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Health and Safety
03:56
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I was only thinking of your heath and safety
I was only hoping that you'd get home safely
I was only pointing out to you your fear and frailty
I was only praying hard for your crying baby...
For your crying baby
I was only thinking of your health and safety
I was only hoping that you'd get home safely
For you health and safety
I only took your hand so I could read your future
Slipped you a five year plan just to predict the rumours
I was only making you aware of all the dangers
That form a mother's tear during a troubled labour...
During a troubled labour
I was only thinking of your health and safety
I was only hoping that you'd get home safely
For you health and safety
I was only thinking of your health and safety
I was only pointing out your fear and frailty
For your health and safety
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2. |
Right as Rain
03:51
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When I woke up this morning
Everything was right as rain
Paid no attention to the warnings
It would not be brought back up again
And yeah, yeah, yeah
Just like an officer announcing
That they had given up the search
The fear inside consumed me
Suddenly I feared the worst
When I woke up this morning
I was feeling calmly sane
Gave no mention to the calling
Of the cold and exposed pain
And yeah, yeah yeah
Just like a black box recording
Salvaged from an unflown plane
The fear inside pre-warned me
That I only had myself to blame
And yeah yeah yeah
I was feeling right as rain...
...kept telling myself that again...
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London, England
03:20
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This is London, England
Capital city of whole kingdom
E and E congestion
This is London, England
This is London, England
Capital city of a whole nation
Staffordshire Terrier, Alsatian
Tales from London, England
Ah Ah there’s so much to do and
Ah ah so much to do and see, so much to do and see
Ah ah the there’s so much to do here and
Ah ah the dogs are a howling
Ah ah the dogs are a howling
Ah ah the dogs are a howling
Ah ah howling out for me
This is London, England
Capital city of a whole kingdom
This is all pulp fiction
Tales of London England
Can’t take it, take it away from me
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Seven Shits
03:45
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You’re boring, you’re boring, you’re boring
You’re boring, you’re boring, you’re boring
You are boring the seven shits out of me
Like and exam in the rain
Or the constant delay of a derailed train
Or being told to start acting like a man or behaving like a woman
You’re boring, you’re boring, you’re boring
You’re boring, you’re boring, you’re boring
You’re still boring the seven out of me
Like the fight against a needless ban
I won’t talk to the hand nor your black leather fan
I won’t be told to start acting like a man or behaving like a woman
You’re boring, you’re boring, you’re boring
You’re boring, you’re boring, you’re boring
Uh uh uh, Uh uh oh, Like the tireless pursuit to find heaven
Uh uh, uh, uh uh uh, I’m straining out my number seven
You are pushing for an eight out of me
Like the sky above a mindless queue
Grown Women and grown men are told to re-join the end
Carrying rocks on their backs they march into oblivion
Uh uh uh, Uh uh oh, Like the tireless pursuit to find heaven
Uh uh, uh, uh uh uh, I’m straining out my number seven
You are boring the shit out of me
On and on like a useless machine
You keep going with your tiresome routine
On and on like a useless machine
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Dead Skin Sessions Brighton, UK
Dead Skin Sessions are an alt rock band from Brighton, UK. Angry but not angst, fierce yet vulnerable and aggressive but not ugly, the duo's low fi tone infuses sonic grit and jagged distortion to ignite their signature sound of upbeat raw emotion and fierce vulnerability. ... more
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