The Hatchlings

The Hatchlings

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Hatchlings is a collective of artists from around the country, formed in a small seaside town in the north west of England. The First EP, 'Rockpools are Abattoirs' is set to be released into the wild next month featuring four of the artists involved in the collective.

Biography

Hatchlings is a collective of artists from around the country, formed in a small seaside town in the north west of England. The First EP, 'Rockpools are Abattoirs' is set to be released into the wild next month featuring four of the artists involved in the collective. The first run of gigs will be happening next month and continuing at varying frequencies throughout the year. The words contain mostly numbers, infact the majority of the numbers are zeros.

Lyrics

Walney Beach

Written By: The Hatchlings

On top the falling wind, won’t blow you anything
Rockpools to abattoirs, I know there’s something wrong.
If you die then it’s our fault, you died and it’s our fault.
I know there’s something wrong, I know there’s something
I know there’s something wrong, I know there’s something.

Oh, the places all were daydreams that we were going to
I know now you’re a realist, and if it works for you
Well you should always know, there’s somewhere you can go
To follow all your reasons and get out of the snow

On top the falling wind, won’t blow you anything
Rockpools to abattoirs, I know there’s something wrong.
If you die then it’s our fault, you died and it’s our fault.
I know there’s something wrong, I know there’s something
I know there’s something wrong, I know there’s something.

Oh there’s always been a rooftop, covered up with leaves
There’s far too many people living in these trees
The concrete and the wood was never really good
For modern application, building all these roads

On top the falling wind, won’t blow you anything
Rockpools to abattoirs, I know there’s something wrong.
If you die then it’s our fault, you died and it’s our fault.
I know there’s something wrong, I know there’s something
I know there’s something wrong, I know there’s something.

[Oh, maybe it’s a daydream, waking up by you.]
[Maybe I’m so lonely and I can’t see it through]
[Maybe you should be, hooked onto me. ]
[Like tiny little mittens hanging from your sleeves]

Labrador

Written By: The Hatchlings

The story of a Labrador, looking for a kitchen floor
Somewhere to rest my tired paws and sleep.
See I’ve been searching all year, and I finally stumbled here
Somewhere I wasn’t supposed to be

And I can see your tired soul,
hidden by your overalls
I’m not the man I used to need to be

And this [this is a call………] is a call to all the ghosts,
please don’t leave your post for any man you meet
I tried to write a Christmas song,
so you could get the lyrics wrong and sing it back to me

You could be my only friend,
and we could run away together,
Find another kitchen floor and sleep.
See I’ve been trapped in here,
for almost 15 years,
following somebody else’s feet.

And I can see your tired soul,
hidden by your overalls,
I’m not the man I used to need to be

And this [this is a call………] is a call to all the ghosts, please don’t leave your posts for any man you meet
I tried to write a Christmas song,[Ooooo…] so you could get the lyrics wrong and sing it back to me

Discography

Rockpools are Abattoirs - (ep Summer 20090
Airplay - yes

Set List

can strip the set down and play in any environment. Can also play a maximum of an 11 song set.