One Man Slumber Party

by The Spare Room

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Recorded at Ginger's Cottage, Bude / The Neighbourhood, Deptford / Miloco, Bermondsey.

Mixed at Miloco.

Mastered by John Webber at Air Studios.

"Moon House" Artwork by Katy Christianson

For Joel.

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released October 1, 2016

Music/Lyrics - Louis Doyle

Engineering - Daniel Moyler, Jon Kensington

Mix - Daniel Moyler OT, Jon Kensington, Matt Wanstall, Louis Doyle

Instrumentation brought to you by:

(in order of appearances)

Jesse Doyle, Jon French, Edward Randell, Raphael Clarkson, Jeremy Law, Jake Wanstall, Sam Rowe, Nick Quanrud, Richard Swan, Ben Swan, Sannah Doyle, Emma Ladell, Freya Ward-Smith, Edmund Thomson Jones.

Thanks for caring for years, fam: Jess, Dan, Ed, Jake, French, Nick, CQ. This album woulda never got started, let alone finished.

Special thanks to Rowling for the bread.

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Track Name: Columbo
Say for me that I'm a screw
But I'm not gonna argue, not gonna argue with perfect timing.
We bought some drinks, rum and cokes and
Soon we were jolly
Jolly Giant and his hazy leading lady

Do you know, do you know
This is the best day I have had in quite some time
Lets do it again, sometime
You'd be surprised I've got nothing planned
Mostly I'm just hanging around
Got a broken wing but your bird can sing,
Is that alright?

Spent the spring in our pyjamas
Dedicated bums, reruns of Columbo
He's the daddy
Then we got out of our jim jams,
Had a quick whip round,
and went out for drinkies.
We didn't get any.

Do you know, do you know
This is the best day I have had in quite some time
Lets do it again, sometime
You'd be surprised I've got nothing planned
Mostly I'm just hanging around
Got a broken wing but your bird can sing,
Is that alright?

I got scared and I ran
There's a part of me still believes in something but oh man, I lost my faith and
I don't know how to face you,
With these scars all on my face and hands.

My imaginary friends are coming home to roost
I'm gonna make my jailbreak,
With my jailbait in tow.

Do you know, do you know
This is the best day I have had in quite some time
Lets do it again, sometime
You'd be surprised I've got nothing planned
Mostly I'm just hanging around
Got a broken wing but your bird can sing,
Is that alright?
Track Name: JJ 1
Dial a bride
My one on the side
She never brings me gifts
Come back home to Uncle Jack Jones and
Sweet Domestic Bliss

By the dram you know that I am still raging through the night
Jack attack, the horrors are back
They're wasted, old and fat.

Caught your wrist, you're calling it quits
But all I'm asking is
An uninterrupted embrace, an open ended kiss.

Their voices, their voices call from the deep and covet me
"Baby we'll see you soon"
And we will crash on the fire, and
Sing of desire,
If we can hold the tune.

Wake up with a shark in your head and the scent of your own blood.
Can't shake of this dream I've been having since I last saw Mim.

Amy's kids are fighting the bath soap out her shaking hands.
Jack attack declares "that's a wrap" and turns us all to stone.
He turns us all to stone.
Track Name: One Man Slumber Party
Silence abounds,
Exhale and collapse,
Fall back on old TV shows.

Made a grand on my mother's ring,
There's a bit of whore in everything and,
It's more than I can bear
Let it all out,
Leave it all here.

The dead always rise for one last hurrah.
I'm losing my puppy fat.

(We were never good at this,
Better make a dying wish,
Be my every when and where.)
Track Name: (River Law)
In a bar the mainsail of my boat was stolen,
and a drunk said "It ain't over til it's over"

When he hired me i was glad to be of use
But it's hardly gonna fix the roof.
Track Name: All It Takes
I am a still life
I am a monotone
Losing my thread and
Bending your answer-phone.

The days are empty
The nights go unadorned
Losing your lustre
Left in the dresser drawer

Our star is waning
It barely held the night
My crown is broken
Your hesitation

Thats all it takes
All it takes.

There's nothing out there
All souls
All centuries
These walls are hollow
You already know

I'm tired of music
I'm tired of talking of shit
Singing is just a pretty way to put it.
Track Name: Waiting For Release
Make your nest in here she said and
Put a black eyed girl to bed
I've got a real good reason why I wasn't there
You've gotta believe me.
Can we let the dead be dead.

Jack Jones says don't leave yet cos I got nobody
and the boy on the floor looks up
Yea I know that you think I'm gone but it won't change nothing.
Cos I'm just waiting,
Waiting for release.

On the open road
With all the saints
My injuries are clean breaks
I've got a real bad feeling I shouldn't have spoken into the open darkness
But I can't ever take it back.

Jack Jones says don't leave yet cos I got nobody
and the boy on the floor looks up
Like a trash can rock band, touring for pocket money
I am waiting,
Waiting for release.

Cos the dead always rise for one last hurrah
and I've seen them all headed down to the bar
So abandon your car right there in the street
I'll be waiting, waiting.

Cos the dead always rise for one last drink,
is my maker gonna break me out of the clink?
On the day of departure,
When you're done with me
I'll be waiting,
Waiting for Release.
Track Name: JJ 2
Is it just simple modus tollens,
Coming down after a happy high.

Blow the dust off the one you carry,
Brush the cobwebs out your pinpoint eyes,
Yea it's that kind of racket they never need to advertise.
Hit the first sharp shake,
Hear the voices coming back on side.

All in stone.
You always were, better on your own.
Better on your own.

Just a mope with a mop and bucket,
Do you lust after the night life?
You could crawl out the hole but you'd only be half the man.
Yea it's hard to hear when he tells me who I really am.

Old Jack Jones,
You always were, better on your own.
Better on your own.

Well by now it's bell, book, and candle.
No more kicking the can down the road.
All the same old behaviour patterns,
You'll only end up on your own.

Write the will, say your spiel, yea you know I'm breaking down the deal.
Come and lie down beside,
I'ma die,
You're good at keeping still.

All in stone.
You always were, better on your own.
Better on your own.