No Two Blue Ticks

by Royce Wood Junior

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1.
Slide 03:40
I'm out cold like hope, stoned and limed My man had 4 jacks and I the drink and moonlight I'm out cold like old satellites I shoulda called it but I'll know for the next time I'm out cold from ode-stolen lines I had a fall back but shot through like a TEC-9 I'm out and cold but I'm still motivated for the next life Would ya, babe Would ya, babe Would ya, babe – let me slide? Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me slide? Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me slide? I'm out cold like ghosts on The Rye I tried to duck out but got caught by a stiff right Ohhh now it's just that back 9 I'm out cold again, the failure of a lifetime I'm out a cold and every moment's slipping by Still hoping truth still betters style I'm out cold now, having fallen from some withering height.. Would ya, babe Would ya, babe Would ya, babe – let me slide? Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me slide? Would you really let me Would you really let me Would you really let me Could you really let me slide?
2.
Slush 03:57
Once it was all about the slush, babe Yes, it was all about the slush, until we made it dry – all denied And mined it and grind it 'till mummified Once it was all about the plush, babe Yes, it was all about the plush, until we made it die – boned and plied Ploughed it and browned it and monetized The holy water, the holy water rolling, and are we giving in? It’s the holy water causing the drought we’re living in And we’re rolling with the water, Should be going against the water Should be going against the water Now that we're all about the crush, babe Yeah, now that we're all about the crush ‘till we break inside – sold a lie Balloon and consume 'till the day you die Now that we’re all about the blush, babe And now that we’re all about the blush, can we reconcile our design to snub nose and bulldoze a paradise? The holy water, the holy water rolling, and are we giving in? It’s the holy water causing the drought we’re living in And we’re rolling with the water, Should be going against the water Should be going against the water Should be going against the water
3.
Oh, there's a person you admire The one that someone else turned out to be The version that you're holding from your baby Caught on your tongue Were the words that could make it all holy Favourited ya Was a little bit alone Drowning out – the fact that it's already Drowning out – yeah, the fact that it's already Drowning out – fact that it's already drowned Makes you drown, makes you drown, makes you drown Oh, there's that vision in the fire The one that kicked the murder out of me The one that hung the firmament so greyly Caught in your soul Were the grapes of a load lightening Double tapped ya Felt a little less alone Drowning out – the fact that it's already Drowning out – yeah, the fact that it's already Drowning out – fact that it's already drowned Makes you drown, makes you drown Drowning out – the fact that it's already Drowning out – yeah, the fact that it's already Drowning out – fact that it's already drowned Makes you drown, makes you drown
4.
Honey'd Up 04:00
In the moment I was just like anyone else, Not all I could be Just the model hope of warmth like everyone else In an ark around the “what will be will be” In the mindlessness and fuzz of everything else, You’re all you can be In the blindness and the crumbs of figuring self You know that water don’t run just for me Any day now, all this could be drowned Any day now, you’ll doubt me Any day now, all this could go down But I’ll go where you’ll be And the holy dove would fly right into ya, babe And only dark could spotlight me Only dumb luck got me clipped to ya, babe I’m honey’d up like a bumblebee And the nightbird warns ya, don’t try anyone else than who you should be And in the morning, I’m still lost like everyone else But you’re all hunger and raw sweet bravery Any day now, all this could be drowned Any day now, you’ll doubt me Any day now, all this could go down But I’ll go where you’ll be And the holy dove would fly right into ya, babe And only dark could spotlight me Only dumb luck got me clipped to ya, babe I’m honey’d up like a bumblebee I’m honey’d up like a bumblebee I’m honey’d up just like a bumblebee I’m honey’d up like a bumblebee
5.
All around the metropole, a deathly breeze Flung around the doughnut hole’s peripheries All the dumb roses replaced by weeds And art is just some brand ‘round here Even if we automate the rivers clean Everything in Helvetic, clinic beauty Life’s been dyed to grey from green The Earth don’t understand what we’re doing here Yeah – and our only stance is to film the blistering Our little rock in the gutter It was our design, we’ve got to charge our batteries And we held it down and watched it bleed, yeah Oh, to be a human babe – a godless blink Sucking on the Milky Way’s umbrella drinks Only glum tumblers, where once was skin And I don’t own no flowers I don’t got no power I don’t possess nothing here I’ll no longer cower I don’t need ‘Jim Wood Towers’ When I’m just powder scattered here Yeah – and our only stance can be to let them listen in Stored in the cloud, every mutter It was our design, the world’s a person factory, It’ll hold you down
6.
Won't let a thing rely on fact, And now you're to blame for lies and attacks, yeah And all that you mean Only two ways – to crumble or crack And nowt left to say when love just don't matter On what will we cling? Yeah yeah yeah… I'm with you now In the rocket's red glare I'm with you now For the twilight's last gleaming I'm with you now For this And oh, the old days Where dawn once cracked And now this new phase, Where life just don't matter, yeah And how will we sing? Yeah yeah yeah… I'm with you now In the rocket's red glare I'm with you now For the twilight's last gleaming I'm with you now For this I'm with you now In the rocket's red glare I'm with you now For the twilight's last gleaming I'm with you now For this
7.
All of us alprazolam-bound Cos oh, we're done hating All of our hope got gene edited out And now we're gaslighting And the town smelled just like opium flowers That poppy scented brick But under foot the grey carpets out How come it's only the dark that gets in? All of us are presentness-bound And all on 10 mu G. And the fate gene just got CRISPR’ed out How come it's only the dark that gets in? How come it's only the dark living? Clumsily write an ode to brave Caught in a Monday slaughter Oh, to believe there's anything but hurt like finding a star and its water – it’s water On the West Pier there's that mechanised cloud of starling programming Serves to remind us that now's all we got How come it's only the dark that gets in? How come it's only the dark living? How come it's only the dark that gets in? How come it's only the dark living? Oh, to be one of the brave To be survival's author – yeah Oh, to fly like a bird on the world And shine like the morning oughta It oughta.
8.
Oh, love, you may sigh Could procure love if we're allied And all love should hide in plain sight And oh, love, on the flipside, could abhor love if we're partite But all love don't all script right Gorgeous flowers don't look right when languorous hours fill each night Numbed by the clamour of this life, where all love should hide in plain sight
9.
10.
Eiderdown 03:57
I don't mean it all that much It's just a way to vent some shit I got Must get noticed, must be dark Feedback looping on my bleeding heart Any issue, any cause I've got wisdom to impart Each position, every arc Got this biling down to an art Guessing this is all they got All cos the world's so numbing Bless ‘em, this is all they got All just to feel something Everything's fucked because We've all but forgotten love Everyone's up in arms Cos hate feels like eiderdown Everything's fucked because We all just forgot to love Everyone's up in arms Cos hate feels like eiderdown Yeah, all that venom from the start It's everyone else that's in the wrong, because No one here to see my charm No one respects the nothing I've become All that crimson, those thumbs up Notify me at whatever cost Any number at the top, Won't you please anonymously spit back, it's all I've got Guessing this is all they got All cos the world's so numbing Bless ‘em, this is all they got All just to feel something Everything's fucked because We've all but forgotten love Everyone's up in arms Cos hate feels like eiderdown Everything's fucked because We all just forgot to love Everyone's up in arms Cos hate feels like eiderdown
11.
Penarth St. 05:32
Ah look, the slate grey pantone swatch flick we call life – Most of it dingy, but some of it bright And I can always sleep back at Penarth Street Everyone knows what this raw business is like Better grind out a ‘Halo’ or ‘Sleeping Satellite’ And I know I can always sleep back at Penarth Street Ah, another challenge to which I failed again to rise Everything on fire without a phoenix in sight But I can always sleep here at Penarth Street Maybe we’re approaching the last gasps of the phase of ‘Peak me’ Or the Jaydened-up Princespeak of North, Pax and Royalty But by then I’ll be old and bleak back at Penarth Street I want you kept sweet all night, and I want a slice for me I want you kept sweet for life and I want a slice for me What do I do with all this trainer-boxed remembrance? Most of it boring but some of it splendid And I can always sleep here at Penarth Street Ah, we need a salvo of truth blown into plain light With all of our fingers and all of our might And I know I can always breathe back at Penarth Street I want you kept sweet all night, and I want a slice for me I want you kept sweet for life and I want a slice Back at Penarth Street

about

'No Two Blue Ticks' is the long-awaited sophomore LP from London multi-talent, Royce Wood Junior – his first since 2015 and his first for Fresh Selects.

In the those years, he's been producing & co-writing for some of the best UK R&B/Soul talent, including NAO, Jamie Woon, JNR Williams, Kwabs, Sincerely Wilson and more (all of them having returning the favor by contributing to the album here in different ways).


Personnel:

RWJ - vocals, guitars, bass, piano, keys, synth, programming
Jamie Woon - backing vocals (1, 2, 3, 5, 6)
Lucey Way - backing vocals (1, 2, 5, 6, 8, 10)
Ross Hutchison - backing vocals (1, 2, 5, 6, 8, 11)
NAO - backing vocals (4)
Sincerely Wilson - backing vocals (4)
Stac - backing vocals (7)
Holly Walker - backing vocals (11)
Dan Gulino - bass (5)
Dave Okumu - bass (6)
Dan See - drums (1, 2, 3, 5, 7, 8, 10, 11)
Moose Curtis - percussion (1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 10, 11)
Charlie Platt - piano (1, 3), synth bass (2, 3), keys (2)
Modulus Quartet – strings (1, 4, 7)
Gareth Lochrane - flute (6, 10)
Jake Meadows - harp (6)
JNR Williams - voicemail (9)

Produced by Royce Wood Junior

Mixed by Royce Wood Junior
Additional Mixing by Jimmy Day (3, 4, 7, 10)

Engineered by Royce Wood Junior
Co-Engineered by Alex “Lexxx” Dromgoole (1, 2, 3, 5, 8)

Strings Engineered by Rick David (1, 4, 7)
Strings Arranged by Veera Lummi (1, 4, 7)

Mastered by Kevin Tuffy @ AIR Studios
Tape Processing by Jimmy Day

Cover Painting by RWJ

Executive Producers: RWJ & Kenny / Fresh Selects

FSX-050 © 2021 Fresh Selects.

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released July 8, 2021

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