Run Away!

by That Something Piñata

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released 10 January 2011

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Track Name: I Saw A Star
I saw a star, thought it was a gas
Soon found out, it was mostly plasma with a helium core
Its energetic output follows Stefan's law
Its lifetime's dictated by its mass
And temperature defines its spectral class

Solar neutrinos have a very low energy
They can change their type which means they have mass
and was confirmed at Sudbury

The standard deviation
on the hubble constant is about 15 per cent
This makes our calculations
subject to a great deal of uncertainty.

These tiny lemons in the sky
well they're shining bright an' I can tell you why
it's the proton-proton chain reaction, you see
where four protons fuse to make a He
after two combine to make a deuterium
then with a proton to make an isotope of helium

I look to the sky and see
little bits of glitter
I take down the declination and right ascension
mate and then I'll post it on twitter.
Track Name: Don't Play Me That Christmas Song
Please don't you ask me how I'm feeling
If you have no desire to know
Because if I go into the deepest details
You'll think it's all for show.
So you try to cheer me up and sing your favourite carol
With a wink, you say that you're a 'belter'
You're certain that this is gonna pique my interest
Like the peak of a dirac delta

No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
NO, DON'T PLAY ME THAT CHRISTMAS

No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
NO, DON'T PLAY ME THAT CHRISTMAS S-

I don't wish it could be Christmas every day
'cause after two bars I'm sick of Wizzard
And I can't escape 'cause the world's stopped moving
because one drop of snow is a 'blizzard'.
So I sit back and assess the efficiency of your
low power fairy LEDs
But they're not gonna shine 'cause one's not working
And they're all assembled in series

No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
NO, DON'T PLAY ME THAT CHRISTMAS

No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
NO, DON'T PLAY ME THAT CHRISTMAS S-

Due in part to the weather, my train back home was delayed
Stood outside for hours on end at least I can't hear slade
Listening for further announcements; hearing nothing but rogues
Reaching the timely conclusion, I'm oh so sick of the Pogues

Oh these streams of whiskey and these rivers of gold
I can't tell whether it's me but I think they're gettin' old
I see a pair of brown eyes who are as bored of this as I
We've got wills of iron and we're not afraid to die

So I'll run off to my room and I'll switch on my iMac
And post all this to my blog
The only sounds I'll hear will be the sound of my breathing
And the sound of the neighbour's dog
I'll log myself on Tumblr and I'll check my dashboard
And see who feels like I do
Killing time online by refreshing my newsfeed
Until Christmas Doctor Who
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
NO, DON'T PLAY ME THAT CHRISTMAS

No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
No, don't play me that Christmas song
NO, DON'T PLAY ME THAT CHRISTMAS SONG
Track Name: Run!
Run to the hills because they're gonna get you

They'll do to you what they did to me

Just get out of here an' I'll try to forget you

Then they won't find you so easily.



Run so fast that you miss the action

Run so fast, never look behind.

Run so fast there's Lorentz Contraction

Run before they take control of your mind.
Track Name: See Muh Ghost!
Please allow me to introduce a friend - My ghost is always there for me.
Dead and glowing and white and translucent, my ghost is everything I want to be.
You know my ghost and I are the best of friends, this is something that we both endorse
This is true, this is right, this is here and now, this is real as the Coriolis force

Ooooooh see muh ghost.
Ooooooh see muh ghost.

My ghost and I, we're doing the very best we can to enlighten
but you're the sort of person who spends three hours in tesco and buys one item
You can't find any closer friends then us now, really can ya?
An' if you try I'll cut of your hands and then I'll bake them in a lasagne

My ghost is very well informed you know, knowing that the very best place to be
Is right here, right now, studying a degree in physics at Manchester University
My ghost and I have been together so long, My ghost is the focus of my parabola
We've seen the world at its worst, and the world at its best, we've seen the seas and skies of every colour

Ooooooh see muh ghost.
Ooooooh see muh ghost.

My ghost and I, we're doing the very best we can to enlighten
but you're the sort of person who spends three hours in tesco and buys one item
You can't find any closer friends then us now, really can ya?
An' if you try I'll cut of your hands and feet and I'll bake them in a lasagne

Please allow me to introduce a friend - My ghost is always there for me.
Dead and glowing and white and translucent, my ghost is everything I want to be.
You know my ghost and I are the best of friends, this is something that we both endorse
This is true, this is right, this is here and now, this is real as the Coriolis force
Track Name: [What song is this again?]
I'm going to say what's on my mind, even though you'll think it's pretentious
And everyone here is far too kind to say you can tell that you're wearing dentures

You'll take a look at me then forget what you pictured
ACCORDING TO YOU I'VE GOT LESS CHARACTER THAN CLIFF RICHARD.
You won't know that I'm here if you're not looking at me
YOU'LL KNOW SOMETHING'S WRONG BUT YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT EXACTLY
There's no shame in what's essentially hypnosis
YOUR SHORTNESS OF BREATH ISN'T PNEUMOCONIOSIS
I can give you a job which you'll complete and forget
LIKE MISATTRIBUTE QUOTES TO MARY ANTOINETTE

You can't stop me
You can't stop me
You can't stop me
You can't stop me
You can't stop me


Me and my guys
My dear we'll infiltrate your planet
And you won't even know, you'll just go on and on and on

We're everywhere that you dare to go
You can see us in the corner of your eye
You can do our bidding subliminally
Because my dear, why should I?
I'm the biggest threat your world has never known
Yet you don't know you've seen my face
We can run your lives meticulously
There's nothing left to do but embrace

A world with or without us, your race has never known
So sit back and admire how our population's grown
You could try to fight back, but your hands are all tied
This is not invasion, you are occupied.
Track Name: Rewrite I in terms of U (and simplify)
You say that you're immune to seduction
But I'm gonna prove you wrong by induction
Your notion of solitude's gonna be destroyed
When I fight my way right to your cardioid.

Well I guess, I wouldn't be so complacent
If my acceleration wasn't opposite displacement.
'cause I'm simple, harmonic and in motion
I tan like ninety so you'd better hand me that lotion.

Before we met, you didn't know how to have fun
Without me you're e to the pi i plus one
You'll have to face it, our matrices just aren't singular
I'm the gluon that will make you change your colour.

You say your heart strings are light and in-extensible
But I'm the solution to your second order differential
I'm the mean in your binomial distribution
So let me show you that I'm your general solution.
Track Name: It Smells A Lot Like Bubble Mixture
You've sunk low but I can sink lower.
You be the lawn and I'll be the mower, I will.
I'll cut you down to size.
I'll cut you down to size. Si-ha-ha-ha-hize. Si-ha-ha-ha-hize. Si-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-hize.
I'll put you on the compost heap. There'll you'll turn into something useful. Metaphorically, of course.

I'd like to lock you in a room with no door and pour bubble mixture into the air conditioning.
And watch you suffer over CCTV.
Through the microphone I'd hear you cry, I hear your complaints, I hear you say:
"It smells a lot like bubble mixture. It smells too much like bubble mixture. I can't stand all this bubble mixture. Why won't you let me out? Let me out, I'll do whatever you say, just let me out."
So I let you out. I let you out, and then I cut off your face.

I cut your face off and I staple it to a frisbee and then throw it in a field and there it lands in a stream
The stream joins a river, which then joins the ocean, and there your face enjoys a simple harmonic motion. Before long your vision is impaired by the star fish that sits on your face.

I'm getting sick of this chewing gum, it's lost all it's flavour and now it's like chewing blu-tak. I don't really like blu-tak, I left it on a poster for too long and it got all stained where the blu-tak had been. I suppose it's my fault for not laminating the poster, or not using velcro, but still my point remains. Still my point remains.