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Back from the Dead

by Graphix

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    The digital album plus bonus Rolling Stones cover about painting things a quite dark colour on a digital compact disc with alternative art work. The compact disc works well at repelling unwanted birds when suspended in a bush. Not the carrion birds. Don't repel them. You can take the CD cover out, fold it inside out, put it back in and display your favourite member of Graphix (Carrion obvs) as the cover. The CD box makes an ideal display stand so that you can place a picture of your chosen Graphixer on your bedside table or altar. Instructions for summoning Nasty Business not included. And all for the same price as the digital download (plus postage, packaging and a small piece of your soul).

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1.
Their kiss is desolation and they kill with their eyes Always leave by twilight never say goodbye Put on you put you on then they slip away Suck you in chew you up spit you out again Sophisticated Killers Haunt the twilight of your mind Sophisticated Killers Always leave the ones they love behind He is everything you wanted to be He’s cool he’s beautiful as anyone can see Dressing to perfection this Adonis in the flesh You know what he’s after and you know that he’s the best Sophisticated Killers Haunt the twilight of your mind Sophisticated Killers Always leave the ones they love behind She is a lycanthrope, she changes all the time Every step she take’s for you’s the rhythm and the rhyme And you want her always but she’ll stab you in the back The sophisticated killers’ weapon everything you lack Sophisticated Killers Haunt the twilight of your mind Sophisticated Killers Always leave the ones they love behind Sophisticated killers are hiding in your mirrors You see yourself reflected you feel your heart rejected When they sin in secret whispers wander in with lies Always come behind you and they take you by surprise Punish you with kisses hurt with their wiles Then before you realise you have become beguiled By those Sophisticated Killers Haunt the twilight of your mind Sophisticated Killers Always leave the ones they love behind Behind Don’t get left behind
2.
Mr Crunch 04:37
Mr Crunch is out looking for another to eat His body like his hand is grey with greed Like ferrets in a stranger skin Mr crunches more each day All the streets are damp my child But he sticks to his rats Mr crunch takes pretty girls with kisses til they bleed Mr crunch waits in abandoned gardens gone to seed Mr crunch is walking backwards screaming all the time Mr crunch eats naughty children laughing in a line Into a sewer /pockets like a hole Rip up rip up rip up and out A stranger sweats some loses weight loses weight From the nightmares become all the babes Mr crunch takes pretty girls with kisses til they bleed Mr crunch waits in abandoned gardens gone to seed Mr crunch is walking backwards screaming all the time Mr crunch eats naughty children laughing in a line Why his mother she’s an effigy Body Count stretching he bursts again His yellow hide holds him pulling out stretching Mr crunch he wonders why he way never kissed goodbye Pins in his side The inside clutches clutches Mr crunch takes pretty girls with kisses til they bleed Mr crunch waits in abandoned gardens gone to seed Mr crunch is walking backwards screaming all the time Mr crunch eats naughty children laughing in a line His face like he turns His eyes kiss a girly dress Strokes beckon him dirty now Slow into another mould The image her white eyes A wriggling finger calls our crunch to come Mr crunch takes pretty girls with kisses til they bleed Mr crunch waits in abandoned gardens gone to seed Mr crunch is walking backwards screaming all the time Mr crunch eats naughty children laughing in a line So Come and come and come and crunch AND drunken motionH2O Come and come and come and crunch Runs cold runs cold He Runs cold runs cold runs cold children Runs cold runs cold cold
3.
Doesn’t food etc, blah blah junior league You wish you’d never met her just to sow the aching seed I find myself behind her blah blah blah blah blah I love your rectum grinder blah Break me up with kisses kill me make me weak A hundred wasted wishes a century of sleep I find myself behind her blah blah blah blah blah I love your rectum grinder blah Blah blah says I love you please say that you do Blah blah this is meaningless and blah blah you are too I find myself behind her blah blah blah blah blah I love your rectum grinder blah Dead is my muscle of love too late to resurrect Embryos in rubber gloves Well what more did you expect of me I find myself behind her blah blah blah blah blah I love your rectum grinder blah A cut inside is leaking sand my image is a door Tender is the spastic hand who’s knuckles I adore I find myself behind her blah blah blah blah blah I love your rectum grinder blah I love your rectum grinder baby yeah grind Blah
4.
Love Kills 04:35
Tonight a star has kissed my eye If life is love a lover dies A heart a soul a piece of flesh A kick between the legs I kneel before you praying still I drink the wine you spill A dream that dies with any thrill Oh tell my why love kills He turns and breaks the final thread You fall and I am dead A lie, a tear a singing bird A beauty gone unheard I kneel before you praying still I drink the wine you spill A dream that dies with any thrill Oh tell my why love kills I need to see you your stinging face But it’s just another fashion race To think your passion’s just a trend I think of how I killed my friend I kneel before you praying still I drink the wine you spill A dream that dies with any thrill Oh tell my why love kills Tell me Tell me Why love kills
5.
How much was said in sympathy She said she loved the rain as I eclipsed eternity she gave my rose away We touched in the rain and she gave a single bud To the solitary figure who was drowning in the flood We touched in the rain but the rose you gave away Our candles won’t rekindle and there’s nothing left to say We stood cooled our faces on the burning friends But all the virgin letters on who it all depends We touched in the rain and she gave a single bud To the solitary figure who was drowning in the flood We touched in the rain but the rose you gave away Our candles won’t rekindle and there’s nothing left to say I wished I was a feather as a raindrop fell inside We made the dew together but now there’s no tears to hide The red rose slowly faded like the lipstick fades That image is so jaded as we think of all the years We touched in the rain and she gave a single bud To the solitary figure who was drowning in the flood We touched in the rain but the rose you gave away Our candles won’t rekindle and there’s nothing left to say
6.
Scratch 03:45
I see the way you look at me I can’t think of any place that I would rather be Look and see look and see you can’t feel what you can’t find Then when I am all alone you are on my mind You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours x4 Bah bah I can see you walking in the rain brushing past you in the street I gotta know your name Hey that girl could take me down you got me on the run Call me no the phone some time and we can have some fun You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours x4 Bah bah The first time that we got it on I wasn’t in my head When we were alone that night it wasn’t like she said A hidden room, the secret’s out, I had to hide my face Then I spent the night with you at someone else’s place Woooah Bah bah Hurrrr You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours x4 Bah bah I want you baby I want your body Now we are together girl there is no other way We don’t have to join in all the games that people play To get along with all those fools you have to be a fake People never want it all it’s more than I can take You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours x4 You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours x4 Bah bah If you change your mind then just walk on by Break on through to the ego line If you run around then you’re then you’re out of line If you say goodbye then you’re out of time I want you baby I want your body Scratch my back
7.
Silent Fall 05:31
Oh Falling helpless from a storybook Calling softly love and lies I will take you to another world Screaming like a drowning cry You will cry for a thousand years You’ll forget my name You’ll never wake again in vain A Silent Fall Till the sockets burst I retreat into a netherworld I don’t hear
8.
Forever sidelong glances touching in the round Fake joy circus stances are pointing to the ground You’re sick to the skin of all that you’ve been And all that you’ve seen and will be again Reaching through masks and closing your eyes Say this is the last and pray for your lies Those clever never brothers hiding all the lies Protecting former lovers reflected in her eyes You’re sick to the skin of all that you’ve been And all that you’ve seen and will be again Reaching through masks and closing your eyes Say this is the last and pray for your lies Forbidden fruit uneaten Rotten to the core No more no o wow You’re sick to the skin of all that you’ve been And all that you’ve seen and will be again Reaching through masks and closing your eyes Say this is the last and pray for your lies Llittle white lies How proudly does the pen bleed as the writer cries If only they could all read how lonely faces die You’re sick to the skin of all that you’ve been And all that you’ve seen and will be again Reaching through masks and closing your eyes Say this is the last and pray for your lies
9.
Clock grins and chimes another blank into the freezing stinking air Four fingers two in a row x2 Stab another soldier hiding in the long glass Eyes rise and fall to the rhythm of her walk and the bottle His bottle His bottle burned like a candle from both ends swings like a chariot x2 Swings like a chariot low Swing low Table turns and spilling all the gold from the drowning man at hand Splinters another dull dull god with his Four fingers two in a row x2 Four fingers falling now their low And take another sullen statue stranded in the rubble of his own temple Overrun by rates and dirt and whores Mucus red his face explodes But the bottle his bottle Turns another leaf and beats him at his own Beats him into the very dirt that he hates Low His whole religion fell about his shoulders killed by kisses Killed by kisses Killed by kisses cured by poison By poison I’m cured by poison etc. Low Swing low
10.
11.
Do you remember every little detail Like petals on a rose you gave to the sad old man Do you remember every word spoken Lying in the grass or was it all a game Yesterday I saw the man again After a fall lying in pain and even though I offered him his foolish sense of pride Would mean he’d fall and fall again and even though I tried and nobody would see He still refused my hand Dyr everytime you gave yourself or held me in pain Wound me round your finger like a snake DYR everytime you said goodbye I walked away holding every single sound inside Yesterday I saw you again after a fall thriving on pain I gave myself away and even though I tried and nobody would see I offered you my hand and foolishly I cried an You still refused my heart Do you remember or are you so insensitive The time that we both cried while listening to our heartbeats Dyr or are you are you quite so spiteful? The time when in confusion I almost said I love you I love you Do you still read my poems? Do you still read my letters? Do still look at my picture? Do you ever speak my name? Do you??? Do you write and write forever? Do you still look at my photograph? I still repeat your name
12.
Black Anthem 03:07
You may have the wind and weather on your side But those little crosses behind which you hide Will burn so brightly they’ll light up the sky And I’ll laugh with hate as I see true love die Nicht verstanden Nicht vergessen Nicht versehen Alles ist verboten Links rechts Rechts I’ll spread my dark cloak like the wings of a vulture Grinning so proudly as I defend your culture I’ll spit on religion , I’ll spit on your throne I’ll spit on all things you’ve loved and known And I spread my black cape as you fall for my hate And we’ll sing so proudly my Black anthem Schwartz
13.
The Lesson 05:08
So I’m here alone again I thought life was being too kind So she moved away I always knew that I’d be left behind Ring phone ring, burn friend burn now i know i’ll never learn Swing on swing, turn boy turn, now i know I’ll never learn The lesson It’s another empty room It’s another love that died She’s still near I could sense this all before she cried, she cried, cry She never said that she loved me I just called her a passionate friend I guess I always knew she’d leave me It always happens in the end Ring phone ring, burn friend burn now i know i’ll never learn Swing on swing, turn boy turn, now i know I’ll never learn The lesson I’ll ask you once again Could you ever love me I’ll ask you once could anyone love me? Ring phone ring, burn friend burn now i know i’ll never learn Swing on swing, turn boy turn, now i know I’ll never learn The lesson The lesson

about

‘Back From The Dead’ represents what might be termed the ‘middle-period’ of the short musical life of 80s Southern Goth band, Graphix. Their early synth duo meets Bauhaus inspired songs were being replaced by growing influence from The Cure, The Banshees and The Birthday Party as lyric writing duties passed from the quirky genius of early muse Skreen B to the ramblings of frontman Carrion and BL Underwood’s guitar skills and pedal collection grew. The band had recorded a studio demo tape* with local rhythm section Mike Deery and Ferg Hickman, leading to an on-off presence of Mike as their live bassist and a couple of co-written songs (featured here in versions from 2012). The band continued to play the local circuit while shying away from offers of record and management deals. Idiots.

*a historic music format landing somewhere between the wax cylinder and 8-track

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released October 13, 2023

BL Underwood: All Instruments; Backing Vocals
N Carrion: Vocals

All songs written by Carrion/Underwood except Rectum Grinder and Love Kills Co-written with Mike Deery and Ferg Hickman

Recorded 2012 at Penthouse and Toad Hall
Produced by BLUnderwood

Photos by Skreen B; Simon Viele; Carrion
Cover Art by Carrion

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Graphix Eastbourne, UK

Outrageous UK live debut 1984. Narrowly missed out on record deals and subsequent fame/fortune by quietly imploding before end of decade. Music lives on in covers of anthem ‘Apeman’ - big in Japan. Members continued in music separately in bands as diverse as The Cuban Boys; Network23 & Now Zero. Briefly reunited to revisit the joys of the old gothic. Not the same as the new gothic ... more

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