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Burning Bridges
04:30
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Lyrics:
Unburden me my brother, for my sins that weigh me down
Frankly I've no other, I have burned ever bridge in town
You said the flame will light the better way
Tomorrow holds a brighter day
Don't look back to what has been
Let the ashes set you free
Burn your bridges, let them light the way
Darkened room no shelter, the dark clouds surround somehow
My life's a broken umbrella and the rain keeps pouring down
You said don't worry about the weather
We've been through it all together
Don't fear when the storm begins
Let the showers cleanse our sins
Burn your bridges, let them light the way
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Golden Age of Nonsense
05:07
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Lyrics:
What a time to be alive (I know)
Our common sense deprived (Oh No)
Voices of our time, Z list reality
A dumb cunt's comment box, now formality
It's time we put away our phones
Intelligence Regressed (Oh no)
Trial by our twitter feeds, a tasteless joke
A social platform for the self proclaimed awoke
This is the golden age of nonsense
Fake news lined up in a row
Politicians are they friend or foe
Deprived of information, a national disgrace
Worldwide condemnation, ignorance embraced
This is the golden age of nonsense
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Selena
02:12
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Lyrics:
She's a bitch, ain't that a pity
I hate that she's so pretty
She walks the night & they all pay
A dollar here, a dollar there
She'll always leave me in despair
Woah, Woah, Woah, Selena
Same thing every night, turns on her red light
I leave the note, it's time to go
Fix her hair, an empty stare
I'm in love and she don't care
Only wants me for the fare
Woah, Woah, Woah, Selena
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20 Cotton Street
02:13
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Lyrics:
I feel lost, my mind retreats
I scream but I can't speak
Really through me off this time
Another night, another crime
I pass on the paths of pity
Through the darkness of this city
I know a man to keep me sweet
He lives on 20 Cotton Street
I cant help myself, I cant help myself, I cant help myself from myself
One mans friend, One mans daughter
They're led like lambs to slaughter
Recklessly they preach in sins
Notify their next of kins
On this street you feel the wave
Of despair and toxic rage
Knock on the door to get your treat
This is 20 Cotton Street
I cant help myself, I cant help myself, I cant help myself from myself
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Trash TV
02:14
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Lyrics:
I don't need another housewives of Leeds
I just want the old MTV
I don't desire more Z lists on fire
Every turn a distracting liar
Wash out all these stupid twerks
Ridicule a great mans works
Witless creeps and bleach blonde freaks
I'm tired of celebrities, get me out of here
Trash TV, Trash TV, Trash TV
I don't want no more (Trash TV)
I don't need no more (Trash TV)
Tune in Tuesday for the fat get fit
Every channel so full of shit
Tune in Friday where the fit get fucked
Cast your vote for your favourite junk
Misfits sang of TV casualties
Its even worse with these realities
Fakes rise, with these square eyes
Watch and wallow for our own demise
Trash TV, Trash TV, Trash TV
I don't want no more (Trash TV)
I don't need no more (Trash TV)
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Broke But Not Broken
03:01
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Lyrics:
I'm getting fed up of the mundane cycle, I want to give it up
I'm tired and I'm working my ass off, I never get enough
A preacher says you get what you pay for, but I ain't seen the light
Another day with the negative red, another sleepless night
No need for this wasted education, we are the broke generation
I'm broke, but not broken
The budgets bust, millions on the bread line, having toast for tea
Busted bones, blood sweat and tears, but no economy
The leaders talk their game, but its all lies, another tick in the box
Rich men with a whip in their hand, keep you in the stocks
No need for this wasted education, we are the broke generation
I'm broke, but not broken
Did you people learn nothing in the banking world, that loaning broke people money is not working out for you.
And you broke people did you realise that these banks do not have your best interests at heart
Did you learn nothing? Nothing?
I mean stupid on parade, thats what this is
Buying crap, you cant afford, with money you don't have, to impress people you don't even really like
You make all this money, you look good and you're broke
You didn't learn anything
Did you learn nothing? Nothing? Nothing?
I'm broke, but not broken
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Jimmy Corkhill's Eyes
03:35
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Lyrics:
He came to me so gracefully, "'scuse me sir do you have A3?"
I never dreamed he'd paint away, this hard mans dreams drawn out this day
I long to see whats in that mind, what sort of madness might we find?
Take a day, to look inside, to see through the lens of Corkhill's eyes
I long to see, through Jimmy Corkhill's eyes (x3)
I used to think he's full of hate, but now I learn this monster paints
And does his art reflect his rage, we only guess what fills the page
Oh how I wish that I could see, to solve the mystery in me
We'd take a day, to look inside, to see through the lens of Corkhill's eyes
I long to see, through Jimmy Corkhill's eyes (x6)
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Second Hand Stupidity
02:34
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Lyrics:
The whole of history at a click,
A wealth on information, doesn't help a bit
A search for every question, no one knows,
A hindrance, a distraction, over exposed
Fake news, fake users, every view a devolution
Fabricate, click bait, world wide web pollution
Second hand stupidity, is a killer
Kids surfing into danger, no warning signs
Drowning in dump opinion, hope declines
Attention spans depleted, do what we're told
Education defeated, knowledge withhold
Fake news, fake users, every view a devolution
Fabricate, click bait, world wide web pollution
Second hand stupidity, is a killer
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9. |
Hard To Fall
03:07
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Lyrics:
Broken mirrors on the wall, concerned voices not heard at all
Misshapen portrait hides denial, alone again thrust in to trial
Hard to see, not had to fall
My reflection, my demise, push away those we despise
My tunnel light it fades to black, this wagon crashing off the track
Hard to see, not had to fall
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Divided Kingdom
02:50
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Lyrics:
Hard lines between left and right
I'm in the middle breaking up the fight
Guess its harder to decided who we want to be
Fed up of they said that
Left out all the important stats
Rise up and demand better for me
Don't ask what you can do for your country, but ask what it does for you
We are, divided
We are, divided
We are, divided kingdom
Big questions do we leave or remain
All the answers say were doomed all the same
No escape from our own hypocrisy
Claims of lies, delivered through the door
I dont think I can take much more
Fed up of this broken democracy
Don't ask what you can do for your country, but ask what it does for you
We are, divided
We are, divided
We are, divided kingdom
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Lyrics:
Well I'll say it, I know I won't regret
Yes I'll have some Christmas cheer this year
A little whiskey, a lot it could be risky
A bottle in my stocking soon dissapears
I've burnt my turkey, now I'm getting slurry
My apologies all came out insincere
The chestnuts roasting, no idea what we're toasting
Drink up kids, cos Santa Claus is here
Ho, Ho, Ho
Lets get drunk, it's Christmas time
We're not together, but we can drink in equal measure
Raise a glass and sing and dance with me
For those we're kissing and all of those we're missing
Especially for those we never see
We tear our wrappers, we lose at pulling crackers
Now I wear my paper crown with glee
Where are my manners, its time for some Havana's
Light em up, Merry Christmas and New Year
Ho, Ho, Ho
Lets get drunk, it's Christmas time
Sleigh bells, white snow, the Queens speech, Uncle nobheads mistletoe, Ho Ho Ho
It's Christmas time
Mulled wine, brandy snaps, Greggs festive bakes, wearing Santa hats, more Lynx gift sets, thanks
It's Christmas time
Elf on a shelf, brussel sprouts, Rudolph's red nose, wrapping all over the house, Dad's telling cracker jokes again
It's Christmas time
It's been a crazy year, so raise a glass, swig it down and lets shout in mass, lets get drunk, why not
It's Christmas time
Lets get drunk, lets get drunk, lets get drunk, it's christmas time
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Lyrics:
I didn't mean not to be your friend
I had a plan it would work out in the end
Now I cant take it back whats said
A grudge that lasts til our death bed
I never wanted things to be this way
I never wanted to be, my last sworn enemy
I guess I'm saying that we're both to blame
Now it hurts you just to say my name
So if I could I would take it back
But you're still wishing me a heart attack
I never wanted things to end this way
I never wanted to be, my last sworn enemy
I never wanted it to be this way, I never wanted it to end this way
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Gaz Masters Liverpool, UK
Gaz Masters is a Punk rock singer/songwriter from Liverpool, UK. He creates fun 90's style skate punk tracks, they are
sometimes fast, they are sometimes loud, but they are always catchy.
Been active since March 2020 when Covid-19 first struck the world and sent many into various lockdowns, Gaz Masters bunkered down and started writing for the first time in a decade.
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