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Grandad Hates You
03:19
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I’m out here, you’re in there
Man of the people, get us a beer
Can’t get a date, still lives with his mum
you neo-Nazi, fascist scum
Oh Nigel, Nigel won’t you come outside
Let’s have a chat about genocide
Immigration, made him late
Drove him to racial hate
53, separated and skint
Oh Nigel, Nigel won’t you take the hint
Don’t need your fucked up views
Forever infecting our daily news
Why won’t you come and see
What its likes to be me
Why won’t you come and see
That you’ll never be free
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2. |
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Broadcast news so full of lies
Corporate greed breeds compromise
We see you Sun, we see you real
Fuck you and your fucking deals
Normalise
Normalise
Normalise
Normalise
Broadcast news so full of lies
Corporate greed breeds compromise
We see you Sun, we see you real
Fuck you and your fucking deals
When social red turns greedy blue
We see through you, we see through you
The barons of our own demise
This is where democracy dies
No Truth when spin is king
You let it in, you let it in
Devouring your blackened soul
You let it in, you let it in
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3. |
Apocalypse Yow
03:04
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Guess the guest on Through The Keyhole
Never meant to get this far
Fame rips my life apart
Now you know I’m a fucking liar
EAT - CAT - MEAT
Make me invisible
EAT - CAT - MEAT
Make me invincible
Guess the guest on Through The Keyhole
Never meant to get this far
Fame rips my life apart
Now you know I’m a fucking liar
EAT - CAT - MEAT
Make me invisible
EAT - CAT - MEAT
Make me invincible
EAT - CAT - MEAT
Make me invisible
EAT - CAT - MEAT
Why don’t you come here?
Why don’t you come here, no more?
Why don’t you come here?
Why don’t you come here, no more?
Why don’t you come here?
Why don’t you come here, no more?
Why don’t you come here?
Why don’t you come here, no more?
Guess the guest on Through The Keyhole
Never meant to get this far
Fame rips my life apart
Now you know I’m a fucking liar
Loud Noises
Pained Voices
Loud Noises
Pained Voices
Loud Noises
Pained Voices
Loud Noises
Pained Voices
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4. |
Tom Hanks
03:07
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She's no trophy Tom, attitude's all wrong
It's a 3D effect, it's spousal neglect
When fists fly first, you'll come off worst
Sex comedy tits'n'ass
Sorry, I forgot to laugh
Hallucinogens to a donkey
Did you even think this through?
Bucking mule on a ride
Made an ass of you
Your wrists are smooth and kissable
But suicide ain't painless
All parties end in tears
Even for the faithless
Watch Tom begging for your forgiveness
Watch Tom begging let me bear witness
No Oscar night
It's a woman's fight
No Oscar night
It's a woman's plight
No Oscar night
It's a woman's fight
No Oscar night
It's a woman's plight
It's a woman's plight
It's a woman's fight
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5. |
Give Me Shelter
02:09
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Rain soaks my tattered attire
I look to the sky and shout "why?"
All I see are fields of green
Not keeping me dry
Just Bricks and Tiles
Just Bricks and Tiles
I don't need your sympathetic smiles
I need Bricks and Tiles
Lethal spikes and ignorant bliss
I see the fear in your stare
Take cover with a loving kiss
And I'll be out of your hair
Just Bricks and Tiles
Just Bricks and Tiles
I don't need your sympathetic smiles
I need Bricks and Tiles
Wherever I don't get stabbed
Wherever I don't get stabbed
Wherever I don't get stabbed
Wherever I don't get stabbed
That's My Home!
That's My Home!
Just Bricks and Tiles
Just Bricks and Tiles
I don't need your sympathetic smiles
I need Bricks and Tiles
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6. |
Drunk Bananas
01:46
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You want to be her
But you don’t know her
She’s what you made her
You’re what haunts her
Now I wanna be her
And I got to know her
I’m what she made me
You’ll find me guilty
When I first saw you
Red hair, black dress
I thought to myself
What a beautiful mess
The fires of hell
They could never tame
And I am left with no escape
Well she takes no shit
No she won’t take mine
She’s a rebel girl
And she’s crossed the line.
Cause she fucked shit up
Yeah she made ‘em stare
Smashed the patriarchy
With a wink and a glare
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7. |
Kitty's Lament
02:28
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I say Kitty
Won’t you tell me the truth
We’ve been here before
Underneath this roof
I say Cecil
Won’t you be my guide
This trip ain’t hip
’til we get inside
I say Kitty
Got confessions to make
This title I got
Is nothing but fake
I say Cecil
It’s a situation
A party downstairs
Our ancestral home
Get on the dance floor
This is what we came for
Do ya, do ya want more
Get on the dance floor
Get on the dance floor
This is what we came for
Do ya, do ya want more
Get on the dance floor
I say Kitty
Let’s dance ’til we drop
With those keytar licks
We’re the masters of rock
I say Cecil
What you doing back there?
Won’t you shake your hips
’til there’s nothing to fear
Get on the dance floor
This is what we came for
Do ya, do ya want more
Get on the dance floor
Get on the dance floor
This is what we came for
Do ya, do ya want more
Get on the dance floor
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8. |
MacKaye Convention
02:58
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Force fed nostalgia
Today should be feared
Mourn your fallen idols
As if you ever cared
Past grip’s take hold
It’s viced embrace
Won’t let you rest
Don’t leave a trace
Force fed nostalgia
Today should be feared
Mourn your fallen idols
As if you ever cared
Dull your thoughts with make believe
I’m a Disney Princess
Take the blue pill, take the red
Dive deep in dream’s caress
Past grip’s take hold
It’s viced embrace
Won’t let you rest
Don’t leave a trace
Won’t
Feed the Power
Feed the Power
Won’t
Feed the Power
Feed the Power
Won’t
Feed the Power
Feed the Power
Won’t
Feed the Power
Feed the Power
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9. |
Stage Towels
02:06
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Karma just bought a strap on
Gonna make me give her head
I gotta squeal her name
Oh Lord, don't make me beg
Guilt soaks my fevered brow
Can't shake this fear
My mind plays evil tricks
Voices I don't wanna hear
Karma just bought a strap on
Gonna make me give her head
I gotta squeal her name
Oh Lord, don't make me beg
Guilt soaks my fevered brow
Can't shake this fear
My mind plays evil tricks
Voices I don't wanna hear
Chorus
Roots!
Come on out Max!
Come on out Max!
Karma just bought a strap on
Gonna make me give her head
I've gotta squeal her name
Oh Lord, don't make me beg
Guilt soaks my fevered brow
Can't shake this fear
My mind plays evil tricks
Voices I don't wanna hear
What do you think of me?
My time, can't have it back
My sins for all to see
Sad behind this speaker stack
What do you think of me?
My time, can't have it back
My sins for all to see
Sad behind this speaker stack
Roots!
Come on out Max!
Come on out Max!
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10. |
Deceptive Carafe
02:35
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This is the hellfire you were promised
Wrapped up in bile and hate and vomit
Your fears border on insanity
Jingoistic, misguided family tree
Skin deep rhetoric
Rancid vitriolic
Easy to mock it
Hard to stop it
Our nation’s theft
Our children left
This is the hellfire you were promised
Wrapped up in bile and hate and vomit
Your fears border on insanity
Jingoistic, misguided family tree
Island set adrift to die
For the sake of national pride
Monsters come home to roost
Our country has been set loose
This is the hellfire you were promised
Wrapped up in bile and hate and vomit
Your fears border on insanity
Jingoistic, misguided family tree
Skin deep rhetoric
Rancid vitriolic
Easy to mock it
Hard to stop it
Our nation’s theft
Our children left
This is the hellfire you were promised
Wrapped up in bile and hate and vomit
Your fears border on insanity
Jingoistic, misguided family tree
Island set adrift to die
For the sake of national pride
Monsters come home to roost
Our country has been set loose
Island set adrift to die
For the sake of national pride
Monsters come home to roost
Our country has been set loose
This Is The End
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London / Kent / California based noise-punk 4 piece featuring members of USA Nails, Los Bitchos, Death Pedals and It Often Takes A War.
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