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Denim credibility
04:30
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Denim credibility
Standing on the corner, selling the issue
Denim jacket credibility it’s a picture
No show lecture-go, sleeping in the common room
Planning anarchy in the bar with your mobile phone
Out of my way your short hair offends me now
Out of your head on glue guns and karma cows
Read it in the manual under the counter
Shoplifting life and sedentary pastimes
Billy Bragg smile but failed all your papers
Communist votes were lost in the police force gym
Out of your head you’re thinking of sixty-nine
Out of the box can you get to lectures on time
Denim credibility, it’s beyond me
Denim credibility, it’s beyond me
Denim credibility, it offends me
Denim credibility, it’s beyond me
Sleeping in the library, dreaming of London
Smiling as you argue the toss without caring
Denim credibility it offends me
Denim credibility’s what you’re wearing
Out of my way your short hair offends me now
Out of your head on glue guns and karma cows
Denim credibility, it’s beyond me
Denim credibility, it’s beyond me
Denim credibility, it offends me
Denim credibility, it’s beyond me
Get your hair done
Takes all night to get your hair done
Takes all night to find your hareem
Takes all night to get a hard on
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2. |
Many feet are dancing
04:38
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Many feet are dancing
Lights are flashing in my face
many feet are dancing
You are sitting in my space
I estimate my chances
I didn’t know that you didn’t wanna go
But you didn’t say no, no you didn’t say, didn’t say no
You didn’t want to come to this party
But now you get to stay up late
The band is playing four am
But you’re too tired to care
I didn’t know that you didn’t wanna go
But you didn’t say no, no you didn’t say, didn’t say no
Anytime, anyplace.
Any wine, Anyhow, anyway
You didn’t say no, no you didn’t say didn’t say no
I didn’t know that you didn’t wanna go
You didn’t want to stay
Its ok to hide away X3
I wish we didn’t have to go
But there’s a taxi waiting
The stripper’s left me feeling low
The Beat are busy faking X3
I didn’t know that you didn’t wanna go
But you didn’t say no, no you didn’t say, didn’t say no
Anytime, anyplace.
Any wine, Anyhow, anyway
Lights are flashing in my face
Lights are flashing in my face
You are sitting in my space
Lights are flashing in my face
You didn’t say no
No You didn’t say no
You didn’t say no, no you didn’t say didn’t say no
I didn’t know that you didn’t wanna go
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3. |
Curses
03:31
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Curses
At six o'clock in the morning
You aimed a kick at my head
You said you wished you were mourning
You said you wished I was dead
Your curses they don't bother me
no more, no more, no more
Your curses they don't bother me no more
I bet you're friendly with Jesus
I'll bet you talk as you earn
I tried to ask for forgiveness
but then you left me to burn
Your curses they don't bother me
no more, no more, no more
Your curses they don't bother me no more
I could do anything you wanted me to
I could be me, I could be you
I could do anything you ordered me to
I’d never be free, always be screwed
You want your love in a brief case
You like to ride in a car
But I could never be Jesus
And you could push me too far
Your curses they don't bother me
Leave them to posterity
Your curses they don't bother me
You left me no integrity
Your curses they don't bother me
All consigned to history
Your curses they don't bother me
no more
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Twenty-first century samurai
As soon as you wake, you hear
the Sound of the car, you see the
flash of the pocket knife as it
washes swirls of red in your face
It’s warm on my back, the sunlight
No hair out of place, my space suit
Hanging on the cupboard door
Waiting for the next adventure
Chorus
We’ve been here before
Round the houses, spiked machine gun fire
We’ve been here before
Set the bush fire, twenty-first century liar
Straight into war, we sacrifice
what we need, for victory
Lying on a bloodied floor
Amongst coffee cups and salmonella
So pale in the face, excuses
So run of the mill, our fathers
Lying in a foreign field
Samurai of the twenty-first century
Lying in a foreign field
Samurai of the twenty-first century
Lying on a bloodied floor
Samurai of the twenty-first century
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5. |
According to all sources
03:24
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According to all sources
So you’ve fallen on your feet
several hours before you sleep
Tread not so carefully, all the steps are incomplete
There’s miles to go and promises to keep
Tie the knot and source the gin
Decorate and shed your skin
You can’t kill people but you can destroy the weak
There’s miles to go and promises to keep
According to all sources
We are dead inside
According to all sources
We must catch the tide
Then fall back on the beach
Where life is out of reach
There’s miles to go and promises to keep
So you’ve fallen on your feet
Ensure the battle lines are neat
Pull up the drawbridge and pack the waters deep
There’s miles to go and promises to keep
Spare no thought for those below
Black and white is all you know
Amongst the bodies though the mountainsides are steep
With miles to go and promises to keep
According to all sources
We are dead inside
According to all sources
We must catch the tide
Then fall back on the beach
Where life is out of reach
There’s miles to go and promises to keep
Then fall back on the beach
Where life is out of reach
There’s miles to go and promises to keep
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6. |
Indian sign
04:32
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Indian sign
Just for a moment
There were good things all around
I was walking on a shell-white beach
And I held you by the hand
Then it’s all over
And it comes to a natural end
Then it’s all over
And I feel I’ve lost a friend
So I’ll make that date
appreciate
because tomorrow it may be too late and
everything that’s beautiful has gone
If I had grokked the fullness
I might have made more use of the time
The slightest touch was a wonderful thing
And the holder carved the Indian sign
Then it’s all over
And it comes to a natural end
Then it’s all over
And I feel I’ve lost a friend
So I’ll make that date
appreciate
because tomorrow it may be too late and
everything that’s beautiful has gone
everything that’s beautiful has gone
Consider the moment
Don’t be fooled into wasting your time
Faded photographs will never return
That evanesce with jaded lines
Then it’s all over
And it comes to a natural end
Then it’s all over
And I feel I’ve got no regrets
So I’ll make that date
appreciate
because tomorrow it may be too late and
everything that’s beautiful has gone
So I’ll make that date
appreciate
because tomorrow it may be too late and
everything that’s beautiful has gone
everything that’s beautiful has gone . . .
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7. |
Gina loves Jamie
04:08
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Gina loves Jamie
Gina is angelic, from her
head down to her toes,
She’s mystified and terrified
and to anyone who knows,
the little drinks that pass her lips
are secretive and sweet
They tingle electricity
and quicken up the beat
The morning come too quickly
She’s lonely and she’s cold
She just can’t seem to get back on her feet
The working day is endlessly
reflections that are old
By six o’clock, she starts to feel the heat
She starts to feel the heat
She starts to feel the heat
Jamie keeps his simple life
by working nine to five
The coffee stops and diner tops
Help keep the dreams alive
Jamie thinks that Gina thinks
that Jamie thinks too much
Neither one has thought it through
their only sense is touch
There’s nothing there behind his eyes
But cigarettes and smoke
He rolls for her when he and Gina meet
He meets his man most Saturdays
But neither of them speak
He passes cash so he can feel the heat
So he can feel the heat
So he can feel the heat
They inter-twine together
like symbiotic fools
Her heavy eyelids flutter
They formulate some rules
They think about a holiday
And houses by the sea
When they get some money in
Maybe they’ll be free
The morning comes too quickly
They’re lonely and they’re cold
They just can’t seem to get back on their feet
The working day is endlessly
Reflections that are old
By six o’clock they start to feel the heat
By six o’clock they start to feel the heat
By six o’clock they start to feel the heat
They start to feel the heat
They start to feel the heat . . .
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Tale of a Stourbridge lad
You’ll hear him in the subway
His six-string clutched in his hand
Turning the concrete to Emerald Isle
With a tale of a black velvet band
And he sings the songs of drinking
A lament that’s sounding so sad
And wherever his footsteps will take him
That’s the tale of a Stourbridge lad
And he’ll sing a song for Katie
And he’ll sing for a dollar of gold
And he sings to bring in the evenings
With stories that have to be told
And he stands up there like a statue
His bibles all to hand
And the look in his eye of a faraway place
That’s the tale of a Stourbridge lad
And he won’t stop ‘til he finds what he’s looking for
And he’ll keep on walking, and he’ll keep on pacing the floor
And he keeps on banging until he breaks down the door
You’ll see him at the venue
A glass or six by his side
A smile and a wink from an armchair
And an Irish glaze in his eyes
And he drinks the songs of singing
And he plays when he hardly can stand
But never a heartbeat is missing
That’s the tale of a Stourbridge Lad
And he sings the songs of drinking
And he drinks the songs of singing
And never a heartbeat is missing
That’s the tale of a Stourbridge lad
A Stourbridge lad . . .
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9. |
Phil wants to know
03:58
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Phil wants to know.
Phil wants to know if his smile’s too big
He doesn’t like women and he won’t wear a hairpiece, no.
He’s gonna to have a number one someday
He doesn’t care what you say
You can’t take that away from him
You can’t take that away from him
He’s gonna have a number one some day
You can’t take that away from him
Gary stuck his hair in a brand-new style
He doesn’t have a girlfriend ‘cos that might affect his deal
He put in all the work on a brand-new song
But you may just have heard it before
You can’t take that away from him
You can’t take that away from him
He’s gonna have a number one some day
You can’t take that away from him
You’ve got to give credit where credit is due . . .
Bobbi stands still with her eyes shut tight
With her make-up hopeful and her long hair shinning bright
With a virtual band that will never sound shit
She doesn’t do dancing but she likes a good hit
Ripping through the airwaves on a Saturday
Night’s all right her sainthood is latter-day
Three whole months in the foothills of fame
A bulimic anorexic with a taste for cocaine
Then they throw them in the garbage when the face don’t fit
Then find another Gary that is fresh and it
Doesn’t matter that the music is just yesterday’s jam
because Phil wants to know, is this who I am?
because Phil wants to know, is this who I am?
You can’t take that away from them
You can’t take that away from him
‘cos they’re have a number one some day
You can’t take that away from them
You’ve got to give credit where credit is due . . .
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10. |
If not now then when?
03:59
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If not now then when?
Daily I bang my head
hard against this wall
Just an endless back and forth
I ought to take this gun, shoot the whole thing down,
I could do no worse than listen now
You asked me a question
the answer brought you pain and happiness
but it seemed to work out for the best
Straight intervention
I could cut the chord to normal-ness
and then ask
If not now, then when?
If not now, then when?
If not now, if not now then when?
The situation's lost its shine
Just marking time
and each routine becomes a war
The same old facade every day
way does not lead on to way
And every smile becomes a chore
You asked me a question
the answer brought you pain and happiness
but it seemed to work out for the best
Straight intervention
I could cut the chord to normal-ness
and then ask
If not now, then when?
If not now, then when?
If not now, then when?
If not now, if not now then when?
Sinking low . . .
You asked me a question
the answer brought you pain and happiness
but it seemed to work out for the best
Straight intervention
I could cut the chord to normal-ness
and then ask
If not now, then when?
If not now, then when?
If not now, then when?
If not now, then when?
If not now, if not now, then when?
Sinking low . . .
If not now, if not now, then when?
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11. |
Bang! Bang! Disappear!
03:22
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Bang! Bang! Disappear!
Something nearly happened here
She left before the fire started
She took a drink and walked away
situation broken hearted
A little pill to put things right
A piece of pocket heaven sorted
She didn’t want to make a fuss
but might have liked an hour talking
The solution is lame
She can’t remember her name
Every night it’s the same
Same old lie
And she knows about the therapy
The looking in the mirror nightmare
It’s only several wasted years
Like living in a foreign timeshare
There’s several things she needs to do
Like putting her affairs in order
It’s sitting like an open book
The list just keeps on getting shorter
Living life like a dream
She’s a total has-been
You can picture the scene
No more lies
Bang! Bang! Disappear!
The streets are looking empty now
A taxi to a new destination
No pleasure in a fix or two
A dizziness and no sensation
You’re drinking when the bottle’s broken
You cut your lips on jagged glass
You gave away your lover’s token
And showed yourself to have no class
Petrified of the seer
It’s uncommonly clear
Bang! Bang! Disappear!
No more life!
Bang! Bang! Disappear!
You’re drinking when the bottle’s broken
Bang! Bang! Disappear!
You cut your lips on jagged glass
Bang! Bang! Disappear!
Bang! Bang!
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SHOTGUN MARMALADE Kingswinford, UK
SHOTGUN MARMALADE: High-energy, rhythmic, dark pop-punk songs payed either as a power trio or solo on an acoustic guitar with plenty of clicks, chops and skanks. Lyrics are humorous, ebullient, ironic and often cryptic, dealing with the darker side of life, usually with foot-stomping accompaniment and an opportunity to ska-pogo for those who so wish. We don't take ourselves too seriously!!. ... more
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