1. |
Everything
04:05
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What does it matter who’s enamoured or impressed?
It doesn’t matter in the measures of success.
There are things we do ‘cos we wanted to
Just to cross them off our list
I’ve seen it all now all I want is this.
It doesn’t matter what you’ve got or what you’ve done
Sooner or later, when you’re fooling everyone
That cross you bear will still be there
And this I swear is true
I’ve had it all now all I want is you.
I don’t want much, I just want to be your everything.
Always remember that the bad could be much worse
All that matters is that family comes first
So who’s to say it didn’t go your way
It went how it’s meant to be?
I’ve tried it all now all I want is us… three.
I don’t want much, I just want to be your everything.
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She said “that’s another one who’s let me down”
On this form it seems there’s a lot of them around
So she takes another holiday, typically
Guess there can’t many more fish left in the English sea
Down, she wears him down
She takes his name
To casually cast it to the ground
That’s a nasty habit you’ve got there
It’s sure to leave you all alone someday
Someday yeah
That’s a nasty habit you’ve got there
It’s sure to leave you all alone someday
Someday yeah
I’d be careful if I was you
But then who in the world would want to be you?
She said some things that everyone assumed were true
I guess that female voice draws the sympathy from you
But that tongue put a little cyanide in everyone’s ears
Enough to filter out what she didn’t want them all to hear
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3. |
Bloody Knees
05:42
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“Sold” said the man at the end of the paper chase
Behold, inertia in trade as a pure green light
Signals the rise of a brave new trail
And home (home home home home)
Shape shifts again (gain gain gain gain)
And fear is torn from tit one more time
Face change in the end, cos in the end
It isn’t funny at all
Gone is the comfort on which we would glide around
We’ve only the black wings of freedom to lift us now
With future uncertain we flow downstream
And then (then then then then)
Leaders of men (men men men men)
Once repressed are put to the test
Made gold in the end, cos in the end
It isn’t funny at all
It isn’t funny at all
(riff)
(stuff)
Raise a glass to all of the players we lost in the final reel
Praise to the new set of heroes that lead us now
Blazing a trail on vermillion skies
And change (change change change change)
See’s more of the same (same same same same)
We see that the new red is black
He who has the last laugh will realise in the end
It isn’t funny at all
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4. |
El Mundo (Slow Fatigue)
05:35
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Oh mon ami, have you fallen out with me?
You push me away on days these days
And i’m starting to feel some release
Oh my knees,
You’re sure taking it out of me
But I’d rather watch me squirming here upon my belly
Than propaganda on the telly
Oh el mundo, slow fatigue
A wild dog without a leash
As you chase me down
You bare your teeth to keep me grounded
Oh el mundo, slow fatigue
You make it hard to keep the peace
Unleash your hounds
Those needle teeth have me surrounded
Oh woe is me, I got too wide eyed to see
The familiar shape as the shadow approaches
I must have got too giddy to notice
Oh finally I’m not all alone in here
There the one who sings
And the one who barks at the moon, in the dark
And the monster charging sure as a shark fin
Oh el mundo, slow fatigue
A wild dog without a leash
As you chase me down
You bare your teeth to keep me grounded
Oh el mundo, slow fatigue
You make it hard to keep the peace
Unleash your hounds
Those needle teeth have me surrounded
Out of breath but fast as I can be
Still a slow death is catching up on me
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5. |
Hellbound
05:09
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Shade thrown on the valley just marks the presence of the peaks we share
Everywhere
The basin and the highland, let’s just appreciate the atmosphere
It gets cold out there.
Sure, over time there will be regrets but never too many to mention
With all the love our boy has for his mother
Never shall never be uttered
Baby, maybe we’re hellbound?
It’s like any old town where we’ve already sinned
Maybe we’re really in heaven?
If that’s the case it’s just someplace they let anybody in
All I know is as the storm approaches there’s a safety in your arms
These days I’m finally lonely
Outside as the water whips the windowsill. It’s raining still.
But I (I) still (still) get excited
As I watch the clock arrive at 2pm, and you’re home again.
This seven year itch I heard all about
Is just a get-out that favours the restless
Those with gratitude and the balls to make it
Will promise to never say never
Baby, maybe we’re hellbound?
It’s like any old town where we’ve already sinned
Maybe we’re really in heaven?
If that’s the case it’s just someplace they let anybody in
All I know is as I trace the lines that form upon your face
They count the years of sacrifice and dedication of your life
And then I know that as the storm approaches there’s my safety in your arms
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6. |
King Rat
03:37
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Just a kid in my nest, learning the tricks of the trade from the best
You were the greatest. Giving me song with 3 and 4 harmonies to sing along
Who else did that? No one.
Nobody yet showed me songs as a method of dealing with hate and frustration
Nobody yet spoke with quite such finesse about wanting to beat someone’s face in
So one night I wrote til the pen had run dry and waved all the problems goodbye
All night riddled by hormones and song
I taught them to get along
And oh yes, of all of the voices King Rat you were the greatest
And oh yes, of all of the disks on the desk you were the greatest
And no one writes songs like you anymore
Just a weird kid in a second hand record shop, lacking a fathers affection
Saw some weird looking guys on an import and he thought that
“this deserves closer inspection”
And in a room plastered with posters of Kiss
He’d never heard music like this
Real tales of the city from real bearded men
He never played Love Gun again.
And oh yes, of all of the voices King Rat you were the greatest
And oh yes, of all of the disks on the desk you were the greatest
And you give me hope that when I am gone
My songs will mean this much to someone
And oh yes, of all of the voices King Rat you were the greatest
And oh yes, of all of the disks on the desk you were the greatest
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You nearly got away with the things that you did
But you forget I was doing this while you were booking gigs at the
YMCA, I’m an old dab hand
You can stick me in the desert I’ll learn to eat sand
I’ve been down here before, on the floor more times than
Traci Lords, I’ve been treading the boards.
Taking the blows while you were striking a pose.
Finding me feet while you were filling your nose.
Nothing in the world will stop this show.
Nothing in the world will stop this show.
Even death would just see me legacy grow
But first there’s one thing i wanna know
What are we going to do with you?
What would Henry Rollins do?
Before I do something I’m gonna regret, what would Hank do next?
I’m asking you, what the Hell would Mr Henry Rollins do?
Just...cos...some
Jackass said “out of sight is out of mind” you’ll find I’ve got a dozen spiders eyes
in the Back Of My Head I can see right through whatever the fuck you think you’re trying to do.
Okay, so we were friends..that makes it weird..
But not impossible, it just means you ain’t gonna end up in a hospital.
Got to use my head, got to think this through
Now what would someone one smarter than me do?
What are we going to do with you?
What would Henry Rollins do?
Before I do something I’m gonna regret, what would Hank do next?
I’m asking you, what the Hell would Mr Henry Rollins do?
So I tell you what I did, I got online
I got an email address for Henry in no time.
I sat by the Mac and I started to write
Mr Rollins, I said, could I have some advice?
I’ve got this thing I’ve been working on
It’s kind of a problem and kind of a song
It’s in demo form, but can I send it to you?
It’s called “what would Henry Rollins do?”
I’d be honoured to have you appear on the track
And within one hour Hank came back
And this he wrote – quote unquote
“I DON’T WANT TO BE IN THIS THING AT ALL”
Now I know what I’ll do with you
Now I know what Henry Rollins’d do
I won’t do anything I’m gonna regret
What I’ll do next, I’ll tell you kid
Is the same as Mr Henry Rollins did.
I’m gonna dismiss you like a bug on a dustbin lid. Thanks Henry.
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8. |
Do You?
03:38
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There’s an honesty when you’re all alone
That don’t exist in a crowded room
There’s a loneliness that runs a lot deeper than
Anyone would assume
When you’re dragged under dirty waters
When you’re swimming up against the tide
When you’re all alone do you ever think about suicide
Do you? And would you?
A house is made of wood and beams
And it’s a nowhere, lonely place
But a home is made of love and dreams
That keep you warm on the colder days
And when children fill the room by laughing
It’s a magic carpet away
So you hold on tight and you try not to think about yesterday
Do you? And could you?
The shadows move in quicker as the days they seem to shorten now
They catch you unexpected as your reflexes feel they’re slowing down with age
Burn another page, in these vampire acid days
In this ragged war we rage
There’s an emptiness that don’t exist in a crowded room
There’s a toxic breed of loneliness that lives to destroy and consume
When you’re dragged under dirty waters
When you’re swimming against the tide
When you’re all alone do you ever think about suicide
Do you? And would you?
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9. |
Petite Mort
03:36
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I wish you’d have seen how she grew to be Queen
Her head up so high I was crippled with pride
Like I know you’d have been
She grew to the stars, she grew to the light
And while she elevates with every day
I die a little every night
Die a little tonight, die a little tonight
Thought hard it may be let nobody see
And die a little tonight
Like he’d always done he just soldiered on
And even as they grieved no one really believed he was finally gone
As the curtains were drawn, and he was taken from sight
I promised to live each day as if I was dying every night
Die a little tonight, die a little tonight
Thought hard it may be let nobody see
And die a little tonight
In the eye of the storm
In the deafening end
Feeling a memory you’ll never see again
And when my little boy asks “where will you go when you die?”
I say “I’ll be In your heart, in the very same part I’ve been for all of your life.
I’m never too far away, so live every day like you were dying tonight.
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10. |
Honour
02:39
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I lead them all to crash and burn
I seal their fate there’s nothing they can do about it
You make believe you’re born again
The game you play is loaded like Russian Roulette
I will celebrate in fire
I will burn your playhouse down
I will take the world by vengeance in your honour
I’ll win by hand and rule by might
I’ll break your truth and leave you in the shallow water
I’m born to seek and to survive
Your fate is mine like lambs dying in the slaughter
I will celebrate in fire
I will burn your playhouse down
I will take the world by vengeance in your honour
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11. |
Down The Dip
05:00
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Hold it down
There’s a hole designed for everybody
Hold it down
So that everyone can be somebody
Hold it down
And because you asked me to I made one for you.
Hold it now
Now these holes are made to last forever
Hold it now
And can be stretch to fit your growing stature
Hold it now
But that’s not what they’re meant to do
Now it’s unfit for you
Down the dip there’s no free banquet
You pay to show your appreciation
The more you eat the more you hunger
Til’ you lose control of this situation
And then it’s gone, then it’s gone.
A state of grace? That’s a matter of taste.
You’re leaving your scent all over the place
But for now how’s about getting out of my face?
You’re just another drip on a trip down the dip.
Hold it down
That’s a nice trick you got there son
Hold it down
But you’re gonna need more than one
Hold it down
Before you work on number two
I’ll tell you now you’re gonna need a few
Hold it now
You know the worlds changing every day
Hold it now
And of you don’t invent the rules we play
Hold it now
They’re gonna drop you like the flu
And I won’t be there for you
Down the dip - in waves of action
Designed to look like a celebration
Diminishing prizes as tough on the eyes
As the dwindling size of the expectation
And now it’s gone, now it’s gone
A state of grace? That’s a matter of taste.
You’re leaving your scent all over the place
But for now how’s about getting out of my face?
Go catch another drip on a trip down the dip.
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Before you find yourself in London town
Make sure you fill your pockets full of pennies
If you’re down on your luck then you won’t be seeing many open arms around
There in London town.
If you find yourself in London town
Don’t go following smiling strangers to the toilet
Oh the first ones free after then you’re gonna buy it
It’s a slow road down into in London town
If you want to live in London town
Best forget those smiling Northern faces
Don’t expect any warmth from people or from places
You learn to hold your ground lest you be homeward bound
Ere you find yourself in London town
Keep your hands stuck deep inside your jacket
Or you’ll find yourself with nothing in your pockets
Where the thieves abound you’ll see London town.
Far from the heathen winds
Lay ghost the jagged fens
Where ambition starves in the hearts of them
That accept the terms under any means necessary
If you find yourself in London town
Don’t mistake the coke for conversation
Don’t mistake the smoke for celebration
They’re just words thrown around
Nights out in London town
Far from the heathen winds
Lay ghost the jagged fens
Where ambition starves in the hearts of them
That accept the terms under any means necessary
If you find yourself in London town
Make sure you stay in contact with your mammy
Keep your heart at home and in photographs you carry
And leave some bread crumbs down
From home to London town.
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13. |
The Pendine Incident
03:22
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One conversation I’ll always remember
Was a place where the weather had forced me to stay
A man with my accent and a face fill of stories
Had caused me to look his way
A few drinks of whiskey had bought me his story
I looked in his eyes as he looked back in mine
“I’m off in the morning to the North East of England
To leave for the final time”
Put your faith in the one who tries
Don’t gossip and don’t tell lies
When in doubt buy a larger size
Listen to what I’m saying.
Never trust a judgemental man
Listen to those you are younger than
And be good just because you can
Listen to what I’m saying.
Well he got my attention, of that there’s no question
So I got the drinks in and he carried on
He told me of an angel he fell for in Brooklyn
September, 2001
Around that time - the tests said “condition is now in remission”
All said, it wasn’t the greatest of years
Eleven years later the words on the paper
Just made his decision clear
Make up after every fight,
Always kiss your girl goodnight
Don’t buy underwear too tight
Listen to what I’m saying.
Shower even if there ain’t no stink
Stop caring what people think
Always buy the first round of drinks
Listen to what I’m saying.
He made plans that he’d go and leave incognito
With a letter so she’d know he’d met someone new
If she don’t find someone and learn how to move on
This death would take her life too.
That night I slept restless, my heart in a screw press
Til next day at breakfast I saw him again
He was pawning this story for bacon and coffee
And he smiled as he called my name
He said “I hope you listened to what I was saying!”
Learn how to shut your trap
’Til you’ve got a good answer back
Admire in others what you lack
Listen to what I’m saying
When in doubt do something kind
Be prepared to change your mind
And always leave the past behind
Listen to what I’m saying
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14. |
Carriageway Roses
03:47
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What is the story behind that floral plot?
Does someone live in anguish, while someone else does not?
Did alcohol contribute, or just excessive speeds?
Or a lack of concentration operating tons of metal needs?
In tribute to the dead the streets run red with roses
What was the tip off on the back of the crime?
Someone’s little girl, or son, just didn’t come home on time.
Does it beggar belief as they swing in the gale?
A hundred thousand tiny wreaths all tied to the side of the traffic rail
In tribute to the dead the streets run red with roses
A warning sign to the road ahead in roses
On every road and carriageway in the UK
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15. |
Brand New Original Sin
04:43
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Tired of waking alone, with distance fed by stormy weather.
Tried an stripped to the bone. Guilty shoulders wear this better.
Sin looks pretty in light.
“What resistance to temptation?”, the moral of this generation can only cry.
Step right up. Walk right in
To the brand new original sin
Hold me closer and you won’t feel the shame
If you put your hand in my hand then together we’ll make it over the wall.
In flames jealousy rides. Challenging your dedication.
And casting standards aside. Labelled by association.
Would be that we’d have lied. A meagre form of consolation.
Best attempt to keep your faith, and woe betide.
Walk right up. Step right in
To a brand new original sin
(middle section)
Walk right up. Step right in
To the brand new original sin
Hold me closer and you won’t feel the shame
If you put your hand in my hand then together we’ll make it over the wall.
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You pays your money, you takes your chance
Things have come a long way since the days of Tommy Vance.
Now the majors got it so wrong
Paranoid is more than just an old Black Sabbath song
But don’t stop loving the music
Don’t stop loving the music
It was all there ever was
And all it ever wants is love
The death of vinyl and CDs?
It only paved the way for online market strategies
Larceny is still paramount
But this time they hide behind your Spotify account.
But don’t stop loving the music
Don’t stop loving the music
It was all there ever was
And all it ever wants is love
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17. |
The Whiskey And You
02:50
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There’s a bottle on the dresser by your ring
And it’s empty so right now I don’t feel a thing
I’ll be hurtin’ when I wake up on the floor and I’ll be over it by two
And that’s the difference between the whiskey and you
Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store
It ain’t a problem, yeah, they’ll always give me more
But your forgiveness is something I can’t buy, ain’t a thing that I can do
And that’s the difference between the whiskey and you
One’s the devil and one keeps driving me insane
Sometimes I wonder if they ain’t both the same
The one’s a liar that helps hide me from my pain
And one’s the cold hard, bitter truth
And that’s the difference between the whiskey and you
(solo)
One’s the devil and one keeps driving me insane
Sometimes I wonder if they ain’t both the same
The one’s a liar that helps hide me from my pain
And one’s the cold hard, bitter truth
And that’s the difference between the whiskey and you
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18. |
Ostracide
05:35
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Lady liberty sits in the corner
She’d open up but she don’t wanna
I hear tell she could set the well on fire
She got a boy and he got a vision
They don’t need their own musicians
Now all of mine turned into guns for hire
I’m in the picture
Though we don’t seem to talk no more
It’s complicated.
I guess someone’s gotta be the bad guy after all.
I can’t make you care
And miss me when I’m not there
or even call me on the phone
But if you want to talk I’m home
Call on me I’m always home
At the end of the day, people are gonna be people
You can’t change that
Oh, but how you react is your business
Better leave ‘em to get on with it
Hickey Man he wants to be famous
Going on his Facebook status
He’s got skills but lacks imagination
But there’s… two sides to this boy wonder
As he applies ‘divide and conquer’
And gets twice the problems in the making
At the end of the day, people are gonna be people
You can’t change that
Oh, but how you react is your business
Better leave ‘em to get on with it
At the end of the day, people are gonna be people
You can’t change that
Oh, but how you react is your business
Better leave ‘em to get on with it
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19. |
Mr T & Me
05:00
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I, I know a little guy
He’s got it in his mind that
I’m kind of superhuman
What a crime it’d be to break that illusion
He thinks more of me than me
Thinks I can lift a building
The sheer belief of children
Is what we lose in evolution
Rising in estimation
To the occasion
And try to be the man
That he thinks I am
I’m shaking, I’m aching
Hooray for Mr T and me
The process of ageing
It ain’t for Mr T and me
I do it all for little T
Fine for hitting 49
Body’s still strong and thin
Better than it’s ever been
But that’s not saying much
I looked fucked at seventeen
Me, isn’t what it’s all about
Well not anymore
Like it was before
When I had no-one to be a super hero for
I’m the one he’s built his dreams around
And I can’t let him down
Otherwise who would he be, when he pretends to be me?
I’m hurting, I’m burning
But that’s between Mr T and me
I’m dying but I’m trying my best
For Mr T and me
I do it all for little T
I am only here alive
‘Cos he breathes air into my life
And that just makes it all alright to be imperfect
‘Cos he can’t see that.
I, I know a little guy
He’s thinks I’m super cat
And I wanna be that
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The world as we knew then has come crashing down again
A twisted sense of comfort has replaced the indolence
This fear inside my gut of settling into ruts
Has finger opened sores convenience considered shut
And there you are, and here I am
And there you go, and here we are again
That dark cloud doesn’t want you
Doesn’t want you like I wanted to
That sheer life wouldn’t miss you
Wouldn’t miss you like I’m going to.
You vanish from the scene, yet show up on the screen
Updated status indicates a living human being
But the easier the breaks, the more sense it seems to make
It’s the cash incentive that resents a little give and take
But here you are, and there I am
And here we go around block again
That dark cloud doesn’t want you
Doesn’t want you like I wanted to
That sheer life wouldn’t miss you
Wouldn’t miss you like I’m going to
If they won’t let you in
And they won’t let you grow
You have to let them go
If you’re holding out your hand
But they don’t want to know
You have to let them go
If they’re quick to condemn
But not to console
You have to let them go
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21. |
One Way Down
03:10
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Riding undercover of the past
It takes a steady hand
And while I spin I really shouldn’t expect
For you to understand
But as we grow and taste the air
That feeds the flow, remember there’s only
One way down
Separated by a silent need
To communicate
Disassociation by decree
The pain we orchestrate
We rise in chaos left unrepaired
Until the only thing we share is the
Same way down
So many ways to reach the top
Remember this as you splinter off
There’s just one way down
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22. |
The Last Day Of Summer
02:59
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With the first sign of light came the last day of summer
Parking the car to see long distance runners
Sat holding hands, thinking how far we’ve come this year
As the sun disappeared
Somehow it feels like it’s all back to normal
Talking is easy and touching informal
Let’s strengthen foundations for the next time the storm arrives
And get on with our lives
We’re up – up, up, we’re up
We’re down – down, down, we’re down
We’re back – back, back, we’re back
And we’re gone – gone, gone, we’re gone
In solemn acceptance of days turning colder
And sadness of just getting older and older
When mournful new music is all that the soul will allow
Then the last days are now.
We’re up – up, up, we’re up
We’re down – down, down, we’re down
We’re back – back, back, we’re back
And we’re gone – gone, gone, we’re gone
In darkness again, I miss the shadows turning
Boys into men.
Right now the start is further away than the end.
The turning point in your life
That some accept and some fight.
Me? I was always brought up as a fighter
Standing my ground and demanding what’s right
I was brought up with violence but fought it to find discipline
Now here’s a fight I’ll never win.
We’re up – up, up, we’re up
We’re down – down, down, we’re down
We’re back – back, back, we’re back
And we’re gone – gone, gone, we’re gone
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23. |
Toxins & Tea
03:48
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While I’m waxing lyrical, dark and cynical
Still I keep on trying
To use my prerogative and find some positive
And stop my expectations dying
So I made a list. Two psychologist in the entire area
It’s a start I guess, so I left a message
And one of them came back
And tried to feed to me pure bureaucracy
Wrapped in tape and hoodoo
“Unless you’re calling from the town where you were born
Nothing we can do for you”
So I said “listen mate, I’ll self medicate”
And that was where I left it.
No one listening in the world of medicine
That’s why England’s gone to shit.
And you don’t want me to get started on politics
A fella I know who’s Asian
Has got this Dad in law who went and voted for anti immigration
Just like fans of Russell Brand, he could not understand
Why I think he’s a wanker
In a search for common sense I went to the off licence
For a temporary answer…
..okay, calm down, let’s get fucking zen about it.
No one’s expecting a world that runs on justice
No one is waiting for such a grand departure from basic human nature
Try imagining this world living in
Tolerance and compassion
Could you change mankind, one mind at a time?
Well let’s put it into positive action.
All participants in this experiment
Start and end with you, mate.
Could you carry on without judging anyone?
Do you believe it isn’t too late?
If your solution is in the positive
Everything’s gonna be stardust
But if you gonna live in the negative
The popular voice was right, and the stupid people won
The human race is fucked, the experiment went wrong
Your species won’t missed, close the door on your way out.
See you on the other side
Hope I come back as a chair.
Thieves and pariahs
Backstabbing liars
Self obsession
Passive aggression
Drama junkies
Two faced cunts
Deceit and politics
Broken promises
Anti climax
Ego maniacs
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24. |
Adrenalina
04:37
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I got a buzz on, got it deep inside my badness
I got a love on, it sits nestled in my madness
I’m on a budget and that dopamine is free
I wanna touch it because damn it’s touching me
Let’s do drugs, let’s get free
Let’s get out of reality
I want no coke or LSD
I want you to do that thing to me
My adrenalin
Adrenalina.
It ain’t technically illegal, kinda like the stuff you get on those online pharmaceutical outlets
It ain’t addictious because I’ve seen that kind of thing before
I get a sickness? I just come knocking on your door.
Let’s do drugs, let’s get free
Let’s get out of reality
I want no coke or LSD
I want you to do that thing to me
My adrenalin.
Adrenalina.
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25. |
Right In The Feels
05:18
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Right in the feels where X marks the spot
Clear entry reveals you’re still one hell of a shot
This bruising with heal the pure disappointment will not
Right it the feels
Right in the feels
We hurt and we heal
And then we get up off the floor
Still hurts, big deal
Ready yourself for some more
Humans are dirty they should never be trusted
Humans are dirty they should never be trusted
Right in the pills then left in the air
And just when it looked like we were getting somewhere
That door that was shut, now open or closed, who could care?
Right in the feels,
Right in the feels
It’s not the shame that hurts you more than the pain
It’s not the fact you left yourself wide open again
You just forgot that it’s tough to trust another human being
That we’re dirty and twisted and should never be trusted
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26. |
The Uninvited
04:45
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I am the voice that beats you with questions
I’ll not be mentioned in company
I will remind you that you’re not good enough
I will remind you that you’ll never be free
Many names I’m given
But you can call me The Uninvited
You may not notice I’m already in you
I come to rape all that is sacred
Sooner or later without invitation
In your confidence I make my home
And the sky ain’t falling where you wanted it to
No matter how your denied
Your still cold on the outside, warm on the inside
No medication that is promised you
Is tearing us apart
I’ll never leave you alone
I am the demon, I am the illness
I’ve been the deceiver of centuries
Through me the doctor signs your addiction
I’ll see you a burden on society
I’ll watch you crumble
I’ll leave you naked and uninvited
You may not notice I’m already in you
I come to rape all that is sacred
Sooner or later without invitation
In your confidence I make my home
And the sky ain’t falling where you wanted it to
No matter how your denied
Your still cold on the outside, warm on the inside
No medication that is promised you
Is tearing us apart
I’ll never leave you alone
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27. |
Friends Of Bill
02:49
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East 5th street, in Bukowski’s chair
King Eddy Saloon, me and Jimmy were there
It didn’t open til five
Well I guess a lot changed since Charlie was alive
Now, what I don’t get is how the sober sect
Give a female hitting piece of shit respect
But they come down strong
If you drink a few beers and you get along
Now the bums aside, the streets are dead
Just a mile line of cars tied head to head
Say ‘yes’ to God and walk this way.
Even Lemmy wouldn’t get himself a job today.
Hey, we are the friends of Bill
We are the moderate face of overkill
And the times haves changed – woah woah
And the beast is tamed – woah woah
Hey, put that bottle down
We are the friend of Bill and we run this town
And we know your name – woah woah
And we own this game – woah woah
The Strip is traffic and crystal meth
And the bands are clean but they’re bored to death
Cos there ain’t no scene
So they’re sticking hotels where the clubs had been
And we all did things when things were fun
But they ain’t been fun since 91
We blame Cobain
Not quitting insane grade A cocaine
I’m sat at the back of Rock n Roll Ralphs
And I’m trying to imagine living here in the past
Where they dressed like clowns all around the town
But at least this place was a wall of sound.
(chorus)
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28. |
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The magazine stalls help to shame ageing masses
With plasticine noses and plastic eyelashes
Well the welcome is warm but it’s just temporary
Whatever you’ve got arranged just make sure there’s a plan B
And C… and D
To learn to get by is to learn how to blend
So you hang around pools where they shake, and they bake, and they make you a new friend
But no-ones in the water cos there’s roaches in the deep end.
No one smiled at me all day
But in the grim North East they all laugh at least
No ‘ello’ in West LA
But in the cold North West they all send their best.
Where the rockers are drug free and the rollers are sober
There’s a fella from Kiss saying rock n roll is over.
Everyone is giving up on getting down
The dream is disappearing from city to city, from town to town
I don’t know what it is but there’s a lot of it around
No one smiled at me all day
But in the grim North East they all laugh at least
No ‘ello’ in West LA
But in the cold North West they all send their best.
Where people with two legs carry animals with four
The homeless are warm and dry, asleep on the floor
They don’t mean to be mean and it all looks legit
But with the most concrete of plans,
Just stick the heat on their necks and expect they’ll forget it.
It’s a very fine line between amnesia and bullshit
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29. |
Hot Piss
04:36
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Heaven cursed ya with inertia
Let’s be ‘avin’ ya
Hot piss fill this cup
There is genius in your anus, entertain us
Hot piss top this up
It’s me again, sent to pretend, I’ll be your friend
Hot piss sweet enough
Passive aggressive little bitch
Wanna make like a – what – like a – son of a bitch
Stop being such a passive aggressive little bitch
Coming of like a -what – a bad ass – capiche?
Takes more than being a passive aggressive little bitch
Smoking vapour, laced in paper, alma mater
Hot piss fill this cup
Three point trident, keeping silent, hides the violence
Hot piss top this up
The stink, the fate, the guilt, the hate, relive, relate, incriminate – innate
Hot piss sweet enough
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30. |
Caer Urfa
04:35
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In the town where I was born we were baptised by the water
In the town where I was born we were raised on hops and brown
From the beaches and the Leas to the rolling hills of Cleadon
There was music ringing til they started bringing the venues down
But mother created a jukebox.
Daddy put the ‘out’ in South, as Shields lost hope.
With the ship docks and collieries closing down, down, down.
it’s amazing the men found anything to laugh about.
But I just see smiles when I close my eyes
In the town where I was born, it was music that ruled Britannia
In the town where I was born we were dyed in black and white
There was nothing going on but we made a lot of entertainment
No we didn’t have money but we always had plenty to do every night
But mother created a jukebox.
Daddy put the ‘out’ in South, as Shields lost hope.
With the ship docks and collieries closing down, down, down.
it’s amazing the men found anything to laugh about.
But I just see smiles when I close my eyes
It’s a ‘get off your arse’ town. That won’t keep wuh [us] down
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31. |
Alvarado On The 2
05:43
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I woke up missing you so bad you’ll never know
So I jumped the big 2 bus to Will Rogers beach
Then back around, and Downtown to Skid Row
One more lost passenger caught by the Siren’s song
Strung out on promises, with ankles tied to what will be
Now what could be is gone.
One of these days…
I’ll come home, anxiety free and in your zone again.
Home, gonna get there in the end.
Home, where I know the streets, where it rains in sheets at the door.
Home, gonna stay in you for sure.
That’s a lie of course.
There’s no Pioneer chicken stand on Alvarado street no more
Echo Park holds Farmers markets
And cleaned up streets see families
Prod organic fruit to score.
It looks like Avenue C and it feels a lot like home
And while you’re not here with me
I know for sure you’d love it here
And I feel a lot less alone.
But one of these days…
I’ll come home, anxiety free and in your zone again.
Home, gonna get there in the end.
Home, where I know the streets, where it rains in sheets at the door.
Home, gonna stay in you for sure.
That’s a lie of course.
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32. |
It's No Good
03:23
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Our weaknesses all dance in time
So why won’t you acknowledge mine?
You judge all I do.
I’m no worse than you.
We’re up and down, we are the same.
Now you refuse to feel my pain
What sets us apart?
Why the change of heart?
It’s no good, there’s no love anymore.
It’s no good, there’s no love anymore.
Why is it you don’t understand?
I sure could use a helping hand.
I could take your lead,
In my hour of need.
If there’s one thing that we can solve,
It’s how the fuck we all evolve.
I don’t think you know
What it is to grow.
It’s no good, there’s no love anymore.
It’s no good, there’s no love anymore.
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33. |
The Final Time, Again?
05:30
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When I’m inside all I need is everything outside the window
When I’m outside I long to be indoors
Could this be the answer I’ve been waiting for?
When I find I’m by myself I pray for company and when I’m
With my friends I want to be alone
This is now
This is all I’ve ever known
Is this the final time, or just the final time again?
Cos it feels like it’s over, it feels like the big time
It feels like it’s over this time
Thrown around in selfish seas I dream of still and peaceful islands
When ashore I curse the wretched calm
Recurring theme, or screaming cause for some alarm?
Suckle, now, the incubus that lives to fuck the passion from me
Manifest the darkness from within
Why explain? There are none left alive who’d understand.
Is this the final time, or just the final time again?
Cos it feels like it’s over, it feels like the big time
It feels like it’s over this time
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34. |
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They will dress you as children, they will colour your nails
They will paint you from pictures
Baby don’t lose your tail
They will give you directions
Just by virtue of being male
But whatever the questions
Baby don’t lose your tail
Don’t lose your tail girl
Don’t lose your tail girl
Where fashion is the boss, and the cost insane
Where people come to die and supply loose change
They serve assuming cash
You’re hip
You’re not ill equipped in the wallet
Thank Gaultier
Mouth full of nothing but angry butterflies
Mouth full of nothing but angry butterflies
Yeah yeah, another meek attack
Yeah yeah, another meek attack
Going under the blade ‘cos they say all you’ll ever lose is a few more years
Cosmetic correction never makes ladies little girls, just a little more weird
Ain’t nobodies business if you wanna look a little weird, if it’s your idea
But any image that is forced by the media is criminal
Don’t fall for it, don’t fall for it
Don’t build on your dreams from glossy magazines
‘Cos all we need is you, girl
And that’s all that you need too
What they say men want you to be is wrong, I swear, I guarantee
‘Cos all we need is you, girl
And that’s all that you need too
Believe in nothing that you read about how you’re told to behave in bed
‘Cos all we need is you, girl
And that’s all that you need too
That Cosmo survey wasn’t designed to stay in your mind for the test of time
‘Cos all we need is you, girl
And that’s all that you need too
You’ll grow older little girl and your vision of the world
Will include your part as well, all this will change
Where you used to feel neglect, you’ll feel stature and respect
In everything that you affect, all this will change
You’ll make mistakes along the way, that just the price you got to pay
To be the way you want to stay
All this will change
All this will change
The rule is to enjoy being little girls and boys
The stereotypes in toys will ingrain as we separate
Poisoned little minds leaving common sense behind
Your brainwashed teenage child won’t be trained to retaliate
Keep your edge on, it’s all you’ll ever need
Keep your edge on, it’s all you’ll ever need
Don’t lose your tail, girl.
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35. |
Waves Of Sadness
04:33
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The truth terrifies me – beyond belief
‘Cos the lies aren’t any worse
Diverted by conspiracies
Less evil than what’s proved to be
You’d pray for races of ETs come colonise the earth
Who is elected – to serve and protect
Remember ’89?
When Salman Rushdie fled the streets
Now French cartoonist in their seats
Are shot for not being free to speak
Now blood obscures the line
And we cry
And we hold our head up so high
To realise that nothing ever changes…
Waves of sadness wash over me
As a reminder how it used to be
As everything this too will pass eventually
So let these blue waves wash over me
I’m scared of religion – totalitarian
The bible is the gun
Revolution is a buzz galore
While the threat of a real life civil war
Coming to your door, is being ignored
Because that shit, that just isn’t fun
And I’d rather die than be – tied to the -lie
That for this flag I’d give my life
I’d take a gun to intolerance
I’d kill in a war to take down the banks
And I’d die for peace, given half a chance,
And leave this world alive.
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36. |
I'll Have Another
03:18
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One more, for Auld Lang Sine
One more, for the Fog On The Tyne
One more, under Northern lights
One more, last one of the night
One more, to absent friends
One more, ’til the party ends
One more, with your glass in the air
One more, ‘cos I just don’t care
Whatever you’re having yourself
I’ll have another
Whatever is going down
I’ll have another
We can talk ’til the rivers are dry
You can walk away without saying good bye
But we’re alive tonight, and there’s only you and me brother
I’ll have another
One more, for a night on the town
One more, last bottle of brown
One more, for the young and the old
One more, let the good times roll
Two more, and we don’t wanna stop
Three more, ’til we’re fit to drop and there’s
No more, and when we get to the end.
And then one more, let’s do it again.
Whatever you’re having yourself
I’ll have another
Whatever is going down
I’ll have another
We can talk til the rivers are dry
You can walk away without saying goodbye
You know I recognise your face
I think I might know your mother
I’ll have another
Whatever you’re having yourself
I’ll have another
Whatever is going down
I’ll have another
We can talk til the rivers are dry
You can walk away without saying goodbye
I’ve never seen you before but tomorrow I might be your lover
Let’s have another.
Let’s have another.
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