1. |
Babalon
02:49
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I'm high Don Qixote,
I live on Peyote,
Hashish morphine and cocaine,
I don't know the sadness,
Only the madness,
That eats at the heart and the brain,
Babes alone in Babalon,
Babes alone in Babalon,
Babes alone in Babalon,
Out of the Storm, out of the Storm
The Ruby Star,
Shines unto me,
Over the Tower,
The Empty streets,
The Morning sky,
It bleeds and bleeds,
A rose has opened,
The Whore's coming,
Babes alone in Babalon,
Babes alone in Babalon,
Babes alone in Babalon,
Out of the Storm, out of the Storm
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2. |
Domestic
02:44
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Through the night,
I hear you screaming,
Fight, fight, fight,
Without a reason,
Drinking 'til your blood runs thick,
With alcohol and makes you sick,
Hide your hate,
With empty laughter,
Dry your tears,
Too late it's hurt her,
Bruises from the night before,
It's too bad that she's left your,
Sorry ass, your broken past,
Seen through that bullshit, two-faced mask,
The life you thought you could control,
Has taken back the heart that you once stole
Drop those pills,
And try to forget,
Take that line, to hide your regrets,
What a fuck up,
oh so stuck up
Why don't you just fucking shut up,
Improvise with rusty needles
Hide your lies with cheap placebos,
What happened behind closed doors
has opened up, now she's left your,
Sorry ass, your broken past,
Seen through that bullshit, two-faced mask,
The life you thought you could control,
Has taken back the heart that you once stole
Through the night,
I hear you screaming,
Fight, fight, fight,
Without a reason,
Drinking 'til your blood runs thick,
With alcohol and makes you sick,
Hide your hate,
With empty laughter,
Dry your tears,
Too late it's hurt her,
Bruises from the night before,
It's too bad that she's left your,
Sorry ass, your broken past,
Seen through that bullshit, two-faced mask,
The life you thought you could control,
Has taken back the heart that you once stole
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3. |
Jeremy
02:02
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When I was thirteen
My mate loved this guy
Called Jeremy
The playboy of our class,
She was so shy,
A shrinking violet,
And as for him,
Well listen to my tale,
She used to sit there,
Adoring him,
He'd be with his mates,
discussing tits,
I hope you die [etc.]
Then someone told him
My mate had a crush
Jermey was a bully
Jeremy was a c*nt
So infront of friend
In front of enemy's
he got a pig out
cut from a magazine
He said "the day
You look like this
You will be mine
Now you make me sick"
I hope you die [etc.]
When I was 30
She said to me,
He's on facebook, Lou,
I said "that little twit,
The way he treated you,
You my best friend,
That stupid Jeremy,
Bring me his balding head"
He's not so much,
Of a hottie,
Get throat cancer,
Avenge you, lady
I hope you die [etc.]
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4. |
NOTBOT
01:59
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5. |
Simple People
01:33
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It's quite simple
We are simple people
If I had to to chose
I'd rather lose
I'm not indifferent
Certainly not different
Don't shine the limelight on me
Photoshopped babies
Press Exclusivity
Glamour Nation
Hooked on Television
First class fakers
Acting all like strippers
Won't make a product of me
This is an anti-OK song
This is an anti-Closer song
This is an anti-TV song
This is an anti-pop song song
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6. |
Nazi Bull Dyke
02:07
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She's been drinking,
Been smoking,
Been texting,
Been mailing,
Three drinks later,
She freaks out,
I'm the mouse
And she's the cat,
My stalker is a...
Nazi bull dyke
Got tattooed,
In Munich,
Got inspired,
In Auschwitz
She's on a bullet train
One way ticket
and straight to hell
My stalker is a...
Nazi bull dyke
She's in my mirror
She's behind me
Touching my bumper
She's chasing me
All around Paignton
In her Nazi car
How could she let it
Get this far?
My stalker is a...
Nazi bull dyke
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7. |
BCG
01:44
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8. |
Knee Jerk Reaction
01:17
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Every time we get a new love
you take it away
Every time we try to escape
You throw away the key
The more you crush us, the more we get high
The more you crush us, the more we get high
The more you crush us, the more we get high
Oh my god, they killed Kitty
You bastards
Every time we get a new life
You never agree
Feeding lies will cause our lives
To turn reactionary
They've got a front page for every kid who died
They've got a front page for every kid who died
They've got a front page for every kid who died
Oh my god, they killed Kitty
You bastards
Adolf Hitler, loved Kitty
Abu Hamza, loved Kitty
Al-Qaeda, loved Kitty
Myra Hindley, loved Kitty
Foxy Knoxy, loved Kitty
I read it in the daily star
I read it in the daily star
I read it in the daily star
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9. |
3 Bottles
01:50
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Can't force a smile
Coz my daddy loved me
Can't raise my voice
Coz the Law won't let me
Tried to help myself
Tried to help my friends
Emptiness is my God-send
Can't do this job cos
I can't be bothered
Get off our asses
Cos we're always shattered
I'm a work place casualty
Can't see the forest for the trees
Why do you feel so dull ?
Can't sing in tune
Cos I'm always coughing
Can't go to town
Cos my car's a ruin
Can't keep chaste
I'm always aching
Can't tell the truth
Cos you'd think I'm lying
Can't finish a sentence
Without swearing
I'm so blonde
I don't need bleaching
Always trying, never reaching
Can't stuff my bra
Cos I burnt the damn thing
Why do you feel so dull?
You'll never guess what feels the best
The three bottles of wine effect
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10. |
Bunny Boiler
02:38
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That girls so pretty,
It makes me sick,
Enhanced, airbrushed
Bolemic
An old man's
Freakshow fantasy
With narcissistic tendencies
Bunny Boiler
Playboy, Hustler
Bunny Boiler
Playboy, Hustler
Cal your lawyers,
Playboy, Hustler
Cal your lawyers,
Playboy,
Fuck you Hustler
That picture perfect
Slut fetish
They say it taunts
Pseudo rapists
The demagogue
Of the master race,
Selling sex
To the populace,
Bunny Boiler
Playboy, Hustler
Bunny Boiler
Playboy, Hustler
Cal your lawyers,
Playboy, Hustler
Cal your lawyers,
Playboy,
Fuck you Hustler
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11. |
Song For Aurelie
02:32
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I got your boots if only you knew
The wild nights I had them on
Boys with sparkling eyes and tattoes
The type you wanna carry home
Your Sun's gone down but my Moon is rising
I may be down but I'll keep on dancing
I got your skirts you should have been there
When I jumped into the Crowd
I kicked the lead singer in the head
Babe I know you'd have been proud
Your Sun's gone down but my Moon is rising
I may be broke but I keep on drinking
I watched that shit film the other day
I know that you'd have loved it
I got a new lover and he's here to stay
What a shame you won't meet him
Your Sun's gone down but my Moon is rising
You'd be 31 and the years are dragging on
With you gone.
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Husbands N Knives England, UK
Formed in the Summer of 2008, Husbands 'N' Knives are a punk/riot grrrl band from Torquay,
UK.
Chaotic, energetic, anarchistic, defiant, their songs are sprinkled with a good dose of punk humour and fuelled by a wild, vibrant, feminist Witchcraft.
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