1. |
Welcome to 2020
02:35
|
|||
|
welcome to 2020, where the sun don't seem to shine
the world is run by imbeciles, kinda botched up frakenstein
Things don't quite match up, sense don't seem to fit
barnums running the country and we're all stuck with it.
A clown can be quite funny, but ya dont want him as leader
taxes designed for the rich an if ya poor well they're just bleed ya
poor lying on the street wheres it going
barnum sitting pretty, his bank is growing.
aint 1922, nor should we dress that way
a decent man needs a decent wage, so he can live ok
but barnums sipping cocktails having fun
rebuilding the great empire has begun
when the greasepoint rubs off, Barnum aint so funny
Don't mix in social circles, where people don't have money
his nose now only red from the champayne
his policies and lies are just insane.
poor lying on the street wheres it going
barnum sitting pretty, his bank is growing.
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
I, don't wanna fight
we just cant get it right
both stuck in our ways
fighting through most days.
make up every night, i'll stay with you.
we met, young and carefree
no ring, no guarantee
been through many things
trauma that life brings
i wouldn't change a thing, i stay with you
an my heart is occupied
having you here by my side
wouldn't change a thing
pleasure you do bring
each and every night, i stay with you
ya know we're never change
till hell, it ends our days
till nightime it is due
an pleasure avenue,
i'll fight each day with you, cause ya want me too
|
||||
3. |
Hell Tis but a Label
03:05
|
|||
|
I don't want to sit here
listening to this dross
a penny for devil
music mustn't make a loss
don't wanna seek adventure
seek out any feeling
music for the masses
that music aint appealing
feel music, that comes from in your sole
a slice of meaning, a bit of rock n roll
real music
it comes from in your soul
ya started off ok
as a music loving kid
music in ya soul,
the way you're men't to live
got yourself a label,
seemed to be going well
well welcome to your new life,
now you are in hell
go back to being you
feel the real inside
get off the steaming money train
tis just a nightmare ride
like music halloween
forever passing by
if ya dont jump the ship
real music will just die.
feel music, that comes from in your sole
a slice of meaning, a bit of rock n roll
real music
it comes from in your soul
stuff the middle of the road
stray nearer the edge
you're churning out the kinda stuff
that turns the brain to veg
well everybody likes it
its where the cash does lie
get a load of rehashed hits
an bake them in a pie
you're making commercial perfect trash
ya sold out, its all about the cash.
Real music
it comes from in your soul
feel music, that comes from in your sole
a slice of meaning, a bit of rock n roll
real music
it comes from in your soul
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
walking down a road called hope street
searching for a new door to try
theres always gonna be a hope street
keep knocking till the day that you die
ringing a bell for an answer
desire at every door you try
ringing a bell for an answer
you cant afford to pass one by
keep walking
walking down a road called hope street
feet pounding as ya tout yer song
walking down a road called hope street
tired but still ya carry on
still ringing a bell for an answer
desire at every door you try
ringing a bell for an answer
you cant afford to pass one by
keep walking
theres always hope in hope street
theres always music inside of your head
theres always hope in hope street
it wont stop till the day that your dead
keep walking
|
||||
5. |
Times Robbin me Blind
02:16
|
|||
|
Time moves fast and memories are the only things that last
yeah it true memories are all i have of you.
ticker ticker, goes the clock, round and round, dont ever stop
moving further, going fast, what happens now, is in the past
need to slow it down ,chill my life , go get it unwound
yeah its true, want to live this life and live this life with you
ticker tick, goes the clock, round and round, dont ever stop
moving further, going fast, what happens now, is in the past
somebody help me , time is robbing me blind
come on and help me, whats now present tis now behind
ticker tick, goes the clock, round and round, dont ever stop
moving further, going fast, what happens now, is in the past
slow it down, dont tell time cause hes always around
Yeah its true he speeds ahead and soon your overdue
ticker tick, goes the clock, round and round, dont ever stop
moving further, going fast, what happens now, is in the past
make mistake its soon behind, its mr time who clears your mind
moving further going fast, make mistake its in the past.
|
||||
6. |
Jamaican Cigar
02:43
|
|||
|
When i young, spiked up my hair
soaped it up peroxide, I just didnt care
now ma hairs thining, soon nothin left
Hell ya gotta do whats fun, gotta do whats best
at school ya learnt at lessons, i learnt at pub
busking there for money, then off to a club
at club youd get a pint, when someone put down
then run like hell, if they had a meltdown.
an every night ya sleep until its 10am
head back, to the pub, an start it all again
anew
never wanted anything, just me an guitar
price of a pint and a Jamaican cigar
smoke till felt dizzy , smoke till felt chill
smokin kept ya warm an it was better than pills
life it was easy, avoided the rent
if landlord come a knocking then we'd circumvent
move if we had to, find a new place
aint getting a job, don't belong in rat race
an every night ya sleep until its 10am
head back, ta pub, an start it all again
anew
|
||||
7. |
Lovin Rendezvous
02:24
|
|||
|
Ya think your life is miserable
you're waiting for the rain
the sky has fallen in on you
will ya see the sun again
fallen out with ya lover
a stupid little spat
ya spend more time down the pub
have more love for the cat
the clouds, are closing in you
raining on your head, despondant shampoo
ya gotta break through to other side
get some joy pull it back inside
bring it back, hold a loving rendezvous
Your life aint really over
its only just began
ya can bring some of the love back
you can have some more fun
aint nothing there to stop ya
just go and feed the cat
take ya lover to bedroom
an show them where its at
the clouds, will stop closing in you
the rain on your head, a healing shampoo
ya gonna break through to other side
Bring ya lover back to your side
bring em back, have a loving rendezvous
stop the clouds from falling in on you
stuff the rain, get a boat, yeah a canoe
its only a little shower
but gone in around an hour
yeah start your life over, start brand new.
|
||||
8. |
Outta Hibernation
02:25
|
|||
|
On a friday night, have an appetite
To party, so call you on phone.
Do ya feel alright, coming out tonight,
put ya hair up, get ready to go.
On the way to town, turning up the sound
Have a smoke , then pass it around
Passing thru red light, not a cop in sight
No stopping , lets go with the flow.
When we get to the club they dont let us in
they say its because of the state that we're in
we stagger round the corner, cursing the club code
Back to the car, then back on the road.
Speeding around, driving round the town
stop for kebab, then back in the car
Get more Smoke from a rasta bloke
Playing marley on his guitar.
Quick as mouse, drive to big house
Gravel driveway, start spinning around
When they turn on light, we drive out of sight
I know its wrong, but its funny ya know.
|
||||
9. |
Grass Recess
02:26
|
|||
|
I think I'm gonna need a holiday
Pack my bags be on my way
I think I'm going to need a holiday
are ya coming too
packed my tees
packed my shorts
phone charger
guitar of course
lying on beach with nothing to do
now are ya coming too.
I'm going where the the sky is blue
Do you wanna come, me and you
I'm going where the sky is blue
are ya coming too
I'm going where the sea is green
Crystal clear, the best you've seen
I'm going where the sea is green
now are ya coming too.
I'm going where the the sky is blue
Do you wanna come, me and you
I'm going where the sky is blue
are ya coming too
I think I'm gonna need a holiday
Pack my bags be on my way
I think I'm going to need a holiday
are ya coming too.
I'm going where the the sky is blue
Do you wanna come, me and you
I'm going where the sky is blue
are ya coming too
I'm going where the the sky is blue
Do you wanna come, me and you
I'm going where the sky is blue
are ya coming too
|
||||
10. |
Song
02:35
|
|||
|
I only stay for the love of you
yeah its true
you know its true
staying here though i'm feeling blue
it goes on
yeah just on and on
we don't ever wanna kiss at night
yeah its wrong
it cant be right
we go to bed, then turn off the light
it goes on
yeah just on and on
well i don't know where it went wrong
now its just the same awful song
that goes on and on
yeah on and on
you know i never make love to you
you know its true
i never do
i get more love from a tube of lube
it goes on
it goes on and on
well i don't know where it went wrong
now its just the same awful song
that goes on and on
an on and on
an on and on
the same old song
|
||||
11. |
Motif M211
02:58
|
|||
|
The Devil came to town
He was looking for a soul
He was looking for New blood
some way to make him whole
Well he spotted me just sitting
Watching World go by
He thought that he saw weakness
He thought he'd have a try
So he tried me with some wine
He tried me with a line
He tried me with a woman
But I didn't have the time.
The Devil came to town
He was looking for a soul
He was looking for New blood
some way to make him whole
Well he spotted me just sitting
Watching World go by
He thought that he saw weakness
He thought he'd have a try
he tried me with some wine
he tried me with a line
he tried me with a woman
But I didn't have the time.
I'm just busy doing my thing
Busy in my own way
Too busy for the devil
Whatever he will pay.
|
||||
12. |
Gonna Finda
03:46
|
|||
|
Stevie still lives with his mother
he may be 44
his toast he still gets buttered
well who could ask for more
she gets his dinner ready
washing he gets done
when it comes to evening
he's out there having fun
now stevie has no morals
his girls are all the same
to him they're just a number
a pawn in his game
he doesnt hear them talking
he doesnt really care
as long as they are easy
have nleached blonde hair
there goes stevie in his new machine
hes brushed his hair
his teeth are clean
there goes stevie in his new machine
an hes gonna finda girl
stevie has his music blaring
his windows right down
hes groving to the music
as hes heading into town
he'll find a girl thats easy
have a little fun
then its back to mother
another evening done
sunglasses on his head
even in the rain
stevie thinks hes cool
hes so very, very vain
he thinks he still looks 20
dresses the same way
everyone that knows him
tries to stay away
there goes stevie in his new machine
hes brushed his hair
his teeth are clean
there goes stevie in his new machine
an hes gonna finda girl
well stevie never ages
he'll always be the same
he'll always live with mother
play his little game
hes out there you will see him
stevies everywhere
just look outside your window
stevie will be there.
there goes stevie in his new machine
hes brushed his hair
his teeth are clean
there goes stevie in his new machine
an hes gonna finda girl
|
||||
13. |
||||
|
ya know pr it aint for me
well not unless we get for free
money shouldn't buy your destiny
on radio and the tv
dollar an their eyes shine so bright
If i was them i couldnt sleep at night
once in awe of you
ya clothes they are see thru
we're sailing cross the seven seas so blue
Sick and tired, and you know why
your crooked ways make me wanna cry
but all ya lies ya can't bring me down
cause ya sold your soul all over town
once in awe of you
ya clothes they are see thru
we're sailing cross the seven seas so blue
Hey, would you like to be on radio and tv,
you would ,
Contact this pr company then,
bung them a few grand and your in ,
maybe a magazine too ,
you wanna
great, hand us the cash.
You have tried ta drag us down
we had to swim before we drown
once in awe of you
ya clothes they are see thru
we're sailing cross the seven seas so blue
once in awe of you
ya clothes they are see thru
we're sailing cross the seven seas so blue
theres a bit of room on the boat for anyone who wants it,
all aboard, heading for paradise
|
||||
Man eat Grass England, UK
The Band
4 piece from the South of England United Kingdom.
Guitar's bass,
lead, drums Vocal.
Keeping music real
Write, play, record,
We don't feel the need to ponce around with our tracks to make them sound commercial for hours , days , weeks, months.
At the end of the day, music is to enjoy, once you start changing what you do to fit in with others, then its lost its originality.
... more
If you like Man eat Grass, you may also like:
Death is Nothing to Us
by Fiddlehead
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights.
go to album
The L.A. group Swerve serve up a set of slashing, punk-ish rock songs, every sugary hook delivered with a visible sneer.
go to album
Lowdown Ways
by DADDY LONG LEGS
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals.
go to album
Noise pop at its finest from this rambunctious Melbourne group that thrives on louder-than-loud guitars and belted-out vocals.
go to album
Fueled by serrated riffs, raspy vocals, and rubbery basslines, the Aussie punks' latest pushes garage rock to rowdy extremes.
go to album
Headed by Polish avant-garde phenom Raphael Rogiński, this global ensemble thread experimental jams into a thrilling transnational exchange.
go to album
Tender indie rock from Boston artist Tiffy, with pillowy synths and heavenly vocals.
go to album
