Moneytree The Great Indoors Part 1
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The Great Indoors Part 1
Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreeband
www.sotones.co.uk
These visuals are influenced by musicMusic: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreebandwww.sotones.co.uk
These visuals are influenced by musicMusic: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreebandwww.sotones.co.uk
Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreebandwww.sotones.co.uk
1. Cyclical History
2. Plain Forgot
3. Untitled
4. Tie Your Connies Tight
5. Just A Lover
6. Stuck In The Blocks
[2:37]
[3:49]
[1:21]
[4:17]
[2:03]
[3:31]
Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreeband
www.sotones.co.uk
1. Cyclical History
2. Plain Forgot
3. Untitled
4. Tie Your Connies Tight
5. Just A Lover
6. Stuck In The Blocks
[2:37]
[3:49]
[1:21]
[4:17]
[2:03]
[3:31]
Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreebandwww.sotones.co.uk
1. Cyclical History
2. Plain Forgot
3. Untitled
4. Tie Your Connies Tight
5. Just A Lover
6. Stuck In The Blocks
[2:37]
[3:49]
[1:21]
[4:17]
[2:03]
[3:31]
Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreeband
www.sotones.co.uk
1. Cyclical History
2. Plain Forgot
3. Untitled
4. Tie Your Connies Tight
5. Just A Lover
6. Stuck In The Blocks
[2:37]
[3:49]
[1:21]
[4:17]
[2:03]
[3:31]
Cyclical History
Come on and put your child in a maze with pedophiles and cannibals,Hazaah! The flesh-coloured fetish parade: commodities and animals.´Cause we're standing on the brink of the chaos phase of Vicco´s cyclical history,The present's so confusing but the bigger picture ain't not mystery,A soulA FlyA webMy eyes!
Cyclical History
Come on and put your child in a maze with pedophiles and cannibals,Hazaah! The flesh-coloured fetish parade: commodities and animals.´Cause we're standing on the brink of the chaos phase of Vicco´s cyclical history,The present's so confusing but the bigger picture ain't not mystery,A soulA FlyA webMy eyes!
Plain Forgot
It´s a shame that Iʼm asking; it´s a shame when Iʼm not,It´s a plain sort of question that Iʼve plain forgot.Did you change your number? Did you change the locks?Do I even know you? ´Cause I plain forgot.I´m shot.
Where´s the bread? ´Cause Iʼm ready. Who´s unsteady? Give it us.´Cause Iʼve bled to keep my head up. Please don´t cause a fuss.Did you change your number? Did you change the locks?Do I even know you?
We could be brothers, we should be brothers, I think I love you mate.Where is the money? Give me the money! How could you make a friend w a i t ?
It´s a shame that Iʼm asking; it´s a shame when Iʼm not,It´s a plain sort of question that Iʼve plain forgot.Did you change your number? Did you change the locks?Do I even know you?
We could be brothers, we should be brothers, I think I love you mate.Where is the money? Give me the money! How could you make a friend w a i t ?
Plain Forgot
It´s a shame that Iʼm asking; it´s a shame when Iʼm not,It´s a plain sort of question that Iʼve plain forgot.Did you change your number? Did you change the locks?Do I even know you? ´Cause I plain forgot.I´m shot.
Where´s the bread? ´Cause Iʼm ready. Who´s unsteady? Give it us.´Cause Iʼve bled to keep my head up. Please don´t cause a fuss.Did you change your number? Did you change the locks?Do I even know you?
We could be brothers, we should be brothers, I think I love you mate.Where is the money? Give me the money! How could you make a friend w a i t ?
It´s a shame that Iʼm asking; it´s a shame when Iʼm not,It´s a plain sort of question that Iʼve plain forgot.Did you change your number? Did you change the locks?Do I even know you?
We could be brothers, we should be brothers, I think I love you mate.Where is the money? Give me the money! How could you make a friend w a i t ?
Tie Y
our C
onni
es T
ight
Th
is co
uld
be a
miss
ion,
So
tie y
our C
onni
es ti
ght,
Chec
k ou
t the
vol
ume
on th
e m
ix ta
pe,
Som
e kid
s are
pro
bing
for a
figh
t,
Get
on
the
train
, get
you
rsel
f awa
y.
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
ur so
ul,
Th
is to
wn w
ill sw
allo
w yo
u.
It
's ha
rd to
see
what
´s c
omin
g,
So
push
them
dar
k rim
s clo
se,
B
lurr
y vis
ion
give
s you
hea
d ac
hes,
Whe
n yo
uʼre
pro
ne to
seei
ng g
hosts
,
Get
on
the
train
, get
you
rsel
f awa
y.
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
u wh
ole,
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
your
soul
,
This
town
will
swal
low
you.
T
he fa
ther
s of m
y so
ngs a
re a
ll go
ne
A
nd in
ther
e pl
ace
are
spec
tral b
eing
s;
D
ancin
g to
a d
irge,
unh
eard
,
As I
loos
e my
self
arou
nd y
ou.
It
's a
hollo
w da
nce;
it's
hypn
otiz
ing,
Ba
ckwa
rds,
forw
ards
, alm
ost m
arch
ing
But o
ut o
f ran
k an
d fil
e, I
smile
But
I lo
ose
myse
lf ar
ound
you
.
Yes,
I loo
se m
ysel
f aro
und
you
Tie Y
our C
onni
es T
ight
Th
is co
uld
be a
miss
ion,
So
tie y
our C
onni
es ti
ght,
Chec
k ou
t the
vol
ume
on th
e m
ix ta
pe,
Som
e kid
s are
pro
bing
for a
figh
t,
Get
on
the
train
, get
you
rsel
f awa
y.
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
ur so
ul,
Th
is to
wn w
ill sw
allo
w yo
u.
It
's ha
rd to
see
what
´s c
omin
g,
So
push
them
dar
k rim
s clo
se,
B
lurr
y vis
ion
give
s you
hea
d ac
hes,
Whe
n yo
uʼre
pro
ne to
seei
ng g
hosts
,
Get
on
the
train
, get
you
rsel
f awa
y.
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
u wh
ole,
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
your
soul
,
This
town
will
swal
low
you.
T
he fa
ther
s of m
y so
ngs a
re a
ll go
ne
A
nd in
ther
e pl
ace
are
spec
tral b
eing
s;
D
ancin
g to
a d
irge,
unh
eard
,
As I
loos
e my
self
arou
nd y
ou.
It
's a
hollo
w da
nce;
it's
hypn
otiz
ing,
Ba
ckwa
rds,
forw
ards
, alm
ost m
arch
ing
But o
ut o
f ran
k an
d fil
e, I
smile
But
I lo
ose
myse
lf ar
ound
you
.
Yes,
I loo
se m
ysel
f aro
und
you
TieY
ourC
onni
esT
ight
Th
isco
uld
bea
miss
ion,
So
tiey
ourC
onni
esti
ght,
Chec
kou
tthe
vol
ume
onth
em
ixta
pe,
Som
ekid
sare
pro
bing
fora
figh
t,
Get
on
the
train
,get
you
rsel
fawa
y.
T
hist
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
stow
nwi
llsw
allo
wyo
urso
ul,
Th
isto
wnw
illsw
allo
wyo
u.
It
«sh
ard
tose
ewh
at«s
com
ing,
S
opu
shth
emd
ark
rimsc
lose
,
Blu
rry
visio
ngi
vesy
ouh
ead
ache
s, When youʼre prone to seeing ghosts,
G
eto
nth
etra
in,g
ety
ours
elfa
way.
T
hist
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
stow
nwi
llsw
allo
wyo
urso
ul,
Th
isto
wnw
illsw
allo
wyo
u.
The
fath
erso
fmy
song
sare
all
gone
And
inth
ere
plac
ear
esp
ectra
lbei
ngs;
Dan
cing
toa
dirg
e,u
nhea
rd,
A
sIlo
ose
myse
lfar
ound
you
.
It«s
ah
ollo
wda
nce;
it«s
hyp
notiz
ing,
Ba
ckwa
rds,
forw
ards
,alm
ostm
arch
ing
Buto
uto
fran
kan
dfil
e,I
smile
But
Ilo
ose
myse
lfar
ound
you
.
Yes,
Iloo
sem
ysel
faro
und
you
JustaLover
Prayfordeliverance,
Itmakesnodifference,
«Causeloverscomeandgo.
Yougaveyourheartaway,
Youknewwhatgamewewereplaying,
Loverscomeandgo,theycomeandgo
Whenall'ssaidanddone,
Ahthisain'tnofun,
«Causeloverscomeandgo.
Andthere'snorecompense,
Andthoughitmakesnosense
Loverscomeandgo,theycomeandgo
Iguessthisistheend,
Andgirlweain'tfriends,
«Causeloverscomeandgo.
Yougaveyourheartaway,
Weknewwhatgamewewereplaying,
Loverscomeandgo,theycomeandgo
TieY
ourC
onni
esT
ight
Th
isco
uld
bea
miss
ion,
So
tiey
ourC
onni
esti
ght,
Chec
kou
tthe
vol
ume
onth
em
ixta
pe,
Som
ekid
sare
pro
bing
fora
figh
t,
Get
on
the
train
,get
you
rsel
fawa
y.
T
hist
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
stow
nwi
llsw
allo
wyo
urso
ul,
Th
isto
wnw
illsw
allo
wyo
u.
It
«sh
ard
tose
ewh
at«s
com
ing,
S
opu
shth
emd
ark
rimsc
lose
,
Blu
rry
visio
ngi
vesy
ouh
ead
ache
s, When youʼre prone to seeing ghosts,
G
eto
nth
etra
in,g
ety
ours
elfa
way.
T
hist
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
stow
nwi
llsw
allo
wyo
urso
ul,
Th
isto
wnw
illsw
allo
wyo
u.
The
fath
erso
fmy
song
sare
all
gone
And
inth
ere
plac
ear
esp
ectra
lbei
ngs;
Dan
cing
toa
dirg
e,u
nhea
rd,
A
sIlo
ose
myse
lfar
ound
you
.
It«s
ah
ollo
wda
nce;
it«s
hyp
notiz
ing,
Ba
ckwa
rds,
forw
ards
,alm
ostm
arch
ing
Buto
uto
fran
kan
dfil
e,I
smile
But
Ilo
ose
myse
lfar
ound
you
.
Yes,
Iloo
sem
ysel
faro
und
you
JustaLover
Prayfordeliverance,
Itmakesnodifference,
«Causeloverscomeandgo.
Yougaveyourheartaway,
Youknewwhatgamewewereplaying,
Loverscomeandgo,theycomeandgo
Whenall'ssaidanddone,
Ahthisain'tnofun,
«Causeloverscomeandgo.
Andthere'snorecompense,
Andthoughitmakesnosense
Loverscomeandgo,theycomeandgo
Iguessthisistheend,
Andgirlweain'tfriends,
«Causeloverscomeandgo.
Yougaveyourheartaway,
Weknewwhatgamewewereplaying,
Loverscomeandgo,theycomeandgo
Untitled
Untitled
Tie Y
our C
onni
es T
ight
Th
is co
uld
be a
miss
ion,
So
tie y
our C
onni
es ti
ght,
Chec
k ou
t the
vol
ume
on th
e m
ix ta
pe,
Som
e kid
s are
pro
bing
for a
figh
t,
Get
on
the
train
, get
you
rsel
f awa
y.
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
ur so
ul,
Th
is to
wn w
ill sw
allo
w yo
u.
It
´s h
ard
to se
e wh
at´s
com
ing,
S
o pu
sh th
em d
ark
rims c
lose
,
Blu
rry
visio
n gi
ves y
ou h
ead
ache
s,
W
hen
youʼ
re p
rone
to se
eing
gho
sts,
G
et o
n th
e tra
in, g
et y
ours
elf a
way.
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
ur so
ul,
Th
is to
wn w
ill sw
allo
w yo
u.
The
fath
ers o
f my
song
s are
all
gone
And
in th
ere
plac
e ar
e sp
ectra
l bei
ngs;
Dan
cing
to a
dirg
e, u
nhea
rd,
A
s I lo
ose
myse
lf ar
ound
you
.
It´s
a h
ollo
w da
nce;
it´s
hyp
notiz
ing,
Ba
ckwa
rds,
forw
ards
, alm
ost m
arch
ing
But o
ut o
f ran
k an
d fil
e, I
smile
But
I lo
ose
myse
lf ar
ound
you
.
Yes,
I loo
se m
ysel
f aro
und
you
Stuck in the Blocks
I would have waited at the finish line, But I was stuck in the blocks, With better places to be, you best believe it; Stuck in the Blocks
I would have waited at the finish line, But I was stuck in the blocks, With better places to be, you best believe it; A muffled promise on the telephone, A score of ticks on the clock, “Hello, Am I breaking up? Do you receive me?” I´m done waiting, Iʼm done trying, I won´t fake if you don´t buy it.
Fill every silence with another song Nip every thought in the bud, I won´t let wishful thinking deceive me, Think that you can change my mind then bring it on, But I ain't budgin´an inch you must retrieve me.
I´m done waiting, Iʼm done trying, I won´t fake if you don´t buy it. Hello, Am I breaking up? Do you receive me? Hello...Am I breaking up..? Do you receive me?”
Tie Y
our C
onni
es T
ight
Th
is co
uld
be a
miss
ion,
So
tie y
our C
onni
es ti
ght,
Chec
k ou
t the
vol
ume
on th
e m
ix ta
pe,
Som
e kid
s are
pro
bing
for a
figh
t,
Get
on
the
train
, get
you
rsel
f awa
y.
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
ur so
ul,
Th
is to
wn w
ill sw
allo
w yo
u.
It
´s h
ard
to se
e wh
at´s
com
ing,
S
o pu
sh th
em d
ark
rims c
lose
,
Blu
rry
visio
n gi
ves y
ou h
ead
ache
s,
W
hen
youʼ
re p
rone
to se
eing
gho
sts,
G
et o
n th
e tra
in, g
et y
ours
elf a
way.
T
his t
own
will
swal
low
you
whol
e,
Thi
s tow
n wi
ll sw
allo
w yo
ur so
ul,
Th
is to
wn w
ill sw
allo
w yo
u.
The
fath
ers o
f my
song
s are
all
gone
And
in th
ere
plac
e ar
e sp
ectra
l bei
ngs;
Dan
cing
to a
dirg
e, u
nhea
rd,
A
s I lo
ose
myse
lf ar
ound
you
.
It´s
a h
ollo
w da
nce;
it´s
hyp
notiz
ing,
Ba
ckwa
rds,
forw
ards
, alm
ost m
arch
ing
But o
ut o
f ran
k an
d fil
e, I
smile
But
I lo
ose
myse
lf ar
ound
you
.
Yes,
I loo
se m
ysel
f aro
und
you
Stuck in the Blocks
I would have waited at the finish line, But I was stuck in the blocks, With better places to be, you best believe it; Stuck in the Blocks
I would have waited at the finish line, But I was stuck in the blocks, With better places to be, you best believe it; A muffled promise on the telephone, A score of ticks on the clock, “Hello, Am I breaking up? Do you receive me?” I´m done waiting, Iʼm done trying, I won´t fake if you don´t buy it.
Fill every silence with another song Nip every thought in the bud, I won´t let wishful thinking deceive me, Think that you can change my mind then bring it on, But I ain't budgin´an inch you must retrieve me.
I´m done waiting, Iʼm done trying, I won´t fake if you don´t buy it. Hello, Am I breaking up? Do you receive me? Hello...Am I breaking up..? Do you receive me?”
Photography: John Addison Wise Art Direction: John Addison Wise Design: John Addison Wise Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009 www.myspace.com/moneytreeband www.sotones.co.uk
Photography: John Addison Wise Art Direction: John Addison Wise Design: John Addison Wise Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009 www.myspace.com/moneytreeband www.sotones.co.uk
The Great Indoors Part 1
Music: (c) Moneytree 2009 (p) Sotones 2009www.myspace.com/moneytreeband
www.sotones.co.uk
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