| CLASH OF MINDS (LAUGHTON) Meet at the table will he be able? Crowd waiting in anticipation waiting to jump in elation Toss of the coin heads or tail not possible to fail �cos he's a male dominated by ego Even though its low and he's a bit slow Game is won or lost before the balls hit �cos he's mentally fit the clash of the minds Judging the line and angles to play come what may Dependant on you talent with a cue knows he can win if he plays it through Like everything the edge is in the head just got to watch where you tread This is about a pool match in a hostile atmosphere and how like all sports 50% of the game is in the head before you play. WATCH THE SKIES (MUSCUTT) Wake at nine draw back the curtains rain comes down on this dead end lifetime the day will turn out fine Going behind backs to get contracts kicking back in the flat making jokes ring your contacts Married at sixteen manacled down and so you�ll never know what you might have seen or what could have been You�ve seen it happening bass line beats from behind the screens and female screams Out in the sunshine there�s no punishment no crime look at the skies find it�s mine clock tower bells chime Counting in rhyme what�s the time you know you can�t be late or leave it to fate � you�ve got a dream date And all for nothing see the clouds form there�s a storm coming no surprises golden goal deciders On the boozer�s big screen TV downing ciders team does crap beer fills up from the tap cue ball hits black Takes it back come on Jack you�re slack pick it up and knock it flat back down the hatch Slam the glass down the fruit machine pays out � and that�s that As night time falls the shadows remove themselves from brick walls the lads are all out paralytic by midnight No idea what the fuck they�re shouting about street fights under street lights Watch from bedroom window with all the lights out guy gets bottled and it�s goodnight At night the stars and dark glow in the dawn the hangovers and headaches grow The radio comes on and now it seems like sleep came on years ago and so and slow the hours go Through the drink and drugs haze you feel the suns warm rays streaming in indicating the time is set in days Waiting for transportation bus is late so taxi caught quick stop at store for porn then it�s back in through the door Less is more TV turned on flicking through channels to find the football score It�s a deal it�s a steal it�s a fucking sale so set sail to raise the detail sit back down and hear this tale And hours turn to days and days flick over again and again the weather alternates between wind sleet sun and rain Brain drain comes again something forgotten and something refrained training day to learn the skills again Classical adagio classical tragedy rolling smokes and smoking bowls cut the rug up whisky chasers slugged up You feel like cracking up but still the bitch is smacked up alleyways and subways cover up the bad parts As you return to pad life ain�t that bad bills need paying games need playing On BBC and Sky One it�s vampires Buffy�s slaying things are taking too long something�s wrong Who said no news is good news I�ve almost gone through the soles of my shoes Sniffing glue to see what�s what and who�s who I see you and your mates too Too much you equals something true unequivocal voodoo sends me back and upwards into the deep blue Another lengthy one based on how the sky is always there and how looking at it when there are no clouds about can make you feel happier, no matter what bad things you get up to. TRUE FANS OF VIOLENCE (LAUGHTON) Building for fights that aint right waiting for the clock to click don�t miss a trick Weekends near and another chance to enhance the reputation as hardest blokes around Aarranging it underground where no ones near so there�s no fear We�re not your average fan because we�re true believers and the belief never leaves us That we should start creating chaos �cause we�re the best aren�t us See I can�t even talk English well can�t even spell but that�s okay Cause I can shout abuse to show what we�re about The time comes plans to begin a riot to end all riots at the start all is quiet Then it erupts and comes to a peak things are looking bleak for the police and their measly gear Can�t get near us and our sheer man power Blood shed is massive no-one is passive everyone�s committed to the cause To prove we�re the best better than the rest Hospitals can�t cope with all us blokes and our superior strength We�ll stop at no length to kill the opposition the plan comes to fruition Those left standing not arrested talk in the pub bout how number nine chested that ball down Before he scored, then he was floored they say I�m in the minority Not a proper fan but I�m a real man I�m in the main clan of hooligans and thugs So as I get kicked out the pub door I curse myself because I forgot to ask the score Simon�s ode to football violence, and those people who stand up for it, who he brands as �not proper fans�. DOWNTIME (MUSCUTT) Flashing aerial and killer ring tone you flashy bastard with the phone and expensive clothes Looking all that and acting the twat you might have the walk but you ain�t got all that You're too scared to admit you got problems - cant quit - better watch the cash �cos remember your jobless Too much of this excess who's next come on take me all on I got an hour to go before i lose power Running in fear that ill be caught by the fuzz ain�t in no danger but I run just because Yes I live on next to nothing but you'd never know that because at the end of the day I pretend I don�t live like that Just try to get on by with this life don�t see no future when your throats at the end of a knife Silent hold up in the alleyway don�t go astray or tell anyone you heard it this way until pay day When you'll be rewarded with sharing information you hoarded you stored onboard a ship that was Geordie A shipment of something we wanted so many pharmaceuticals it was like Johnson and Johnson Or Proctor and Gamble a laboratory in Greater Manchester making new substance to cause political disturbance Local turbulence and hence a warning from the local met police chiefs and former thieves gone straight Informers who've got dates at Crown and County while police raid homes at dawn and retrieve the stolen bounty A life of crime is full of wasted time forgotten days and shit meals that come in trays You can do without the hard stuff got yourself off that three days before they hauled your ass Into jail now your curse because the females are so faraway and the phoney days turns into lonely nights Starting fights between prisoners and warders moved to tighter sectors where there are more clearly defined borders Safety zones where you can use the phone and maybe call home hating the day you were born with Y-chromosomes But all that�s done now you've gone down somehow and you serve your time and come out a fine fellow Former felon with former felonies former prisoner with newly formed enemies They'll never quit yeah they'll be right up after you watch your back and for that matter your family's too This is about when someone gets sent to prison and when they are released, they have to move and everything because all the enemies they made on the inside will be waiting for them and that. |
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