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Song's on the Back Foot

by G J Armstrong

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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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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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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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Just a Friend (facebook song) 03:02
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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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Alive in Palestine 04:32
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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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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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High Maintenance 03:48
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Ten song’s over five years, Songs from social comment to the comical farce of social networking, Story song’s and song’s of personal grief,

From the rich timbre of Acoustic Guitar to the slide guitar of the delta blues, Its Folk Blues and Americana all the way laced with Banjo, this debut album is showcasing the talent of G.J. Armstrong from writing the song’s to playing every instrument, carried along with his distinctive vocals,

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released September 29, 2016

all words and music by G,J, Armstrong
All instruments and vocals by G,J, Armstrong

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