Baby Boom

Baby Boom was released on November 17th 2003 through Boobytrap Records. It recieved many reviews from press, including the following: "An amalgam of The Flaming Lips’ best bits and the Eels’ most beautiful" 4/5 RockFeedBack.com -=- "Strange, folk-rock lyrics about drinking too much. It ambles, rambles then reels you in" 3/5 ManchesterOnline.co.uk -=- "Lyrically they’re on another level" Gigwise.com -=- "I hate it so much it skull fucks my head" Ed Mellet.

CD Tracklisting:
1. Baby Boom
2. The Great Unknown
Where To Buy:
From the band:
Townsend-records.co.uk
Action-records.co.uk
www.amazon.co.uk
www.sebon.co.uk
Track-records.com

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WRG Rear Cover

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Baby Boom

We're just a bunch of buffalo
Getting slautered
We're all red indians
We love fire water

We're just a bunch of buffalo
Getting slautered
We're all red indians
We love fire water

You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan, king of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric, Pumpkin,
at your place this afternoon.
I guess you just weren't interested
in getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom.

We're just a bunch of buffalo
Getting slautered
We're all red indians
We love fire water

You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan, king of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric, Pumpkin,
at your place this afternoon.
I guess you just weren't interested
in getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom.

You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan, king of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric, Pumpkin,
at place this afternoon.

You can call me Fred Flintstone
Tarzan, king of the jungle
I guess I was a little prehistoric, Pumpkin,
at your place this afternoon.
I guess you just weren't interested
in getting drunk and trying to start a baby boom.

No one said it's gonna be easy darling
It won't get better
No one said it's gonna be fun
It won't get better


The Great Unknown

Only when I know the you are (?),
more so than the arrival of a little fat Greek with bow and arrow.
Only then can this old dog get up and go
to where there's no tomorrow, just the answer no.

Everything's so big, colossal.
Everything's so big, big, big, colossal.
I don't expect I'll reach thirty;
if this is life on earth, hasta la vista.

I'm still waiting to be collected from lost property,
forsaken and stripped of dignity.
Attractive head seeks giulotine...

Ready now to face the great unknown.
Happens to the best of us I know.
Happens to the best of us I know.

Everybody loves a crisis.
Everybody loves, loves, loves a crisis.
The meaning of the word is no joke;
left my suicide note by the T.V. remote.

I'm still waiting to be collected from lost property,
forsaken and stripped of dignity.
Attractive head seeks giulotine...

Ready now to face the great unknown.
Happens to the best of us I know.
Happens to the best of us I know.


All lyrics © The Crimea 2003.

All lyrics interpreted by Dominic Murphy, Jo Spencer, Stuart Denyer and Christopher Friend.
Lyrics from Baby Boom courtesy of Joe Udwin.
As they were worked out by ear they may be wrong in places.