Imitation red sky

by The Great Hoax

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Imitation red sky{ep}

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released April 4, 2012

N.Swanson, C.Nowland

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The Great Hoax Auckland, New Zealand

The Great Hoax is Nick Swanson with collabs from Chris Nowland.

'The Great Hoax' was formed in 2008 with members Nick Swanson and Chris Nowland.

The Two started off by playing a mix of cover songs {mainly Leonard Cohen}, and their own original music..
which is a mix of acoustic music and electronicia in local
Wellington bars and cafes.
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Track Name: Rhubarb
Rhubarb

Well lie, you lie

Why must you lie

Well lie, you lie and get high

You lie.




Coz I don’t what’s real

And what’s true

And I don’t if I even know you

You’re a liar, liar.




Well you lie, yes you lie

You lie and you lie get high

Look at your face,

Coz you lie

you don’t even know why



It should be easier just to see

But I’m not even sure if you even like me

You’re a liar, and your pants are on fire, liar.



Well lie, you lie, and get high

There aint no point in trying

There aint no point in crying

Liar, liar.



I don’t know what’s real and what’s true

I don’t know if I even like you

You’re a liar and your pants are on fire.

Liar, liar.
Track Name: Museums of the Future
Museums of the future

There’s not much to see

There’s not much to do

There’s nothing on me and you




Fossils of time

Running through my mind

But I’m not sure how relevant we are.




Museums of the future

The wrong ones are remembered

There’s no child of December

Just the new one we dismembered.

They cut off his head, and kept him in a tomb,

And you can hear him squirm when you walk into the room.




It’s just a circle of life, things they seem to repeat

Cut me like a knife, and I can’t get off my feet.




Museums of the future

I really wished I knew ya

Coz you just seemed so pure

And we were all just rats in the sewer.

They said you could heal people

They said you were a saint

Just one look from you

And the crowds would faint




There’s no point

I’m not going down in history

There’s no point

When nobody remembers me.