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What Victor Said
02:02
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Boys will be boys if the monsters sell them toys,
Annoyed by all the silence,
Annoyed by all the noise
and he said....
Hit him on the head
that`s what victor said
Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
are you gonna take that?
or are you gonna change that?
Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
Don`t kill a man with a fist when you can have a violent antique,
Victor`s shares go up when the blood pours down on the streets
and he said....
Hit him on the head
that`s what victor said
Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
are you gonna take that?
or are you gonna change that?
Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
kick him in the sack with a steel toe cap
hit him on the head
hit him on the head
thats what victor said
hit him on the head with a baseball bat
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Overheard in the Westend
03:59
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Overheard in the westend
its hard to tell whose real and whose pretending
Overheard in the westend
Overheard in the westend
he claimed the guy from Snow Patrol was his best friend
its the wrong dynamic
Byres Road is Too Commercial
we want retro like a dress rehershal
before the mattinee , private booth
on hand butler while we rip off Muse
I`ll wear my V.I.P badge with pride
I`ll be a student all my life
pay good money for very bad charlie
Charlie Sheen meets Nathan Barley
Overheard in the westend
its kinda hard to tell whose real and whose pretending
Overheard in the westend
he claimed the guy from Snow Patrol is his best friend
Said with Pretension
Organic Quails eggs hand delivered
designer shades on in a middle of a blizzard
give me an apple not too tart or sweet
It`s not for me but for the dog you see
look down on Partick like a portaloo
Champagne, Chinos and a Port Salut
daddys money buys social barriers
Iceland shopping in Waitrose carriers
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Nightmare
03:56
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I awoke from a nightmare and it suddenly dawned
ide been scammed and been conned and been wrong all along
It was then that i knew that monsters were real
its good to receive but it`s better to steal
your fishmonger eyes tell that you sell fish
hi there nightmare
you`re a nightmare
first time i met you i knew you were a nightmare
angry litle nightmare
your face would make a soldier throw down his weapon
his advantage and fight fair
you are a nightmare
angry little nightmare
you are a nightmare
The pope screamed jesus christ but it wasnt in vein
he was comparing with the queen all the wars in their name
whose bad whose good
whose misunderstood
whose seperate by the way they interpret a book
Your fishmonger eyes tell that you sell fish
hi there nightmare you`re a nightmare
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Countdown To Tinnitus
04:20
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`Countdown to Tinnitus`
People talk about One self Two much
at any given Second
in the Third person
go Forth and drink a Fifth of gin
Ive got a Sixth sense for the Seventh deadly sin
I should ve Eight something
before the Nine bar subcrawl
playing Tennis with tinnitus
in a tunnel feeling awful
clock ticking on my ears innocence
Bus stop apocalypse
countdown to tinnitus
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
I broke through the Ten commandments
Like a cat with Nine lives
I lost my head like all of Henry the 8th`s wives
I slept through the Seventies
awoke the Sixth of June with a sick sense of humour
Let`s bet our landlords Five hundred monthly rent based purely on a taxi driver rumour
I ate forbidden fruit with the Three wise men
Went Two church in fancy dress once never again
clock ticking on my ears innocence
Bus stop apocalypse
countdown to tinnitus
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
The silence keeps me awake at night
its the feedback
the white noise
the wind chimes
it goes through me
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Idiots Guide to Karma
03:32
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I was young, stupid and broke
needed something to read
put it in my rucksack coz it wasnt cheap cheap cheap
I was on my way out
then the buzzer went beep beep beep
Brass neck
onlookers chuckled
in the store detectives grip
I was huckled
they ignored my pleas of please dont phone the police
then had a read
it was the stupidest theft that they de ever heard of
I just shoplifted the idiots guide to karma
they had to let me know they didnt want any drama
The police wouldnt jail me
or even took the book
they just shrugged their shoulders and shot me a look
worried that the bad vibes would rub off on them
and from theirs to theirs
and his to hers and theres to theres
I didnt understand
till i read it on the train
then the penny dropped on my one pound brain
I couldnt give it away, I couldnt give it away
Oh I wanna wake up in Tokyo
Somewhere the book would never know
burning pages makes no difference
burning pages cant ease no consience
I couldnt give it away, couldnt give it away
the karma
they had to let me go they didnt want any drama
using earplugs on the train
blocking out the chaos
i need not a curer
just silence from these voices
today they speak in glowing terms about everyone
in fact as long as they all shut up
they ll be no need for that rock whats in my rucksack
buried deep
from my deep sub consience and my childhood
although now we barely speak speak speak speak
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shonzo the security guard,
he ll let you fill your pockets coz he knows times are hard
shonzo the security guard,
moonlights as a bouncer, the man in charge .
no drugs
no entry
confiscating everything
later on he sells you
it back back back
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I Want Answers
04:19
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easily lead
like the fear you dread
the panic attack
when your eyes go red
the spanner in the works
if it works you must be gullable
to think it wont break
your gonna lose what you got
just admit and keep on walking
crawl up the stairs
pretend your not talking
shocking state of affairs
we always end up
thinking up plans cause we re so damn fed up
too many scapegoats, too many chancers
i hope that i wake up and i`ll finally get answers
too many questions
keep your suggestions
I want answers
blood on your hands of greed
skates on your feet
you`ll still smell of roses if you deligate deciept
dont listen to me, your friends or the news
for every wise word you`ll hear a hundred thousand fools
there`s a smile on my face
in my heart there`s resentment
urban jungle of cement its a peasants contentment
lets never speak again but ill call you tomorrow
say sorry with a threat yes, beg , steal, borrow
too many scapegoats, too many chancers
i hope that i wake up and i`ll finally get answers
too many questions
keep your suggestions
I want answers
It`s a two horse race and we re running from the chase
with guilt and remorse and its written on your face
stamp mug on your forehead
we were all born yesterday
we will all die tomorrow
every day is judgement day
Yay!
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Drip Effect
02:30
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The drip effect of darkness
the constant cold is taking it`s toll
Five hours later you`re Ten miles from home
you only went for a stroll
talking football with a taxi driver
his disposition
his disposition is as bleak as yours
alienate everyone whenever you can
take a sedative north of Edinburgh
does that sound like a plan?
I lost my braincells somewhere between the Sub Club and the Classic Grand
hand them in if you can
I lost my ticket and my band
like a stray cat running down the railway line
the felines (feelings) unpredictable
and the train is timed
the drip effect of madness
this broken road is paved with mould
a wolf in sheep`s clothing, cunning and bold
it`s got you controlled
you were rushed
like a bill
swanked through parliament
on stilts and roller-blades
handled with oven-gloves
shotgun to your head
McGhee 2011
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The Giros
03:30
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Do I wanna be a spaceman?
Do I Fuck
We want warehouse parties and amphetamine hugs
they want us to take vitamins and learn new skills
we want giro days and ecstasy pills
we want outdoor tripping on sunny days
and nobdy gives a fuck what the government says
i cant stand being in the rain
waiting on a train
groundhog dead repitition ripping at the brain
mundane environment
teenage retirement
studied for a year but didnt know what his higher meant
he spent three years on a sheet of paper
3 years to get twenty years to pay for
still have to graft as hard as your neighbour
nervous breakdown on your lunch-hour
save the heart attack for later
he s got his degree and he s finished his major
it ddnt mean fuck all he s still a minimum wager
Its the giros
Its the giros
Its the highs, the lows , The Jie s The Rows
Do I want to pay my train fare?
Do I Fuck!
Ill just sit and read the paper and chance my luck
blatant trainskipper
get off scot free from scotrail
not a criminal but one time i got jailed
do i want to join the army?
do I fuck
Im not brave or fearless enough
to get blown up
in a war i dont believe in
the news is misleading
rupert murdoch cheerleading for the bible-reading
fuck the council tax bill ill camp on a hill
get a job, get a job, get a job, get a real job
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