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Junior F
02:25
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JUNIOR FIRESETTER
Feeling ugly.
Hanging around.
Getting desperate.
Burn it down.
Junior firesetter you're so on your own.
Junior firesetter always on your own.
It's getting warmer.
Watch it grow
And burst into flames.
Shoot your load.
Junior firesetter you're so on your own.
Junior firesetter always on your own.
I've been walking through shadows lately.
Scared of too much.
Scared to be touched.
I guess I thought you would change that...
Junior firesetter you're so on your own.
Junior firesetter always on your own.
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2. |
Working For An Idiot
01:46
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WORKING FOR AN IDIOT
It was fun here before your time.
I can't respect you and your empty mind.
You think you're good with people but you're not.
So get off my back or else I'M OFF.
Working for an idiot.
Working for a fucking fool.
If you liked school then you'll love work.
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3. |
Open Season
01:57
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OPEN SEASON
It wasn’t planned but now you’ve got a war.
Your empty ideas aren’t how I see my life.
All in a day’s work the look in your eyes
And a run of days until we die.
I know it’s hardly fair to hang this all on you,
But I feel unreasonable now so fuck you...
Yeah you.
There was a time I would have fought you over this and won.
There was a time when losing wouldn’t seem like so much fun.
But now there’s too much surrounding me.
It’s been a perfect year you made it complete.
I know it’s hardly fair to hang this all on you,
But I feel unreasonable now so fuck you...
Yeah you.
Playtime is your time
And your time is no time to waste
Time is work, time is safe,
Time goes by, time to lie
Time to not show your face
And I’d just like to say that you’re too expensive.
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4. |
Blue Streak
02:17
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BLUE STREAK
You're talking a blue streak
And you're making my knees weak.
You're pulling funny faces.
And you're taking me places
That I could only dream about.
But I don't wanna talk about it, talk about it.
You dress like a scarecrow.
Too good to be true though.
You're wound up so tight.
You're spinning right out of your mind.
You, you're wound up so tight.
And you, you're living at the end of your mind.
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5. |
Break The Mould
02:19
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BREAK THE MOULD
Like Jef Costello I’m a Samourai
I got sharp headgear and I wear a tie
I got a bird at home that I keep in a cage
My room is bugged, but I always get paid.
Now what I do is what I do
And I don’t stay long because I’m on the move
But there’s time enough living off the cuff
To clear out surplus belly-button fluff.
It’s getting late and I should try to sleep.
I’m like Chow Yun Fat and I’m dead on my feet
Because I work hard, no time for gloating
And like incense...I’m best when I’m smoking.
Break the mold - go your own way.
Now Tom Cruise is a sad motherfucker
And I’d rather move in with a fat old trucker
Than waste my time watching “Days Of Thunder”
‘Cos shit like that just drags me under.
I read crime books, I’ve got a big collection
We get strange looks, but on closer inspection
We’re just people the same as you.
Crazy? Maybe, but what does that prove?
Break the mold - go your own way.
Now some here read and some watch TV
And some like to smoke a little thing or three
But our way of life’s not in the public eye
We’re doing it to ya way out of style.
You music hacks are wack and we know it
You peddle fake shit to keep the cash flowing
But it’s lies, damn lies beneath a veil of cool
And I could see through you when I was still in school.
Break the mold - go your own way.
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6. |
Don't Need You
03:50
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DON'T NEED YOU
I'm all alone here in my room.
There's a storm outside, it's blowing my mind.
I'm a lonely phoney lost in time.
My cage is pretty small but it's getting bigger.
So if I give it out I might as well give up.
There's too much Pepsi in my loving cup.
But I've got my shimmy. I've got my shuffle.
Check this out it won't burst your bubble.
Don't say it's hard if you ain't even tried
Because fucking up bad let's you know you're alive.
I'm up and at them not rotting in bed.
Keep on keeping on like I'm sick in the head.
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7. |
Butt Hickey
00:51
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BUTT-HICKEY
I want to give you a butt-hickey.
People think it is, but it's really not TRICKY.
All I've got to do is get my tongue in right.
I'll keep you coming, coming all night.
Butt-hickey.
I want to give you a good BUTT-LICKING.
Get down there where it's hot and sticky.
All I've got to do it get my mindset right
And get stuck in where it's really tight.
Butt-hickey.
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8. |
Operation Mongoose
01:37
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9. |
Dead Skin
01:54
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DEAD SKIN
YOU make me feel like dead skin
Just flaking off, white on the floor.
You make me want to give in
And come back no more.
But I try, can't you see how hard.
There's sweat in my eyes.
I guess now is the time, time to decide,
Whether you want me.
Do you want me at all?
Should I stay, or am I just a bad call in your game?
Do you want me?
Do you want me to stay?
Do you want me to play in your game?
It must be hard for you
DEALING when I won't change.
And if I slip up or if I give up
I'll just take the BLAME.
But you don't see things the way I do
And it's so hard avoiding you.
I guess now is the time.
It's up to you to choose,
Whether you want me.
Do you want me at all?
Should I stay, or am I just a bad call in your game?
Do you want me?
Do you want me to stay?
Do you want me to play in your game?
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10. |
Tyndale
02:13
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TYNDALE
Going nowhere ';cos I like where I'm at.
Doing nothing much
Locked in tight & on track.
And I'm worthless in the eyes of some.
But if you make me try
Then nothing gets done.
Thinking 'bout Tyndale and all that other stuff.
Tried to make a claim,
But the world got too messed up.
I guess I'm hiding. Too much of not enough.
Ground down, turned out.
You make you're own luck.
I wear a uniform, it's one you'd recognise.
You wear a uniform, not one you'd recognise.
Thinking 'bout Tyndale and all that other stuff.
Tried to make a claim,
But the world got too messed up.
I bear witness to the witless.
I hope they get theirs in time.
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11. |
Bragging & Gagging
04:13
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BRAGGING & GAGGING
I can do what I want and I frequently do
'Cos everybody knows that I'm better than you
Now there's a queue behind me waiting for a slice
I've got a rule that if it's cool I always do it twice.
I play the guitar not the violin
And I don't work out but I stay real slim.
If you take me home we can do anything
Get "Bound And Gagged" just like Ginger Lynn.
If they gave awards for what we do
We'd win every damn one before the evening was through
And we don't tour unless it's abroad
'Cos we've got quick hips just like TRACI LORDS.
As the rivers wind and flow to the sea.
All kinds of people are attracted to me.
And always after the show the conversation flows,
But I always get the dumb guy with the big nose.
We're coming at ya big like we were set on fire
If I said we were second place I'd be a liar
Holding pole position like Johnny Wadd
Step inside & come face to face with god.
Last time out we thrilled the people that saw us
We've got more to say than the biggest thesaurus
And everything we do leaves a trail of style
Never been with a lady that didn't smile.
She came across the room like she was Teri Diver
Got me in a hold I wondered would I survive her?
Didn't have a clue that her mind was driving on one track
But you gotta pay for supreme cool and I'm going back.
When Saturday comes I need split second news
And I never place a bet that's likely to lose.
If you don't believe me just listen to the waxing,
'Cos we're in full control and we never find it taxing.
I've been away for a while so you think I'm a goner
But I'm harder to catch than an in swinging corner
And I'll find my way into the back of your net
'Cos this brand of chocolate candy's the best yet.
Nothing stays hidden from the slick insider
'Cos I'm silky smoothe just like Holly Ryder
Putting it about...I mean knowledge
Please sir could I have some more porridge?
Like Kaiser Franz I make smoothe passes
To observe my style you don't need to wear glasses
'Cos I'm a slick trick right beneath your eyes.
And I if score again...well it's no surprise.
The way I look you think maybe I'm well dumb
And every time I get on a train it's the wrong one.
So maybe you're right maybe you wanna fight.
But you talk real funny 'cos your trousers are too tight.
I'm like Anna Nicole [Smith], I've got big hits
And any ladies that see me are thrilled to bits.
They all think I'm sexy 'cos I use my wits
I got a soft-shoe shuffle and a gallon of bullshit.
Smoothe and creamy looking from the outside
Like a deep through ball that isn't ruled offside.
This type of chocolate's all you need
One bite and your mind and body will be freed.
This life of glamour is so hard to fathom
Anything I sees, I wants, I just grabs 'em.
And I won't explore your philosophy
But I'm here if you wanna get naked with me.
I make a telling pass from a hundred yards
And split your defence just like a house of cards.
'Cos when it comes to having knowledge of skills on the ball
You've got a million questions...I can answer them all.
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12. |
Stupid Jerk
00:24
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STUPID JERK
You stupid jerk.
Ican't take it no more.
You stupid jerk
And your mother's a whore.
Aaaaaah, you stupid jerk!
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13. |
Dumb Fuck
02:00
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DUMB FUCK
I don't know where we're gonna live this year.
Don't know what I'm gonna do.
Had a load of plans but they all got shot down in flames.
Seems like there's too much to prove.
And I'm burned out - rusting.
Dumb fuck - trusted you.
We've been up and down too many times recently.
It's bad for my head,
Going over what you said.
We could play for England
At getting up and dusting off.
But we've got it sorted now.
We've got you pegged.
And I'm burned out - rusting.
Dumb fuck - trusted you.
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14. |
One For The Bear
01:59
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ONE FOR THE BEAR
When he was 16 years he looked forward to Saturday night.
But now he's 25 it's the loneliest night of his life.
He keeps passing the open windows.
It's not worth a look outside.
KEEP PASSING THE OPEN WINDOWS.
Call me just don't call me useless
And I'll show you pieces of my dreams.
I get by on my illusions
Of sunflowers, diamonds, smiles and screams.
Keeps passing the open windows.
It's not worth a look outside.
Keep passing the open windows.
Every day it's the same.
He'll open a bottle of wine.
Get a headache and then fall asleep.
He says it's the only way.
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15. |
Fake Sense of Calm
02:14
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FAKE SENSE OF CALM
You try & try & try & try to help me.
Put me back on the right track.
But I got off at the station
And I'm not coming back.
What's mine? What are my rights?
The right not to be lied to.
Don' take away my right to lie.
So which way do I turn?
You cry & try & say you'd die to love me.
Enfold me in your caring arms.
But I don't need your brand of attention.
I don't need this fake sense of calm.
So whatcha gonna do? (X2)
When they...
Whatcha gonna do?
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16. |
The Man With The Plan
03:45
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Chocolate London, UK
Chocolate was put together by Ed Wenn in late 1992 and survived, in a variety of configurations, until 1999; filling the years between the end of Sink and the start of K-Line. Successive line-ups featured members of Elmerhassel, Stupids, Optimum Wound Profile, Sink, Yardman, Understand & Big Ray. ... more
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