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Sleaze
02:40
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How did you get your money? Well that's no surprise
Who wants to eat when you've fingers in so many pies?
There is no heating so the old folks start to freeze
A cabinet of comedy of lunatics and thieves
How do you sleep when you're rolling with a barrel of sleaze?
A funny caper of buffoons that you can never trust
I am still hungry 'cuz the thieving bastards stole the crust
Our health deteriorates - you've cash stuffed up your sleeves
I'm ringing on the doorbell whilst you hide and just send Jeeves
How do you sleep when you're rolling with a barrel of sleaze?
I put a cross to another ineffective vote
The way you come out smelling of roses really sticks in my throat
Too many listen whilst the spin doctor just weaves
You've killed all of the indians and buttered up the chiefs
How do you sleep when you're rolling with a barrel of sleaze?
How do you roll when you're sleeping with a barrel of sleaze?
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Burn it to the Ground
02:51
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Well we fooled around
But now I hate your little town
Your pride and joy
And so easy to destroy
CHORUS
I'm gonna take your town, take this town
And burn it to the ground
Well its not for me, just sand and sea
And tourist industry
I'm gonna take your town, take this town
And burn it to the ground
Well its not for me, bad memories
And old suppositories
When you fell
Face first on the floor
I clapped my hands
And asked for an encore
CHORUS
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Torture
03:23
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Torture
To tear apart by cunning and stealth
You tested my desire vs mental health you know
Call it intuition after all
It only takes a statement until you fall
I took the tickle and the punch
It's not the first day of the month
Pleading to fill my begging bowl
Left in this dirty darkened hole
I wear the bruises like a badge
It will not go down as a first class catch at all
Pull me up by the scruff of the neck
Regurgitate a crazed and dumb name check
Only half the monikers are real
Tell me how you really feel
CHORUS
Harness and chains I crave the sunlight
These are not chains at all
Breathlessly feel the hands strange tight
We've hit another brick wall
Oh hear the grown cry
So watch the cat on its ninth life
Burn it up with fuel that you have syphoned off
Add me to a list of good and bad
Pity for the fool that bypassed mad
Chuckle as the skin it starts to peel
Tell me how you really feel
CHORUS
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Rock n Roll Star
01:42
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I got the leather pants
I stand the rock n' roll stance
I've broken every rule
In the rock n' roll school
CHORUS
I'm not a rock n' roll star
I glitter up pretend I'm a star
I climbed up the ladder but I did not get far
There are parties still to go to
Sit back take a photo
There i s nothing more that I can do
So thank you!
The stories are few
And there's no groupie queue
The feedback I hear
It perforated my ear
CHORUS
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Growing Old Ungraciously
03:46
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Roll up roll up for such obscenity
I know I'm growing old ungraciously
The walls are padded so I pogo wild
Just see the beauty that I have defiled
I counted years but then I lost my count
Its hard to concentrate can I dismount?
My legs are aching when they feel the cold
I've never really done what I've been told
So I'm not old
CHORUS
Close your eyes there is nothing really left here to see
I promise that I am growing old ungraciously
Pass the tonic I've delusions of grandeur
Hello hello there is still a punk that's standing here
A wrinkled mess but still a lager lout
Who wants to see an old guy with his cock out?
That was no statement but a kind offer
Did I just say that, because its all a blur
Roll up roll up for such obscenity
I know I'm growing old ungraciously
The soon extinct vomiting wild child
I can just stand whilst I have my hair styled
I'm riled
CHORUS
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Bright Fresh Blue
01:21
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I'm famed around here for my swagger
Its more a drunken stagger
CHORUS
But I'm still a playboy
With eyes a bright fresh blue
That's looking for a little time with you
The red I've painted this town
A reminder before I'm put down
CHORUS
I see with double vision
So beat me to submission
CHORUS
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Made It
03:54
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Some people deserve it and others they seek it
And actively cheat it because life's a game
I'm strangely abnormal informally formal
By gods you're adorable yet slightly insane
Like a two for one meal deal I love you you make me feel
And positively surreal the flavour won't last
Cheese mixed with bacon the taste you are faking
The dead are awakin' the souls of our past
CHORUS
Faded jaded you kinda nearly made it
You kinda were cremated when you went up in smoke
Hated berated die on the bed you made
It it is not understated that you were beyond a joke
You know when you daydream and hear out your teen theme
The fans are all beaming I curtsy than I bow
From sub to domination its an observation
Just like a crustacean I hide in my shell
CHORUS
Some people deserve it and others they seek it
And actively cheat it because life's a game
I'm strangely abnormal informally formal
By gods you're adorable yet slightly insane
CHORUS
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Sick of this Life
01:15
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Jesus Christ I'm sick of this life
Each day the same
But multiplied - I'm sick of this lie
And know that I'm to blame
Had my chance, formed my stance
Felt a tingle in my pants
Oh that girl I should have kissed
But I crapped out and got pissed
And I still have regret
That I've not relinquished yet
And never will
Blinkered sight but I'm sick of this life
And all I stand for
I nearly cried cuz I'm sick of this lie
I should walk out the door
There's this deep chill, I'm frozen still
The worry is making me feel ill
I should have asked, or made a pass
But scared I'd end up on my ass
And yeah I still have regret
That I've not relinquished yet
And never will
Jesus Christ I'm sick of this life
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If I Had a Super Power
02:18
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Wake up I have never been
So broken, smitten
My heart has a warmth inside not cold
Wave flags from the barriers
Sawn off shotgun
Shall I surrender now or go?
A single shot should go and end it all
I'm drenched in cowardice
Chickenshit, spineless
The finger up my asshole says it all
Play with normality
A forgone formality
A late eighties casualty on the fall
If I had a super power, one that's all
Wake up I do nothing else but fall
I'm broken
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Alcoholic Drink
02:35
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Who needs food to give you energy?
Or vitamins to keep you alive
The music it keeps me sane
I've got a faulty sexual drive
I need company to stop me getting bored
Just something to pass the time
A nice strong cup of coffee
To pretend I'm feeling fine
CHORUS
But lord oh lord oh lord I need a drink
I need to have an alcoholic drink
Alcoholic drink
There's nothing on the TV
It just gave up the ghost
I haven't any money and there are bills stacked in the post
I've got an ever piercing headache
and I'm not in the best of health
There's a stream of dirty statements
That come out of my mouth
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Marc Freak London, UK
Musician, author, photographer and life model. With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic
melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop. Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.
Blending all of these styles together and spewing them out in his own way. That is, when he isn't playing glam rock with Weymouth based Glass Spiders!
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