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Hipshaker
04:39
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Nobody appreciates my curse
But someone has to do the dirty work
Holding my Mexican jumping bean
Behold the greatest moves you've never seen
Here's something you probably don't even know
In a crowd I dance all alone
The show I give selflessly to everyone else
But I just keep the groove to myself
Who wants to dance the best to everything?
I make it look so easy but it costs me
I did a deal with Mephistopheles
And in the meantime
The compound interest has bruised my knees
Were I to draw a shape in the air soft and low
Your eyes would have nowhere else to go
But shame on me, my favourite, I must confess
That moment of sharp intake of breath.
Hipshaker
Hipshaker
Hipshaker
Who wants to dance the best to everything?
I make it look so easy but it costs me
I did a deal with Mephistopheles
And in the meantime
The compound interest has bruised my knees
Who wants to dance the best to everything?
I make it look so easy but it costs me
And in exchange for my immortal soul
I get to dance the best and get my hole.
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2. |
Footsteps
02:47
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I never breathe a word
I never make a sound
And I slide when you look round
And when you look for me
I blend into the scenery
You seldom know I'm there
But I know what you are because I walk in
Footsteps tiptoe soft
You’re never gonna be alone with me looking on
(You make me feel like someone else)
I’ll dance at your heels
And now I wanna be myself
And like a dragonfly
Flit in the corner of your eye
And I feed upon the gloom
And in the evening light
I can feed my appetite
And slink into the dawn
But I know what you are because I walk in your
When I get long day's dying
When I get gone you're dead
When I get long day's dying
When I get gone you're
Footsteps tiptoe soft
You make me wanna be myself
You’re never gonna be
Footsteps tiptoe soft
You’re never gonna be alone
With me looking on
You’re never gonna be
I’ll dance at your heels
And everything I will reveal
Of your paragon
You make me wanna be myself
And now I wanna be myself
I only wanna be myself
And now I wanna be myself
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How did women’s fashion end up with stilettos?
It’s a style that means you can’t get away
Can’t get away
Can’t get away
Can’t get away
How did that pussy-grabbing, racist win the White House?
Another criminal. Some things never change
Things never change
Things never change
Things never change
White men had it all their way so long they went and fucked it up for everyone
Now there’s just a little bit of pushback and it’s crisis existential
Shut up and take your medicine
Let’s have entitlement for everyone (wah wah wah wah!)
Fuckssake, we can still have fun
What is the problem?
No let’s roll back years of this patriarchal bullshit
And start again cos something’s broke
Something’s broke
Something’s broke
Something’s broke
White men had it all their way so long they went and fucked it up for everyone
Now there’s just a little bit of pushback and it’s crisis existential
Shut up and take your medicine
Let’s have entitlement for everyone (wah wah wah wah!)
Fuckssake, we can still have fun
What is the problem?
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4. |
The Chain Links
03:58
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I shoulda known from the top
So many signs
All to betray
Each little thing
Gives you away
Whenever you smile it's a ruse
Just to deceive
Try to seduce
Me to receive
Tender abuse
You never mean whatcha say
Say what you mean
Hide what you will
Know what to seem
Slide in between
You're all about the pursuit
Fair weather friend
Conscious mute
Selfish ends
Wrestle the truth
How does it bend?
Ever so charming and mercurial
Whenever it was suitable
Just turn your back and slip another skin
Forever playing all the margins
And your personal entanglements be damned
Perish the thought you'd kill for sport
The taste for blood is in yours
Heritable
Perpetual
The chain links on forever
A hidden hand to protect
The man from the deed
Never to pay
Only to take
That's guaranteed
I was another mind to corrupt
Just suckered in
It’s no mistake
Money can make
You blind to the sin
Ever so charming and mercurial
Whenever it was suitable
Just turn your back and slip another skin
Forever playing all the margins
And your personal entanglements be damned
Perish the thought you'd kill for sport
The taste for blood is in yours
Heritable
Perpetual
The chain links on forever
Teach me a lesson
In passive aggression
And all of the mind games
Think of the conquest
Bay at the quarry
Slavering at the mouth
Perish the thought you'd kill for sport
The taste for blood is in yours
Heritable
Perpetual
The chain links on forever
Perish the thought you'd kill for sport
The taste for blood is in yours
Heritable
Perpetual
The chain links on forever
The chain links on forever
The chain links on…
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5. |
Scratch n Sniff
05:30
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When at first I, far too timid
Take what's owed me, it's not only the
Fear of doing and consequence
It's the absence of free will
If you never scratch away
You'll never get a sniff
You'll never know a life not this
Such distraction can be soothing
You may cherish such daydreaming
Starting over's always tempting
Attend the nature of those tears
If you never scratch away
The scab of what you know
You'll never catch the scent
You'll never know its pull
Scratch you start from scratch
You start from scratch
You start and never looking
Back to where you came from
Never looking back
You start from sniff
But only if
You've got the gift
Of never stopping, always talking
Never stopping
Where did all the time go
I only got one throw
Plans are for the hungry
I cut all the wrong keys
And now I can't get in and my own
History evaded me
But there are those who live to tell
The favourable, the sweetest smelling truth
Cauterise and give me cover
Oh memory and simple fickle feeling
Ain't no thing wallow while you're wondering
Oh where did all the dreams go
You chose to turn them down low
The trick of perspective
Don't remember why though
Somewhere I went wrong
Decisions linger on
As I fall into a life of compromise.
You take it with a pinch and close your eyes to other things.
It’s the only way
The lonely way to be
You take it with a pinch and close your eyes to other things.
It’s the only way
The only way to play
Where did all the time go?
You only get one throw
Where did all the dreams go?
Cut and paste another one today
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6. |
Oi
04:17
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They blow so hot and cold - they don't even know themselves
And there's no self reflection here to get in the way
The drink will flow, the tension grows, and tempers will fray
And so reveal the honest face of a deeper love
Go and they go and they go and they go and they
Fall and they fall and they fall and they fall
Together, together, together again
Tattoos are forever but green at the end
Simply put you're in the club when the going's good
But if you're on your knees too long the cheers turn to booze
The fuse too often short, the damage collateral
An artifice so delicate, but laid anyway
Go and they go and they go and they go and they
Fall and they fall and they fall and they fall
Together, together, together again
Tattoos are forever but green at the end
Stop!
What's wrong with you?
That's not okay
So get off, so get off off this bandwagon
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7. |
Mexicans
04:03
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We carry all upon our backs, and leave the rest of it behind
And forge ahead for the life beyond the imaginary line
The choice is not a choice at all
The choice is not a choice at all
Now with the bit between our teeth, desire is boiling underneath
To sleep, perchance to steal a glance at this pan-American dream
All men created equal but perhaps that's not the likes of us
This talk of building up a wall makes no difference at all
The one to fear is in your mind, it stops you every time
From meeting in the middle, where 'you and me' is a little bit of 'us'
Let's not examine this too close, who really stands to lose the most
A gig economy of college degrees fighting over scraps
And who's the first to take the blame?
I don't wanna play that game
Stranger in a strange land
Waiting is
He don't grok at all
Stranger in a strange land
Waiting is
He don't grok at all
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8. |
Armchair Politician
04:41
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It's not only me thinks we are
Falling heavily
Out of love with every step we take
Despite what may thru yonder skylight break
Those good old days are not what they're cracked up to be
When we were not so free as we were recently
Walk a mile in my shoes and then disagree
Lock horns in the dead of the night
Like a spread eagle, talons in flight
A simplistic decision
In or out
With division set for life...
And even though it leaves us all behind
Now we find that secretly
We harbour hope that progress falters
Petulant the child who knows
To solve it with "I told you so"
Don't it feel shitty in this minority
To cut our noses off to spite our polity
Close your eyes and try to disagree
Lock horns in the dead of the night
Like a spread eagle, talons in flight
A simplistic decision
In or out
With division set for life
Even though it leaves us all behind
Swinging back and forth and left to right
The armchair politician's always right
Look into their eyes and tell me you don't see they're human being
To be free, truly, you've got to grant the same to everybody.
Lock horns in the dead of the night
Like a spread eagle, talons in flight
A simplistic decision
In or out
With division set for life
Even though it leaves us all behind
Swinging back and forth and left to right
The armchair politician's always right
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9. |
Divide | Rule
05:48
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I don't need division anymore
I don't want it darkening my door
All the negativity that curbs the big society and brings us only enmity can go
So cross me off and don't forget this one expression
I reserve for nothing but the likes of you, weak chin
Your party and your popularity contest led to this
It does nothing for the people or for me
Get out
You gotta respond
You gotta respond
You gotta responsibility
You gotta ticket
You gotta ticket
You gotta take it seriously
You never back up
You never back up
Back up your words
Prove to me you comprehend
The shape of want
And dignity
The epic sweep of history
Of power preying on the weak
Levering our prejudice
Demonising otherness
It's the oldest trick in the book
Divide and rule
Change may be the only thing
You can rely on
Always thrusting on
And it should keep us hungry for
The best of all the worlds in store
Your treasured memories
Realise that's all they are
We can never go back
To fix any of the mistakes
We were always supposed to make
And learn from them
Think twice and then
Don't move so fast
Don't break so much
You owe your ancestors that much
We came from shit
But you don't have to dwell in it
The tried and true (divide and rule)
Don't suffer fools (divide and rule)
Needlessly cruel (divide and rule)
Cast off the rough and sell the jewel
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Foolscap scrawl in a crude hand
Trying to keep the spark alive
What a moment to get excited
A simple truth, a clarity
Teary-eyed at the open window
He screams into the wind
I know he's got the best intentions
He's just trying to save the world with a song
It happens too few times to mention
But sometimes he gets them all to sing along
Such high hopes, such a mockery
Of the reality but
This suspension of disbelief,
We never stop seeking out.
So don't get too downhearted
There's always someone carrying
All the lightness we discarded
I know, oh I know, oh I know
I know he's got the best intentions
He's just trying to save the world with a song
It happens too few times to mention
But sometimes he gets them all to sing along
Why?
What are we writing for?
Words are just air
Actions win the war
Oh why?
What are we writing for?
Words are just wasted
Actions win the war
I try to stage an intervention
But all my clever words come out all wrong
His flights of fancy and invention
In the end persuade me to sting along
What are we fighting for?
Words are just wasted
Actions win the war
Oh why?
What are we writing for?
Words are just air
Actions win the war
Oh why?
What are we fighting for?
Words are just wasted
Actions win the war
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Motorcycle Display Team London, UK
London rock act since 2007. Stevoknievo on vocals and guitars, Brad Larroquette on bass, Morgan Condon on drums.
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