1. |
Cathedral Climber
04:09
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I was looking for adventure
I’d been watching
Too many action films
Now I was in one
Heavy drinking, intoxication
I remember thinking
That I was on a mission
When I saw the ladder
I was on my way
To the to top when they
Realised I'd disappeared
My good friends could have
Never guessed I was
sitting all the way up there
Alone, as the drinks fully hit me
I was more pissed than I'd ever been
Drifting in and out of consciousness
Losing my grip
On that holy, slanted, rooftop
I was in trouble
This doesn't feel right
They must have drugged me
How could I be so inebriated?
I don't think that I can get down
Truth be told I was smashing windows
I was just another angry teenager
You could have broken your neck
You drunken idiot
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2. |
Cutting Ties
04:02
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So it turns out
You’re a weasel
Going about
Stabbing people in the back
When they least expect it
We had no idea
You were such a prick
Now show yourself
you coward
You hypocrite
Insecure
You’re unhinged
Constantly convinced that
You’re doing the right thing
Did they ignore you as a child?
Did you crave attention?
You’ve got it now
It’s not worthwhile
Attempting to figure you out
Cutting ties
It’s everything personal
All these rubbish people
And cut ties
It’s everything personal
We’re only here
For such a short time
I don’t need rubbish people
In my life
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3. |
Poor Wretches
03:42
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Darker earlier
It's getting colder
We know what's coming
Where did the year go?
And I can see my breath
A good reminder that I am alive
As if I'd forgotten
Be grateful for what you've got
Is the message that we're getting
From the people at the top
How helpful, Of course,
Why didn't we think of that?
We're so lucky to have you
Decisions have been made
We're not paid to think
We moan but we never complain
It must be so lonely
All the way up there
And there are no ladders left
You have made sure of that
Where did your friends go?
We should
stay where we are
Be content
Not strive for anything more
Your fortunes are safe
We moan but we never complain
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4. |
Dystopian Ditty
01:32
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None
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5. |
Bad Centuries
02:09
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Endless booze and cigarettes
She just wanted to forget about
The hand that she’d be dealt
And there was no one else
So we joined her
Then awkwardly made our excuses
We knew that she
Never wanted us to leave
Expecting company
There are others on their way
They’ll be here soon
But I might as well enjoy the wait
As we made our escape
I looked back at that pitiful state
I thought about my life
I should have done things differently
Why didn’t I do things differently?
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6. |
Indie Trendy
03:38
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How do they breathe
In those skinny-fit jeans?
Where does the penis go?
It's so confusing
Reduction in sperm production
An increase in oestrogen
And I wonder
Why are you so serious?
And I wonder
What made you think this was acceptable?
Your testicles are overheating
And we all think you need a beating
So you're in a band
Well that's brilliant
It doesnt mean you have to
Dress and act like a complete and utter...
Constable arrest that man
He stole the identity
From someone on the cover of the NME
You look so serious
And you should do
This is completely unacceptable
Your testicles are overheating
And we all think you need a beating
Indie Trendy, Scene Whore,
It’s not about the music anymore
Let's drink up
Let's move on
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7. |
The Scene
03:18
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A scrawny bitch is screaming on the stage
Wearing a vest and I can see his rib cage
The kids are loving it
I'm looking for a place to sit
Seemingly they've got 'the look'
But what about the music?
I've never been part of the scene
And I've never wanted to be
It's too fashionable for me
I'm the old man at the back of the room
Looking disappointed and thoroughly confused
Bloody hell this place has changed
I'd leave if I hadn't paid so much to get in
My patience is a patient
Suffering from wearing thin
Apparently these guys are huge
Look at all those trendy tattoos
Flesh holes and trucker caps
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