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1. |
Out Again
01:54
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I know someone you’ve been dying to meet
Waited to long she died on her feet
Had to get down and drown my grief
Blowing my nose in my handkerchief
Don’t get fresh now, don’t shake hands
Lord is engaged in a merry dance
Never been lucky, never had a chance
Wanted to go out but they said I can’t
Needed butter but they’s all run out
No paper left to wipe ‘em out
Had to get someone to bail me out
Now I got stock and I won’t go out
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Seems like we don’t got much days to go
I heard about it on the radio
Up shit creek, not paid to row
Think I’m gonna have to raid a store
Can’t be doing no standing in line
Don’t want no famine of mine
An honest man don’t do no crime
So you can stick it where the un don't shine
So you can tell my former friends
I respect social distancing
I order in if I got the ends
Only problem where to put my bins
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
Never going out, never go out again
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2. |
Get Up and Go
02:36
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I pickled your livers, grew sick of them
I took home your worries and tickled them
I’m spitting in riddles, belittle them
I played back your books and I fiddled them
You’ve seen me before and you wonder where?
A lingering smell like my underwear
She bared too much it’s too much to bear
Taking your crutch gotta cross to bear
Crossing the ocean, ash scattering
No skip and my ship took a battering
Just trying to find out what the matter is
Sane or insane, can’t say the mad hatter is
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
My mind is an island, a puddle
I gather my thoughts in a muddle
They floated away in a bubble
Been trying to cut down but I doubled
I tried to hold back but I mustn’t
They said I was wack but I wasn’t
All I know is I’m not really fussing
I think about sex half a dozen
Just an unhealthy environment
A one where the wealthy retiring in
A one where you find no asylum in
Take em out, bring em in, send em off, buy em in
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
No get up and go
Been set up and sold
You folded, you rolled
No silver no gold
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3. |
Closed Shutters
03:16
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Eyes on me, every time I step out
Eyes on the front, on the back, all about
Eyes on me, from behind closed shutters
Spying on me from the sewers and the gutters
Eyes on me, every time I step out
Eyes on the front, on the back, all about
Eyes on me, from behind closed shutters
Spying on me from the sewers and the gutters
I can’t hide, they track my hide
They track my ride, from every side
They’re watching me, I can feel their gaze
I can count the days, from behind my shades
Got night vision scopes and binoculars
Not innocuous, they’re stalking us
Out in the dark, in the lot where I park
They’ve got poison darts that don’t leave a mark
Try to glean some intel, listening in
They listen to me, they listen to him
They follow my flow on a track device
They cracked my phone and they hacked it twice
They know about every move I make
About the booze I take, about the bread I bake
Took out my lightbulbs looking for bugs
Even emptied the fridge and looked under the rugs
Eyes on me, every time I step out
Eyes on the front, on the back, all about
Eyes on me, from behind closed shutters
Spying on me from the sewers and the gutters
Eyes on me, every time I step out
Eyes on the front, on the back, all about
Eyes on me, from behind closed shutters
Spying on me from the sewers and the gutters
Try to hide, they look, they seek
They tend to whisper when they speak
I saw a faint movement at the curtain rail
Took a left at the lights, now I’m certain I’m tailed
Now I can’t see how to end the fight
Cos they just might send drones at night
Got dots on the spots in infrared
And I’m starting to hear voices in my head
I just can’t trust the water I drink
And of course they record everything I think
So here I go again, but I’d better duck fast
And I don’t really know how much longer I’m‘a last
Try to jam out their frequencies
See everything’s cloaked in secrecy
So unfeasible, but they tease us so
No reason though, only Jesus knows
Eyes on me, every time I step out
Eyes on the front, on the back, all about
Eyes on me, from behind closed shutters
Spying on me from the sewers and the gutters
Eyes on me, every time I step out
Eyes on the front, on the back, all about
Eyes on me, from behind closed shutters
Spying on me from the sewers and the gutters
I’m doing the controlling
And I don’t even need shown in
I just simply send my drone in
And I zoom out, zoom in, zone in, yeah
I’m doing the controlling
And I don’t even need shown in
I just simply send my drone in
And I zoom out, zoom in, zone inn yeah
I’m doing the controlling
And I don’t even need shown in
I just simply send my drone in
And I zoom out, zoom in, zone in, yeah
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5. |
Talking Turkey
03:06
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Stop your shenanigans, models mad mannequins
Time to be a man again, the debt that you ran up in
Battering, ram ‘em in, dam it what’s happening
The flat where I’m sat up in, the neighbours dog shat again
The rich gonna rule again, the poor will be fooled again
Line ‘em up, roll ‘em in, six billion souls within
Dollop up a dolloping, eat your soup and wallow in
The misery you’re following, the money’s up, the dollar’s in
The shallow and the deep, got your own arrow to keep
See the shadows of your feet and the barrels that you reap
So steep like the slopes, go to seek out your hopes
Gotta teach from the ropes, don’t sleep on the hoax
As he chokes on the last word, folk song he has heard
Joke’s on the bastard, tokes on the lab turd
Furthermore forever and whatever you endeavour
Get slapped by the leather, helm back by the weather
Get the cheese, get the cheddar, and wherever and whenever
Catch, trapped in a cellar, the almighty make it better
Check featherweight, bait, change state, but I’d better wait
Just let ‘em bake, better day, get a getaway
Check mate, stale mate, stale bread, rat bait
Dangle on a hook, mad to gamble on a book
And the angle undertook, overtake, shake, shook
And the scandal broke out, broken in, spoken out
Like a spanner in the works, claw hammer go berserk
Just drag you in the dirt, with a dagger in your girth
What’s worse? Pit of rattlesnakes
Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, ready when the battle breaks
Time to make the tackle mate
Pass on the message, got another can of worms
Stand when the weather turns, see another feather burn
But the mother never learns, mind your biz it don’t concern
And the hand you shake firm is a hand full or germs
Handling things with these mandolin strings
And the fiddle violin that the wild wind brings
Step, swept overseas by the oceans of yesteryear
My fossilised remains just wonder what I fester here
My birthday suit, tailor made, head shaved, razor blades
Youth just fade away, how’s it gonna play today?
Thinking how wrong you are, can’t sleep insomnia
No matter how strong you are, the song outshone you all
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6. |
Empty Fridge
02:58
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I know why the chicken crossed the road
I don’t know but I guess it’s so
I feel better when I’ve less info
Feel the wind like a blessing blow
Getting closer, not pressing though
I’d get up, but I just feel silly
Not a Puff Daddy, just feel a Big Willy
Said I’d drive home, they were like “will you really?”
I guess a cone on it’s own won’t kill me
I’d given up but lo and behold
I’m pushing up now I’m counting the gold
Now listen up, don’t be doubting the bold
The evidence I keep out and withhold
Get rid of that hat, look really wack
Don’t pity that cat, he’s a city rat
He’s they type no crack, no piggy back
Don’t fight back, lack that sissy slap
A bleak day staring at an empty fridge
You said you gonna get some, but you never did
The door keeps knocking non stop so I hid
The bass keeps dropping and I’m rocking ad lib
Sending signals is anybody there?
I see UFO’s often in the air
I got lost and forgot God’s prayer
We all thought but nobody dared
I stopped watching, now where did he go?
Upped my step with a rare bit of blow
Have to admit that a fair bit he knows
Where he came from well nobody knows
You can’t work out really how I figure
Times running out the doubts getting bigger
Need a catalyst and you need a trigger
Getting late best be heading up river
You got some doubt son well what you on about
What you wanna do is get out get all about
Stop stressing and your hair stop falling out
This is the deal, stick to it, no bailing out
Still hungry staring at an empty cupboard
Looks like they came, they conquered, they plundered
I know you don’t, but have you ever wondered
What would you do if you had enough hunger?
Hear the radio, it all sounds the same
Not playing no Gordo what a shame
That’s how it is so I had to up my game
Had to focus, had to get in frame
Feeling old but it’s all in your mind
Who knows when they’re gonna call your time
I saw the past fast forward in rewind
I just stare from my chair and recline
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7. |
510
02:31
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Feed it with your seeds and then repeat it
Leave it, got to beat it, also bleed it
Kneed it till you read it, do you need it
Weed it till your fears are all defeated
Didn’t really like what I penned but I send and it could’ve been
Better if I had a better set up and I let up, it would’ve been
Sweet If I had new teeth, head chief, and I set about
Need to get ready, earn a penny, be steady and I think about
Going on a runner, but I dunno and I’m running like a hooligan
Dumber getting dumber, I don’t wanna have a slumber in a loony bin
No easy money, fill your tummy, get your honey, not funny
So Sonny point your gunny, stay sunny, everybody needs a mummy
Listen you don’t know what is your missing
This is not a cause of superstition
Wish you’d get a move on, yeah I wish you
Get into the part, don’t skirt the issue
Had to get your boost, loosen the rhythm
Did you get the post? I guess you didn’t
Have to throw your dough to flee your prison
Even though it’s so open your vision
Really what you thinking of the rhythm, if you sit in, if you fit in
If you didn’t, if you kidding, get your bid in, bed ridden and your hidden
So flow H20 and I glow and I go with a right hook
Row to the show, UFO stay low and I might look
Static and erratic, and emphatic, don’t panic, stay low down
Running like a rabbit in a dead end and you had it and you know now
Gotta go ahead and send a demo but you know they never write back
So I’m gonna make another song and make it stronger and I strike back
Feed it with your seeds and then repeat it
Leave it, got to beat it, also bleed it
Kneed it till you read it, do you need it
Weed it till your fears are all defeated
Listen you don’t know what is your missing
This is not a cause of superstition
Wish you’d get a move on, yeah I wish you
Get into the part, don’t skirt the issue
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8. |
Butterfly
03:37
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Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sketch out the stretch and fetch and you will reach
White sand, yes I can, make a stand, draw your beach
Dream shatter, don’t worry don’t let it matter
Numbers don’t add up, don’t hurry, don’t treat the data
Little feet in my memory go pitter patter
Didn’t get it, don’t sweat it, just let it, keep your hat on
Do what you believe is true, know that you believe in you
Living like heathens do, thanks to who conceived of you
Have you even mapped out everything that you can even do
While others slept, take a step, believe it’s true
Eager will, eager do, take a peak, peak-a-boo
Don’t think, seek and do, no grim reaper ghoul
Your boat like the Titanic, take a leak or two
Won’t sink bounce back up like a kangaroo
Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sketch out the stretch and fetch and you will reach
White sand, yes I can, make a stand, draw your beach
Woke up shooting up like a skyscraper
Life sweet, need a treat so I might bake a
Flatbread, what’s said, need a life shake up
Juicy fruit, looking cute with no eye make up
Sum of one, onion with many layers
Full back, wing attack with many players
Be you a coward, or a thief or a dragon slayer
No chief, want peace so here my prayer
Bright beams bear down
Fight teams stare down
Light dreams fairground
Pipe dreams tear down
Quite clean bare ground
High steam rare sound
Lockdown wear down
Night queen wear crown
Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sketch out the stretch and fetch and you will reach
White sand, yes I can, make a stand, draw your beach
Old style can smile like a juvenile
Let it be like a senile in denial
Sharp teeth like a crocodile in the Nile
Fille me in, catch me up cos it’s been a while
It depends on your fate, if you bend or you break
Or you lend or you take, every piece of the cake
It depends on your state, are you friends with the state?
If you’re steady if you shake, if you’re ready if you’re late
It depends on your fate, if you bend or you break
Or you lend or you take, every piece of the cake
It depends on your state, are you friends with the state?
If you’re steady if you shake, if you’re ready if you’re late
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Pelican
02:50
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A rare old bird is the pelican
I’m gonna give you a little problem to test your powers of logical thinking
Paid your due, due to go
Staring at a faded glow
Under roofs stay below
Stable not able though
Table desk stare alone
No guests scary home
Well I guess I’ll carry on
With the stuff I barely own
Hairy dome bare bones
Tearing down the terra-dome
Shed a tear, shredded Rome
Where has everybody gone
Barrier baritone
Carrier carry home
Hot desert Arizone
Mapping out the genome
Reasons that resonate
No season to celebrate
Heathens at heavens gate
Pleading to vaccinate
Captions that captivate
Captured take the bait
Don’t talk procrastinate
Fashions that fascinate
A rare old bird is the pelican
His bill holds more than his belly can
He can take in his beak enough food for a week
I’m dammed if I know how the hell he can
I’m gonna give you a little problem to test your powers of logical thinking
Shooting from the balcony
Alcoholic alchemy
Barking down a rabid tree
Havoc turn to harmony
Free my pen from slavery
He resides where ravens be
Hope in a faint melody
Fellow fellows follow he
Broadcasters telling me
Freedom’s now a felony
Your well being will be
Monitored incessantly
Never cease war peace
Take a piece famine feast
Hungry beast say the least
Say your piece call a priest
Lead you on a merry dance
Handled with a heavy hand
Candle lit but no romance
Travel with the ferryman
Destination unknown
Knowing how the bombs blown
Evacuate trombone
Faded light sun glow
A rare old bird is the pelican
His bill holds more than his belly can
He can take in his beak enough food for a week
I’m dammed if I know how the hell he can
I’m gonna give you a little problem to test your powers of logical thinking
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11. |
YAK YAK YAK
03:02
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Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
A drop in the ocean
Stopped in motion
Locked in commotion
Got no notion
Rock and a hard place
Rotten, a car case
Caught in a car chase
Brought in the dark days
This guy is confessing
The sky is oppressing
High and depressing
Why are you messing
Fess up you arsed up
Yousef the last sup
Trumped by the daft duck
Who gave the last fuck
Low class the cast stuck
Bar fight the glass cut
Trapped in a fast buck
Upper mid the grass cut
Stop the bus last stop
Looking like a ras cloth
Mass stock a mascot
Cash out the cash stopped
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
No vision no outlook
An outback an old crook
Outfought and out-cooked
No clarity the doubt stood
Misheard misunderstood
Underground underwood
Unknown in the neighbourhood
One clown slay they should
Over-mark overbear
Lost my mark lost my bear
A missed dart stop your staring
Filled with fear no more dare
Bank clerk stamped reject
A loan shark might accept
A lone spark start the fire
Undercover on the wire
Under blubber abstract
Who discover odds stacked
Here’s Johnny, Bob’s back
No idea brains racked
Rack your brain no idea
Staying sane stem the fear
Friends close enemies near
Not knowing how to steer
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
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12. |
Dark Moth
04:14
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Quit your crawling hear the calling of the butterfly
Should be gliding but you’re stalling and you wonder why
Give it your best shot, fail well never mind
Sigh when you cry but you try and you can’t deny
Don’t stop going keep sowing and you will reap
Swimming in a sewer no allure up hip deep
Sketch out the stretch and fetch and you will reach
White sand, yes I can, make a stand, draw your beach
Dream shatter, don’t worry don’t let it matter
Numbers don’t add up, don’t hurry, don’t treat the data
Little feet in my memory go pitter patter
Didn’t get it, don’t sweat it, just let it, keep your hat on
Do what you believe is true, know that you believe in you
Living like heathens do, thanks to who conceived of you
Have you even mapped out everything that you can even do
While others slept, take a step, believe it’s true
Woke up shooting up like a sky scraper
Life sweet, need a treat so I might bake a
Flat bread, what’s said, need a life shake up
Juicy fruit, looking cute with no eye make up
Woke up shooting up like a sky scraper
Life sweet, need a treat so I might bake a
Flat bread, what’s said, need a life shake up
Juicy fruit, looking cute with no eye make up
Eager will, eager do, take a peak, peak-a-boo
Don’t think, seek and do, no grim reaper ghoul
Your boat like the Titanic, take a leak or two
Won’t sink bounce back up like a kangaroo
Sum of one, onion with many layers
Full back, wing attack with many players
Be you a coward, or a thief or a dragon slayer
No chief, want peace so here my prayer
Bright beams bear down
Fight teams stare down
Light dreams fairground
Pipe dreams tear down
Quite clean bare ground
High steam rare sound
Lockdown wear down
Night queen wear crown
Woke up shooting up like a sky scraper
Life sweet, need a treat so I might bake a
Flat bread, what’s said, need a life shake up
Juicy fruit, looking cute with no eye make up
Woke up shooting up like a sky scraper
Life sweet, need a treat so I might bake a
Flat bread, what’s said, need a life shake up
Juicy fruit, looking cute with no eye make up
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13. |
Low Tension
02:39
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No vision no outlook
An outback an old crook
Outfought and out-cooked
No clarity the doubt stood
Misheard misunderstood
Underground underwood
Unknown in the neighbourhood
One clown slay they should
Over-mark overbearing
Lost my mark lost my bearing
A missed dart stop your staring
Filled with fear no more daring
A Bank clerk stamped reject
A loan shark might accept
A lone spark start the fire
Undercover on the wire
Under blubber abstract
Who discover odds stacked
Here’s Johnny, Bob’s back
No idea brains racked
Rack your brain no idea
Staying sane stem the fear
Friends close your enemies near
Not knowing how to steer
A drop in the ocean
Stopped in motion
Locked in commotion
Got no notion
Between a rock and a hard place
Rotten, a car case
Caught in a car chase
Brought in the dark days
This guy is confessing
The sky is oppressing
So high and depressing
So why are you messing
Fess up you arsed up
Youssef the last sup
Trumped by the daft duck
Who gave the last fuck
Low class the cast stuck
Bar fight the glass cut
Trapped in a fast buck
Upper mid the grass cut
Stop the bus last stop
Looking like a ras cloth
Mass stock a mascot
Cash out the cash stopped
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Ghostown Morecambe, UK
Making wonky hip hop since 98. Musician/Beatmaker/vocalist Rael from the UK expatriated to France where he created Ghostown. Bringing elements of tsigane folk music, electro, dub and trip hop to an unconventional uncompromising alternative hip hop festival which can't be pinned down or categorised. ... more
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