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Baloney and an Orange
02:40
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Tides rolling on
They dance a song
On hidey beach
Shells and shrapnel sands
Make amends
At the lips of the shore
You know it's rock n' roll
Fantastic four with the pedal stuck to the floor
No care, no hair, less underwear
We fare with instruments and hearts of gold
[There is no peace in victory]
A nasty cut that just won't stop bleeding
[Fortune is what we seek]
It's no surprise that this world's misleading
Let me convince you I'm intelligent
Throw me your pound coin from your purse
Roundabouts and alleyways have never looked so damn attractive now
Bring back the boys of the emerald way
The emerald way
Smoke weed, drink bare
Breaking down in the snow in the Weald somewhere
We play our dues but so have you
It's always been a joke to me
[There is no peace in victory]
An open wound that just won't stop bleeding
[Fortune is what we seek]
It's no surprise that this world's misleading
Let me convince you I'm intelligent
Throw me your pound coin from your purse
Roundabouts and alleyways have never looked so damn attractive now
Bring back the boys of the emerald way
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2. |
No Way For Rover
02:30
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When time was on my side
And I needed a friend
My heart could beat again
A ghost within resides
Of past mistakes
And belly aches
But if there's one thing I know
It's that all living things come to grow
Without love I'd just perish into shade
Well I know there comes a time
When we all should step in line
But this fire, flame and fervour just won't fade
It's locked up in my heart
The sound of your voice
As if I had a choice
And circumstances just
Seem to tear me apart
Tell me is it Science or Art?
Well I know there comes a time
When we all should step in line
But this fire, flame and fervour just won't fade
But if there's one thing I know
It's that all living things come to grow
Without love I'd just perish into shade
Well I know there comes a time
When we all should step in line
But this fire, flame and fervour just won't
I can't seem to shake it, I can't
I can hardly breathe
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I find myself falling away
From everything and everyone I love around me
I think it’s time to contemplate
Take a minute, think of all I’ve lost along the way
You all say that you’ll never leave
So sick of hearing that, there’s no way I could believe
You or anyone who says they’re sticking around
By the time I turn my head back, you’re out of town
And it’s always a pain
When it ruptures in my brain
And sends me insane
Everytime I put my trust in someone
They rip out part of my soul
I just keep getting let down
It’s the same old
I feel like I’ve been cursed and plagued
For every bad thing that's finally coming my way
So I’ll hide myself up in the clouds
Good luck to anyone who wants to try and reach me now
I’m so afraid of it
Feeling anything
I am so out of use
Stay home as a recluse
Will it ever change?
Stuck in circles on repeat
It’s so fucking lame
So sick of loving all these people who’ll
Eventually leave me on my own
I just keep getting let down
It’s the same old
It’ll stay the same
What a fool, to think it could be any other way
This is my life now, I’ll get used to it
Lose a friend here n there, I will take no hit
Or Lose the ‘love of my life’ again
And I’ll tell you ‘she ain’t shit’
Well that’s a fucking lie
Cos clearly, I’m not over any of it
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4. |
Skivilicious
03:03
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"I guess.." she said..
".. gonna meet you down at the big boy shed".
Now, I couldn't tell you I was hardy 'cept the part it states to be a fool.
They drool, so cool! Did I stall to mention my swimming pool?
It doesn't have a lifeguard but there's a sign up saying:
NO RUNNING
NO BOMBING
HEAVY PETTING'S OK WHEN YOU SEE THE RUM COMING
Wading in the shallow end too long but I'm still drowning.
I guess you don't know if I'm gonna see you down at the 50p machine? It's so keen to treat 'em mean, walk up and smoke a tree I woke up with some beans and toast up pops the toaster comin' up like 'Holy Trouser'.
I'm Mario, you're Bowser. Emulate me in your browser. I'm searching for the Princess but I don't know where you house her.
I'm ready, I'm steady, your bombs drop and I'm teaching already.
Wading in the shallow end too long and I'm still drowning.
[GREEBO]
‘I guess...’ she said
‘I like your steeze but boy you mess with my head’
Footsteps in cement that I’m too trashed to tread
Bought a patty but I didn’t pay
Smoked a watty, now I’m on my way
A cowboy with trainers and trains
Stains on my blue jeans, black grape KA
But every dog has its day, when it’s mine I’ll paint the whole world grey
Tweaking off fluoxetine
Melodramatic petulant post teens
I said ‘do you know what love even means?’
She said ‘you send me shit memes, not in your dreams’
She adjusted her smile, ordered a Guinness
Picked at her nail polish and said we were finished
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Thumbprint
04:04
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Just seems forever stops too soon
Unbreakable we stumble through the wreckage of the moon
Keep my vision pointed down
All hell broke loose and broke the noose and nothing made a sound, yeah
We've got to work this problem out
We all ache from this, have no doubt
We shattered all we made
Sweet requiem will tell me when my ghost train's been delayed
Keep on smilin' through this frown
This self abuse don't have no use 'cause it's us you're dragging down, dear
We've got to work this problem out
We all ache from this, have no doubt
Drip, drip, drip as my hand forgets it's grip
You think it's funny that I lost my money but I lost my honey and the blame's put solely on me, by me, by me.
Did I envisage this dispute?
I'd be lying if I claimed this ignorance was absolute
I've got the scars to prove
Come let me in so we being improving, no excuse, no!
We've got to work this problem out
We all ache from this, have no doubt
Drip, drip, drip as my hand forgets it's grip
You think it's funny that I lost my money but I lost my honey and the blame's put solely on me, by me, by me.
Drip, drip, drip as my hand forgets it's grip
You think it's funny that I lost my money but I lost my honey and the blame's put solely on me, by me, by me.
Yeah, the blame's put solely on me, by me, by me.
I blame myself
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6. |
Off the Nut
03:10
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What can I say?
What can I do?
I try to repair this
Try to see this through
But I don’t believe
That I have the patience
Or the self respect
So I sit in frustration
This anger inside me
Is a guise for the pain
Of course I’d go back
And start over again
But it’s too late for that
Shots fired, both sides
This gaping wound bleeds
And we slowly subside
Nothing will change what’s happened
Nothing will reverse the time
I don’t think I can ever trust you again
But fuck, do I still miss you
I showed you my darkest
And deepest side
I trusted you blindly
Let my guard down and cried
But you’ve used it against me
In no way that I thought
That you could ever, ever
I’m so fucking distraught
You won’t see my point
Blinded by your disgust
Never meant to insult you
Let this friendship combust
And you’ll pretend like it’s nothing
Stream babbling under
This bridge of resentment
My biggest blunder
Nothing will change what’s happened
Nothing will reverse the time
I don’t think I can ever trust you again
But fuck, do I still miss you
Does loyalty mean
Fuck all to you?
Where was my phonecall?
Two weeks left to stew
So I won’t confuse weakness
With anxiety
But the damage is done
No going back for me
Nothing will change what’s happened
Nothing will reverse the time
I don’t think I can ever trust you again
But fuck, do I still miss you
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7. |
Situationship
04:15
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I guess your motives were the same as mine
Another person, conversation, passing time
(We’re just condemned to the same old things)
Could never ever see you come my way
I feel something completely different every day
(Now its all my fault and I’m drowning)
Drowning in a sea
Of emotion sickness
In this sinking situationship
(Where you’re the captain and you won’t let me overboard)
Well if you think that I’m worth it
Then maybe converse it
I might pick up them phone calls, baby
We keep repeating the same thing
Without any meaning
This ship is goin’ nowhere steadily
I still remember the first time
I looked into your eyes
When things were once so clear to me
But now everything’s different
And something is missing
It can’t be the same as it used to be
and I still think about you every day
Now I can’t tell the difference between love and hate
(Was all this time just pretending?)
Now we’re driving down our opposite roads
My head will always turn in the direction of yours
(As I crash off into the sea)
Drowning in a sea
Of emotion sickness
In this sinking situationship
(I think it’s finally time for me to let this go)
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8. |
Sweeps
03:09
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I look back to the 1st of May last year
We strolled Sweeps and quaffed Kentish ale
Folk music was playing
We all were elated
You'd hurt your leg but still danced your way
Can't forget that smile you made
I wish I'd seen it more than you could give
So go throw your crutch away
I can't always support you but I make a good foot stool
I don't mean in a kinky way
I just think you're swell
I look back now there is nothing left
You broke me and got back with him
Assured me it's nothing
It's rough when there's something
I knew what was up the whole fucking time
Can't forget how you made me feel
You ripped my hear from my chest and then dragged it down
So go throw this life away
I tried to support you- every word you'd misconstrue
I regret giving you anything
Little broken bombshell
Can't forget how you made me feel
The whole world had to end for us to change and grow
So go live your life away
I wanted to stay true, those times we all go through
Thank you for the lessons, mate
The sun keeps shining on
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9. |
13 Sugarz
02:21
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I wish that I was good in the morning
I wish the people would leave me alone
I wish I could say things sugar-coated
I try and try and change my tone
I wish that the shame would not stick with me
I wish I didn’t smoke again
I wish my stomach could handle the whisky
So, when I drink there is no pain
Stupid birds tweeting in the morning
How could anything be so happy?
Give me coffee with 13 sugars
And let the monkey crash in time
I wish there was something that I could do
‘Bout my insecurities
It ends up ruining my relationships
Before the chance to pick up steam
Stupid birds tweeting in the morning
How could anything be so happy?
Give me coffee with 13 sugars
And let the monkey crash in time
Drink in four four time
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10. |
O, Melissa!
02:37
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O, Melissa!
O, Melissa! I understand
I sympathise with what you've had to do
O, Melissa! I could be with you
But puerile love's a pill I couldn't chew
Bringing joy to skater boys
And no-ones making any noise
A voice entombed in Hollywood's back yard
So swab away like Mr Sheen
You're just a dream, so squeaky clean
And that's why understanding you is hard
O, Melissa! The pain in your eyes
Facade, a mood in shrouded legacy
O, Melissa! Cut back down to size
Do you wanna punk or pamper like a queen?
Bringing joy to skater boys
And no-ones making any noise
A voice entombed in Hollywood's back yard
So swab away like Mr Sheen
You're just a dream, so squeaky clean
And that's why understanding you is hard
O, Melissa!
O, Melissa! Come back down to earth
Poor old Deryck hasn't been the same since 200?
Bringing joy to skater boys
And no-ones making any noise
A voice entombed in Hollywood's back yard
So swab away like Mr Sheen
You're just a dream, so squeaky clean
And that's why understanding you is hard
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You take your time and take
A shot just right through me
Right through my heart, formation,
Perfect in accuracy
Sharp as an arrow, piercing right through my hollow chest
I hope it takes me out, then
Maybe Ill get some rest
It tears me apart
Right back to the start
And now I cannot help but express all of my regret
Inefficiently
Left feeling so weak
Without you here I’m nothing, once again I feel bleak
I wish I could be
The one, you would see
The way you make me feel, I’d emulate, vividly
But these are just words
And they’ll always just hurt
Cos I don’t know how to say what I want, then I’m misheard
So please let me go
Head down my own road
Before that, there’s just one thing that I want you to know
Its that I always tried
that You were always on my mind
I’m so sorry I fucked this up, goodbye
I gotta let go sometime
You gotta let go sometime
You gotta let go sometime
I gotta let go sometime
I gotta let go sometime
You gotta let go sometime
We gotta let go sometime
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SKIV London, UK
Booty twerkin, apathy shirkin, dorothy perkin punk rock since 2016.
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