St Kilda Mailboat

by St. Kilda Mailboat

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    The first vinyl release from St. Kilda Mailboat featuring;

    Fishing for Bread
    Orange Song

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    Debut release from St. Kilda Mailboat on a 2 track CD featuring;

    Fishing for Bread
    Orange Song

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Glint Recording are proud to present the debut single from the wonderful St Kilda Mailboat.

This release is a double B side featuring 'Fishing for Bread' and 'Orange Song'

REF:- GLINT003

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released 28 March 2013

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Track Name: Fishing for Bread
Fishing for bread, in the dead black dead, in the dead black dead of the night. Stroking the head, the still soft head, of his favourite cat called Michael Stype. He whispered to the sky, "I want my bread dry, why must it be wet? It's no good for soup nor man nor beast, and it makes the fish upset"

doowop a doo...

Fishing for a farmer to plant in your field, you can bear his fruits like a poppy. You can suck on his roots, that fill his boots and use his head like a hockey goal post.
I whispered to the sky, "I don't want the farmer to die; his fruits will turn all mouldy". He shivered in the cold after his hat was stolen from a man from Kirkcaldy.

doowop a doo...

Fishing for steak, with a ten foot rake, in a field filled with gold. Have it medium rare, cooked on pubic hair, for only fifteen-sixty - sold!
I whispered to the sky, "I really did try to leave those cows alone, but after two and half years of broccoli and tears, I need some haemoglobin"

doowap a doo...
Track Name: Orange Song
Good orange or bad orange? It's so hard to tell. There's no indication to this fruity heaven or hell. They both look the same as they sit on the shelf, with their hidden interior they keep to themselves.
The difference is incredible juicy or inedible? It's such a surprise how they keep their disguise. It's bitter or sweet, the secrets they keep. I just don't know which way they'll go.

Good orange or bad orange? Do they grow on the same tree? Do they know each other or are they family? I just can't tell one from the other; I suppose you can't judge an orange by its cover.
The difference is incredible juicy or inedible? It's such a surprise how they keep their disguise. It's bitter or sweet, the secrets they keep. I just don't know which way they'll go.

Good orange or bad orange? There must be an answer. Why do they trick us these cheeky citrus chancers? Maybe it's a test from up above or down below; but I'm not that type of person, so I wouldn't know.
The difference is incredible juicy or inedible? It's such a surprise how they keep their disguise. It's bitter or sweet, the secrets they keep. I just don't know which way they'll go.

(Boomshawallys and Wallywallydingdongs mixed with Naahnanas, Oooh-pippys and finishing with some peeling and revealing)