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Road Song
03:13
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Road Song
Well we all hit the road and we run
Chased by shadows we follow the sun
Come the end of the trail we all lose
And you are only the road that you choose
You fall to your knees and you pray
For a sign that will show you the way
But the devil waits just round the bend
There to greet you, Lord have mercy amen
There’s no rest and we all travel blind
Golden chances go slipping behind
We go chasing down a dream that ain’t real
And we’re all fast asleep at the wheel
Did they tell you that your highway was clear?
Ah well boy, it’s all downhill from here
See that light up ahead how it shines?
That’s the hellfire at the end of the line
Well we all hit the road and we run
Chased by shadows we follow the sun
Come the end of the trail we all lose
And you are only the road that you choose
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How it Goes
02:20
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How it Goes
Washing’s out the rain comes down that’s the way it goes
Kiss her then she kicks you out that the way it goes
We’re all just waiting for the night to fall
Nothing lasts for ever that’s just the way it…
Slips up behind you when you get ahead
Waits until you’re sleeping then kicks you out of bed
On their knees they’re calling you the King
Toast your success but you know they spiked the drink
So love hard and drink deep when it comes around
Laugh when you jump my son cos you know you’re coming down
Don’t hide in the shadows waiting for the dawn
Cos love turns darkest just before she’s…
Gone in the morning, it’s breakfast on your own
Washing’s out the rain comes down that’s the way it goes
Take your best shot, seize the day, everybody knows
That nothing ever lasts forever that’s just the way it goes
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Straight Up
02:49
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Straight Up
The Pharoahs put a man on the moon, straight up
Monkey got to heaven on a weather balloon, straight up
Your smartphone’s micro-waving your head
Rachel Riley wants to take me to bed, straight up
Everything I tell you is the god’s honest truth, straight up
They found Eldorado and the Fountain of Youth, straight up
Their cloning dinosaurs in Jurassic Park
Leaders are all lizards wearing rubber masks, straight up
Drugs in the water are controlling your mind, straight up
Online porn’s gonna make you go blind, straight up
Masons and Templars have stitched us all up
Scotland’s going to win the next World Cup, straight up
Gonna build a wall around the land of the free, straight up
The truth is whatever you want it to be, straight up
No oriental virus gonna make me unwell
Got a bigger gun I’m going to blow it to hell, straight up
Illuminati Zionists are running the show, straight up
Mohammed was a Martian with his own UFO straight up
The Yellow Peril’s spreading disease
But I’ve got disinfectant and a needle so I shoot up
The nasty cough I caught was a communist plot, straight up
Ice don’t melt when the weather is hot, straight up
Elvis lives in an alien zoo
With Adolph Hitler, Bowie and a penguin or two, straight up
A little Nostradamus and a tarot card or two
The Book of Revelations and the Bride of Fu Manchu
A little Mr. Crowley and a little Dr. Dee
Holocaust denial and the Whitehouse twitter feed
Love and evolution are a liberal scam, straight up
God made us all with a clap of his hands, straight up
Send me a donation start saying your prayers
The President’s an angel and it’s all his own hair, straight up
Don’t listen to the experts and the boffins and docs, straight up
Trust in gurus, crystals, prophets and gods, straight up
The earth’s dead flat and the moon’s made of cheese
God is gonna help you if you’re down on your knees, straight up
Their gonna build a telescope to blow up the sun, straight up
They hold alien bar mitzvahs in Area 51, straight up
God is an American no word of a lie
The Pope is homosexual and we’re all going to die, straight up
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Blood on our Hands
04:22
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Blood on our Hands
It’s too easy to point the finger, too easy to know that I’m right
Too easy to watch from a distance and blame somebody else for the fight
A socialist’s fighting for freedom, another socialist lies
The faithless pick on the faithful and an innocent enemy dies
Capitalists and jihadis, kings and queens of this land
We’re claiming your crown but we’re living it down
Cos we’ve all got blood on our hands
Remember who pays the cost when you fight the cause
Remember who pays the cost when you fight the cause
Sometimes you’ve got to throw punches and sometimes you’ve got to throw stones
Sometimes it’s you and sometimes it’s them who drag the body bags home
So don’t pretend that we’re perfect, don’t pretend that we’re pure
Sometimes the sinner’s a fascist alright but sometimes the sinner is you
And if the struggle turns into a battle with both side counting their dead
We’d better make sure that we’re making amends and build something better instead
Remember who pays the cost when you fight the cause
Remember who pays the cost when you fight the cause
Remember who pays the cost when you fight the cause
Not every bloody fanatic kills in the name of their god
Not every sword swinging crusader strikes in the name of the lord
Sometimes our hands can get dirty and anger can twist into hate
If we think that we’re right because we’re winning the fight that don’t mean we’re not to blame
So ask your enemies for forgiveness and show some humility do
Cos if justice for all is our clarion call then they’d better see some of it too
Remember who pays the cost when we fight the cause
Remember who pays the cost when we fight the cause
Remember who pays the cost when we fight the cause
Remember who pays the cost when we fight the cause
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Blue Lamp
01:56
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Blue Lamp
Want a taste of heaven? Come follow me
Through the rain and cold and dark streets of Aberdeen
To the den and the hiding place where all the cool cats go
Where the blues and the jazz go down beneath the Blue Lamp glow
Step out with me kiss hard
In Mr. Brown’s magic bar
Want a touch of wonder? Come follow me
To where the drunken angels and the devil meet
Old Blind Dogs and Lemon Tarts and Spider dig the show
Where drums beat and the fiddles dance beneath the Blue Lamp glow
Her eyes stabbed through my heart
In Sandy Brown’s magic bar
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Crusader
06:25
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Crusader
Crusader heed the call
Crusader take the cross
We come to claim Jerusalem
We come to rape Byzantium
Our Saviour brings a sword
Our Masters give the word
Kill the guilty and the innocent
The Lord will know his own, Amen
Bezier, the countless dead
Acre, harvest of heads
Purge your soul of mortal sin
Cleansed in the blood of Saracens
Caedite eos
Caedite eos
Novit enim Dominus
Qui sunt eius
Crusader heed the call
Crusader take the gun
Crusader coming on the air
Crusader coming say your prayers
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Looking into Atoms (The LHC song for primary kids as requested by John Hegley)
The fields of Switzerland conceal
A mighty doughnut made of steel
That spins wee atoms round and round
Five hundred feet beneath the ground
They’re far too wee for me to see
Like T.Rex trying to find a pea
But when they spin and then collide
They split and show us what they hide
Inside
Like a campfire needs a spark
Like a firework lights up the dark
The tiny Legos of reality
Are lit up by the LHC
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Dick
03:28
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Dick
I’m a dick, I’m a dick yes I’m up my own arse
Every relationship turns into a farce
I’m going to need more bandages to cover the scars
If I’m going to be an arsehole I’m going to own it
If there’s a helpline for dickheads I’m going to phone it
Got an onanistic sex toy and I’m going to bone it
You’re a glamour girl, I’m drab, drab, drab
You’re a Goddess, I’m a crawler
You’re a mosaic, I’m a paving slab
You’re larger than life and I’m just growing smaller
I’d love to sell my songs but I know that I can’t
I want to be a giant but I’m really an ant
Every clever lyric turns into a rant
My boss has got a dirty pair of boots that I lick
All the songs I write just make everyone sick
You smell like a rose but I feel like a prick
You’re a Rembrandt, I’m an unmade bed
I’m a Shrigley, you’re a Miro
I’m a sleeping bag, you’re a four poster bed
I’m just a number, you’re a superhero
I’m banging my guitar because I’m seeking attention
I’m only going to lose trying to win your affection
My desperation grows like an unwanted erection
If I’m going to be an arsehole I’m going to own it
If there’s a helpline for dickheads I’m going to phone it
Got an onanistic sex toy and I’m going to bone it
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Bite Me
02:42
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Bite Me
When he’s cold do you cry? Do you sing that you’re lonely?
When he’s full of himself do you wish he would listen?
When he lords it over you and it’s all gone to his head
Turn your passion on to me, I’ll turn my passion on to you
Take me kiss rise up
Dance sing scream make love
Electricity and light, naked and aflame
Queen of Rapture, Queen of Blood, yes I know who you are
Burn slow climb squeeze me
Burn shine come with me
Let the madness take control bring all your crazy into bed
Bite the apple, shake the tree, break your chains and take a ride on me
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Zeitgeist
06:08
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Zeitgeist
I am sick of all your shit, I’m going to tear it down
Gonna kill your heroes and your gods
Gonna smash your face with my guitar
I want to make you bleed, I am going to crack your skull
Gonna trample everything to dust
Gonna blow it all to kingdom come - like this
We’re crawling through the rubble you’re sitting on your throne
We’re gonna grab the pieces sling them through the air and break your teeth
Every yacht and catwalk, every penthouse suite
Every helicopter is thrown onto bonfires on our streets
It’s the day of judgement your reckoning has come
Let the bombs start falling and watch our cities burn
We have had a bellyful of you, we will purify with flame
Gonna tear your banks and temples down
Gonna pour more petrol on the fire
We are faceless, we are cursed, we have nothing left to lose
Gonna stick a needle in your eye
Gonna wash away your bullshit with your blood – like this
You’re so high and mighty, you’re so out of touch
We’re gonna axe your towers spit and shove your faces in the dirt
All the clocks are broken, all our races run
We’ll burn it all to ashes strip you of your flesh and grind your bones
It’s the day of judgement your reckoning has come
Let the bombs start falling and watch our cities burn
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Rusted Trains
01:19
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Rusted Trains
Time has come
Time has come for me
Time has come for me now
Rusted trains
Rusted trains are
Rusted trains are angels
Come to carry me back home
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Richard Gorman Dundee, UK
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