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Back To Berlin
03:09
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You might think you know me
But you'll never know me well
'Cos your idea of paradise
Is my idea of Hell
You'll never see what you expect from me
I wanna grow old disgracefully
Tomorrow's just another day
When I could pack my bags and walk away
Blurred lines are drawn in the shifting sand
Until we all succumb to the reapers hand
Sometimes life ain't quite the way we planned
But I've seen the red light girls in Amsterdam
Watched the sun set low across the Rio Grande
But that night I held the whole world in my hands
Take me back to Berlin
A heart attack and an early grave
The price you'll pay for all you gave
A slave to men, slave to machines
The city of dreams ain't all it seems
It's not a place that was meant for me
'Cos in my heart I'm wild and free
And tomorrow's just another day
When I could pack my bags and walk away
Blurred lines are drawn in the shifting sand
Until we all succumb to the reapers hand
Sometimes life ain't quite the way we planned
But I've seen the red light girls in Amsterdam
Watched the sun set low across the Rio Grande
But that night I held the whole world in my hands
Take me back to Berlin
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2. |
Better Man Than you
03:33
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I've been neglected, I've been rejected
Been denied, been buried alive
Undetected
Now I'm back, on the attack
And I'll show you now
That I've been resurrected
I've seen the darkness
I've seen the light
I never give up easily
I've fought with all my might
Cos I'll stand firm
And I'll stand true
And I'm proud to be a better man than you
So hide your face and tell your lies
I won't hold back, won't compromise
A thousand cuts, but I'll wear my scars with pride
You'll never ever hold me back
Say what you like but I won't crack
And you'll regret you wasn't on my side
I've seen the darkness
I've seen the light
I never give up easily
I've fought with all my might
Cos I'll stand firm
And I'll stand true
And I'm proud to be a better man than you
You need to learn the word respect
I'll come for you when you least expect
With lessons learned I won't make mistakes again
I've washed my hands, I've made new plans
What's done is done and can never be the same
The wolves are snarling by my side
You can run forever but you just can't hide
I've seen the darkness
I've seen the light
I never give up easily
I've fought with all my might
Cos I'll stand firm
And I'll stand true
I'm proud to be a better man
I'm proud to be a better man
I'm proud to be a better man than you
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3. |
Class Traitor
02:36
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You were brought up on a council estate
Seems your birth had sealed your fate
But you left to see what you could find
And left your own people behind
Chorus
Class traitor you sold your soul
Class traitor to achieve your goal
Class traitor you jumped on board
Class traitor you’re a total fraud
You wanted to be part of the ruling class
But what you don’t see is it’s just a farce
Their laughing at you like they laugh at me
You’re just a puppet that they get for free
Chorus
Now you think you’re the same as them
Cause you’ve got a title you think they’re your friend
But all they do is look at you with contempt
While you completely ignore the fact that they’re all bent
Chorus
Chorus
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4. |
Psycho Bitch
03:31
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She's an 8, maybe a 9
Could be a 10 in two beers time
She takes you home and in her room
You hope to God you don't peak too soon.
6' 2 in high heeled shoes
Long blonde hair and eyes of blue
She said she'd make your dreams come true
But she's twisted and she'll switch
'Cos she just another psycho bitch
And it's clear to see she's got her claws in you.
She's your refuge from the storm
One day she's cold, the next she's warm
She'll love your social media post
And then you call, and she's a ghost
6' 2 in high heeled shoes
Long blonde hair and eyes of blue
She said she'd make your dreams come true
But she's twisted and she'll switch
'Cos she just another psycho bitch
And it's clear to see she's got her claws in you.
Late at night, straight after sex
She's on her phone stalking your ex
She's your disease and she's the cure
No wonder you're so insecure
She'll treat you like you're just a pet
You'll wish that you had never met
You'll lose your family
Lose your friends
She'll check on every text you send
She'll make you feel you've got no hope
Then leave you hanging from a rope
'Cos she's twisted and she'll switch
'Cos she's just another psycho bitch
And it's clear to see that she's got her claws in you/
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5. |
Washed Away In The Rain
03:21
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Running scared down east street
5 on to 1
The odds are stacked against him
He's got nowhere left to run
The flashing glint of cold hard steel
Beneath the streetlamp glare
His tragic life now ebbs away
While the others stand and stare
In the still of night she cries in pain
She'll never see her son again
The boy is gone
But she can't hold on
Blood and tears washed away in the rain
Her quiet corner of heaven
Becomes a constant living hell
She lays a bunch of flowers
At the place were her boy fell
And now she'll plan his funeral
Instead of his birthday surprise
While the killers stood there in the dock
And kept on telling lies
In the dead of night she cries in pain
She'll never see her son again
The boy is gone
But she can't hold on
Blood and tears washed away in the rain
Hopes and dreams and ashes
Sealed forever in an urn
While the cursed generation
Still refuse to learn
The numbers keep on rising
But the dead they don't keep score
Let's just hope and pray
The coppers don't come knocking at your door
In the still of night she cries in pain
She'll never see her son again
The boy is gone
But she can't hold on
Blood and tears washed away in the rain
Blood and tears washed away in the rain
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6. |
Tory Boy
03:11
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When I was young you said I could have everything
But now I’m old you say I can’t have anything
You make your rules and force them upon me
What is it that gives you that right over me
You, you told me That I was free
And now You, you stole my liberty
You, you’re just a parasite
And You, how do you sleep at night
You’re just a sad fucking lonely Tory boy
Because you went to those expensive public schools
You believe that you’re life’s there to make the rules
You’ve lived such a rich entitled life
Sat there with your faceless trophy wife
You, you told me That I was free
And now You, you stole my liberty
You, you’re just a parasite
And You, how do you sleep at night
You’re just a sad fucking lonely Tory boy
Your time will shortly be coming to an end
You, your brothers, sisters and entitled friends
We’re coming for you and all your creed
We’re going to smash you for all your greed
You, you told me That I was free
And now You, you stole my liberty
You, you’re just a parasite
And You, how do you sleep at night
You’re just a sad fucking lonely Tory boy
We’re all going to be free
We’re all going to be free
All we want ever wanted is to be free
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The Burntwick Smugglers Rochester, UK
Medway Punk Band influenced by 70s Punk Rock and 60s Garage Stuff
Pop Rivets, Milkshakes, Prisoners,
Clash, Buzzcocks, Alternative TV, Johnny Moped and Thunders, Ramones, Heartbreakers (not Tom Petty shit ) Stooges, Velvet Underground, X-Ray Spex, Subway Sect, Wire, Damned, Eater, Chelsea
Credits:
Vocals - Chris
Drums - Ash
Guitar - Richard
Bass - Tex
Produced by Jim Riley at Ranscombe Studios
... more
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