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70s Porn Star
05:49
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I've been walking with a swagger
A carpet bagger
Smoking on my fag
The diseases yet to come
I'm in your face - an idol
Part homicidal
The decade hits like a tidal wave of sex and fun
CHORUS
Ooh lala
Driving a new sports car
Snort coke at the wine bar
70s porn star
Well cast
Thought the fame would always last
Imprisoned in a spurned past
Star it faded fast
Made my money as a hustler
Now I'm all bluster
Think twice before you trust sir
There's things we are yet to know
My star is ever rising
Why so surprising?
The world is realising
I'm 10 inches when I grow
CHORUS
I've been walking with a swagger
A carpet bagger
Smoking on my fag
The diseases yet to come
CHORUS
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Swear Jar
02:59
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I ain't no prude but I find it revolting
The air turns blue with the words you are spouting
I think there may be some laws you are flouting
Stick a couple o' coins in the empty swear jar
That ain't no way to start every sentence
You really should look for some kind of repentance
Everyone's offended when you're in attendance
Just put some fucking money in the fucking swear jar
CHORUS
No need to spar - The fucking swear jar
A mental scar - The fucking swear jar
Afraid you caused a little more anguish
There's no excuse for that kind of language
Just eat your words - go and choke on a sandwich
Or why not put some currency in the swear jar
People at the party say you're just a bit too lewd
Some things that you say kinda put them off their food
I'm tired of just repeating - Did you hear what I have said dude?
Just put some fucking money in the fucking swear jar
CHORUS
No need to spar - The fucking swear jar
A mental scar - The fucking swear jar
Offensive czar - The fucking swear jar
How cruse you are! - The fucking swear jar
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Backed Against the Wall
04:24
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Can hear the gunshots singing
The bullets ripping past
Remember life beginning
And time is fading fast
CHORUS
Each day a little bit more of me is dying
And I have still far too much to achieve
Well it isn't through no want of trying
But days they go on and on and on and on
Until I'm backed against the wall
A bit fatigued and wounded
If I can't walk I crawl
Say what I always wanted
There's time for a bar brawl
CHORUS
Can hear the angels calling
Though time is not yet done
I faced a savage mauling
But somehow I still won
CHORUS
(So what / face the lot / see the rot / A time that time forgot)
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4. |
Under the Stars
03:45
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I'm used to the waiting
Somethings are worth waiting for months and years
I would give everything to hold you close and dispel the fears
I'm like a broken record
Scratched and I'm jumping on side one
But listen to both sides and you may find that I can be fun
CHORUS
Waiting for a different time
Waiting for the time that should be ours
Then we can dance under the stars
It seems to be raining
I don't have much sin to wash away
But I have adventure if you want to come around and play
We run through the valleys
I would run anywhere with you
Shame that the time prevents us doing all we want to do
CHORUS
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5. |
Miss You
04:36
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I cannot lie
I must confess
Its a few hours but I still feel such a mess
Cuz I miss you
That may seem sad
That may seem wrong
But when together we just totally belong
And I miss you
Feeling upfront
I cannot hide
I just feel something eating me up from inside
Cuz I miss you
I felt so numb
Only a week
I cannot think let alone try to speak
Cuz I miss you
CHORUS
In a world that feels so harsh
When we're together time goes fast
And our time has been and passed
You and I
Looking sad as we kiss good bye
And do you cry?
Get a bit mad?
To go from happiness to feeling all sad
Cuz I miss you
Just hold me back
Can hardly wait
I'm burning up in an embarrassing state
Cuz I miss you
I cannot lie
I must confess
Its a few hours but I still feel such a mess
Cuz I miss you
CHORUS
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Cut off your nose
The face has spite forgotten
You cannot smell stench left behind
It smells of something rotten
Stuck in the air all of the time
CHORUS
Time it passes
It slowly heals then fades away
Final chances
We live to fight another day
Cut off your nose
With lies grown ever longer
Fake gestures barely understood
Your stench grows ever stronger
To spite your face yet come out good
CHORUS
Cut off your nose
Self performed mutilation
Fake jesters from the party clown
Always above your station
Stuck up so high it can't look down
CHORUS
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7. |
Fires and Desires
03:29
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Oh my life!
Its on fire
My desire
Carry on
Carry on
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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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