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Change (feat. Ed Ache)
02:20
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I put away my party shoes and I cut off my mohawk
I need to back up my arguments and not just be all talk
I'm so bored of watching bands all just fade into the same song
The same band, no-one's saying anything, nothing's getting done
I want to see your blood spilt on the stage
I want to hear your heartbeat through the PA
I want to hear true adolescent rage
I want to be inspired, I want to see something change
I'm tired of drinking until the band get better
I want to hear bands that make me dance, even when I'm sober
Reunion tours, rocking the cashbox, you said you'd get back together
When Hell was frozen over
Chorus
Is that too much to ask?
Probably.
Chorus.
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The Ghosts Of Punk Rock
02:23
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(For The Exploited)
I met Gary McCormack in the basement of a tenement flat
And he told me 'a man's a man for a' that'
I met Big John Duncan in the windowless kitchen of a Tollcross flat
And he told me 'nothing lasts forever, and that's that'
The ghosts of punk rock, they walk these streets
The ghosts of punk rock, they walk these streets
I met Wattie Buchan in a crowded bar, and he told me all the things he'd learnt hadn't got him that far
He gets criticised a lot for his money and his flash car
But I don't think you should use the same brush or the same tar
I don't think you should use the same brush or the same tar
Cause without him, there would be no Dead Cities
Without him, there would be no Alternative
Without him, there would be no UK 82
And it was him that wrote Army Life, not you.
The ghosts of punk rock, they walk these streets.
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The Difference
02:45
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You say that you feel trapped, suffocated by the city's skyline
And you just can't relax, well, I'm inclined to disagree
You see, you and me, we see things differently
And the smoke and the smog in the city streets, are what remind my heart to beat
I see romance in the rooftops, beauty in the billboards
The industrial age seems like the glory days, the golden age
But you long for the trees, the hills and the mountain top to take your breath away and make your heart stop
Far away from freezing on a park bench, waiting for the landlord's knock
To you the grass is always greener, than concrete blocks and cold brick walls
You're more inspired by the rivers than shopping malls and toilet stalls
It never meant much to me, I'd trade a beautiful view for graffiti
But that's the difference, between you and me
These city streets where beggars sleep
Are where my heart lies and what remind it to beat
These city streets ruled by liars, thieves and cheats
Are where the sunrise looks most beautiful to me, most beautiful to me
Chorus
And that's the difference, between you and me.
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Leaving Town
02:56
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(For Sam)
The whole city's shut down, and I'm the only one around
Walking home in the dark, wondering where you are
I've got six miles to go, my boots drum out a tattoo on the tarmac
And I haven't seen your face since I got home
I haven't seen anyone, it's easier alone
And she said 'nothing worth keeping ever happens that fast'
She learnt all of her lessons in the past
And I sat down on the staircase with my head in my hands
And I thought about leaving town, and never coming back
I talked to a friend after the funeral
And he said we were going nowhere fast
And we drank to Sam's memory, drank to our misery
Drank til there was nothing left for either of us to say
Nothing worth keeping ever happens that fast
We learnt all of our lessons in the past
And I sat down on the staircase with my head in my hands
And I thought about leaving town, and never coming back
About leaving town, and never coming back
About leaving town, I'm never coming back.
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BILLY LIAR Edinburgh, UK
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