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Monarchy In The UK
02:09
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Monarchy In The UK
Pissing off the rich, shitting on the poor,
Who gives a fuck what you're doing anymore,
You're a waste of space, you're a dying dynasty.
Running out of time, running into debt,
You're going down if you cut our benefit.
Cause we wont hesitate to descend into anarchy.
Chorus
We're getting tired of all these indecisions,
It's revolution or annihilation,
We know the quickest way to make you listen,
Assassination on your television screen.
Burn down a castle, kill a Princess,
It won't be any hassle to finish of the rest,
Cause the guns are loaded and they're pointed right at you.
Maybe on the Piste, maybe on your yacht,
Maybe at the cup final when you get shot,
Cause we'll all know then if your blood is really blue.
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Vic's Alright
02:14
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Vic's Alright
He gets out of bed, about a quarter to three,
Skins up a joint and switches on the TV,
Then its down to the pub, where he meets up with me,
To sell him some weed,
He buys her the usual, when she calls is a day,
She's the company boss, so its never too late,
Then they're out on the town, for the night and she pays, for everything.
Chorus
Some people ask me what on earth she sees in him,
But he gives her what she wants each night,
When they come staggering in,
So i think Vic's alright,
He's pissed up every single night,
Never done a days work in his life,
Anything he wants he taps his wife,
Yeah, Vic's Alright.
This isn't the first time he's played at this game,
Just talk to his ex wife she'll tell you the same,
As soon as they're bankrupt its auf wiedersehen.
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Ciderpunk Revolution
02:02
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Ciderpunk Revolution
Give me Scrumpy Jack or give me Strongbow,
Give me Merrydown or give me Addlestones,
But you've got to make it a cider,
Cause the revolutions here and its ready to go,
We don't need to send a reminder,
We're the Cider punks and we're coming for you.
Oi! Oi! Oi!
You should all agree with our philosophy,
That cider is the key to finding unity,
Why are we criticising each other,
When we can all make merry with the amber nectar,
Picnic all though the summer,
Drinking cider whatever the weather.
We can all be united together,
We can make the punk scene stronger than ever.
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4. |
Servants & Masters
02:45
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Servants & Maters
If you take away their promises and you take away their lies,
Cut out all the bullshit and you cut them down to size,
The basis of authority relies on our respect,
You can't keep a good man down but thats just what they intend.
Chorus
We've had a bellyful of you, there's only one thing left to do,
We'e going to take up the challenge take the power back,
We're going to rise up together in an all out attack,
We're going to break down the barriers holding us back from you,
We're acting like the servants when we should be the masters,
So rise up together and batter the bastards,
If you take away their offices and you burn there suits and ties,
Take a look at what remains and you'll see through their disguise,
People just like you and me in a system turned corrupt,
Another wheel in a fucked up machine that'll turn till it destructs.
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Homebrew England, UK
Homebrew started in Harrogate at Xmas 1995. They still play the occasional gig and this is their whole discography so far bar one lost demo, which will be added if it ever turns up.
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