On The Desolate Hillside

by Sweethearts of the Prison Rodeo

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This is the first full album release by The Sweethearts of the Prison Rodeo. They are a multi-disciplinary collective based in Falkirk, Scotland, creating music, art and live events based on the work of the enigmatic Mr D. King.

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released August 29, 2013

Produced, recorded and engineered by Mr Robbie Lesiuk in Killin, Perthshire, November 2012.

Additional recording in Carron and Larbert, Falkirk, March-April 2013.
Mixed by Mr Lesiuk and The Sweethearts, Spring 2013.
Mastered by Mr Julian Corrie in Glasgow June 8th 2013.

All songs written by Mr King, augmented by The Sweethearts.
Poetry on #1 & #10 by Mr Tonner. All rights reserved.

Design, layout and photography by Mr Tonner.

Released 29/8/2013 via Wiseblood Industries, Glasgow.

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Sweethearts of the Prison Rodeo Falkirk, UK

The Sweethearts of the Prison Rodeo provide a twisted blend of Americana by way of the Junction 5 of the M9. If The Sensational Alex Harvey Band, Kurt Vile and Edwin Morgan had a bastard child then it would probably scream like the Sweethearts.

The Welcome EP was released in 2012 followed by the On the Desolate Hillside album in 2013. Their new album Pigs in the Bull Ring is out on the 6th of May
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Track Name: The Weather Report Is Grim And Dark
The Weather Report is Grim and Dark
Calls time on the old and the weak of heart
Strips trees of leaf, pulls ships asunder
Rings bells of doom and cracks of thunder

Like a foolish sheep, strayed the beaten track
Lost on dismal hill, under sky of black
World weary soul, soaked through with rain
Heed solemn warnings, pass not this way again.

“The Sun Is Going Back In Again”
Track Name: The Solitary Rabbit
The Solitary Rabbit

The Solitary Rabbit has the biological means to impregnate the whole roundabout.
Now his ego and his sperm are depleting and he feels less of a man.
But he must apologise to the ones who bared the brunt of his sex drive
And his need to impress all the other boys,
who conquered that mystic goal down the rabbit hole, of hole.

But we can celebrate that he’s not evil anymore and we’re not evil any more.
We’re not evil since we bought that book on chivalry,
since we bought that book and we read it every day.

Not he’s got his demons and I’ve got mine.
We’re unravelling the intertwined.
We harkened back to our strange thought.
There’s far too many but not a lot we remember.
We feel uneasy my friend.

We’re unravelling the intertwined.
The intertwined is unravelling.
Track Name: Fashionable Buddhas
Fashionable Buddhas

According to Freud, all boys want to sleep with their mothers
But instinctively we’re interdependent lovers
We’ve got a stubborn sense of national pride
But what really cuts inside is we’re viewed
as the sick man of Europe.

There’s been an outbreak of common sense
They’ll take your money but not your germs
While parading their Fashionable Buddhas
Without knowing who he is

We’re exposing the middle classes
To the horrors of deprivation, to the horrors
Which are unbeknownst to them

The sleeping giants of the ignorant and brainwashed,
from the cultures to the institutions
We’ve been predisposed to the disorders of the inner city,
From the disadvantaged and alienated

We’re exposing the middle classes
To the horrors of deprivation, to the horrors
Which are unbeknownst to them
Track Name: Hell Is Awaiting
Following the erection and the public’s protection
He meant no malice with his show of affection

We’re settling old scores while drowning in stress
We’re not going to be drugged up motherfuckers anymore
We’re sullen to the core we’re not welcome here anymore
It’s a conscience in me and my conscience is free
We’ll relegate her to the shaker cos we’re out of time

How has it come to this you’ve anchored and you’ve sent your fleet
Up until 1908 they were still hanging children in the street
I squandered all my money 'cos a trusted that twisted whoremaster
He fathered fourteen illegitimate children
By means of an eager hand and turkey baster

We’re amongst deviants we’re amongst deviants
There’s hundreds of crook MPs and bankers put the country on its knees
Just when we can’t be put down any further
That policeman Harwood got away with murder, murder, MURDER, MURDER!
We’re amongst corruption, we’re amongst corruption

I know, I know, I know, I know that Hell is Awaiting
I know, I know, I know, I know that Hell is Awaiting
Track Name: Anomie Encumbrance
There’s a moth in the cake bowl,
It’s been there for three days and I thought it was mould
She got higher than a pilots piece box,
So high that she drifted out of view
Intimacy is into the sea

It was all night long like a red raw rodeo

She fell asleep on the breast,
So I decided to have a little rest and wonder what your thinking
Baby’s been cheating on her mother
with another mother’s milk, don’t upset your mother
Enemy abundance and anomie encumbrance

It was all night long like a red raw rodeo

We’ll never start a revolution
Because we’re too busy watching television
We’re never going to find peace or kindness in a fractured society
Track Name: Mappin
On the lucky boat, we’re riddled with alcohol telling discriminatory jokes
On that lucky auld boat, it helps us breathe from the smog that chokes
And we’re trying to map the incredible seas
but the thing about mappin is they’re always flappin

If your paper thin, she’ll bend an contort you like the wind,
We’ll blow in your breeze with elegant unease

Hairy Feral Woman
Riding us on the seas
Riding us to our knees

Marry me, you are my fantasy, marry me and come and work for my company
Because there’s systems in place, to curb your wild natural behaviour
There’s systems in place to convince you it’s your faithful saviour
Being free from the conditions to conform would be a start,
of blow that horn and gladden my heart!

Are you battered, beaten and glum?
Been sodomized by the systems that control and make dump.

And the smile on her face it was a joy to be held,
it was a joy to be held and I know that we’ll just cry.

Hairy Feral Woman
Riding us on the seas
Riding us to our knees
Track Name: Break These Chains
When I was a child my mind always wandered to violence
Now I’m nurturing the silence and hoping for peace
Memories from the learning support base
Where they discriminate and disgrace
Where they discriminate and disgrace

And with cooperation and determination
We can break these chains

When you look back and realise that you were abandoned
You were not looked after like looked after now means
When we met our loves we told them that we were incompetent
Prior to them parting with their genetics and investing their time in us
Prior to them parting with their genetics and investing their time in us

And with cooperation and determination
We can break these chains

My impaired bio-chemical machine ensures that i’m a poor talker
An my inability to retain information makes me a shite stalker

And with cooperation and determination
We can break these chains
Track Name: Solemn As A Song
Solemn as a song
Solemn as a bird you'll be,
Fly my little bird to me
Solemn as a song
Solemn as a song

Solemn as, solemn as a song.

Oh what a beautiful day to lie,
Foul and twisted in ways
I've got a crack on my back,
And I'm hurt and crushed again
Track Name: On The Desolate Hillside
We are waiting for the day and we can wake and stay awake
We’re in the library watching nutjob Nelson,
acting the loon outside the methadone room

Time travel is not for you, time travel is not for you
You better think of something else that you can do
Time travel is not for you

I hate to spoil your plan, your aspirations for being a great man
But you should stick to writing good old country songs
And never forget where you came from
On the desolate hillside
On the desolate hillside
On the desolate hillside
On the desolate hillside
We are waiting for the day, that we can wake and stay awake
On the desolate hillside

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“On the desolate hillside, I found my love
On the desolate hillside, my love was lost
On the desolate hillside, I searched in vain
On the desolate hillside, through blinding rain
On the desolate hillside, my heart she broke
On the desolate hillside, nevermore she woke
On the desolate hillside, she was taken away
On the desolate hillside, with my love I'll stay”