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Punk Rock Sex Tourist
02:27
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Punk rock sex tourist sets his mind on higher things
Stops crying in his pint of gotaways and could've beens
Punk rock sex tourist grinding knee deep in guts
Goes ruminating, rooting round for someone else to blame
If the cap fits you know what to do
You must do better than that
They found the carcass where the bible used to be
Sewed tight with bailer twine and passed off as post operative
Just self indulgence masquerading as pain
Expensive talking shop and more excuses not to change
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Stress Assessment
02:27
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Take time to realign take time to reassess l
Take time you’re doing fine
You’re coping with the stress
Take time release your mind
No one will will think any less
Meet you on the outside
Take time to realign take time to reassess
Take time to know your mind
The pain will be much less
Take time to realign take time to reassess
Sometimes you’re left behind
Sometimes you pass the test
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3. |
Passive Aggressive
00:59
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4. |
Internet Social Worker
01:57
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Nobody likes me
Cause I’ve gone insane
6 months on broken iPhone
6 months living in my brain
Now I’m a net star
And I’m back in the game
2 years on a mission for Michael
2 years on a mission for fame
I feel happy
Everyone loves me
Look at my profile
I’ve gone viral
I feel empty
Nobody knows me
Deleting my profile
Self styled exile
Like me.
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5. |
The Player
04:35
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Whilst I was loving you
You were just fucking me
I watch your eyes
Roll back inside of your head
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Your Ego
02:30
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As you walk to the back of the van
Take the piss out of us cos you can
It’s a start to the grand master plan
Your ego
As you push to the front of the bar
Perfect house, perfect wife, perfect car
It takes time to become who you are
2-3-4
When you die will you do it alone
Will you play with your dick or your phone
It takes time to become this alone
Your ego
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7. |
Part Part Whole
01:41
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I let you down you put me down again
When people fall apart they leave a smell
Take one for the team
Take one for anyone
Your sister says you’re a queen but
She’s a certified sex worker
Add it up
Your brother says you’re a stallion
So show me the drug money
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8. |
Saddle Sore
03:01
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It's not the mounts that I hate
Just scraping by by the way
Fine fed fork out for the string
Status above everything
Aim high cos their brains are small
You've got to aim high cos their brains are small
She looks silky in pinks
Til she got blooded in pinks
Now she's gone riding
Gone racing
And when you dress them they're tight
Request the mask they just might
Say nothing, not if it costs
A sale's a sale is a sale
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Jumped up
Jumped ship
Lost sight
Lost heart
Pissed up
Pissed off
Let down
Let up
And I don't know when to stop
Cut back
Fleshed out
Chucked in
Ploughed on
And I'm breaking every promise that I ever made
Beat up
Beat off
Sold out
Gave in
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10. |
Big C Little C
03:39
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Small c conservative and talk of lazy blacks
Piss in a pinny and the dabbling of hands
All that experience is wielded like a stick
Wrapped in a rubber band in a back pocket
Old crone withered and then rotted on the vine
Slid further to the right with the passing of time
Grin and bear it shop with wattle and bling
Won't mix with aliens or charcuterie
Don't get involved
Won't get involved
Will never change
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Hatepenny England, UK
Once three, Hatepenny are now two men with a pair of sticks, a short scale bass and the ocassional microbrute. We write songs about hypocrisy, stupidity, treachery and rainbows. Live, we'll always try to stove the back of your head in, but kiss it better afterwards, because we're nice like that. ... more
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