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Answer the Question
03:01
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Slippy slimy creature
Sliding through the cracks
Slipping through our fingers
You’re a smarmy sewer rat
Shimmy shimmy sideways
Dodging all the facts
Making up the numbers
Practicing your act
Well you’ve gone too far
I see you sweating on Andrew Marr
Answer the question
What will it take for you to say it straight?
Compulsive lying
Do you even know what’s true?
See there’s people dying
Does it even bother you?
You’ve done it all before
You wrote it on a bus
It’s one rule for you
and another for us
Now I’m feeling weird
I won’t cry any tears for Piers
Welcome to post-truth
You are all fake news
Nothing’s sacred anymore
Words are meaningless
Rotten to the core
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2. |
Delia
02:17
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TW: Domestic violence
Put your fingers in my gunshot wounds
Do you doubt me now?
My little footsteps going round your bed
Can you hear me now?
I wish you never came to Memphis
Locked my Parlour door
I should have pawned your sub-machine
Goodbye forever more
Oh Johnny, if you weren’t such a useless lover
Maybe I’d be here now
Oh baby, God bless your fragile ego
I could have escaped with my life
But I’d never be your wife
Watch me suffer at your hands
Was it hard for you?
Don’t complain to the jailer man
He can’t save you
I was evil, low down and devilish
Liked to travel around
Yeah, you may have done me then
But you’ll never bring me down
Never be your wife cos you shot me
You shot me down
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3. |
My Dark One
02:25
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Open up the curtain
Let me see the snow
Watch it falling
One last time before you go
If I could bottle everything we did
Make it last make it whole
Suffer not the absence of the soul
Follow me outside
Feel the warm grass
Eat with bare hands
And dream of summers past
Distilling without words
The very essence of you
Drink the last drops and think of you anew
My dark one
I see you now
I hear you now
In every sound in every sound
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Sausage Fest
01:50
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Lord, save me from the sausage fest
3-5 straight white men, again
Guitar solos going on for days
Macho bullshit is what they crave
Leave him now before you are a song
Crazy ex-girlfriend, it can only be so long
Steal his gear
Drink his beer
Come on
Get your own band now
Lord, keep us from the guitar dicks
Self-indulgent, self-obsessed little pricks
Downed 10 pints, now he wants you to drive
Oh girl, how’s that boy still alive?
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You blood sucking leeches
You ran it into ground
Now your around
Banging frying pans
Clapping your hands
You hypocrites
Well I don’t buy it
Don’t buy it at all
Clap, clap, clap, clap
Shit in your hands and clap
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English Spaghetti
02:41
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I don’t like foreign food
Spoiling my day
Breakfast means breakfast in a can
So what? I don’t care what the experts say
No garlic, no pepper please
My husband doesn’t like it this way
I got a recipe for disaster
Guess what? It’s coming your way
I call it English Spaghetti
Oven ready
Come and get it
I call it English spaghetti
My neighbours say
I have a heart of gold
What made my taste turn sour
My kind blood turn cold
I was served shit
I took back control
My people, my will, my one
I’m getting it done
How dare you judge me
You have not borne my cross
My Brady fed me lies
It’s no surprise
I ate them
I swallowed them whole
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7. |
Will to Survive
01:49
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The will to survive
Is greater than the will to be alive
The will to carry on
Is greater than the will to overcome
I’ve been so long in this room
I ain't seen nobody else
When you hit the floor
Touch the ceiling
How does it feel?
To miss the whole year
I’ve spent my time all alone
Closed all the windows and doors
When you reach rock bottom
Touch the top
How does it feel?
Four walls closing in
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8. |
Can't Quit You Now
02:06
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One day at a time, I see you rise
I got my eyes fixed on your curves
Save you to my phone, I know it’s wrong
Trace my finger along your spine
I wanna, I wanna see you again
It feels like, it feels like you’re my only friend
I’m gonna, I’m gonna look you up tonight
You make me, you make me feel like everything is
I can’t quit you now
I’m obsessed, I’m a mess
Feed me fear my dear
Make me say wow
Mop my brow, holy cow
Bring to me the rapture, now
Checking up on you is all that I can do
It’s true that everyone else is at it too
Check my attitude my, my fear fits the mood
Stuck inside with my daily food
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What do I know about men?
I’m a vessel to put them in
A sheath for the sword
Punch bag for the bored
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me in
Hysterical is the womb
Bloody and fit to consume
Empty femoid
Unthinkable void
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me in
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me in
Call me by my name
If it’s not all men
Which one’s to blame?
What do I know about men?
I’m here to play the game
A point to score
A virgin, a whore
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me in
Cast in the supporting role
To manipulate and control
Daughter and wife
Without my own life
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me in
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10. |
Russian Doll
02:12
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Tear us up and throw us in the bin
Look at the state we’re in
I walk on eggshells
Every time that we meet
Nothing in common, no common ground
Just flesh, blood, religion
I’d really like to roll your opinions in the river
The rift between us
Just keeps getting bigger
Me in you and you in her
We’re like an angry Russian doll
Feotal anger
Clenched fists aloft
Ready for the fight
A lineage of spite
Why can’t we use
Our anger for good
Make the rage pure
This could be our cure
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11. |
Five Minutes
03:07
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Forgive my selfish love
My cup could never run over enough
And they say, don’t scratch the scab
But that’s where my thoughts of you pour from
No time could ever be enough
I could never get too much
Enough, enough
If I could have 5 minutes with you it wouldn’t do
There’s no one else like you
Turn you upside down
Preserve you forever replaying the last sounds
Is it true, that time heals all scars
But I’d rather my wounds red, open and raw
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12. |
Cute Aggression
02:03
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Clench my fists
Grit my teeth
Oh baby you’re good enough to eat
Urge to bite
Pinch your skin
Squeeze you over and over again
You’re so cute I wanna punch something
Don’t you know you’re my obsession?
Show to you my cute aggression
So overwhelmed
I could die
Let out a scream and have a cry
Adorable
I can’t stop
Crush you until you pop
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The Sewer Cats Manchester, UK
Ferocious, fuzzy, feline-inclined… The Sewer Cats are an explosive Manchester-based punk duo delivering riotous tunes of patriarchy-smashing fury. Their short and snappy songs have been described as ‘catchy and scathing’, bursting with hooky riffs drenched in fuzz and aggressive riot-grrrl vocals, all served up with a big helping of sass. ... more
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