Remainders

by Totem Terrors

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Totem Terrors early recordings collected together. This stuff was recorded when the band was just Max and Rosie. Includes the first ep, a couple of singles and a handful of one-offs.

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released March 19, 2016

All songs written and performed by Max Hicks and Rosie Smith except Double Entry which was written by Max Hicks, Rosie Smith and Matt Thomas. Cover photo by Kirsten McTernan.

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Track Name: Totentanz
I want to write every thought I have on paper
I want to write every thought I have on you
I want to take all the keys off my typewriter
I want to tape all the keys I took to you

Your words come quickly
Like arrows of sound
A fist of letters
Falling down

(Bossa No-)
You fill my head with
(-Va Bossa)
your bad tee vee and
(Nova Boss-)
there’s no more space to
(-A Nova)
understand

I want to be induced to talk in my sleep
I want to be induced to tell it all
Don’t want to leave with secrets left in my head
Don’t want to leave without telling it all

You don’t stop talking
to let me know when
the noise you make will
make some sense

(Bossa No-)
The sound you’re making
(-Va Bossa)
is like two broken
(Nova Boss-)
radios talking
(-A Nova)
in reverse

(Bossa No-)
You fill my head with
(-Va Bossa)
your bad tee vee and
(Nova Boss-)
there’s no more space to
(-A Nova)
understand
Track Name: Empty Parties
I think of you all alone in your lonely room
Your face so pale, your eyes so blue
Your mother gave you pissholes in the snow
Your eyes so pale, your face so blue

Sat down inside on a Friday night with the Devil in a glass for a bedside light
with a patchwork blanket made of pamphlets advertising cheap enhancements
No one home nothing on the box but a box of faces torn from clocks
Your curtains twitch but not from wonder just from wind from broken windows

Inside sends you outside sends you home
Every party, you go alone
Take your brand of semi-pro machismo
Every party, you’re on your own

Outside uptight on a Saturday night with God in your pocket and Jesus in your tights
Count your footsteps one two three four five six seven eight nine ten years you’ve tried
to keep the sadness out of your mind all ruined in a glance at the headline stand
Count your chances ten nine eight seven six five four three two one chances missed

I think of you all alone in your lonely room
Your face so pale, your eyes so blue
Your mother gave you pissholes in the snow
Your eyes so pale, your face so blue
Track Name: 142083 (Trains)
It’s one mile to the village and another seven back
He walks round and round with a rucksack on his back
He always stops to stare but he never stops to chat
Twitchy Billy Simmonds with his rucksack on his back

What’s in the bag, Billy?
What’s in the bag?
What’s in the bag, Billy?
What’s in the bag?

Nobody’s ever gotten close enough to try
To catch a whiff or cop a feel or steal a glimpse inside
The old men of the market say they’ll know before they die
but only Billy Simmonds is immune as the whole town cries

What’s in the bag, Billy?
What’s in the bag?
What’s in the bag, Billy?

What’s in the bag, Billy?
What’s in the bag?
What’s in the bag, Billy?
What’s in the bag?
Track Name: Sovereign Skull
I keep my sin in a biscuit tin
and I only get it out on the weekend
Vice is nice but a sin lasts twice
as long if you keep it airtight

I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna die die die
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I

Fading like a firework I’m falling like a six a.m. sun
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
Re-defining beauty with a kiss, you’re coming on too strong
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I

I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna die die die
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I

Ask yourself a question “Are you coming up or coming down?”
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
She can find an answer when there is no answer there to be found
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I

I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I
I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I I

I I
I I
I I
I I
Track Name: Rocket Boy
Here he comes
Here he comes
Rocket Boy
Here he comes
Rocket Boy

Here she comes (Face in the sands of the time on my hands)
Here she comes (A tick-ick-ing time bomb tick tock ticking)
Rocket Girl (I’m waiting for)
Here she comes (I’m waiting for)
Rocket Girl (I’m waiting for)

There they go (Face in the sands of the time on my hands)
There they go (A tick-ick-ing time bomb tick tock ticking)
Rocket Them (I’m waiting for)
There they go (I’m waiting for)
Rocket Them (I’m waiting for)

Waiting for
Waiting for
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Waiting for (waiting for)
Track Name: Brilliance Of The Seas
I took a small boat and I rowed it out to sea
I felt the waves grow tall and fall all around me
I shot an S.O.S up high into the night
I watched it fall, I watched the sky above ignite

I woke up screaming in the middle of the night
I took a walk into the early morning light
Every thing I know and love will vanish in the end
No friends, no family, no fences left to mend

Ten days after marriage they took a boat to Greece
and he left his wife and gave his life to the Brilliance Of The Seas
There is a message waiting for you Mr Allen Smith
and it asks for your attendance on the missing persons list
Track Name: Beaux Esprits
She's my best friend
Track Name: Unkind
I don’t want money
No chip and pin, pennies
No property deeds
No stock portfolio
Don’t read paper
No radio station
No interest in your affairs
Current or otherwise
Scorch my hair with your sunburn stare
Cover me in lotion
Calamine lotion
I don’t have a lot to say
You’ve got a lot to say
Kicking against the pricks
Up at six for monkey tricks

All I ever wanted
Was to be unkind

Had to happen someday and it happened on a Sunday
Saw her kissing someone sitting underneath a tree
Wish it was illusion, a bad hallucination
Or an out of body experience and the other guy was me
It used to be so easy, all you wanted was my body
Not content you took my mind and came back for the rest of me
You took my love away
I took your love away
I cannot give you more
What’s left of me I want to keep

All I ever wanted
Was to be unfair
With you

Seven stitches in my elbow
Nerveless endings fall from the window
Hit the floor with a bang bang bang bang
Head like a whirlpool, body of a scarecrow
Take my pulse
(But I like her)
But nothing else
(But I like her)
I saw you running
(But I like her)
anywhere the wind blows
(But I like her)
In the morning
(But I like her)
Tired and yawning
(But I like her)
You go to work
(But I like her)
And get stuck in the traffic
(But I like her)
Track Name: A Dream Within A Dream
I spoke to my dad he said "I remember
The time you went missing, last December
Your mother was worried, I remember
Your dinners went cold for a month"

I heard from my mother, she wrote me a letter
She said that my father was feeling much better
He still does the things that I remember
He still does the things that you hate

You cut your hair so I'd remember
Your face when I saw you, in December
Your eyes were brighter than I remember
But you couldn't remember my name
Track Name: Double Entry
He was a cell of one
He could not be betrayed
He tried to ruin the fuses in the boiler with the demons that he made

They met on a sprung floor
She was named for a bird
He never told her anything and not a thing was ever overheard

Credit!
Debit!
Kicks!
Pricks!

He learned about wages
And he spoiled the cakes
Working on his own he never needed to cover his mistakes

He poisoned the water
And tried to plant a bomb
Ran out of time and left behind an unsolved crime a scheme of right and wrong

Credit!
Debit!
Kicks!
Pricks!
Track Name: Harder Science
I go to IKEA
I enjoy ice cream
I don't know what yr doing here
Metaphorin'

Pictures of a bike ride
Pictures of a marathon
Pictures of a facebook mong
What's wrong?

I say

Who knows
Who knows
Who knows
Who knows

Who the fuck even cares?

You see it's really quite simple
It's dead, it's dead, the pop-in
Thought it novel when I offered tea
Rather paint a chicken
Yr loss is my gain
It's a zero sum game
And it's

H-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ard

It's so

H-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ard