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Released 16th of February 2011.

Recorded October - December 2010.

Recorded on The Farm.

The story of Superhero Eugene Loveday, his life over two months and the effects of his love and hatred within his sad town of Sleeperhead.

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released February 16, 2011

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Made with super massive eternal love by,

Matthew O'Toole - Singing, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, 12 String Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Harmonica, Ukulele, Accordion, Bass, Tambourine, Drums, Triangle, Keyboard's, Violin, Electric Jug, Glockenspiel.

William O'Toole - Slide Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Acoustic Bass, Backing singing.

Luke Fletcher - Saxophone, Floor Tom, Triangle, Backing singing.

Rosanna Barton - Violin.

Matthew Montague - Backing singing.

Harry Fitzpatrick - Backing singing.

All words, music, arrangement, recording and producing by Matthew O'Toole, except track 7, music written by William O'Toole.

Cover art- "Der Lyriker" by Egon Schiele (1911)

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Track Name: Scared Of Bear's Cutting My Own Hair Blues
People dress in colours,
Their lips always smile,
They kiss other men,
and make you want to die.
They always act silly,
and think that I’m too shy,
Their butter mouths wouldn’t melt,
Wrapped up round mine.

I’m dead scared of bears,
and nobody cares,
I don’t want my stomach eaten,
I don’t want to become a folk song-daddy-o no.

I see a scared bear,
and nobody cares,
Just don’t let him come too close,
Unless you want to turn into a ghost.

They send a million kisses,
and tell me what to wear,
Then call me a different name,
Its women that make me scared.
They want to stab me till I’m dead,
and drown me in the sea,
Then kiss and marry me and,
Say I'll never be.

I’m dead scared of bears,
and nobody cares,
I don’t want my stomach eaten,
I don’t want to turn into you.
Track Name: Poor Sad Lonley Mojo
Loveday blew an empty hole in my heart,
and tried to teach me right from wrong,
I said I don’t care about the voodoo you do,
Just let me run along.

Then I took his Mojo bag and black cat bone too,
I took his Mojo bag and came running after you.

Now I’m drawing his picture on the wall,
But he doesn’t love me anymore,
Now I’m drawing his picture on the wall,
But he doesn’t love me anymore.

John the Conqeroo said what did you do,
With that Mojo bag you had?
I said Loveday he took it back,
Now my heart it feels so bad.

And I took his Mojo bag and black cat bone too,
I took his Mojo bag and came running after you.

Now I’m drawing his picture on the wall,
But he doesn’t love me anymore,
Now I’m drawing his picture on the wall,
But he doesn’t love me anymore.
Track Name: Blueberry Bailey
Blueberry I,
Am so scared of you,
And Blueberry I,
Oh, Blueberry.

Blueberry I,
Can't look at you,
and Blueberry I,
Am so scared of you,

Oh Blueberry.

Oh Snowball Banana,
and Tennessee too,
I don’t love you or Blondehead,
And Berry not you,
Red or Blue.

Blueberry I'd,
Kiss and tell
and Blueberry I,
Am so scared of you.

Oh Blueberry.
Track Name: Hate Man
Wet day winter in the chimney clouds,
Grim buzz of the showers- don’t make a sound,
Blue on Friday, we walk for miles,
Down to the trains from the infirmary,
My mother she drowned in the Starfish flood.

Walking under rain fall dressed in disguise
Blueberry won’t see me though she was mine,
Smokey passes you, its getting me down,
Rain soaked floor baptize me there,
I was born on a blanket of wood.

There’s no milk in my step and smile in my teeth,
Swollen Plum doesn’t help with the grief,
When I leave the house, I don’t lock the door,
The hunger was over thrown.
I was young when I left home.

Stars look over strangers and go for miles,
Sleeping on Monday stayed up all night,
Then we wonder, back to the place,
The hunger was over thrown.
I was young when I left home.
Track Name: Superhero Eugene Loveday
We dress up like animals,
And walk down to their residence,
Whoah,
Whoah oh.
Me and Tex looked like professionals,
When we walked down to sleepy head,
Whoah,
Whoah oh.

The back doors open and their asleep,
The house is empty as the crawl creeps,
And we walked a sea right through the kitchen,
And Sleeperhead fell out the window.
Everyone’s dead in the garden,
Things are buried its midnight,
Quacky Quack and Squeaky Fromme,
Won’t go to bed till the sky is light.

My bear head caught another one,
As we walked back from the residence,
Whoah,
Whoah oh.
Cause we dress up like animals,
And walk down to a residence,
Whoah,
Whoah oh.

I hit him once in his egg shell head,
And the yolk spat out the cracks,
He face stuck to with the bloody glue
And Sleeperhead turned him on his back.
Everyone’s dead in the garden,
Things are buried its midnight,
Quacky Quack and Squeaky Fromme,
Won’t go to bed till the sky is light.

My bear head shone in the morning sun,
As we walked back from the residence,
Whoah,
Whoah oh.
Cause we dress up like animals,
And walk up to a residence,
Whoah,
Whoah oh.
Track Name: Mont Goes On His Sunnies
It’s rained all day,
And no one has cheered up at all,
There’s an ice cream soaked carpet,
And tears drip from the wall.
I don’t know why I sit in the dark,
When I talk to myself,
I think it’s so I don’t see you looking sad,
And she can be here instead.

Move on babe,
Don't walk so slow,
Just keep your head high,
And your smile will show.

She has a necklace made from,
A unicorn’s horn and her,
Brown marble eyes are,
Comfortable but worn.
And every night I’ve dreamt,
That I could sit and watch her die,
And watch the blood drink from her face,
As she lies down to cry.

Move on babe,
Don't walk so slow,
Just keep your head high,
And your smile will show.
Track Name: My Cupcake Muffin Monster
There’s a big bad bear, in the big black woods,
With a jar of rabbit feet a pint of dog blood,
He’s big and he's tall and he's brain dead-
About a 10 minute walk out from Sleeperhead.
And if he sees you look into his big bad shack,
He’ll run for his gun and you won’t walk back,
And he'll paint his door from the blood that you've bled,
Then the big bad bear should be left unsaid.

Then he walked through magic doors,
He jumped up on the table and lips hit the floor,
And the murder creeps through the bloody meat,
And seeps through the streets on my big bear beat.
Cause I’m the big bad bear from the big black woods,
I eat from the mountains and drink from the flood,
I walk and crawl the nights of Sleeperhead,
I rearrange your house and put your children to bed.

Then Blueberry streamed and said where have you been,
I’ve been in the woods and the room starts to scream,
And I’m the big bad bear, from the big black woods,
And I killed hate man-and ate him where he stood.
And Snowball Bonnie Brown she walked in from town,
Down through the woods in her dressing gown,
She picked a Kissing Neck from the garden woods-
I ate her screaming in the soil and crying in the mud.

I crawl to your room when you’re lying there,
I crawl under your bed and smell and cut your hair,
Then roll your body in the stained bed sheet,
You know the big bad bear just has to eat.
Then I paint your house in your bleeding blood,
The blood you've bled on bloody dripping wood,
Then I carve your body and eat your hair,
And to the big black woods goes the big bad bear
Track Name: Snowball Bonnie Brown
I was born and died on the night of the fourth,
I lived and died with,
Bonnie Brown.
We pulled off a big robbery and they looked.
but couldn’t catch,
Bonnie Brown.
Then we got married on the top of a train,
I married and had kids with,
Bonnie Brown.
Then we stabbed each other to death on a beach,
On a beach I stabbed to death,
Bonnie Brown.

In Sleeperhead where the taps run dry,
Wash Snowball dust in Blueberry dye,
In Williams Well there's singing skin,
Singing about Bad Man's Hate grin.

Then Blueberry dragged to the wells fat mouth,
it opened up and ate,
Bonnie Brown.
She had nothing to keep herself warm but,
Found a sleeping bag did,
Bonnie Brown.
The rusting taps and dead fruit bats,
They both point and laugh at,
Bonnie Brown.
Then she died all blind and dead,
Blind and dead, poor,
Bonnie Brown.
Track Name: Brother Red
I heard they found Snowball dead,
A blood cloud, and a hole in her head,
They found her, draped down,
Her ma's book shelf, her teeth scattered around
The ground that she lay dead,
When her clothes were torn from the carpet floor,
They pulled off like Velcro,
Now there buried beneath the snow- Of William's well.

Then I went to see brother red,
And he asked if I knew Snowball's dead,
He told me when and where,
The colour of her face and the stains in her hair.
I went to see father blue,
He said 'man what’s wrong with you,
For letting that girl go’
Now she's buried beneath the snow- Of William's Well.

When they found her she looked so good,
The look on her face was just misunderstood,
By the people crying outside,
And everyone bright skied, all trying to hide,
From him, sat in the dark,
His big grin and his big remarks,
All left lying around,
The stained and split crown- of William's well.

Then I went to see brother red,
And he asked if I knew Snowballs dead,
He told me when and where,
The colour of her face and the stains in her hair.
I went to see father blue,
He said 'man what’s wrong with you,
For letting that girl go’
Now she's buried beneath the snow- Of William's Well.
Track Name: Orange Juice Tree
If you go to the top,
To the top of the hill,
You'll see a man,
Tall black and still,
He has a long black coat,
And big dark eyes,
With scars on his throat,
And blood on his thighs.

He'll point you to the top,
To the top of the hill,
You'll see a tree,
Tall black and still,
With a scattered mouth,
And sharp black teeth,
Skinny rope wrists,
And its head beneath.


That’s the Orange Juice tree.

If you go to the top,
To the top of the tree,
You see a rope,
Swing by your feet.
The threads are split,
And the neck is dull,
The hand’s wide,
And stomach’s full.

When you fall from the top,
From the top of the tree,
Your neck will swell,
And your eyes won’t see,
You’ll hit the deck,
And won’t make a sound,
And you'll lie there dead,
On the hallowed ground.

That’s the Orange Juice tree.
Track Name: William's Well
I won’t make a sound,
When I hit hallowed ground,
Because I’ve betrayed the one who loved me most,
The sacred host and his holy ghost,
I was paid thirty pieces of silver,
And a diamond ring to kiss and sing,
About my brother and his secret thing,
The secret thing and the girl and being king.

I won’t make a sound,
When I hit hallowed ground.

I won’t make a sound,
When I hit hallowed ground,
I have sinned and misunderstood,
I have betrayed innocent blood,
And drowned in the flood that pours,
From his cross and it stains the floor,
And there’s blood left on my lips
That always reminds me off that kiss.

I won’t make a sound,
When I hit hallowed ground.

I won’t make a sound,
When I hit hallowed ground.
Ill walk to the Potters field and I'll,
Hang my head in shame and my,
Body will burst open and in,
The rain my blood will wash,
And ill come back and apologize,
And then Lord I won’t complain.

I won’t make a sound,
When I hit hallowed ground.
Track Name: Black House On Francis Street
My love lives on, Francis Street,
Her bubbling lips and stained bed sheets,
Black house where she now rests,
On ruined carpet and her body undressed.
And the rain hammers down on the starfish mud,
And stained the walls of the black house,
The black house where they found her dead,
The house where I lost my name.

I think I’m gonna go back to Sleeperhead
See if the house still stands,
In Sleeperhead I’ll meet you there,
And leave that problem behind.

When the weather gets worse I think of black house,
And I can’t believe what’s coming out of this clown’s mouth,
And my love never married she just lived on her own,
Freezing in the back room of her black home.
And the rain hammered down on the starfish mud,
And stained the walls of black house,
The black house where she found me dead,
The house where I lost my name.

I think I’m gonna go back to Sleeperhead
See if the house still stands,
In Sleeperhead I’ll meet you there,
And leave that problem behind.