Fibre Book Troll

Lyrics

Modeselektion:

(1)

By the third rows
They decided six pounds of apple may be sufficient (2)
I tried to buy an apple for ten cents
No matter
When will I find my book friends?
I get no help from online something
Or online summat
I need a Facebook troll

In fight against
In fight against imposter
When I smile, I've gained friend
He says he will not access my daughter

I need a Facebook troll
I want a Facebook troll
I want a Facebook troll
I want a fucking Facebook troll

I need a Facebook troll
I get no help
I get no help
Burning TV person or else burn sausages
I want a Facebook troll
I need a Facebook troll
I need a Facebook troll

When I ask computer friend
To find a hen party
They say, "You again, hey?"
I ask them
I get no help
I want a need a need a
I want a Facebook troll
I want a Facebook troll
I want a Facebook troll
I want a fucking Facebook troll

I get no help
I get no help
But sometimes I command those secret extras
Off the dress called Samuel
Those spies entice him
Is up on a spit
When I found my Facebook troll
I gave him presents
I gave him holidays

I want a Facebook troll
I want a Facebook troll

I get no help
I get no help
I get nothing
I got my fucking Facebook
I get no help
I get no help

Your new tattoos confuse me


I get strawberries off a person
I want a fucking Facebook troll
I am a fucking Facebook troll
I am a fucking Facebook troll
I want I am a fucking Facebook troll
I'm a troll

 

Sub-Lingual Tablet: (3)

I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll
I need a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll

You must know, you must be able
to find a facebook troll
(and when I find my troll, I'll give him presents)

All of my life, I am surrounded by mere imposters
(I want a Facebook imposter)
I say to you,
I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll
I want a facebook--

I will expect the 2.50% of my royalities

I want a facebook troll,
I want a fucking facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
And the past today is a new future tomorrow

I want a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
I want a facebook troll
I want a fucking facebook troll, I want a facebook troll

Shut up, shut up!

Notes

1. Thanks to Chris Goodhead for transcribing the lyrics. I would welcome corrections, this is a good first pass but I'm pretty sure some of it is wrong--some of this is indisctinct and the transcription is highly speculative.

This was released in 2014 on a compilation called Modeselektion Volume 3. The original working title, like the lyrics, was "Facebook Troll." Perhaps this caused fear of litigation in someone. 

MES has said that this song is about how he "can't get anyone to get rid of my imposters in the internet." In fact, there is a Facebook page under the name "Mark E. Smith," but the account holder doesn't post as MES; this actually seems quite common with famous people, for instance Jimi Hendrix has a Facebook page, but it doesn't seem that the intention is to bamboozle people into thinking he's communicating from beyond the grave. There is a Twitter page under MES's name which does purport to be the man himself, although it seems clear to anyone paying a modicum of attention that it's a spoof (which hasn't stopped certain journalists from occasionally quoting "Mark E. Smith"!). 

^

2. An oblique reference to Apple computers? In any case, the lyrics are computer-y, so I thought of that...

^

3. This song returns on Sub-Lingual Tablet  and somehow a catchy but long (and perhaps a bit monotonous) trifle has become a bona fide Fall classic. The lyrics have changed--gone is the fruit, and along with it any hint of monotony. The array of sounds that surround this simple but effective riff is nothing short of astounding--I will even say stupendous. As for the lyrics, you get the idea...
Thanks for The BEF for transcribing the Sub-Lingual Tablet version.

^

Comments (10)

Thop
  • 1. Thop | 23/06/2015
Another take on the first verse:

Eye of the cosmos

For the viral sycopants
No harpoon may be sufficient

I tried to buy a book for track sense
No matter
When will I find my book friends?
I get no help from online something,
From online summat
I need a facebook troll

In fight against
In fight against imposters
When I smile I can't frown
He says you will not exist, by God

I wanna facebook troll
I wanna facebook troll
I wanna facebook troll
I wanna f'ckin' facebook troll

I need a facebook troll
I get no help
I get no help
From TV person they say,
"Come over to our house
for home-made sandwiches!"
Thop
  • 2. Thop | 23/06/2015
Ps. Sorry: refers to the Modeselektor version
David Sanction
  • 3. David Sanction | 09/01/2016
There was the Twitter page that impersonated MES. Maybe he got Facebook and Twitter confused?
bzfgt
  • 4. bzfgt | 19/01/2016
Yeah, I don't think he's making pinpoint distinctions...
dannyno
  • 5. dannyno | 24/08/2016
Typo!

"This was released in 2014 on a compilation called Modoselektion Volume 3." - it's "Modeselektion".
rik
  • 6. rik | 07/10/2016
( on cd version) It should be noted, at about 4:52... I think we get something like " your new tattoo.. confuse me"
bzfgt
  • 7. bzfgt | 15/10/2016
I can't tell where I am with the lyrics in that mess at the end, I just stuck it in somewhere. If someone ever wants to listen to and try to straighten all that out then I'll accept their work and replace mine (or whomever's that is, I can't even remember if it's mine or Chris's at the end there)
harleyr
  • 8. harleyr | 10/02/2017
>He says he will not access my gut

I'm pretty sure that should be
>He says you will not access my daughter

Smith swallows the last word on the Modeselektor recording, but it's clear on at least a couple of live recordings out there.

Why daughter? An allusion to fears about online grooming I guess.
bzfgt
  • 9. bzfgt | 11/02/2017
Yes, I made the change.
bzfgt
  • 10. bzfgt | 11/02/2017
Sounds like "daught'" but it's as plausible as anything we've got.

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