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Ghosts Beneath the Sea
08:22
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Ghosts Beneath the Sea
Mosaic walls are shattered, a broken shelter for the young
Who seek out deeper shadows in the City of the Sun
From clear blue skies above us the bolts of lightning fell
So we crept out from the darkness in our little corner of hell
We carry only songs and tales to keep our spirits high
Feed them to hungry children and warn them not to cry
Placing trust in thieves and killers we cross the burning sands
Until we reach the southern shoreline and face the promised land
We carry only songs and tales to keep our spirits high
Feed them to hungry children and warn them not to cry
We pitch and we roll through the salt and the spray
And we pray for mercy to the wind and the waves
We who the living abandoned heed the call of the deep
And are welcomed by ancient ghosts beneath the sea
We are ghosts beneath the sea
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Vox Pop
03:23
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Vox Pop
I’m chillin’ with the slebs on my TV
I love them and they say that they love me
I’ll worship them until they fall from grace
Then wallow in the outrage and disgrace
Airbrushed photo opps are all I see
My favourite channel feeds the truth to me
I got all the latest touchscreen toys
I can always hear my master’s voice
Vox Pop! Vox Pop! Vox Pop!
Vox Pop! Vox Pop! Vox Pop!
LOL now I don’t laugh for real
Emoticons will tell you how I feel
I rate the latest headlines one to ten
They’re making sure I never question them
How I vote won’t matter in the end
Consumer feedback builds the latest trends
Now I understand what life is all about
I’ve got an app to help me work it out
Vox Pop! Vox Pop! Vox Pop!
Vox Pop! Vox Pop! Vox Pop!
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Draw Blood
05:15
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Draw Blood
The time for soft words and kindness is done
The hawks are out hunting and reason has flown
It’s time to take bombs to their wires and their fences
To stand up and shout down this fascist charm offensive
Lift the truth from the mud and burnish the blade
Now it is time to draw blood
Moderates dither, the soft centre rots
We vote in the monsters our forefathers fought
Social compromise withers, the contract expires
So meet them with steel and meet them with fire
Lift the truth from the mud and sharpen the blade
Now it is time to draw blood
We write angry letters and we’re talking tough
But talking tough’s easy and this song’s not enough
Post truth promotes bigots so we swing to the right
Come on get your hands dirty and take up the fight
Lift the truth from the mud and swing the blade
Now it is time to draw blood
Lift the truth from the mud and bring down the blade
Now it is time to draw blood
Monsters sing tomorrow belongs to me
Take it back for your daughters and sons
Monsters sing tomorrow belongs to me
Take it back for our daughters and sons
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Black Friday
04:02
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Black Friday
Black Friday’s coming it’s time to choose a side
The storm heads gather and lightning splits the night
You thought you’d turn a blind eye you thought you’d turn the tide
Now you’re running scared but you can’t escape the fight
Final judgement’s coming, here’s your reckoning at last
You wouldn’t lift a finger, wouldn’t pull it out your arse
There’s that familiar banner the white, the red, the black
You help them fire the ovens now it’s time for bone and skin and ash
Black Friday’s coming you’ll reap what you sow
You watched your bridges burning now that strange fruit starts to grow
You bend your knee to tyrants and the money gods they serve
But now Black Friday’s coming and you’ll get what you deserve
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Eternity
04:37
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Eternity
Want to live, tell me do you really want to live?
If you try could it be that you will never die?
Eternity
Judgement Day, you’re making sure you never have to pay
Before you’re old, can you be cloned and digitise your soul?
Will you see Eternity
And you watch us scrape and scramble from your palace in the clouds
Afraid that when your heart stops you’ll join us down below
Join us down below
Kings and queens, billionaires and pharaohs share the dream
Could it be that scientists confer divinity?
Eternity
Your end deferred have you reserved the bolt gun for the herd?
Immortality, a disembodied ghost in the machine
Will you see Eternity?
And we drink and fuck and gamble in the rats maze at your feet
And we hate and love and marvel at the pavement and the stars
The pavement and the stars
Want to live, tell me do you really want to live?
Kiss the dirt, get down on your knees and kiss the dirt
How else will you know?
Catch the beat, the hustle and the bustle of the street,
Feel the heat
How else will you know that you have played your part?
Lift that song, let out your precious breath and sing along
How else will you know that you played from the heart?
Want to live, tell me do you really want to live?
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Clickbait
03:13
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Clickbait
Presence, you’ve got to build your online presence
Mobile, you’ve got to boost your social profile
When they connect, search and investigate you know you want to be their
Clickbait, clickbait
Like it, the world needs to know if you dislike it
Hosting, you paste and plagiarise the views you’re posting
When they’re scrolling through their favourites you know you want to be their
Clickbait, clickbait
Trending, selectively you cull and you’re unfriending
Upload, you’re bedtime performance to the freak show
Naked, you photoshop and overdub to fake it
When they sext and masturbate you know you want to be their
Clickbait, clickbait
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Pure
04:28
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Pure
James has a Swiss army knife
And it’s all that his father left
And the blades are so sharp and so pure
It’s the damage
It’s the pure fucking damage
Anne’s grandad does his best
But she likes the guys and the highs
Like her mother before she went south
She was the damage
The pure fucking damage
Jamie’s on the drum stool, Jamie’s rappin’ Ice Cube,
He’s straight outta Dryburgh, his big brother met the View
Jamie spends his cash on fags, Jamie smells of sweat and ash,
Jamie’s got a secret stash, Jamie and the cymbals crash
Anne’s got James by the hand
And she says that she’ll never let go
But his hands and his fingers grow cold
It’s so hard to be 15 years old
The moon looks down from the Law
And she shines and she’s keeping the score
And her light in your veins is so pure
It’s the damage
It’s the pure fucking damage
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Secrets
04:46
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Secrets
Do you think you know a secret? Do you think nobody knows?
Do you think you’re going to keep it somewhere it doesn’t show?
A private indiscretion, a shadow from the past
Or would you like to with someone close to your heart?
We are always watching, electric spies on every street
We are your reflection keep your eyes on the screen
You send your private letters, in cyber envelopes
Our eyes are always open, they never have to close
As you search the dark recesses and guilty corners of your soul
On your little box of wonders you always lose your self-control
We are always watching electric spies in every home
Our arms are always around you, you are never alone
We will keep you from danger, now there is no wilderness
No trackless horizon beyond our satellites and GPS
Because we are always watching, electric spies on every street
We are your reflection keep your eyes on the screen
Because we are always watching electric spies in every home
Our arms are always around you, you are never alone
So there’s no need to worry as we serve and we protect
Feel the warm gaze of our kindness on the back of your neck
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Meme Me
05:32
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Meme Me
How far the sunlight? How far the stars?
How far the moon from where we are?
Is that who I could be up on the screen?
Living out the billboard dream
Sell me fantasies, sell me sex and lies
I swallow, I consume and I die
I buy everything so nothing is my own
I’m in the crowd alone
Meme me
Meme me
The golden mountain, the perfect beach
The faster car just out of reach
The distant glamour, fortune and fame,
The expose, the fatal shame
No need for taking time or thinking for myself
I leave the hardcore shit to someone else
And when they point the finger at the damaged and the strange
It’ll be okay
If I just look away
Meme me
Meme me
Meme me
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Sorry You Can’t Play Here
Sorry you can’t play here, move along now please
Sorry you can’t play here, sling your hook and leave
Remember playing football with your best friend in the park?
The parkie out for blood if you set foot on his grass
Remember that old bugger with the ‘keep out’ on his wall?
You had to run like lightning to get back your missing ball
Sorry you can’t play here, move along now please
Sorry you can’t play here, sling your hook and leave
We were jammin’ in the town hall when the jobsworth had to ask
If we’d quit the Victor Jara and stick our guitars in our bags
The punters were all loving it but the council wanted cash
While we paid for their wages with our bloody council tax
Sorry you can’t play here, move along now please
Sorry you can’t play here, sling your hook and leave
If you want to speak it’s going to cost you money
There’s no profit in free speech or a free country
They’re selling off the kingdom pound by pound
And we’re quickly running out of common ground
Sorry you can’t play
I was strumming in Trafalgar on a sunny, summer’s day
When an ego in a uniform told me to ‘put that thing away’
There were a thousand screaming tourists and a hundred howling kids
But practicing your guitar scales is a National Security Risk
Sorry you can’t play here, move along now please
Sorry you can’t play here, sling your hook and leave
If you want to speak it’s going to cost you money
There’s no profit in free speech or a free country
They’re selling off the kingdom pound by pound
And we’re quickly running out of common ground
Sorry you can’t play here
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Welcome Song
05:48
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Welcome Song
Toora toora tooraye ay, a white cross and a sky of blue
Toora toora tooraye ay, Scotland’s children welcome you
Cam ye fae a land o’ fire? Cam ye fae a land o’ war?
Cam ye fae a tyrant’s nest? Cam ye here and lay your head
Toora toora tooraye ay, a white cross and a sky of blue
Toora toora tooraye ay, Scotland’s children welcome you
Now ye have outrun the flood, sailed across the sea of blood
Beyond the rich oppressor’s gun, we bless the paths that led to us
Toora toora tooraye ay, a white cross and a sky of blue
Toora toora tooraye ay, Scotland’s children welcome you
Fae border lands tae northern isles, fae lowland toon and mountain high
We thank you for the gifts you bring, your courage and your history
Toora toora tooraye ay, a white cross and a sky of blue
Toora toora tooraye ay, Scotland’s children welcome you
The faithful and the faithless bide (ie live) beneath our banner side by side
Arm in arm one family beneath the saltire fair and free
Toora toora tooraye ay, a white cross and a sky of blue
Toora toora tooraye ay, Scotland’s children welcome you
Toora toora tooraye ay, a white cross and a sky of blue
Toora toora tooraye ay, Scotland’s children welcome you
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Richard Gorman Dundee, UK
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