Seven Inches

In no order, 7" records from my shelf. Part three.


Muler

I think you know, the game I mean
I mean the game, called 'go insane'


Transmission Fifty Six

You should try, this little game
Just close your eyes, forget your name


1313 Mockingbird Lane

Forget the world, forget the people
And we'll erect, a different steeple


Nora

This little game, is fun to do
Just close your eyes, no way to lose


The Bevis Frond

And I'm right there, I'm going too
Release control, we're breaking thru


Air Miami

Way back deep into the brain
Back where there's never any pain


Nod

And the rain falls gently on the town
And over the heads of all of us


The Carpenters

And in the labyrinth of streams
Beneath, the quiet unearthly presence of


Andy Gibb

Nervous hill dwellers, in the gentle hills around
Reptiles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights


Hall And Oates