POSTCARDS FROM THE BRITISH EMPIRE (12 singles in 12 months) - Digital Download

by Phenomenal Cat

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POSTCARDS FROM THE BRITISH EMPIRE
12 singles in 12 months

In 2012 Phenomenal Cat released a brand new single every month for the whole year.

You can download all 12 singles here in one hit for the first time ever, £5 only!!! If you want a physical copy then there are a few box sets available for £25 (in our merch section).

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released January 5, 2013

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Phenomenal Cat Kent, UK

PHENOMENAL CAT are a power pop 6 piece from Sandgate, Kent, UK.

In 2012 the band released a brand new single every month for the whole year.

The project was entitled: Postcards from the British Empire: 12 singles in 12 months.
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Track Name: 'Letters Home from Nazi-Occupied France'
I’m writing this to say in my own delectable way,
I miss you Mum and I miss you Dad,
I miss my sweetheart and the dreams we had.
I’m writing this to say as I sit in my trench on New Years Day,
I miss my friends and I miss my dog,
The shipping forecast and the London fog,
Now I’ve gone away.
Please don’t forget about me!

I’m writing this to say that I haven’t had sugar since Christmas day,
When we put down our guns and drank to old friends,
Ones who are gone and ones who are on the mend,
But have gone away.
Please don’t forget about me!

Letters home…
Letters home…
Letters home from Nazi-occupied France.
Track Name: 'Ramshackle Heart'
'Ramshackle Heart'

I've got a worn out,
Ramshackle Heart,
and I'm gonna' tell you,
from the very start.

That it crackles and burns,
makes mistakes and learns,
and I'm gonna tell you,
from the very start.

When I see your face,
it takes me to a special place,
and we'll be like...
Richard & Judy
Richard & Judy
Richard & Judy

I'm walking the comeback road,
boot heels are kicking up dust,
sleeping in the back of my car,
under a toupee of rust.

Now this town is a spiders web,
and I am the fly,
Mrs. Jones on the corner,
saw something strange in the sky.

When I see your face,
it takes me to a special place,
and we'll be like...
Richard & Judy
Richard & Judy
Richard & Judy
Track Name: 'Postcards from the British Empire'
'Postcards from the British Empire'

Woke up from a bad dream of cigarettes and a Civil War,
The English Army are fighting in but they don't know what they are fighting for.
Down the streets, down the avenues we used to meet on Fridays together, I love you forever.

Orange and green and blue and red,
I turned on the TV and they're all sleeping in the same old bed.
Don't think it will rain today, don't think it will rain today,
It's Friday forever, let's not talk about the weather!

Postcards from the British Empire

Walking through the old ghost town,
Pubs and churches have been closed down,
Woolworths is empty, all the money was spent last century.
On holidays, TV sets, second mortgages, bills and cigarettes.
All the things you couldn't afford,
But all the things that stopped you getting bored!

Postcards from the British Empire.
Track Name: 'Love on the Dole'
Love on the Dole

Shall we both sign on?
Shall we sign on in the great depression?
Shall we quit our jobs?
Shall we quit before the government takes them?

Darling, it's not charming,
In fact it's alarming,
That we're just trying to make ends meet...

It's gonna' be a tough year (now everything is so dear)
I spent the rent on Whiskey & Beer!
I'm gonna' sell my soul,
Resign myself to Love on the Dole.

Darling, it's not charming,
In fact it's alarming,
That we're just trying to make ends meet...

Love on the Dole...
Oh oh oh.

Slave to the wage to the wage I'm a slave,
Don't be a slave to the wage.

Love on the Dole...
Oh oh oh.
Track Name: Mellow Lane
I was a boy of 12 years old,
Didn't like doing what I was told.
Smoking Cigarettes under the willow tree,
Riding my bike down by the estuary.

Walking through the streets under suburban rain,
But I'd always return to Mellow Lane.
Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
I'd always return to Mellow Lane.

Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
I'd always return to Mellow Lane.
Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
Will I ever see your face again?

Bedtime stories etched in melancholy,
Jolly-Roger fishing boat bobbing on the sea.
Jumping busses and catching the train,
I'd always return to Mellow Lane.

Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
I'd always return to Mellow Lane.
Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
Will I ever see your face again?

INSTRUMENTAL

Now I'm back in this humdrum town,
Wondering why you'd never wear my crown.
Been looking all day for the willow tree,
But they built a supermarket where it used to be!

Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
I'd always return to Mellow Lane.
Mellow Lane, Mellow Lane,
Will I ever see your face again?
Track Name: Life by the Seaside
The boys like their toys and racing their cars,
Saving up their money in jam jam jars.
Everyones complaining that there's nowhere to go.
Stay in on a Friday night, worship TV show.

Everyone talks about it, but we're afraid to do anything about it.

The girls push their prams on pebbles and sand,
Saving up for Tenerife from benefit scams.
Everyones complaining that there's nowhere to go.
Stay in on a Saturday night, worship TV show.

Everyone talks about it, but we're afraid to do anything about it.

Coast to coast i've been looking for you.
But now that i've found you the search it's through.
Coast to coast I've been looking for you...