Hello Mister Curtis (With Apologies) single

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released October 12, 2011

Written by: Devoto/Doyle/Formula/Noko
(Mute Song/Domino/Wire-Sound/Reverb Music)

Recorded by Dave Formula at Red Bird & Noko at Apollo Control

Recording engineer: Ashley Krajewski

Mixed by Mike Nielsen & Magazine

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Track Name: Hello Mister Curtis (With Apologies)
Hello Mr Curtis, hello Mr Cobain
Tell me where the hurt is
Tell me exactly, now where is the pain?

Your agony, your agony, your agony
Remove me from this agony.
You’re agony, you’re agony, you’re agony
Remove me from this agony.

Hello Mr Curtis, hello Mr Cobain
You are so much braver than me
So do it again, so do it again, please do it again

Your agony, your agony, your agony
Remove me from this agony.
You’re agony, you’re agony, you’re agony
Remove me from this agony.

Hello Mr Curtis
And may we never forget
But I’ve made my decision
To die like a king
Like Elvis
On some godforsaken toilet

I hope I die before I get really old
I hope I die before I get really old.
Track Name: Holy Dotage
The inessentials of my soul
Like flies I dropped them
I let them go
Because nothing would’ve stopped them.

In my holy dotage
More mortal than ever, more mortal than ever
In my holy dotage
More mortal than ever, more mortal than ever.

I slowly absorb the news
But I absorb it wrong
And instead of getting weaker
Yes I just got strong.

They say history never really repeats itself
But it nearly always rhymes.
Fresh from the narrative of the universe
Here they come - crisp new designs.

Dim, diminished seventh of myself
My fat mouth is slobbering on
The inessentials of my soul
I’ve reduced them to one.

In my holy dotage
More mortal than ever, more mortal than ever
In my holy dotage
More mortal than ever, more mortal than ever.

Fresh from the narrative of the universe
Here they come - crisp new designs.

In my holy dotage
More mortal than ever, more mortal than ever
In my holy dotage
More mortal than ever, more mortal than ever.