Six Foot Fences / Ship Of Fools

by The Mouldy Lovers

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released August 18, 2014

Written and performed by The Mouldy Lovers.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Paulie Bromley at Tanuki Lounge.

Artwork by Natalie Phillips and Gabriel Decker.

The Mouldy Lovers are:
Gavin Cook - Vocals, guitar
Louis Whelan - Piano Accordion
Caroline Townsend - Bass guitar
Matt Hsu - Trumpet
Laura Kirkwood - Drums
Bodie Howell - Trombone
Jonathan Sri - Saxophone



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The Mouldy Lovers are a 7-piece concoction of ska, punk and dub known for their unique sound and raucous live performances.


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Track Name: Six Foot Fences
There’s an army approaching
The yuppies are encroaching
Armed with noise complaints, graffiti proof paints
Six foot fences and a sleeping potion
Six foot fences and a sleeping potion
Six foot fences and a sleeping potion

Them suckas call it progress
They don’t like how we dress
Party in the park after dark call the coppers on us
Stand between the lines or you're under arrest
Stand between the lines or they’ll label you a pest
Stand between the lines got no right to protest

Six foot fences and a sleeping potion
Shackles on our ankles, dance slow motion
Numb the senses kill the commotion
With six foot fences and a sleeping potion
Track Name: Ship Of Fools
The worlds on fire
The devil dances in your pockets on apocalypse trial
Sixteen hooves on a dead mans chest,
We'll drink to your sickness and we'll dance to your health,
Off the starboard side came bone-rattling boom,
Sisyphean boulders being rolled around your tomb,
The painter’s eyes held Hell and Paradise,
We were cast off at sundown for earthly delights

But then again what I see my nearest and dearest cracked 1,2,3!
Who painted the face of the ass on the wheel?
And who pinned the tail on the donkey and me,
But so gaye and merry
Silly dilly dally dining on the wine of the ancient time,
Stand and deliver, you sold me up the river
Well I sold my time for blood on my hands.

Well I’m taking off my clothes and I’m running into the sea,
It never fails to wash me clean,
You're always there, you're always there,
You're always there with the moon in your hair
And a Sirens song for me

We're all lost under the southern cross..