1. |
Blood And Bandages
02:58
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Ladies and gentlemen, I invite you to sit back
Listen to me as I explain some Alternative Facts
Surgeons are over-rated and doctors will be sacked
There’s no damn need for nurses
Now the Ol’ Wild West is back
Raise the barber’s pole, red, white and blue
Let the sign reassure you
No more need for health care
And no need for you to queue
Only blood and bandages
Come and get a tooth out, let me splint your leg
Need a colonoscopy or a dressing for your head?
Get two fillings, a kidney and an orthopaedic bed
Or why not choose a BOGOF
With a free-beard trim instead?
Raise the barber’s pole, red, white and blue
Let the sign reassure you
No more need for health care
And no need for you to queue
Only blood and bandages
Snake oil’s back in fashion – the rattler’s on the run
But the good ol’ boys will get him
They like their hunting fun
We’re living in a future where we’re dying by the gun
If the barbers cannot save us the fait accompli’s done..
Raise the barber’s pole, red, white and blue
Let the sign reassure you
No more need for health care
And no need for you to queue
Only blood and bandages
Raise the barber’s pole, red, white and blue
Let the sign reassure you
No more need for health care
And no need for you to queue
Only blood and bandages
Blood and bandages
Only blood and bandages, yeah.
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2. |
Everything On Gold
04:29
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Hey Mister, I got no wish to bother you
You're a busy man and so much better than me
But I wish that you would walk a mile in my shoes
And learn how fickle fate can be.
Hey Mister, I got big dreams too
One day I’ll build a boat down by the sea
But I can’t hold a candle to you
You take just what you want, and oh so publicly
Red is the colour of sedition
Blue a hue so cold
You sold off all our future options
We gambled everything on gold
Hey mister I think it’s true
Strange as it seems you’re just the same as me
You eat and drink and sleep like I do
So perhaps you’d like to play a game with me
Hey mister, shall we roll the dice
And see if we can’t get ourselves some kicks
I hear that you’re as cold as ice
And that there ain’t a game that you can’t fix
Red is the colour of sedition
Blue a hue so cold
You sold off all our future options
We gambled everything on gold
Hey, mister it seems that you have lost
But if you don’t mind I would rather not
Be the bank and make you pay the cost
Coz I just don’t want anything you’ve got
Yes mister, we’re all the same under the skin
You can have this one for free
And if you really want to win
You should learn some lessons from history
Every empire falls
And every human dies
And no one loves the fool
Who builds a tower of lies
Red is the colour of sedition
Blue a hue so cold
You sold off all your future options
You gambled everything on gold
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3. |
Alien In Slovenia
02:43
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Don’t forget to polish the nukes babe
I know it’s a pain, but it has to be done
And keep on top of the media
See you later hun
See you later
I’ll be in Slovenia
I’ve got a hot date
With a young face
An alien like me
Oh but he’s not an alien
In Slovenia
Please remember to feed the fish
Throw ‘em a tweet, once or twice every day
And update your personal black list
Cos I’m going away
Yes I’m going away to Slovenia
I’ve got a hot date with a young face
An alien like me
Oh but he’s not an alien
In Slovenia
He’s not an alien in Slovenia
No, He’s not an Alien in Slovenia
Please put a stop to democracy
That job’s been waiting for too long now
But don't sweat about global warming
See ya. Ciao.
See ya. I’ll be in Slovenia
I’ve got a hot date with a young face
An alien like me
Oh but he’s not an alien
In Slovenia
I’ve got a hot date with a young face
An alien like me
Oh but he’s not an alien
In Slovenia
he’s not an alien
In Slovenia
Don’t worry, I’m not leaving ya
It’s just a bit of fun on the side
Let’s make thing a little bit seedier
What a crazy ride
I’ve got a hot date with a young face
An alien like me
Oh but he’s not an alien
In Slovenia
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
I’ve got a hot date with a young face
An alien like me
But he’s not an alien In Slovenia
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
He’s not an alien In Slovenia
No, no, no, no
And I’m not an alien in Slovenia
Always Yours
From Slovenia
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4. |
Everything Is Wasted
03:24
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There’s a universe where you’ll find
That it’s still a mans world
And there’s a forsaken mine
Where you’ll still find coal
Oh, I’ve got a burning question
Concerning tomorrow
Is it really so easy
To go and lose your soul
Soul, soul
Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys
Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys,
All the big boys
Come on the big boys
There’s a fear in my tiny mind
Buried in this Lizard Brain
It surfaces from time to time
In the sun or in the rain
Oh I’ve got a burning question
Concerning the future
Could all of us grown up monkeys
Go and be retrained
trained, retrained
Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys
Small hands on the tiller
Stormy weather
See the Man-child
With the new toys
He wants to play with all the big boys
All the big boys, Come on the big boys
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Everything gets wasted around here
Come On the Big boys
With your big toys
You’re so impressive
We’re so in awe
Come on you big, big boys
With your big, big toys
You’re not frightened
You’re dinosaurs
Everything is wasted
Everything is wasted
Everything is wasted
Everything is wasted
Oh oh meteorite
Oh oh meteorite
Oh oh meteorite
Oh oh meteorite
Oh Oh, everything is wasted
Oh Oh, everything is wasted
Oh Oh, everything is wasted
Oh Oh
Come on the mammals
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5. |
End In Tears
03:27
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Tears, end in tears
It can only end in tears
Tears, end in tears
It can only end in tears
The dogs in the street will tell you
Everything is gonna blow
They are out of things to sell you
Only one way it can go
Oh they’ve been making straw men
And flying them on the wind
When will we ever learn
Taken for fools again
Well, someone’s got to say it
They played upon our fears
If you’re asking my opinion
It can only end in tears
Oooh, yeaaah
It can only end in tears
Tell me what’s your greatest fear
Come look me in the eye
Tell me what will ease your pain
I promise not to lie
Well, someone’s got to say it
They played upon our fears
If you’re asking my opinion
It can only end in tears
Ohohoh Yeaaaah
It can only end in tears
Tears, End in Tears
It can only end in tears
Never read the headline
That’s where they set their traps
Always read the small print
That’s where they hide the crap…
Well, someone’s got to say it
They played upon our fears
If you’re asking my opinion
Are you asking my opinion?
Ohohoh, yeaaaah,
It can only end in tears
Ohohoh, yeaaaah,
It can only end in tears
Tears, End in Tears
It can only end in tears
Tears, end in tears
It can only, only, only
Only, only, only
It can only, only only end in tears
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6. |
Like Minds
05:08
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High up in the eyrie
Looking down on this mad world
I know I’m no eagle, I know I’m no bird
Minding my own business- it’s always better that way
But sometimes you know it gets so hard
When your eyes are burning and you can’t look away
So here is my message, I give it to you
See if it holds a sign or a clue
No need to read between the lines
I’m reaching out, reaching out for like minds
This world is a savage place, a savage place
And you can’t un-see things you’ve already seen
I’ve got my opinions
And I’m clear on what I believe to be true
Need to cut through the silence
I got to break through
Can anybody hear me?
Can anybody hear me?
Does anyone relate?
So here is my message, I give it to you
See if it holds a sign or a clue
There’s no need to read between the lines
Reaching out, I’m reaching out for like minds
Reaching out, I’m reaching out for like minds
This world is a savage place, a savage place
And you can’t un-see things you’ve already seen
I’m in my small corner
Helplessly raging at injustice in this world
Geopolitics have dragged us beyond the absurd
With every stroke of the dictator’s pen
Mankind is moving backwards
To the dark ages once again
So here is my message, I give it to you
See if it holds a sign or a clue
There’s no need to read between the lines
Reaching out, I’m reaching out for like minds
Reaching out, I’m reaching out,
I’m reaching, I’m reaching out
Reaching out, reaching out for like minds
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7. |
Weaver's Bay
04:19
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That day saw no dawn
As we sailed from Weaver’s Bay
Leaving the iron rings in the rocks,
Leaving everything that we had
Leaving it behind forever…
And the fires on the hillside
Showed me my home as we slipped past
For the last time Foindle,
For the last time Tir mo Graidh
I couldn’t find the tears to show my love for you
Couldn’t find the tears to show my love for you
And the squalls mocked us
In the shelter of the bay
You’re safe here on the loch
They seemed to say
Leaving behind the land
Our land for generations
Our land for ever
Before the sheep came
Before the landlords (curse their black hearts)
Before the landlords…
But we’ll soon be on the ocean
We’ll soon be on the wild, wild ocean
Crossing the Minch
Crossing the Atlantic
Into the great unknown
Now I’m starting my life again
Starting my life all over again
But I’ve seen enough life
To last me the rest of my days
72 years and I’m sailing away
From Weaver’s Bay
I’m sailing away
From Weaver’s Bay
Sailing away, I’m sailing away
From Weaver’s Bay
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8. |
Ranches And Mansions
04:08
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Ranches and mansions don’t mean much to me
without love, what good is property
there in the distance I see heaven above
And they say that peace arrives
on the wings of a dove
The wings of a dove
Better buckle up for a rough ride
the word has just come down
everything is changing
In this backwoods town
no time for comfort
no time to contemplate
tomorrow night we must be gone
There’s nothing to debate
So we set our hearts to leaving
We work the whole day long
To keep the children’s spirits high
We sing a travellers song
“Mi corazon ansia por ir
Lejos de esta tierra
Lejos de esta tierra extranjera
Volver a Mexico”
By the time we reach the mountain wall
Towards the promised land
everything is desert
everything is sand
the darkness of a false dawn
keeps the sun from sight
after burning all our bridges
we can’t see any light
Before us faces made of rock
And built by human hand
Look down from a naked sky
`Upon this barren land
We stand there gazing upwards
At the scale of human sin
The wall they built to keep us out
Is keeping us in
The dogs of war are panicked
the hell -hound’s on our trail
we’re heading for the endgame,
bow your head and draw the veil
the party’s almost over now
feel free to place your bets
someone blow the whistle
too late for regrets
We turn our backs upon the wall
And as we stand and stare
The sound of hooves approaches
Hot dust in the air
We hold each other closer
My love and I, we kiss
The greedy they know only war
They never had this
Ranches and mansions don’t mean much to me
without love, what good is property
there in the distance I see heaven above
And they say that peace arrives
on the wings of a dove
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9. |
Too Much Of Everything
03:58
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A tender touch is such a rare thing these days
A pure soul, cause for celebration
There’s not much left, for rainy days
But I’m still proud of my nation
Oh we’ve got oil
To save the day
And oil can pay for anything
But though we’re rich, in so many ways
There’s too much of everything
Except for
Sweet smiles from folk who care
And good conversations
Upon this blood red flag I swear
I’m still proud of my nation
Yes we’ve got gold in towers high
Oh boy, they’re amazing
But just like mama’s pumpkin pie
There’s too much of everything
Too much of everything
Everything is cold
Everything is crazy
Everything’s about to explode
Everything baby
Everything is greed
Everything is hate
Everything’s a one way street
Everything’s too late
Everything is power
Everything is money
Everything's a sting in the tail
Everything honey
Everything is me
Nothing about you
Everything plain
Is looking confused
Everything is gone
Every last book
Everything is ours
Everything’s too much
A tender touch is such a rare thing these days
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10. |
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See us smirking sideways
And laughing up our sleeves
Our plan for taking over was accomplished with such ease
Only six months and counting, and then
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
It was a stroke of genius
To give that man the tools
To bring about his fall from grace and expose the inner fool
Perfect for our weirdo army
Perfect, Perfect
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
So says the book
The dork who taught him how to Tweet’s
A goober hero now
And since the tower came tumbling down
The freaks have made a vow
We’re going to take control, yeah
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
So says the book
Don’t let the cat out of the bag
Don’t let that pussy scream
There’s a goddamn Trojan horse
Outside the West Wing
Of the American Dream
Yeah
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
The Geeks shall inherit the earth
Don’t let the cat out of the bag
Don’t let that pussy scream
There’s a goddamn Trojan horse
Don’t let the cat out of the bag
Oh, don’t let that pussy scream
There’s a goddamn Trojan horse
Outside the West Wing
Of the American Dream
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The Strunts Campbeltown, UK
The Strunts travel from Folk-Rock to Cow-Punk visiting various strange and heaven-forsaken towns in between. The songs contain a good shot of compassion mixed with a generous splash of desperate cynicism and black humour that befits their status as The Kings of (Melodic) Curmudgeon. Catch them before they become a global phenomenon and/or are extradited somewhere unpleasant. ... more
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