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Sick & Tired
02:26
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So sick and tired, that it's untrue
So sick and tired of the grind and the gripes and the endless moods
So sick and tired of the push on through
So sick and tired of the struggle to survive society's blues
Got the world on my back, the Atlas cursed is me
I've had days where the Solar System joined Earth for company
It's tough living in a vacuum, cos no-one hears you scream
Or may be they do and they ignore it, so we wallow our in misery
Tram rides and frozen slogs through unforgiving streets
What happened to the warm summer smiles? What happened to sympathy?
Seasonal disparity weighing down on me
This burden, this curse, this noose... It's time to cut myself free
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Kiez Freaks
01:39
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Head to the Späti, it's getting late
One last brew, so far all great
Get to the door, some chap in my way
Looking all messed up, been drinking all day
Kiez Freaks, Kiez Freaks
The fuck-ups from my part of town
Kiez Freaks, Kiez Freaks
At least they keep the rent prices down
Get through the door, head to the fridge
I hear a shout for beer from the outside bench
Open fridge door, grab two beers not one
If you can't beat 'em join 'em, this Kiez Freak won
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Sinking Island
02:45
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You swallowed all of that bad advice
Look at the mess we're in, look at the mess we're in
They fucked up, didn't think twice
Look at the mess we're in, we can barely swim
Deficient rags selling hateful stories
Twats tweeting their hopes and glories
Raising flags, saluting armageddon
Can't those fuckers see where this is heading?
Like Strummer said, “Oh hate and war:
The currency” and they'll make sure
To sell it right and blind people's reason
How the bloody hell can we escape this?
Oh, it seems like everybody's screwed
Oh, with all at stake and all to lose
Now the whole country's going bust
And no-one can do anything about it
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Listed
02:30
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Let’s make a list of all the things you did
Let’s make a list, who are you trying to kid?
Let’s make a list about what you said wrong
A list of excuses that’ll end up in a song
Let’s make a list of all the things I did
Let’s make a list, who am I trying to kid?
Let’s make a list about what I said wrong
A list of regrets that’ll end up in a song
Let’s make a list of all the things we did
Let’s make a list, who are we trying to kid?
Let’s make a list about what we said wrong
A list of insults that might end up in a song
What went wrong?
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5. |
That Day
02:28
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Somewhere far away from home
I'm taking in a whole new world
People come and people go
Friends from far and near
Then I spotted a guy I knew
Out the corner of my eye
Destiny just drew us closer
Became more than just hello
Stranger things have happened, I tell myself each time
I dare to look back on the day I fell for you
Each time I see a picture, each time I hear a song
I hope I never regret the day I fell for you
Does he like me? Yes or no?
It's time to toss a coin
Will he stay or will he go?
Or am I chasing dreams?
An unexpected fantasy
Of what was to become
And now I’ve spent the night with you
I wish this day could go on
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Scraping the Barrel
02:26
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Once upon a time, I was full of ideas
I had a list as long as my arm
Over the years I’ve ticked off a few
But my time ain’t up, still got so much to do
So I flicked through some photos from 10 years ago
Asked who that girl was with nothing but plans
Where has the push gone? Where is the drive?
Gotta find my old self and get back alive
Scraping the barrel of my dreams again
Scraping the barrel of my dreams
This pot seems nearly empty, Once upon a time there was plenty
Now I’m scraping the barrel of my dreams
Been searching for that box that I once put away
Where I hid my soul to keep it from danger
May be it was safer out here with me
Didn't need to be kept under lock and key
Prising it open to see what I'll find
Afraid that the contents has turned to dust
The lid creaks open and what lay inside?
A heart full of dreams that I won't let slide
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Bounce Back
02:29
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I ain’t no rubber ball but I’m gonna come bouncing back
Gonna come up with a plan for the next attack
Life won’t bring me down, no matter what it throws
Shit happens and the world still turns, that’s just how it goes
Never signed up for a game of Russian roulette
But the shots keep coming right at my head
I keep on ducking, won’t let them bullets through
This shield of self belief... will stay to me true
Cos I’ll bounce all the way to hell and back
I’ll bounce all the way to hell
High fives and pints en route all the way
Chin up, don’t look back, new chance, new day
I’ll bounce all the way to hell and back
It seems a struggle now the battle's truly on
Always takes some time to see who's really won
But I'll be laughing when it seems the terrible loss
Has come around to claim my heart, nailed me to the cross
In the end we stumble on in our own way
But you're a winner if you can proudly say
What the hell I just don't give a shit
Defining my own victories, and that's the end of it
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Went to some hipster's flat for a party, what were we thinking?
The party was shit and Spider stabbed a watermelon,
So we went on the lookout for a late night punk rock heaven
But all we found was abuse at the metal bar
Pint 1 – He slapped him then he took it
Pint 2 – She dropped it and it smashed
Pint 3 – He downed it and he ran and he ran and he ran til the barman could catch him no more
Got our pints, took a pew and began to nod our heads to Slayer
We requested some Ramones but the barman just pretended not to hear
Suddenly our eyelids got heavier than the metal
Into a drunken slumber we all began to settle
As the meathead of a barman gave the thumb to be on our way
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Dusty
03:28
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Sat in the corner collecting dust
Next to that picture of you
There I sit just collecting dust
Wondering whatever happened to us two
The door is locked, the curtains are closed
A slight draft as a cold wind blows
The dust it shifts but it never leaves
It's in the air, it's what I breathe
I collect it all day and most of the night
It settles over me but I can't settle right
They say ashes to ashes but I'm not burned out yet
I'm still a conscious being, just conscious of regret
They say dust to dust, unwanted particles
But feeling so unwanted is leaving me a mess
Sunlight reflects from the windowsill
The shaft of light holds the particles still
Held in place, I hover too
A heavy stillness I never knew
Spring comes but once a year
To sweep the dust to another place
The dead cells fade and they disappear
Gone forever without a trace
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Self Propulsion
03:00
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Miles of frustration, in a state of indignation
And a suitcase full of ideals,
I set off on my way as I try to seize the day
And hope the road doesn't break these wheels
Self propulsion's gonna get me there
Don't need your ticket baby I don't care
Self propulsion's what I got, my momentum won't stop
It can drive me anywhere
The road is a long'un and the tolls become a burden
And the struggle outweighs the fun
But deep down inside me there's a drive I can rely on
To push me on until the race is run
It can drive me anywhere
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Gutter Romance Berlin, Germany
Having rocked the shit hard with our punk band Tungsten Tips for the last few years, we decided to throw together a few
tunes and venture into the stripped down, and slightly more daunting world of acoustic shenanigans.
Imagine a cocktail of beer, Ramones chords, lyrics about the best parts of the shit things in life and a general lack of musical precision and that, my friend, is Gutter Romance.
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