a roundhouse
By grace of a Glasgow kiss

And you’re not gonna die like dogs
And you’re all gonna get through this
By grace of a roundhouse
By grace of a Glasgow kiss
Track Name: my part in your downfall
It’s getting very late
We’re silent, tired and wired
The tension has to break somehow
And yes, we are alone
And no, it is not wise
But should they ever ask
I never walked you home
You never changed your mind

Without your clothes you seem
Inevitable
The consequences dazzle me
They’re sure to find us out
Imagine what they’ll do
My honour won’t survive
But yours will suffer too
Does that alarm you?

Don’t think of it as lies
Just understatement
Be understated with me tonight
I may not be ‘the one’
But neither then are you
What else can you do?
What else can you do?
What else can you do?
Track Name: the jukebox will tear us apart
I hate this tune. I hate them all
It’s not your fault at all
All the things I said to you
Were stolen from some songs I knew so

Hold me to the lies I told you
Send me songs to break your heart to
All your anger and frustration
Stick it on a compilation

Billy Bragg, The Wedding Present
Movietone and Foehn and Crescent
Charlotte Sometimes, Bike No Licence
No Surprises, Sound Of Silence

Always Crashing In The Same Car
Orbital and Frank Sinatra
Windowlicker, Heroin and
Music Has The Right To Children

The jukebox will tear us apart again…

I kind of like the state we’re in
Angry and saccharine
It’s DJ Me; then DJ You
We’ll burn them all… we’ll always argue…

Throwing Muses, Neneh Cherry
Michael Nyman, Lee Scratch Perry
Laughing Stock and Rid Of Me and
Seefeel, Stina, Beck and Siouxsie

Giant Steps and Surfer Rosa
Loveless, Rain Dogs, Casanova,
Hyperballad, Superstition
Lambchop, Kylie, Joy Division