allen keys in the uk
allen keys in the uk
sing along
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
Summer's coming, it's nearly time
To pack the tent, take a trip down the M5
Hidden in the folds of the Somerset hills
Temporary city, a valley full of thrills
I can't help it, it's getting closer
Feeling like a kid on a rollercoaster
It's a religion, it's an addiction
It keeps you going while you're going through the motions
Rain or shine, come what may
I'm coming home to my special place
Three whole days of happiness
Mud and dust and feeling blessed
Down at the Cider Bus
Well I'm delirious
I'm living the dream
(Living the dream)
And I can very nearly hear the sound of
Fingers strumming, banging out a tune
Six strings humming on a sunny afternoon
Leave your problems blowing in the wind
Sing along and just forget about everything
I can't describe it; you have to try it
But I can tell you that there's nothing else like it
It's more than music, it's an emotion
Not just a party in a field near Pilton
Set up your tent, you've cracked a beer
You're chilling in the sun and suddenly you hear
A mighty roar going round the place
Two hundred thousand voices in a Mexican wave
Rain or shine, come what may
I'm coming home to my special place
Three whole days of happiness
Mud and dust and feeling blessed
Through Silver Hayes, past the Other Stage
Walk through the Glade and Green Fields
To Avalon
(Avalon)
And I can hear sound of Hobo Jones and
Fingers strumming, banging out a tune
Six strings humming on a sunny afternoon
Leave your problems blowing in the wind
Sing along and just forget about everything
And there's a place for everyone
For drum and bass and reggae sound systems
For rock and rollers, for Afro beats
For indie kids and hippy freaks
Take my advice, forget the programme
See what you find if you live in the moment
Just walk around and breathe in the sound
From the top of the hill when the sun goes down
Rain or shine, come what may
I'm coming home to my special place
Three whole days of happiness
Mud and dust and feeling blessed
Above The Park sitting in the dark
A million lights are shining
And I'm taking a moment
Before I
Head on up to Strummerville and
It doesn't matter, no one will judge ya
If you're a diva or a tone deaf groaner
Leave your problems blowing in the wind
Sing along and just forget about it
Fingers strumming, banging out a tune
Six strings humming on a sunny afternoon
Forget your problems, grab another beer
Sing along and get your happy for another year
the more i see
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
I was a fan in the eighties
A fervent follower
I bought your songs and your LPs
Wore out Hatful of Hollow
I was amazed by your diction
Your Northern affliction
Reeled me round the
Fountain of my youthful
Awkwardness and
Pain and kept me going through the northern rain
It felt like I was not alone
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
But now you're messing with my head
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
Supporting people that I dread
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
It seems to me the King is Dead
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
And it just feels like bigmouth
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah) strikes again with every word you shed
You were a torch in the darkness
A misfit magnet
You wore your heart on your sleeve and
Helped people to believe that
It was alright to be different
To face down torment
There's a light that
Never goes out and I
Remember all your words
That helped me navigate the universe
It felt like I was not alone
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
But now you're messing with my head
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
Supporting people that I dread
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
It seems to me the King is Dead
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
And it just feels like bigmouth
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah) strikes again with every word you shed
It was a long time ago though
Thirty five years have passed and woah
That's a life time for some
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
And yes I used to defend your
Pretentious nature
And your voice which
Grates upon some,
But I find it hard these days
To bury all the corpses and to
Look the other way
And I don't care for what you say
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
Because you're messing with my head
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
Supporting people that I dread
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
It seems to me the King is Dead
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
It seems to me the King is Dead
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
The more I see the less I care
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
Oh Morrissey you child of hatred and despair
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
The more I see the less I care
(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)
Oh Morrissey the end is here
we dare remove your rights
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
Deep down in the Bible Belt
Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell
Heart of Dixie beating hard
We fight for what is ours
Took the land from the Cherokee
Fought the Yanks under General Lee
Lost Cause and a million dead
But we made the fields run red
Well we lost the war
And the slaves were emancipated
Jim Crow laws
To keep the black man in his place by
Segregation
White power, white nation
Ku Klux Klan
We stand, we fight
We dare defend our rights
Catch my eye and I'll string you up son
Strange fruit swinging in the sun
Take you down to the hanging tree
If you should dare to question me
Godfearing protestants
Strictly Old Testament
Eye for an eye for a jealous God
Spoil the child if you spare the rod
But the world's been changing
Since the days of Doctor King
Marching feet been
Kicking doors down, making heat
Integration
Moving like a glacier
We're still here
We stand, we fight
We dare defend our rights
Brave and pure thy men and women,
Better this than corn and wine
Make us worthy, God in Heaven
Of this goodly land of Thine.
Hearts as open as thy doorways.
Liberal hands and spirits free.
Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee!
Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell
Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell
Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell
Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell
Way down in the Southern Sun
Coosa-Tallapoosa meet
Alabama river runs
Down through Old Montgomery
Pro life we defend the unborn
God's will thou shalt not kill
Unless of course you murder someone
Then you can burn in hell
Twenty five white men
Making laws for pregnant women
No exception
If you were raped then you're the problem
Felony
For anyone who tries to help you
Liberal hands
We stand, we fight
We scratch, we bite
We dare remove your rights
wilderness
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
I've got a sense of the ending, of my impending doom
But I'll keep my powder dry
For the final denoument, the last gasp moment
When I can look you in the eye
Easy come, easy go
Back and forth and, to and fro
Not like I didn't see this, not such a big surprise
I'm sitting waiting and the end is nigh
There will be no dramatics, there will be no big scene
But I will try and drag you down with me
And I can hear it coming, the air is humming
The clamour of the crowd
I can feel it around me, it's nearly time to be free
To shout it out aloud
Easy come, easy go
Back and forth and, to and fro
Not like I didn't see this, not such a big surprise
I'm sitting waiting and the end is nigh
There will be no dramatics, there will be no big scene
But I will try and drag you down with me
Roll up and get your ticket, come on and play your part
Come on and bite the bullet, the show's about to start
I'm sure you won't regret it, the furs about to fly
Certain you won't forget it, come on and watch me die
Well this is entertainment, are you not entertained?
Bring on the gladiators, bring on the judgement day
I stand before you naked, unarmed and unashamed
I only ever tried to do my best and now you put me to the
Test and cast me out into the wilderness
I see the flames of the sunrise, a burning sky
The shape of things to come
This is a new day dawning, an urgent warning
And I can hear the beating drum
Roll up and get your ticket, come on and play your part
Come on and bite the bullet, the show's about to start
I'm sure you won't regret it, the furs about to fly
Certain you won't forget it, come on and watch me die
Easy come, easy go
Back and forth and, to and fro
No point in vacillating, our destiny is waiting
And I am ready for the final sting
So bring it on release me, lets make it nice and easy
I hear the beating of Valkyrie wings
Not like I didn't see this, not such a big surprise
I'm sitting waiting and the end is nigh
There will be no dramatics, there will be no big scene
But I will try and drag you down with me
Well this is entertainment, are you not entertained?
Bring on the gladiators, bring on the judgement day
i stand before you naked, unarmed and unashamed
I only ever tried to do my best and now you put me to the
Test and cast me out into the wilderness
mixtape
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
Way back in the day, wired for sound with my
Sony Walkman (Walk This Way!)
Too ra loo rye aye, I would dance and shout
Come on Eileen
Mixtape memory
With the hiss even if you had Dobly
Noise reduction technology
Keeps moving on up, now I've
Got a twin tape deck, an awesome machine I'm a
Pirate exploring the musical seas and I'm
Not killing music, just spreading ideas, keep it
Reel to real I'll
Make you something
Give you pieces
Of my heart in a C90 format
Want to tell you things but I'm tongue tied and
So I let the
Songs speak for me I choose them carefully
Hope you get the
Message that I send
And just maybe we can be more than friends?
Surfing on the wave
It's the sound of the way that I feel, now I
Know that it's weird but I think we're in tune so I've
Made you this tape and I hope you approve of this
Sonic love letter, this musical kiss, keep it
Reel to real I'll
Make you something
Give you pieces
Of my heart in a C90 format
Thoughts and feelings I can't enunciate
So instead I've
Made a mixtape with handmade track list that's
Labelled with love
This is make or break
And I'm scared they you'll just take the mick and it
Could be a mistake
To assume that you feel the same way but I've
Got a good feeling, I'm living in hope that you'll
Listen and hear and then give me some rope and you'll
Make me a tape of the things that you love, keep it
Reel to real I'll
Make you something
Give you pieces
Of my heart in a C90 format
had nf
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
What I would like to see is those on the extremes
Storing up enormous social and political problems
For the future.
What I would like to see
Is the flying gorillas dance troupe destroying democracy
What I would like to see is world war three
My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard
Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard
Neo Fuhrer, National Front
Nasty Fuckers, No Future
Nigel Farage
Rotten cunt, rotten cunt (No no no)
Who are you? (No no no)
The quiet assassin of democracy (No no no)
And the reason you're so upset
The reason you're so angry
My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard
Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard (Isn't it funny!)
Neo Fuhrer, National Front (You all laughed at me!)
Nasty Fuckers, No Future
Nigel Farage
Rotten cunt, rotten cunt (No no no)
What I would like to see
Is the interests of British workers devalued
Stupidity and greed
Nationalism and violence
My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard
Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard
Neo Fuhrer, National Front
Nasty Fuckers, No Future
Neo Fuhrer, National Front
Nasty Fuckers, No Future
Nigel Farage ….....Happy for millions and
Millions of people to be unemployed and to be poor
Untold millions must suffer
Consigned to the dustbin of history
We don't want you and the
Sooner you are put out to grass the better
Hunderds of thousands of workers
Losing their jobs
Smash the establishment! Experts!
Project Fear! Mass unemployment!
Investment leave our country
World War Three! People let down!
The fear in the faces!
Massive divisions within countries!
My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard
Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard
Neo Fuhrer, National Front
Nasty Fuckers, No Future
Neo Fuhrer, National Front
Nasty Fuckers, No Future
Nigel Farage ….....The charisma of a
Damp rag and the appearance of a low grade bank clerk
By stealth, by deception
Without ever telling the truth
Ladies and Gentlemen
Mr Nigel Farage
The man behind Brexit
And a horrible man
waster
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019
I never really understood you:
A gobby kid singing ripped off Beatles tunes
I never really got the message:
What made you so damned impressive?
Guess it's all about attitude
Taking drugs means being cool but
Fuck me, you had it all and then
You went and spaffed it up the wall
Crack cocaine and heroin
And ketamine
More snow than Klosters in an avalanche
And I don't think it's very bright
The wasted days and wasted nights
It's fundamentally aberrant
Wasted chances, waste of talent
Just think of what you could have been
If you had kept your nasal passage clean
Just think of all the cash you've blown
By banging white lines up your nose
Crack cocaine and heroin
And ketamine
More snow than Klosters in an avalanche
And I'm suspicious of the type who
Need a fix to summon forth their muse
It's nothing new, it's all been done by
Coleridge, Byron, Keats and Shelley
It's all a part of rock 'n' roll
Taking drugs and being an arsehole
It's all a cabaret, it's all a show
Vaudeville with falling snow
Crack cocaine and heroin
And ketamine
More snow than Klosters in an avalanche
And look at what it turns you into
Someone who'd bleed their best friend dry
And all the sadness that it leads to
When everyone you love just says goodbye
It’s not funny, it’s not nice
You just can't calculate the price
Feel the need to feed the beast
Trapped inside your sad disease
Crack cocaine and heroin
And ketamine
More snow than Klosters in an avalanche
More snow than Klosters in an avalanche