1. |
A Little Less
02:13
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Well my back is tight and my eyes are seeing blurred
I know you're talking to me but I haven't heard a word
I haven't heard a word, my vision's blurred, I'm getting used to it somehow
And every day I think I'm falling behind
What I thought I knew is getting redefined
I'm getting redefined, I'm falling behind, I'm loosing my mind
I'm just a little less capable
I'm just a little less capable today
Just a little less capable
I know it's easy to think you're on your own
I know it feels like it but hey you haven't been deboned
You haven't been deboned, you're not alone, you're getting over it somehow
Just a little less capable
You're just a little less capable today
Just a little less capable
Just a little less capable
You're just a little less capable today
Just a little less capable
You're just a little less capable today
Just a little less capable
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2. |
Wet Clothes
03:15
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In the dead of night when you're sleep in bed
Panic sets in and it fills your head
You're too tired to fight so it brings you down
And panic claims another nighttime
I'm leaning on a wall looking down a well
And you're telling me a story of a kid who fell
To his death in the 70s
And panic claims another nighttime
Get out of those wet clothes baby
Get out of the rain
Get out of those wet clothes baby
And the sun will come out again
I'm on Inis Oír taking in the view
It's wild and it's rugged and it's beautiful
Though I'm safe in bed many years later
I still worry 'bout the danger
In a sweat, gripped with fear
Over shit that didn't happen and we're
Lying here, asleep in bed
Yet panic claims another nighttime
Get out of those wet clothes baby
Get out of the rain
Get out of those wet clothes baby
And the sun will come out again
Get out of those wet clothes baby
Get out of the rain
Get out of those wet clothes baby
And the sun will come out again
Get out of those wet clothes baby
Get out of the rain
Get out of those wet clothes baby
And the sun will come out again
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3. |
Hate Is Easy
02:48
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What would you do if you found out
That your friends believed in creation?
Or your mother's sister's daughter's friend
Went to England for an abortion
I want to live in a world where we have no need for cops
Crime is down, gays walk hand in hand
And the tide beats off the rocks
And it rocks
Hate is easy, life is hard
Hate is easy and life is hard
I'd rather see you smiling
As you recount the time you felt that you were saved
I find your stories fascinating
You know what's good for you man is good for me
But don't blow smoke in my face it'll only make me cough
You can buy as many fags as you like don't want to make you stop
You stop
Hate is easy, life is hard
Patience is difficult no matter who you are
Hate is easy, life is hard
Hate is easy and life is hard
Don't be a what-abouter, don't try to distract me
Don't be a what-abouter, life is hard
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4. |
Sick
03:13
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There's no avoiding this I know
Confronted by them everywhere you go
And there's no need to listen, there's no need to hear
What the people are saying
Or what logic declares
Sick of guns
Killing everyone
Sick of guns
Every toy and every book
Every game and every film
And every newspaper
On every news stand
There is no escaping
My patience is fading and I'm sick
Sick of guns
Killing everyone
Sick of guns
Sick of guns
Sick of guns
Killing everyone
Sick of guns
Killing everyone
Sick of guns
Sick of guns
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Busy Looking Busy
03:30
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I thought I told you that crowds make me sick
Even in my car I feel claustrophobic
I'll just pick a spot where I can wave hello and smile
Just take a step outside your comfort zone yea
It must be boring for you on your own yea
Please dance with me tonight
I don't know why my hands are shaking
I'm trying not to get my picture taken
I'm freaking out
And I'm busy looking busy
Come and chat to Darren, he works with me yea
Like you he claims to be a little bit OCD yea
Oh thanks for that, now I feel fine, and I never said that, you did
No one's watching, no one cares yea
Look at me! I'm not scared yea
Please give me one more try
I don't know why my hands are shaking
I'm trying not to get my picture taken
I'm freaking out
And I'm busy looking busy
I don't know why my hands are shaking
I'm trying not to get my picture taken
I'm freaking out
And I'm busy looking busy
I don't know why my hands are shaking
I'm trying not to get my picture taken
I'm freaking out
And I'm busy looking busy
I don't know why my hands are shaking
I'm trying not to get my picture taken
I'm freaking out
And I'm busy looking busy
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Art's not a competition
And it's not a fire sale
I'm not here for recognition
I'm playing records with a six inch nail
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
Sam Smith is winning Grammies
And we play the minor scale
I don't expect to win a Grammy
Or even a paragraph on a fucking website
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
Aye!
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
They can't all be winners
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The Middle Ages Ireland
The Middle Ages, a new rock band formed by Anthony Mackey. You may be familiar with Mackey from his work with legendary rockers Large Mound. Or from his two year stint as guitarist in Hot Colossus. What you may not know is that this bio is horribly out of date. The Middle Ages now have a bunch of singles, an album and so many great songs still to come that it's a joke. ... more
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