1. |
Cliche Ride
04:14
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VERSE 1
roll up roll up to the penny bizarre - you don’t have to travel to far
roll up roll up unroll your mind - join the deaf the dumb and the blind
CHORUS
grass is greener on the other side
on the rock n roll bullshit cliché ride – x 2
VERSE 2
roll up roll up all you hippy cats - cardboard cock a roach rizzler rats
the first ones free no charge on the door - you can pay me when you need some more
CHORUS
grass is greener on the other side
on the rock n roll bullshit cliché ride – x 2
BRIDGE
habits can be formed
even if your warned
the need to get high
means you play with fire
you gonna get burned
VERSE 3
roll up roll up in the rain and snow - its premium grade it’s a real home grow
come on down there’s a circus in town - play the fool everybody's a clown
CHORUS
grass is greener on the other side
on the rock n roll bullshit cliché ride – x 2
VERSE 4
roll up roll up I just don’t care - sometimes life just ain't fair
just can't seem to get outta bed - sometimes feel I’d be better off dead
CHORUS
grass ain’t greener on the other side
on the rock n roll bullshit cliché ride – x 2
BRIDGE
habits can be formed
even if your warned
the need to get high
means you play with fire
you gonna get burned
you gonna get burned
you gonna get burned
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2. |
The Open Road
03:12
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The Open Road
VERSE 1
Years of being tied down to the boredom of a desk
He felt the strain of sadness and the pressure and duress
It never gave him what he needs
Or stop the hunger he must feed
He’s dreamin of the open road to night
CHORUS
He’s livin on his motorcycle dreams
The open road calling hard to night
His blanket and a saddlebag
Are tied down hard and tight
He’s dreamin of the open road to night
VERSE 2
Life can throw a curve ball farther on up the road
Gasoline and alcohol can be a heavy load
He’s longing for the western wind
Ad ventures that the road can bring
He’s dreamin of the open road to night
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS
VERSE 3
In denim jeans and leathers he rides the iron horse
He don’t need maps or GPS to find a steady course
His dreams will take him far away
To Where the sun shines everyday
He’s dreamin of the open road to night
CHORUS
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3. |
Jobs no more
04:45
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Jobs No More
VERSE 1
Today they closed my factory down - they let the heart die in my town
Men and women out of work - factory floor to office clerk
No need to rise on Monday morn - no work to do to earn ya corn
All my friends I saw each day - sadly haven’t much to say
CHORUS
microchip technology - came with no apology
Computers do the work of ten - jobs no more for boys and men X 2
VERSE 1
Wagons came with cranes today - to load the looms to take away
In welders boot and leather cap - they cut the pipework up for scrap
Ships are loaded ropes released - destination thee far east
We led the world its British made - now substandard import trade
CHORUS
VERSE 1
Months went by then turn to years - no jobs had men reduced to tears
No Christmas dinner Sunday best - birthdays cancelled and the rest
I’d give ya anything you like - but sorry lad there’s no new bike
Money’s tight and times are hard - I can’t afford a birthday card
CHORUS
VERSE 1
Now my young lads turned twenty four - he's never had a job before
And his young son is only three - but he'll have no job just like me
Silicon chips made everything fast - our way of life left in the past
We thought that this technology - would benefit our prodigy
CHORUS
VERSE 1
They closed the old job Centre down - demolished half of my old town
Undermined by the minimum wage - increasing the retirement age
All the pubs have hired thugs - its booming business selling drugs
England’s gardens full of weed - now there’s to many mouths to feed
CHORUS
VERSE 1
We’re waiting for the good old days - when we all worked in different ways
It’s no one’s fault no one to blame - inevitable change that came
Now there’s a motto that is apt - to survive you must adapt
I've found a market with a need - I'm growing plants and selling weed
CHORUS
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4. |
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Just A Frind facebook song
VERSE 1
I been a friend on facebook quite a while
The comments and photo's make me smile
And its good to follow trends that people show
But don't try to make a friend that you don't know
CHORUS
I'm not a social stalker on the net
I’m just a friend you ain't already met
I'd really like to add you as a friend
But facebook want's put this to an end
VERSE 1
I always thought that facebook was a place
To know people you don't meet face to face
And you could get to know them all online
People you could talk to all the time
CHORUS
VERSE 1
There's one thing that you all must understand
It’s a lesson that I had to learn first hand
To know the silly rules when you begin
Cos making friends you don’t know is a sin
CHORUS
VERSE 1
I been banned from making friends for 14 days
I’ve had learn the error of my ways
If facebook dosnt want me as a friend
I’ll have to bring my profile to an end
CHORUS
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5. |
Alive in Palestine
04:32
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6. |
Standin in a River
03:42
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standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick a line
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
try to catch a fish - fish got away
try to catch me a meal - put on my plate
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick a line
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
try to catch a fish - any fool can see
try to catch a fish - made a fool out a me
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
INSTRUMENTAL-------------------------------------------
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick a line
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
I can see that fish - he's swimmin free
I can see that fish - he's laughin at me
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
standin in a river up to my waste startin to feel the cold
standin in a river up to my waste my bones are gettin old
gonna leave that fish - for another day
in the beautiful river - where he can stay
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
INSTRUMENTAL-------------------------------------------
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick a line
standin in a river up to my waste tryin to flick that fly
try to catch a fish - any fool can see
try to catch a fish - made a fool out a me
standin in a river up to my waste think I’ll go on home
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7. |
The Heavenly Main
03:27
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8. |
Powder Milk Blues
03:34
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9. |
Toronto Banksman
03:41
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CHORUS
He was the son of a Toronto banksman
Lifting loads off the inbound ships
Guiding cranes above the fleet
To lay the load down at his feet
With the waving of his arms to the sky
VERSE 1
His father work the docks - And his grandpa before him
Tradition of the bloodline of the men
In the cold and in the rain - Just their arms take the strain
Of the rope nets that were swinging off the crane
CHORUS
VERSE 2
With one eye on the load - And the other on the road
He’d safely lay the goods down to rest
But he never saw the boy - That was playing with his toy
Who had no right to be playing on the docks
CHORUS
VERSE 3
As they lowered down the crate - It sealed the young boys fate
Nothing left but a little broken toy
All the men were brought to tears - worst they'd seen in a forty years
Was the death of that poor little boy
CHORUS
VERSE 4
From the docks he walked away -Didn’t even get his pay
Couldn’t bring himself to re turn
Took his son to work that day - And the price he had to pay
His blood will never work the docks again
CHORUS
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10. |
High Maintenance
03:48
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