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about
We're not dead. So it's probably about time we put some new music up, at least to prove that if nothing more.
I say new - we recorded this a while ago, but getting us all to the recording studio is challenging (to put it lightly) so the album isn't quite ready yet. For instance, at one point the keys man broke his arm a couple of days before we were booked into the studio, and though he swears it was an accident . . .
Anyway, here's a song about some of the folk you meet out on the gigging circuit. No-one in particular mind you; we're not out to get done for slander. It's a bit thrashier than the old stuff, you might say.
Expect a bunch more songs eventually, but if you're desperate to hear them you're probably better off coming to a gig than hanging around waiting for the album!
lyrics
Lyrics:
Invincible but incapable
Your words are slurred and your eyes are spinning in your head
Well you might feel you’re on top of the world
But in the morning you’ll be wishing you were dead
Well I know that it takes all kinds
But you’re driving me out of my mind
So won’t you please just leave me alone
Your mouth’s like a small-house door blowing in the wind
Won’t you please just leave me alone
Well you can yell all you like, but I’m not gonna take it in
Girl you think you’re something special
Give me the eyes as you’re sipping on your gallon of gin
Your dress is cut down to half past two
It’s impossible to talk to you without falling in
Well I know…
So won’t you please…
Your two best friends there are in my face blocking my view
Won’t you please…
You can wear what you choose, but I’m not going home with you
Help yerselves [break]
Fella why don’t you tell me
Why the band’s never gonna have a gold record on the wall
Self-appointed expert
Seems you’re a fully-qualified A-grade know-it-all
Well I know…
So won’t you please…
We don’t care if nobody cares who we are
Won’t you please…
Well you can say what you want, but I’m not gonna play guitar
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