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Delusions of Grandeur

by Marc Freak

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1.
Sleaze 02:40
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?
2.
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
3.
Torture 03:23
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
4.
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
5.
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
6.
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
7.
Made It 03:54
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
8.
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
9.
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
10.
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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released June 10, 2021

Written and performed by Marc Freak
(except Alcoholic Drink, written by Marc and Jim Freak)

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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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