Ogre Melodies

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released March 28, 2013

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Ogre Melodies Leeds, UK

Ogre Melodies are a foot-stomping four-piece folk rock'n'roll band born in Yorkshire, raised in London. Originally an all- acoustic touring busking band, they have now developed two parallel shows; a raucous acoustic act ideal for smaller venues and pub lock-ins and their new fast paced electric set purpose built for larger venues and festivals. ... more

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Track Name: Gatekeeper
Sickly sweet boy, reminiscent of his virtues;
Proud of his lack of sin, the idiot’s half-truthes.
Oh how he bores me, sighs at, deplores me -
so at the crossroads of Purgatory
I send him one way eternally.

C’mon Charon, carry me across
Take me to Black Hades, take me to the boss
No Obol on my tongue because
i died a man of all that could be lost.

And then it hit me - if i’m to be here all night -
I’ll see Freddies’ West and Krueger tearing up Helltown tonight
So say you’ll miss me, and i’ll say it’ll be alright,
when we're drinking with the dead men in their cages tonight

Old Bill said ‘Hell is empty, and all the devils are here’
Well Bill maybe trod the Globe, but Hell he ‘ant been near
‘Dont play with my bones, boy’, Old Bill said to me
‘Bill i aint no boy; I am the man you used to be’

And then it hit me - if i’m to be here all night -
I’ll see Freddies’ West and Krueger tearing up Helltown tonight
So say you’ll miss me, and i’ll say it’ll be alright,
when we're drinking with the old men in their cages tonight

and oh, they must stay down
while i’m tasting earth’s bitter ground
Straight outta Helltown,
lost in her arms i’ll be found
Track Name: Butterfly
Winter,
When you gonna leave ?
Theres a thousand bulbs beneath the earth
just waiting to be free
And Mary,
When Joseph’s out of town
Do you get used to the sound
of your crying ?

//Cos he took to his life like a butterfly, stranded in air
Stuck on Cloud Nine, but the challenge
is staying up there
Beneath the light of a thousand lit rumbling flares//

Lets hope that Summer
is never gonna leave
Theres a crowd all baying for your blood
But none of them is me
So maybe,
I wont tell you what i found
Just like trees dont make a sound
when theyre dying

You illuminate me
I see how you love and hate me
and though it hurts me when you wake me
Dont you dare leave me

//and we’ll take to our lives
like the butterflies stranded on air, stuck on Cloud Nine
but the challenge is staying up there
Beneath the light of a thousand lit rumbling flares
under the gaze of a cloud grown heavy from its cares
Track Name: The Ballad of Grace, God & Johnny
Theres a woman singing Mississippi
from a worn out market stall
Her beaten gaze and furrowed brow
Just cant sing 'em all

She used to busk with Johnny
in a suped up string quartet
But Johnny ran away to London
with her heart, but without the debt

She won't go home,
until she's sung them all.

Now the woman who i sing,
was called Grace all her life
now she thinks its a cruel trick of God
another twist of the knife

She cries ‘Oh Lord you just dont know,
What its like to live down below
to put your youth and your heart in a rocknroll band
and have it all just called a show’

Send me home,
for I heed the devil's call

And the Lord cries ‘Oh Grace,
What am i supposed to do ?
If i lift up your soul
you’ll stop singing them delta blues -

- And you know you’ll never be happy
until your dying hour’s spent
gunning down poor Johnny
for running out with the rent.’

I'll take you home,
but I will not take your soul,
not like that god damn rock'n'roll
I will not take your soul.
Track Name: Lost Boys
Like him I’ve lost my shadow -
though we never used to fight that much
just laugh and sing
our hallowed songs of love
And love for anything
ah how we’d sing, him guitaring, no hate
well Neverland aint very far
if you can find paradise on the strum of an old guitar

See
We are
Lost Boys
We are forever young
and we’ll only fall in love using
a thimble on a thumb

So,
Circle the wagons boys: this is our last stand,
Stand up straight soldier, you’re in a Hunter-Gatherer band
And
We are surrounded by beasts
and theyre hungry for your bones, for your blood;
upon all true souls they will feast

But give me my L.E.D.s, give me Gypsy guitar
Go Hunt down the Gatherers, i’ll show you where the good times are
all locked away for tommorrow, like you’re in chains today
Such a fool if you think tommorrow, will keep the wolves howling at bay
Such a fool if you think tomorrow, will let those chains fall away.