An Introduction to

by The Sighs of Monsters

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This free compilation is a quick introduction to the Sighs of Monsters, featuring tracks from their first two studio albums, plus a bonus track.

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released November 19, 2016

The Sighs of Monsters are: Dean Sobers, Brett Lock, Chris Houston and David Toube.

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The Sighs of Monsters London, UK

The Sighs of Monsters is a band from London, though none have the same passport. The Sighs of Monsters love albums - the classic albums you can listen to from beginning to end - so that's what they set out to make.

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Track Name: I Hear Drums
They’re not police, I heard him say
They’re men of guitar, they’re okay, (he said.)
Is it the skin? Is it the car?
If they want to kill us, we’ll have to drive far, (get away)

Every time I’m in this town
I see the hate, it brings me down
But I hear drums!
I hear drums!

The future’s bleak, and the past is dead
Sirens and screaming fill my head
Her son’s been stabbed, she’s seventy-five
The shebeen turned on him, and she’s still alive, (so sad)

But no one cries, it was the third that night
the ambulance took him, just another fight (too bad).

Every time I’m in this town
I see the hate, it brings me down
But I hear drums!
I hear drums!

Just a bed and a stove, no windows here
The air is stale, the cupboard's bare, no food
You can try to be human, and lose it bit by bit
to flies on a donkey carcass, and the smell of shit

Hope on his knees, Hope struggles and stands,
and life goes on, while there’s strength in his hands, still strength

Every time I’m in this town
I see the hate, it brings me down
But I hear drums!
But I hear drums!
I hear drums!
Track Name: The Winner Won't Win
Hearing airhorns, vuvuzelas,
houses emptied for miles around.
The sound of exhaled breath dragging in the throat.

Sounds of braying crowds.
Does it need voicing?
'The winner will win.
Now the winner will win.'

Never felt such heaviness.
Such incessant, tireless weight.
Sometimes it is what it is.
Sometimes it is what it is.
Sometimes there aren't any factors, vectors, choices.

Can smell breath,
carping, honking, whistling...
Hear them:
'Sometime, the winner will win.
Will win.' No shit.

Sounds of breathing.
The sounds of breathing.
The sound of breathing.
What a stale stench.
What intransigence.

This body should have been pulped
and the mind gone.
Gone.

Have barely felt such heaviness.
Such incessant, tireless weight.
Have never felt such willingness.
They think the winner would win.
Track Name: How Do You Think It Feels
How do you think it feels
when you waste your time hearing lies and bum deals
and who can you trust
when the fragments of your life begins to rust


It takes a long, long, long, long long time
before you live again without the fear
that love is pain
and you don’t know if you will trust again
anyone in the game


The more you live, the more you lose
the more you have to deal with and confuse
you think someone cares for you
so you can’t divide the lies from what’s true


It takes a long, long, long, long long time
before you live again without the fear
that love is pain
and you don’t know if you will trust again
anyone in the game


How do you think it feels
when the love you gave’s betrayed nothing is real
and what are you supposed to do?
when suddenly there’s nothing left in plain view


It takes a long, long, long, long long time
before you live again without the fear
that love is pain
and you don’t know if you will trust again
anyone in the game
Track Name: Do Not Oscillate
I do not oscillate
You do not oscillate
He does not oscillate
We do not oscillate
You do not oscillate
They do not oscillate

I did not oscillate
You did not oscillate
He did not oscillate
We did not oscillate
You did not oscillate
They did not oscillate

Do not oscillate
Let’s not oscillate
Do not oscillate

I will not oscillate
You will not oscillate
He will not oscillate
We will not oscillate
You will not oscillate
They will not oscillate

Do not oscillate
Let’s not oscillate
Do not oscillate
Track Name: Jack
'Give me my jack! I want my jack back!'
'What are you talking about? I don't know about a jack.'
'Someone's took my jack and I want it back.
It was outside my door and now it's gone – who's got it?'
'I haven't got your jack, you must have forgot where you put it.'
'I didn't forget anything – it was there and someone took it.
It's mine and someone took it and I want it back.
I need it – you find it – you get me back my jack!'


'How would I know where your jack is if I didn't take it?
What do you think I'm going to do with a jack?'
'One of your friends has got it – all the time,
they're traipsing through this place. One of them saw
the jack against my door and they took it
on their way out! – you'll phone them and you'll get it.'
'None of my friends have took your jack!'
'Give it! Get it! I want my jack – I need it back!'


'And I told you I haven't got it.'
'Your friends-!' 'They haven't got it!'
'You can't be sure!' 'Listen! – you must've misplaced it. Lost it.'
'You brought the trouble to this house
You brought the trouble brought the trouble brought the trouble to this house...


and I'm sick of it!'
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it


'Oi – hey – what's going on?'
'One of his friends took my jack!'
'No – he lost it. I don't know anything about what happened to his jack.'
'You saw it.'


'When?' 'Sitting against my door –
till someone walked by and took it.'
'Listen–' 'I want it back! I want it back!'
'Listen a second-' 'Someone took it!'


'I want my jack! I want my jack back!
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...


...picked up my jack – one of your friends....!
Look – I want it back...I want my damn jack back!!!'
'You're not listening to me!'
'I'm sick of it!'
'I'm done – you're not listening.'


'Come back you-' <bang, thump> '– no!' 'Ey!'
'...my jack back-' 'Ah!' <scuffle> '...you...!' 'Heh stop this - this isn't...'
'I want it back!' <crash> 'Ah!'
'You brought the trouble to this house!'
You brought the trouble brought the trouble brought the trouble to this house.


'Ah...huh! – uh...' 'I told you to stop it!'
'Let him go!' 'Then keep him back!'
<stumble> 'You brought the trouble in this house!'
'Shut up!' 'Up you get...'


'My....'