Iron Man Records releases to be included in British Library Sound Archive

Something happens while you are orbiting the Nation's capital on the M25 for 25 hours in a van with a dangerous madman jumping around and shouting instructions from the back seat. James at British Library Sound Archive has been in touch, he wants to catalogue and archive all the releases on Iron Man Records. The music will become part of the nation's audio & cultural heritage and it will be available (on a restricted access server) to anyone holding a British Library readers pass (writers, researchers, fans etc.). You have to go in person either to London or to the other site in Boston Spa, Yorkshire. The Library do not allow…

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Inside Out

I can make shopping malls disappear all The paving slabs and concrete I can pull up with my bare hands Can your hear the rail lines sing?   The odds are always stacked against us But theres something inside Where against them you can use it Where against them you can   I open gates and sliding doors I take the wires from their heads I can freeze the rotarblades And I can bring the missing home   The odds are always stacked against us But theres something inside Where against them you can use it Where against them you can   I can pull the aircraft from their skies roll…

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Backwards

Am I wasting my life Have I come this far I know they’re waiting Am I wasting all this time Are you wasting life Are you filling in   They’ll keep you waiting They’ll keep you waiting They’ll keep you buying all your time , your time They’ll keep you waiting   When I turn the last light out A thousand staring eyes Open up Am I wasting my life Am I filling in Walking up their hill backwards Backwards Walking up their hill backwards   They’ll keep you buying all your time They’ll keep you buying all your time They’ll keep you wasting all your life They’ll keep you filling…

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Count To Ten

Our work is never done The dead are home before us Don’t you tell me its just a job All this killing make it stop   The killing In the name of science Make it stop   In the time it takes to count to ten Another one has gone Who will stop them in their tracks Who will bring the missing back   The killing In the name of science Make it stop   In the time it takes To count to ten Make it stop   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - Gone CD

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No One

I am no one From no one’s Nation I have no name And no possessions   No One   I am no one From no religion A freedom fighter Nine unknown faces   No One   If you’re asking You’ll never know I am no one   I am no one A black eyed madman A faceless captain Of all lost causes   No One   If You’re asking You’ll never know I am no one   A faceless captain Of all lost causes   I am no one From no one’s Nation   I am no one From no one’s Nation   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun…

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The Trolley Song

Sorry I’m late, I had trouble getting here Met a man, yes another strange one I was standing, looking up at the thunderclouds said he was, the man who keeps the sky   What kind of people are these? Who put value more on property than people Who put their wealth before their wisdom Who fill the air with dust and all these poisons   I can carry, the sound with my bare hands Of the ships bells passing in the night I tend to the roofgardens of the world Rest your tears, let me show you how to Make it rain Make it rain   The path of life is…

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Lost Yourself

Today I sat and glued the pieces of my life And looking up all I saw were the fragments of my mind Looking out across this pale and shattered land This land of flags and lines and ways to divide a broken people Broken people It seems to me its all beyond our dreams It seems to me its all beyond our reach How can we resist the dream they push on us How can we resist when we’ve even lost ourselves We’ve even lost ourselves We’ve even lost ourselves We’ve even lost ourselves   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD  

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The Shed

Standing at the window Hands pressed against the glass Over the garden fence I see it The neighbours shed I’m getting in the shed Draw my pictures write my words Peace at last from a troubled world I’m getting in the shed   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

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The Don

Don't Make these empty promises You intend to be the GOOD master What you really mean to say You intend to be THE MASTER   Your work of pen and paper Will never bind us to your master And you cannot kill your god Because your greed wears so many faces   Not one of you, could kill your god Not one of you   Not one of you, could kill your god Not one of you, could kill your god   Am I the last one, that you cannot cheat Am I the last one, that you cannot keep   And you cannot kill your god Because your greed wears…

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