Time Hits

by Phospho

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released 15 June 2011

Performed by Phospho : David (vocals, keyboards), Damien (guitar, keyboards, backing vocals), Goodwater (guitar, keyboards), Alex (bass)
and Johann (drums, percussion, piano)
Composed and arranged by Phospho except “(The Sound Of) The Bus Crashing” by John Bull
Written by David Bess Recorded and mixed by François Vachon at Le Pressoir, Bourré, France, October 2010 - February 2011
Mastered by Alan Douches and Sean Hansen at West West Side Music, New York, USA, March 2011
Designed by Noky
Tested by our kids

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Track Name: Mummery
It is time for me – before I get old
To scrutinize my smile
It is time for me
It is time before I wither on the vine

Some folks live with a sickening smile
Fixed upon their face
Yet I know safe havens
Where shams are not the only way...

... To succeed in our life
Well have I succeeded in my own?
It is time for me – before I get old
To scrutinize my smile

Mummery
Throughout
Mummery
Mummery
Track Name: The Passers By
We cross our lives until we get into trouble
We pass our time until we get bored
We wanna have the same fate as Cindirella
We wanna ride a super supernova

We are the passers-by
We are the sons and the daughters
Of a peculiar stray that is not so clever

We are the passers-by
Runnin’ around with a title role
That is lost forever
Track Name: Television Shows
Everyday politicians come your way
Television shows them all – grave opinion polls
Everyday exhibitionists come your way
Television shows them all – copulation yowls

Everyday victims and judges come your way
Television shows them all – population howls
Everyday figureheads come your way
You see them all on television shows

You may feel shaken up now
Or like you’re taken to the Light
You may feel safe in right now
But you have shifted from the Good to the Bad
Unless you could open your eyes
Unless you could come away now
Track Name: Wintertime
Night-time
Still in the fevered swirl of the night
Downtime
I need a mother girl tonight

I was a night bird
But need a mother girl tonight
A night bird
Who needs a mother girl tonight

Night-time
Still in the fevered swirl of the night
Downtime
I need a mother girl tonight

I was a raw coal rover in the raw
But need a mother girl tonight
A raw coal rover in the raw
Who needs a mother girl tonight

Sign of the morrow
Out of wintertime comes a furrow
I lay bare and fallow
Now a wintertime line comes on my brow

Wintertime blows on the outside
Wintertime flows out of my mind
Wintertime glows round a rainbow
Wintertime goes to an end I know

Time to hurry
Cause my wintertime comes to bury
My mind lost and weary
Yes my wintertime comes in a hurry

Wintertime blows on the outside
Wintertime flows out of my mind
Wintertime glows round a rainbow
Wintertime goes to an end I know
Track Name: Pop Girl
I hadn’t seen that girl in a long time
A pop girl I met in the moonshine
A new world
I thought she was a new world

She’s got a heart of stone
(She leaves me) hanging on the telephone
Got a few songs in her veins
But she wasn’t that vain
Track Name: Hello
Hello, hello, hello
Can you see that stitch?
Come on and feel, come on and feel
Won’t you lick my wounds?

Hello, hello, hello
Do you need a close-up?
Come on and feel, come on and feel
Won’t you lick my wounds?

Whatever you say, we both are spare parts
Whatever you do, we both are spare parts
Track Name: Days
Switch off the alarm
Switch on the light
Take a breath
Have a shave
Have got to recover from my night

Slip a shirt on
Crawl into the kitchen
Take a juice
Slam the door
Haven’t yet recovered from my night

Days make a lifetime
Tomorrow’ll be a brighter day

In a way it should be my heyday
It’s evident I’m worth it – pretty much
In a way it could be my heyday
Or could it be a fair day – nothing much
Win the day, win the day, win the day, win the day
Could happen any day now – or never?
Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway
Track Name: Jean Luc
Jean Luc has come to a dead end
All good things come to an end
Live and die young
Live life in the fast lane

He is a mere shadow of his former self
5.91 feet tall with a mind of 10 years old

You’ve had your fill
You’ve paid the bill
Now hear the still – Can you?
Don’t do it again!

Jean Luc has come to a dead end
All good things come to an end
Evil or angel
Clear-sighted or insane

He’s in a no man’s land
But Jean Luc knows he can’t refrain
From drifting away to primal sensations

You’ve had your fill
Now hear the still
Focus on your life
Track Name: Post Coitum
He talks, she smiles, he mocks, she lies
Just another filled in day
There was a time where love was blind
May it not have died away

He talks, she smiles, he mocks, she lies
Just another wasted day
There was a time where love was blind
In their recent older days

Is love doomed to self-surrender?
Yet think of their smile
And think of their style
When they planned to marry forever

After love forever
Why do troubles seem to come together?
Yet think of their smile
And think of their style
When they “so belonged together”