Preamble – Intro Lyrics

The First Scroll — The Broadmoor Blues DeltaAt the intersection of highways 49 and 61 in Mississippi, one rain-lashed and lightning-lit night in the 1920s, a blues singer called ...Read Full Lyrics

The Second Scroll — Mr CynthiaNever has a senior government official been less aptly named. When the recently knighted Melbournian head-kicker Joe Meek is appointed Minister for ...Read Full Lyrics

The Third Scroll — I'm Not the Man You Think I Am Karen, I'm the Actor Tony AllenInterred in the dankest recesses of the Internet Movie Database, on pages all but occluded by cob...Read Full Lyrics

The Fourth Scroll — Witches in the WaterThen, of course, there are those envoys which behave so abominably in their foreign role that there seems little choice but to recall them...Read Full Lyrics

Papal bulls, we've got them, decrees and fatwasFuck the Pope and all you ProdsFuck off home and don't be bothering GodDover Cliffs to Fort William, it's Gombeen Cha-ChaPigs the plu...Read Full Lyrics

The Sixth Scroll — Ayatollah CorneliusHistory is at best shy, verging on the coquettish, vis-à-vis the gestation of the North Sea Scrolls. We do not know who commissioned or c...Read Full Lyrics

Over the rooftops of the Poor Clares' ConventNear Ladbroke Grove, a pit of fiery tormentAn airship ascendsAt the helm, dressed in brocade and ski shadesOur born aristo gives a jovi...Read Full Lyrics

The Seventh Scroll — I Am FalconettiIt was a lament that gathered volume in educated quarters in the twilight years of 20th century England. How, wondered those who fancied thems...Read Full Lyrics

I am FalconettiAnd I shed no tearsFor the English clergy that brought me hereI weep silently for BillieI am FalconettiAnd God spoke to meHe said "cry no more for Jimmy Five-Bellies...Read Full Lyrics

The Eighth Scroll — The Morris Man ComethNo occupation can take root without the connivance of local collaborators. They are often people widely loathed and suspected by their co...Read Full Lyrics