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Instant Gratification
02:15
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I want instant gratification. I want I all and I want it now.
I want instant gratification. I want it all and I want it now.
I want it now
I want instant gratification. I'm impulsive and I'm impatient
I want it instant gratification. I'm petulant when I don't get what I want and I want it now (Gratification)
Give me it all
'cause I want it now
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2. |
Gonna Get Shot
02:59
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I've done nothing wrong
I don't have a gun
Im not a criminal
I'm not hurting anyone
Oh I'm only 21
but you're baying for my blood
All the things I could have done
Man I coulda been someone
Help
You're gonna get shot
Ive done nothing wrong
I don't have any drugs
Is your prejudice subliminal?
Or do you do it just for fun?
I'm not gonna run
Please Ive got my hands up
But you don't give a fuck
I got a mama and a son.
You're gonna get shot
Help.
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3. |
Murder Wonderwall
03:27
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At the after party and I've got my eye on one
All night I've been grafting and I think we're having fun
And in my head the deal is sealed its all going to plan
Then all of a sudden in walks a handsome man
And you can tell just to look at him he'll probably go far
He's got better hair than me I bet he drives a fancy car
The way the girls are fawning you'd swear he's a superstar
Just when I thought things couldn't get much worse
He whips out a guitar
And it doesn't take a genius to call
I bet he's gonna murder Wonderwall.
Don't they all?
Now we compete we show off for attention desperately
You think I could forgive myself but I'm turning 33
But it's 2am. Its do or die 'cause self love's no fun drunk
I need a song to save the night
I need to hit a slam dunk
So I sing an song I wrote myself
No-one shows any interest
They think handsome man's the best
The guitar goes round to the left
It's tumbleweed and cigarettes
Fuming on song choice regrets
I am cursed he is blessed
He sang the verse they knew the rest
And it didn't take a genius to call
I bet he's gonna murder wonder wall
And all the girls they love the vibe and chant and sing along
But he sounds out of key to me
And his rhythm is all wrong
O I give up I'm out of time
But the vodka and the wine
Are telling me that I'm just fine
If I can't shine no-one will shine
Jealousy makes me call him out
Then he punches me in the mouth
All the girls they scream and shout
And I'm told to get out
And my Eclectic Taste was my downfall
I should have kicked it off with Wonderwall
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4. |
Step Up
02:49
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I gotta friend who hasn't seen his baby in a long time
He said his baby mamma's crazy
She's Straight out of her mind
But I've heard it all before
That she won't open the door
Well maybe you need to do a little more
I think you need to step up
Before too much time passes by
So much you'll never catch up
O no
Well you've used every excuse under the sun
But have you done enough?
'Cause I would walk the world to see my baby
You said you tried to give her cash
And that she refused it
And every time you try to compromise
The both of you lose it
I'm under no illusions that she couldn't be bitter
But you know and I know
You could have done better
You call each other evil when you're just incompatible
O Ive heard it all before
That she won't answer the door, well
Maybe you need to do a little more
I think you need to step up
Before too much time passes by
So much you'll never catch up
O no
Well you've used every excuse under the sun
But have you enough?
'Cause I would walk the world to see my baby
Yes I would walk the world to see my baby
O I would walk the world to see my baby.
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5. |
Quarantine Blues
03:24
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Well it's only day 3 in a quarantine
And I've come to see she's an ice queen
She aint nothing but mean
She's mean to me
Does anybody else here feel like I do?
Living in the doghouse with the quarantine blues
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to run to
I read the complete works of Sun Tzu
Don't you dare ask me what for
Now I'm sure that love is war
I always knew that I was moody
But confinement doesn't suit me
I know she wants to shoot me
I can see it in her eyes
Last week she was broody
Now she's blasting Tutti Fruity
To tease me Little Richard
If you read between the lines
As the clock's tick tockin'
I'm convinced she's Johnny Cochrane
Getting her alibis solid before she kills daddio
I write a secret note
I stick it in the post
Just to let the children know
Daddy's buried in the patio
Because Mamma went loco
Pappa did too
Tried to kill each other in the quarantine blues
Nowhere to go
Nowhere to run to
I read the complete works of Sun Tzu
And Don't you dare ask me what for?
Now I'm sure that love is war
Does anybody else feel like I do?
Living in the doghouse with the quarantine blues
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6. |
Monday Morning
02:34
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Every Monday morning I'm murderous and mean
I hate being bound here
A cog in the machine
Who cares it's Friday baby
Two fingers and a wave
I'm off to see my lady
I'm off to misbehave
And I like to party
I only work because I must
Now the weekend's started
I'm so happy I could bust
I'll never learn my lesson man
the sessions just too sweet
I don't want no nutrients
And I don't need no sleep
Come on lets roll
Give me some more
I don't wanna waste my time
Working with these fools
But I've got these bills to pay
The world can be so cruel
Come on lets roll
Give me some more
I know I'm anti social
but heaven knows I try
Sometimes I get emotional
I'm a sensitive guy
Come on lets roll
Give me some more
Nobody can save me from myself
Ive heard it said that I'm not right in the head
Can you help me out?
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7. |
Bright Lights
02:32
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I dreamt about the bright lights ever since I was a boy
The hustle and the bustle and the skyline
I forgot to remember now I'm running out of time
So I'm gonna book me flight in the morning
O I'll tel me ma I'll miss her and I'll kiss her on the cheek
I'll tell my brother and my sister to be happy
And we'll shed a few tears
Separated a few years
And the babies they wont be long in nappies
So off I go across the pond to bond with kindred spirits
Who drifted too after their educations
And sought a little more reward for work
Maybe they could afford to see the world
And escape deprivation
And homesick blues will come with booze
Sing sentimental songs
Your heart will ache make no mistake
For it's home that it belongs
In a reverie of love and pride until your friend gets in a fight
And you take a quare punch trying to break up
And the neighbours complain the musics been pumping for days
Come Monday your eye it will need make up
O reminisce in drunken bliss
Hangovers are the devil's kiss
And you never got the hang of social drinking
You can take the lad out of the land
But you can't take the land out of the lad
And if he's having one he'll soon be sinking
Years go by and people die and its hard to say goodbye
Expensive flights an obstacle in mourning
Although its hard to leave I do truly believe
I'll be home when I find these bright lights boring
I'll be home
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8. |
B.O.T.S
04:08
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At the bottom of the stairs
How I got there's all a blur
Stepped over by a pretty girl
I can see her underwear
My face is swollen bad
My drinks been stolen and
I lost my friends I can't get mad
It's every man for himself
Then I hear my tune I rush
I give the wall a push
Make my way back in no fuss
Im well ready for another buzz
I kiss a blur I swear
Could have been a grizzly bear
But I'm not scared I don't care
Tomorrow will be a nightmare
I'm running low on serotonin
But I just keep rolling
Mid dance I feel the beat
I see my girlfriend cheat
Then I'm kicked out on the street
Any wonder I'm so cheap
Wake up in a stranger's bed
How I got there I forget
Recite my number like the alphabet
Then a choir sings my regret yeah
I'm running low on serotonin
But I just keep rolling, rolling...
At the bottom of the stairs....
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9. |
Hairline
04:10
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My hairline is receding
And im getting a scary feeling
That time is slowly creeping in
When i look into the mirror
Things couldnt be much more clearer
Reality is seeping in
It wasnt such a long time ago
When I didnt care where I go
As long as I went there with my friends
We'd drink until the early hours
Plastic people passing plates of powders
And wishing the party would never end
What should i do i just dont know
Does anybody know what to do in their own show
They say the grass is greener but i dont know how it grows
*SOLO*
What should i do i just dont know
Does anybody know what to do in their own show
They say the grass is greener but i dont know how it grows
Yea they say the grass is greener but i dont know how it grows
And my favourite memory
Is when the DJ would drop that beat
Double droppin some Vitamin E
But now things are getting serious
And im feeling delirious
Im getting an itchin feeling in my feet
What should i do i just dont know
Does anybody know what to do in their own show
They say the grass is greener but i dont know how it grows
What should i do i just dont know
Does anybody know what to do in their own show
They say the grass is greener but i dont know how it grows
Yea they say the grass is greener but i dont know how it grows
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10. |
Depending on you
02:33
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A woman's work is never done
She's waiting on the sun to come
To dry the clothes on the line
She makes the bed
She bakes the bread
Gets the kids fed
Then mourns the dead
She's waiting on a little sign
From the cosmos
From her mother
Like a falling leaf
I don't want her to suffer
So I'm glad that she believes
And I couldnt live my life alone now
No, I'm depending on you
She takes a trip down to the drug store
A man will never know a woman's woes
She loves her friends with every fiber
But has no time for fools n'or foes
She is headstrong
She is noble
Beautiful and true
And to think I could ever lose her
Sure more than makes me blue.
And I couldnt live my life alone now
No I'm depending on you
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11. |
Love Is Cruel
03:45
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Hey where you going with the only one I care about?
You wouldnt do that to me would you?
I thought we were friends
I can see it in your eyes that all depends
On whose around
To my surprise I realise everything dies
And I'm a fool
Love is cruel
Love is cruel and now I know I'll never love again
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12. |
Keep Us Fighting
03:28
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Freedom of the press that isnt free
They pick and choose what they want you to see
They hide the truth and lie through their teeth
Manipulating your own beliefs
They keep us fighting
They keep us divided
What really frights them
Is if we're all united
They spin light on the killing machines
They keep in the dark the innocent screams
Pointing blame to a different creed
Instead of those infected with a bloody greed
They keep us fighting
They keep us divided
What really frights them
Is if we're all united
Black is the enemy
Brown is the enemy
Red is the enemy
You are the enemy
I am the enemy
We need another enemy
To keep the money making war machine running steadily
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13. |
Karma's Revenge
03:34
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Mine is a tale of a love that failed
A ship in the night that had to sail
And mine was doomed right from the start
Well she had it all
So surely I was bound fall
From the moment Cupid shot his dart
She was fine as wine
She was my sunshine
A loser's lament
A heartache I thought permanent
I remember all the nights I wept
When she let me down
Not gently, this woman she went to town
And left me feeling so inept
O she was fine as wine
She was my sunshine
The folly of forbidden fruit
She gave me a holy parachute
And the kiss of death before I leapt
Did I dare her to shoot?
To kill a man with the truth
Or was it just Karma's Revenge?
'Though she tried to teach me
But she couldn't reach me
I don't believe her
Her eyes they deceive her
I know that she wants me
In the way that she taunts me
O I don't believe her
Her eyes they deceive her
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14. |
Tomcat
04:40
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They call me the Tomcat through these streets I roam
They call me the Tomcat, I don't have a home
I've got these scars upon my face from battles of old
Aint a cat alive can take my place
Without a fight in the cold
I know I'm a loner
But this town is a jungle baby
And the owners will stone ya
Just for doing your hustle and maybe
I am too old to be trained
'Cause I have spent my whole life in the rain
Ever since I was a kitten
I've been drawn to the darker shades of life
Sometimes I go hungry, a tomcat's gotta eat
Sometimes I smell funky but I walk to my own beat
I like the street felines who don't wear a collar
For all kinds I pine, every shape and every colour
A tomcat's got needs, a tomcat needs pleasure
In between feeds, in rare moments of leisure
And I am too old to be trained
'cause I have spent my whole life in the rain
Every since I was kitten
I've been drawn to the darker shades of life
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Beer, gear and atmosphere
No need to fear 'cause the weekend is here
The meaning of life is so unclear
So i'm gonna say cheers with my peers
I won't worry when Monday comes
Until that day I'm gonna have some fun
So let's get buzzed and make some love
And talk some shit until the morning sun
Beer, gear.......
I won't remember my days at work
I'd rather make memories that have some worth
We don't have much time on this earth
So don't be blue like poppa smurf
Beer, gear.....
I love my family and I love my friends
I'm gonna enjoy life until the very end
All that I can recommend is to appreciate the time you spend
Beer, Gear.....
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Bute Street Vancouver, British Columbia
Founded in 2018 by Irish songwriters Colm Donnelly and Liam Mulholland in Vancouver, BC, Canada. The pair finished their debut album- Eclectic Taste in the summer of 2021 with Jory Fernstrom on bass and Craig Hahessy on drums but both moved on for family reasons. ... more
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