1. |
Stardust
02:09
|
|||
|
Stardust
Sometimes ya might feel like you don't matter and that everything you do is pointless, and in the grand scheme of things, youre right. You're surrounded by people that don't care about you or your problems cause theyre to bogged down with their own shit, their own internal fears. You are forever locked inside your own body and no one will ever understand what it is to be you. You are truly alone.
We are made of stardust but so is shite x3
Now get some perspective on your life
In 100 years or so ,or a lot less, after your death, no one will even know you excited. The universe and time are so vast and uncaring that to them you are less than an atom that lives it's whole painfully sorry confused existence in the blink of an eye. Like a fart in the wind. One moment you were there and the next you'll be gone, before anything even noticed. Good holy Mary and St Joseph
We are made of stardust but so is shite x3
Now get some perspective on your life
But then, on the day you were born to your mother, or even the first time someone fell in love with you, even if it was just for a fleeting moment, to someone you were, or maybe still are, the most important and beautiful thing that has ever been in all of creation, you mattered more than it all. And even if it was just for one day, surely you can see how magical that is...how magical you are...not me though, I think you're a cunt.
We are made of stardust but so is shite x3
Now get some perspective on your life
|
||||
2. |
Madhouse by Day
02:08
|
|||
|
Madhouse by day
All the fuckin headers are back in town x2
It used to be like this
Back in the 80s
Sept there ain't no solders now
Searching auld ladies
But the manic street preachers
Are back by the dozen
With faces that look like
Their parents were cousins
They dont have no problem
Ignoring the junkies
That sit on the cribbies
With eyes that are hungry
Banging on about Jesus
And the souls of the nation
And the dangers of gay love
And masturbation
All the fuckin headers are back in town x2
When I walk to work
And the seagulls are stalking
They're already out there
Singing and balling
So I put on my headphones
And ignore the zealots
Give a wink and a nod
To the white busking Elvis
I blame the lock down
Though it was essential
A dipping point that drove
All of the weak mental
The pressure kept growing
The pot it was squealing
And it all got to much
Then the lid hit the ceiling
And now
All the fuckin headers are back in town x2
They're all fuckin crazy x5
They're sad and they're lonely
They're all fuckin crazy
They're sad and they're lonely
And
All the fuckin headers are back in town x2
|
||||
3. |
Stories Like This
02:22
|
|||
|
Stories like this
Back a lot of years ago
Maybe it was 92
Me and a few lads
Went on the beek from school
The sun was in the sky
And we thought fuck this lark
So we registered in class
Then fucked off to the park
Stories like this are the reason that I'm fucked up
When we were on our way there
We robbed macerlanes
To get some creamy dams
And took a good long chase
Cause the fellas in the factory
Were always on the watch
But the gave up all their chasing
When we got to the park
Stories like this are the
Stories like this are the
Stories like this are the reason that I'm fucked up
Fucked up
We were eating dirty buns
On top of a slope
When two adult twin brothers
Came onto the pitch below
They punched the fuck out of each other
The wrestled to the ground
Then they started kissing violently
And rolling all around
So we all ran like hairy bears
And handed ourselves in
And we didn't give a flying fuck
For the trouble we'd be in
So don't be being bad boys
And don't be beeking school
Especially in the park
Cause you could end up getting tooled
Stories like this are the
Stories like this are the
Stories like this are the reason that I'm fucked up
|
||||
4. |
Politicians
00:24
|
|||
5. |
Day Ticket on the Glider
02:03
|
|||
6. |
Modern World
01:59
|
|||
|
The modern world
The modern world makes me wanna kill myself
Stay the fuck off twitter Stupid
When you're angry at someone stupid
Cause if you bully a bully Stupid
Well that makes you a bully Stupid
Sit with that for a minute Stupid
Now do ya feel like a twat Stupid
You're only feeding the fire Stupid
And it'll only get higher Stupid
It's gonna eat us all up Stupid
Cause it can never get enough Stupid
The modern world makes me wanna kill myself
Yeah you're not that important Stupid
I know you were told that you were Stupid
By your parents who were fuckin stupid
Maybe as stupid as you Stupid
Keyboard war isn't war Stupid
And piling on isn't brave Stupid
The culture war isn't true Stupid
You're being played for a fool Stupid
By the people that think you're stupid
Cause clicks are worth money Stupid
The modern world makes me wanna kill myself
They'll happily fuck us all Stupid
For a couple of bob Stupid
Break up a family or 2 Stupid
And what will they do Stupid
When you say something wrong Stupid
Oh they'll come for you Stupid
Only a matter of time Stupid
Cause everybody is flawed Stupid
And everybody makes mistakes Stupid
It's all part of being human Stupid
The modern world makes me wanna kill myself
Its time for understanding Stupid
Cause you know in your heart Stupid
What I'm saying isn't stupid Stupid
And sympathy is king Stupid
And forgiveness is its queen Stupid
And love is its son Stupid
Don't use your phone as a gun Stupid
Cause you'll turn it on yourself Stupid
And all of your old friends Stupid
Will cheer and clap Stupid
The modern world makes me wanna kill myself
When you fall in your own trap Stupid
That you once loved so much Stupid
Oh where will we be stupid
With no chance to redeem stupid
Well im giving you a chance Stupid
To get past yourself Stupid
Cause those that point fingers Stupid
Are saying don't look at me Stupid
Have a think about that Stupid
Before you touch a fuckin key Stupid
The modern world makes me wanna kill myself x4
|
||||
7. |
White Paper Bags
01:10
|
|||
8. |
Jungle By Night
02:11
|
|||
|
Jungle by night
When I'd eventually finished up
Making pizza for drunks
I walked through the town
With my hood up
I kept my earphones in
I Ignored the pished up and pinned
Where the atmospheres think
With short skirts and hard dick
Two men start fighting in the street
Their shirts are thrown at their feet
An arse crack was revealed
As a young man's head hit the concrete
And all the revellers walk past
Some of them even laughed
At this fat kids bare ass
Laid out cold on the footpath
When I was trying to catch the last bus on a Saturday night
I tried staring at the ground as I walked
The pavement was a mixture of macdonalds rappers, piss stains and empty bags of chalk
The air was filled music, loud voices and the potential for violence was everywhere
Like anything goes and everythings fair
I thought i heard somebody call my name
Then I remembered my name wasn't "here dickhead what the fuck are you looking at"
I never bothered turning around again
I wished it would start to rain
There was a smell of good weed or raw piss
As I watched two lovers kiss
Just outside the glowing lights of city hall
He stuck his tongue down her gub and she tugged on skin tight Jean balls
People were having fun with friends
Were as I just felt a growing ball of dread
I walked past the shady closed up shops
And headed for the bus stop
When I was trying to catch the last bus on a Saturday night
I wanted the manic street preachers back
The same root I took this morning only now its drunk and its sky is black
The same streets, the same people and they still sing and call
But not for Jesus now, oh no not at all
Now it's the other guys turn
The one that likes to fuck and burn
I could feel the weight of it all on my back
Like the world was in a rucksack
Eventually after a one sided conversation with a drunk the 7A and I finally did meet
I sat on my cold arse seat
When a bottle of methadone
Rolled to my feet
I thought Jesus fuck what a world
Some poor cunts names on there
All this time I just wanted to get home
Yeah all this time I just wanted to get home to her
When i was trying to catch the last bus on a Saturday night
|
||||
If you like Vocal and Drum, you may also like:
supported by 4 fans who also own “Vocal and Drum”
go to album
DEAR DAISY : OPIUM
by Kojey Radical
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jun 6, 2017
go to album
Nekomata EP
by Mikado Koko * o g i v e
On her new EP, Japanese producer Mikado Koko deconstructs the traditional, mixing avant-garde vocals and glitch breaks with koto.
go to album
The Japanese Rimbaud
by Mikado Koko * o g i v e
Mikado Koko blends glitchy ambient with excerpts of poems from the late Japanese experimental poet Chuya Nakahara.
go to album
Bonjour Mon Amour
by Camille Bertault
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jun 6, 2023
go to album
Hope/Currency
by rPH and Kins of Spade
This album by Kenyan electronic producer rPH and poet Kins of Spade reflects on the impact of religion in their lives and society.
go to album
Playing with Esu / Where will Ogun Live
by Neo Griot & The Afrocentric Prince
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jan 25, 2022
go to album
