Tuesday, 9 July 2013
SCUD MOUNTAIN BOYS - GRUDGE FUCK
Scud Mountain Boys - Grudge Fuck - live version
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GvsD5kfA7WA
Tonight I got nowhere to go
And I thought that I would call you
to see if you were home
I'm sorry but I'm pretty stoned
I hope I didn't scare you
I hope to God you were alone
I still fixate on all of those nights
when we would drink ourselves familiar
and count the blurry lights
all my friends have left me here
you were the only one who knew me
sometimes I think I'll disappear
I would give anything to make it with you
just one more time
I'd give you everything I owned
I would give anything to make it with you
just one more time
I'd give you everything I owned
I really miss the shit where your concern
I only wish I had another turn
I guess it's time I let you fly
I can see the light is changing
I feel like getting high
I promise I'd sleep on the floor
I swear to God I wouldn't touch you
there could be no one who'd ever touch you
I would give anything to make it with you
just one more time
I'd give you everything I owned
I would give anything to make it with you
just one more time
I'd give you everything I owned
I'd give you everything I owned
Monday, 8 July 2013
Saturday, 6 July 2013
Social Distortion - Writing On The Wall
Social Distortion - Writing On The Wall
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30mFyaXSHsY
There was a time when you were proud
You looked up to me with big eyes
And I could do no wrong
There's something inside, that's clearly tearing
Both of us apart
Ooh ooh, there's something inside
I wonder where you are tonight
And what you did with your day
Can't find the words to say
Did you feel the sun?
Did you feel the warmness of my heart?
Ooh ooh, did you feel, at all?
They say if you love someone
You gotta let them go
And if they return to you
That's surely how you'll know
Ooh ooh, I can read the writing on the wall
Ooh ooh, but I can't let go
They say if you love someone
You gotta let them go
And if they return to you
That's surely how you'll know
Ooh ooh, I can read the writing on the wall
Ooh ooh, but I can't let go
I'm hopelessly aware
Of the good and bad traits we share
It's like looking at myself
And I know that at times
I could've handled things differently
Ooh ooh, but know my intentions were well
They say if you love someone
You gotta let them go
And if they return to you
That's surely how you'll know
Ooh ooh, I can read the writing on the wall
Ooh ooh, but I can't let go
Thursday, 4 July 2013
DISCHARGE - DECONTROL
Discharge - Decontrol
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvf6k7QZpfM
They fill you up with their fucking lies
You're the victims of government schemes
They take liberties they've no right to take
And you believe they're oh so right
They only show concern when war is declared
Cos you're their power and glory
This whole affair's so fucking unfair
It's so fucking sick
Decontrol, decontrol
We're being shit on far too long
Wednesday, 3 July 2013
THE FALL - LIE DREAM OF A CASINO SOUL
The Fall - Lie Dream of a Casino Soul
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nNpoYlIUMNc
Well, I didn't eat the weekend
But I put the weight back on again
And our kid got back from Munich
He didn't like it much
Has a psyche that hadn't been synthesized
Just like machines
It's getting like that here now
It just goes to show
I got no nerves left Monday morning
And I think I'll cut my dick off
The trouble it got me in
Went home to my slum canyon
On my way I looked up
I saw turrets of Victorian wealth
I saw John the ex-fox
Sleeping in some outside bogs
There's a silent rumble
In the buildings of the night council
Executing the mind controllers
I drive right through the gates
Sucked in my roll tops
And I guess this just goes to show
The lie dream of the casino soul
I'm a Mick Jaggar right now
In a tongue-tied, wired state
Cause Sunday morning dancing
I had an awake dream
I was in the supervision dept.
Of a bigtown store
Security floors one to four
They had cameras in the clothes dummies.
A man came up to them
He wanted sex in the dummies eyes
Then came up the cry:
"Security, mobilize!"
Meanwhile in the sticks
Proles wretch, dance in cardboard pants
And I guess this goes to show
The lie dream of a casino souls scene
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
THE PROFESSIONALS - JUST ANOTHER DREAM
The Professionals - Just Another Dream
I'm always hoping, waiting for the day
Something's going to turn up and I will be amazed
Just the other night when I crashed out in my bed
I thought I was a champion, but I found instead
That it's just another dream
Just like any other dream
Just another dream
Just like any other dream
When I'm walking out alone thinking to myself
What it is I got to do to get a little help?
People never want to know; I just can't believe
I thought someone might be there, but I know again
That it's just another dream
Just like any other dream
Just another dream
Just like any other dream
Just another dream
Just like any other dream
Just another dream
Just like any other dream
Just another dream
Just like any other dream
Just another dream
Just like any other dream
Monday, 1 July 2013
PETE BENTHAM & THE DINNER LADIES - SPACEPUNX EP
http://petebenthamandthedinnerladies.bandcamp.com/album/spacepunx-ep-cat-free004?from=embed
Sunday, 30 June 2013
CAMPER VAN BEETHOVEN - TAKE THE SKINHEADS BOWLING
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDB9oCgVHGw
Every day, I get up and pray to Jah
And he decreases the number of clocks by exactly one
Everybody's comin' home for lunch these days
Last night there were skinheads on my lawn
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Some people say that bowling alleys got big lanes
Some people say that bowling alleys all look the same
There's not a line that goes here that rhymes with anything
I has a dream last night, but I forget what it was
I had a dream last night about you, my friend
I had a dream--I wanted to sleep next to plastic
I had a dream--I wanted to lick your knees
I had a dream--it was about nothing
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
And he decreases the number of clocks by exactly one
Everybody's comin' home for lunch these days
Last night there were skinheads on my lawn
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Some people say that bowling alleys got big lanes
Some people say that bowling alleys all look the same
There's not a line that goes here that rhymes with anything
I has a dream last night, but I forget what it was
I had a dream last night about you, my friend
I had a dream--I wanted to sleep next to plastic
I had a dream--I wanted to lick your knees
I had a dream--it was about nothing
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Saturday, 29 June 2013
THE DISTILLERS - CITY OF ANGELS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFCNthfEVXM
It's going down tonight in this town
Cause they stare and growl
They all stare and growl
I take a scar every time I cry
Cause it ain't my style no it ain't my style
Going down to the gravel head to the barrel
Take this life and end this struggle
Los Angeles come scam me please
Emptiness never sleeps at Cliftons 6 am
With your bag lady friend and your mind descending
Stripped of the right to be a human in control
It's warmer in hell so down we go
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
[x2]
It's a ghost town rabid underworld
Dionysian night vitriolic twilight
A mirage comes up it never ends
Once you get burnt you're never the same
Left behind erased from time
Ain't no decency in being boxed up alive
Look around ain't no R.I.P. signs here
We don't rest in peace
We just disappear
So here we are Los Angeles
No angels singing in your valley of unease
I watch the sun roll down the pacific
Over hookered sunset strip
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
[x2]
There's a black moon tonight
Ain't shining down on the western neon lights
[x2]
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
[x4]
Cause they stare and growl
They all stare and growl
I take a scar every time I cry
Cause it ain't my style no it ain't my style
Going down to the gravel head to the barrel
Take this life and end this struggle
Los Angeles come scam me please
Emptiness never sleeps at Cliftons 6 am
With your bag lady friend and your mind descending
Stripped of the right to be a human in control
It's warmer in hell so down we go
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
[x2]
It's a ghost town rabid underworld
Dionysian night vitriolic twilight
A mirage comes up it never ends
Once you get burnt you're never the same
Left behind erased from time
Ain't no decency in being boxed up alive
Look around ain't no R.I.P. signs here
We don't rest in peace
We just disappear
So here we are Los Angeles
No angels singing in your valley of unease
I watch the sun roll down the pacific
Over hookered sunset strip
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
[x2]
There's a black moon tonight
Ain't shining down on the western neon lights
[x2]
They say this is the city
The city of angels
All I see is dead wings
[x4]
Friday, 28 June 2013
DICKIES - MANNY MOE AND JACK
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pcOYYcWdeI8
When your on the road
And your car wont pull that load
And your wheels aren't feeling fine
Well I know of this joint
Where they'll check your plugs and points
I know these guys they're three good friends of mine
Manny Moe and Jack
They know what I'm after
Manny Moe and Jack
They know what I'm after
They're Many Moe and Jack
Once your inside
They wont take you for a ride
They got a good deal for you and your automobile
For the right price
They will sell you fuzzy dice
And leather hand grips for your steering wheel
Chorus
If its tires you want they got a lot for you
Dunlop, firestone, Pirelli too
(8x)Manny, Moe and Jack!
They know what I'm after
And your car wont pull that load
And your wheels aren't feeling fine
Well I know of this joint
Where they'll check your plugs and points
I know these guys they're three good friends of mine
Manny Moe and Jack
They know what I'm after
Manny Moe and Jack
They know what I'm after
They're Many Moe and Jack
Once your inside
They wont take you for a ride
They got a good deal for you and your automobile
For the right price
They will sell you fuzzy dice
And leather hand grips for your steering wheel
Chorus
If its tires you want they got a lot for you
Dunlop, firestone, Pirelli too
(8x)Manny, Moe and Jack!
They know what I'm after
Labels:
Dickies,
Manny Moe & Jack
Wednesday, 26 June 2013
BILLY BRAGG - HANDYMAN BLUES
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2YmHtISRcz0
I'll never gonna be the handyman around the house
My father warned,
So don't be asking me to hang the curtain
Right for you because
The screwdriver business just gets me confused
It takes me half an hour to change a fuse
And when I flick the switch, the lights all blew
I'm not your handyman!
Don't be expecting me to put up shelves
Or build the garden shed
But I can write a song that tells the world
How much I love you instead!
I'm not any good at pottery
So let's lose a "T", and shift back to "E"
And I'll find a way to make my poetry
Build a roof over our head.
I know it looks like I'm just reading the paper
But these ideas will turn to gold dust later
Cause I'm a writer, not a decorator,
I'm not your handyman!
My father warned,
So don't be asking me to hang the curtain
Right for you because
The screwdriver business just gets me confused
It takes me half an hour to change a fuse
And when I flick the switch, the lights all blew
I'm not your handyman!
Don't be expecting me to put up shelves
Or build the garden shed
But I can write a song that tells the world
How much I love you instead!
I'm not any good at pottery
So let's lose a "T", and shift back to "E"
And I'll find a way to make my poetry
Build a roof over our head.
I know it looks like I'm just reading the paper
But these ideas will turn to gold dust later
Cause I'm a writer, not a decorator,
I'm not your handyman!
Labels:
Billy Bragg,
Handyman Blues
Tuesday, 25 June 2013
TV PERSONALITIES - PART TIME PUNKS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmbJdcsGl_Q
Walkin' down the kings road,
I see so many faces
They come from many places
They come down for the day
They walk around together
And try and look trendy
I think it's a shame
That they all look the same
I see so many faces
They come from many places
They come down for the day
They walk around together
And try and look trendy
I think it's a shame
That they all look the same
(Chorus):
Here they come
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
Here they come
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
Then they go to Rough Trade
To buy Siouxsie and the Banshees
They heard John Peel play it
Just the other night
They'd like to buy the O Level single
or Read about Seymour
But they're not pressed in red
So they buy The Lurkers instead
To buy Siouxsie and the Banshees
They heard John Peel play it
Just the other night
They'd like to buy the O Level single
or Read about Seymour
But they're not pressed in red
So they buy The Lurkers instead
Here they come
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
Here they come
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
They play their records very loud
And pogo in the bedroom
In front of the mirror
But only when their mums gone out
They pay 5 pence fares on the buses
And they never use toothpaste
But they got two fifty to go and see The Clash.
Tonight!
Here they come
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
Here they come
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
The part time punks!
The part time punks!
The part time punks!
The part time punks!
The part time punks!
The part time punks!
Monday, 24 June 2013
STIFF LITTLE FINGERS - TIN SOLDIERS
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pl5V26oXHUI
He joined up to get a job
And show he wasn't scared
Swapped boy scout hat for army cap
He thought he'd be prepared
At the age of 17 he was forced to choose
Now at the age of 21 he's in Catch 22
He joined up for just three years
It seemed a small amount
But they didn't tell him
That the first two didn't count
At the age of 17 how was he to know
That at the age of 21 he'd still have one to go?
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldier
Now he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth
He joined up cos Dad knew best
To do right by his son
Now he hates and counts the dates
That mark time on square one
At the age of 17 he did as he was told
Now at the age of 21 tin still won't turn to gold
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldier
Now he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth
If at the age of 17 you're falling back too soon
And at the age of 21 you'll still march to the tune
Tin soldiers
You signed away your name
Tin soldiers
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldiers
Now you now the truth
Tin soldiers
You signed away your youth
Tin soldiers
You go and join the queue
Tin soldiers
Do what they want you to
Tin soldiers
They take away your name
Tin soldiers
They treat you all the same
Sign away your life
Sign away your life
And show he wasn't scared
Swapped boy scout hat for army cap
He thought he'd be prepared
At the age of 17 he was forced to choose
Now at the age of 21 he's in Catch 22
He joined up for just three years
It seemed a small amount
But they didn't tell him
That the first two didn't count
At the age of 17 how was he to know
That at the age of 21 he'd still have one to go?
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldier
Now he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth
He joined up cos Dad knew best
To do right by his son
Now he hates and counts the dates
That mark time on square one
At the age of 17 he did as he was told
Now at the age of 21 tin still won't turn to gold
Tin soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldier
Now he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth
If at the age of 17 you're falling back too soon
And at the age of 21 you'll still march to the tune
Tin soldiers
You signed away your name
Tin soldiers
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldiers
Now you now the truth
Tin soldiers
You signed away your youth
Tin soldiers
You go and join the queue
Tin soldiers
Do what they want you to
Tin soldiers
They take away your name
Tin soldiers
They treat you all the same
Sign away your life
Sign away your life
Saturday, 22 June 2013
RAMONES - PET SEMATARY
RAMONES - PET SEMETARY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3J0iwwsq-w
Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows,
No one cares, nobody knows.
[CHORUS]
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again,
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.
The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
And the night when the cold wind blows,
No one cares, nobody knows.
[CHORUS]
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again,
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.
The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.
Labels:
Pet Sematary,
Ramones
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