buskakrhymz vol 2: double jeopardy
buskakrhymz vol. 2: double jeopardy
the dance
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Phreek March 2018
Too much pressure in my head keeps resurrecting
Scenes from ancient history, stops me thinking clearly
Roll your stones away, keep your dogs at bay
Need to find some balance, stop this interference
Change the radio station, block this static nation
Lift me out of here where the air is clear
Sonic paradise white noise saviour
And I hope, but I don't pray no one's listening anyway
Strike a pose, take a chance, join the dance, joint the dance (see you on the other side)
So you left me reeling, kicking chunks out of the
Ceiling; I was flailing, life support was failing
Reciprocity; Serendipity
Screaming spinning falling, trying to take it all in
I was in denial - 'cause the truth was vile
Chained to memories, of how things used to be
Time to change the path, time to change this
Break your chains, breathe in deep, life is long, talk is cheap
Second skin, second chance, join the dance, join the dance (take it to the bridge now)
Ten years later and I'm feeling so much better
Pulled my shit together, worked out you should never
Blame yourself when fate kicks you in the taters
You can't plan for stupid, just remember Cupid
Will not leave you hanging, wants to keep you banging
So I met my match, thinks that I'm a catch
Cider drinking wench, make me happy
And I swear, this is it, we're a pair, we're a hit
We're a team, we advance in the dance, in the dance (yeah)
La la la la la, La la la la la, La la la la la, La la la la la
kabukicho
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Anorakronism May 2018
Electric dreams, a neon symphony
A different world of the extraordinary
A strange landscape, well I just stand and gape
It's not like anywhere I've ever been to
Shinjuku, oh so pretty
Sleepless Town, Demon City
(Kabukicho) Well I'm lost in this maze of madness
(Kabukicho) Salarymen working off their sadness
(Kabukicho) Take a walk on the Eastern wild side
I'm so Chu Hai, I've drunk the bottle dry
It helps me handle sensory overdrive
Beautiful town, skyscrapers all around
But night time it becomes a sukebe playground
Shinjuku, oh so pretty
Sleepless Town, Demon City
Tokyo hidden wonder
Take your time, don't go under
(Kabukicho) Watch your step or it might bite you
(Kabukicho) Ya-ku-za there watching every move
(Kabukicho) Take a walk on the Eastern wild side
I want to ride, the Yamanote line
I hope I get to walk those streets one more time
A special place, a trip to outer space
Dirty old town there's nowhere else quite like you
Shinjuku, oh so pretty
Sleepless Town, Demon City
Tokyo hidden wonder
Take your time, don't go under
(Kabukicho) Flashing lights of the Go-Go getters
(Kabukicho) Lowest of the low to the hip jet setters
(Kabukicho) Buckle up and just enjoy the ride
(Kabukicho) Take a trip to the Eastern wild side
liquid anaesthesia
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Tsunami May 2019
Hidden meanings, secret codes, knowing looks and smiles that
Leave me in the cold, a spectator sport and I don't know the
Rules, just stand there looking like a fool
And I wish for other times, so wheel me down the Fountain, yeah
Or take me to the misty mountain
(There's no denying; There's no denying)
It's the sound of evil, hear the screaming seagulls
(There's no escaping; There's no escaping)
I can't connect with people, give me liquid anaesthesia
Heart of gold and feet of clay, a clumsy fumbler,
A blind man doesn't fear the dark, but loneliness can kill the spark
Extinguishing your joie de vivre, well just
Believe me when I tell you that I'm batting on a sticky wicket
And I've got this one way ticket to the blues
(There's no denying; There's no denying)
Needle jumps on vinyl cracks, pirouette toward the final track
(There's no escaping; There's no escaping)
I can't connect with people, give me liquid anaesthesia
Some are found and some are lost, some are counting up the cost
Renovating broken dreams, singing songs and hatching schemes
For a better life, buy a butter knife
If you need some meaning to your day
Find yourself inside this passion play
(There's no denying; There's no denying)
You give me tea and toast, and I'm the one that loves you most
(There's no escaping; There's no escaping)
I can't connect with people, give me liquid anaesthesia
(There's no denying; There's no denying)
I could not love you more but, I'm on a road to nowhere
(There's no escaping; There's no escaping)
I can't connect with people, give me liquid anaesthesia
((Aaaaaaahs))
mission creep
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Boshapo Apr 2019
Head down as the sirens scream past
Off the grid; leave your phone at home and
Hide your face from the covert cameras
Say cheese, you know you're never alone with a
Drone in the air as you walk on by
While they watch from above with the eye in the sky
And they tell you that it's all for your benefit,
To keep you from harm, to stop the terrorists
Mission creep as they chip away at your civil liberties
Smartphone zombie
No need to chip you; you give us all we need
Browser history
We see what you're thinking; we know what you watch and read
Analytics
We know where you've been; we know your routine
Algorithms
Computing the future; we're coming to get you
They killed cash so you have to pay
With your phone or your card, so you leave a trace
In the digital domain there's a data crunch
Now they know what you drink and they know how much
And Big Data is exactly the same as
Big Brother, just the name has been changed to
Protect the guilty, obscure the fact that
Your freedom is a lie, that you're under surveillance
Mission creep as they chip away at your civil liberties
Smartphone zombie
No need to chip you; you give us all we need
Browser history
We see what you're thinking; we know what you watch and read
Analytics
We know where you've been; we know your routine
Algorithms
Computing the future; we're coming to get you
And now they sell you a spy that you bring into your home
Like a Trojan Horse with a built in microphone
Harvest your data, work in league with your
Mobile phone and your Smart TV
Watch what you watch, hear what you say
Loose lips sink ships
Mission creep as they chip away at your civil liberties
Smartphone zombie
No need to chip you; you give us all we need
Browser history
We see what you're thinking; we know what you watch and read
Analytics
We know where you've been; we know your routine
Algorithms
Computing the future; we're coming to get you
no pasaran
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Foxtrot Oscar Oct 2018
With thanks to The Men They Couldn't Hang for use of the lyrics from The Ghosts Of Cable Street
No pasaran
No pasaran
I see you Oswald Mosley, you nasty little man
(You call it Nationalism; we call it fear and hate)
With your Union of Fascists, and your nasty little plan
(You call it Nationalism; we call it fear and hate)
You want to kick the Jews out, and send them on their way
Return them to the Nazis, condemn them to their fate
But they're fleeing from oppression and coming here in fear
You're a disgrace to the human race and we don't want you here
We'll barricade the city, we'll stop you in your tracks
We'll chase you out of Cable Street…..
Don't bother coming back
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
We see you Tommy Robinson you thievin' nasty lemon
The name may change but the stench is just the same
We see all of you Fascists; EDL and BNP
The name may change but the stench is just the same
Well it makes me sick and tired, to see another wave
Of persecuting immigrants, and peddling your hate
We've seen it all before, yeah nothing much has changed
You're a disgrace to the human race; the answer's still the same
We'll fight you on the beaches, in the hills and fields and towns
We'll chase you out of Cable Street…..
Don't bother turning round
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
No pasaran
No pasaran
No pasaran
Listen for the sound of marching feet
Heed the voices of The Ghosts of Cable Street……
snake oil
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Anorakronism May 2018
Talking heads upon the television
Dereliction of the sleepless souls
Restitution at the rescue mission
Stop them falling deeper down their holes
It's a calling it’s a comet falling
Elemental at the end of days
Veneration of the holy schmoly
Subjugation of the quaint old ways
Selling snake oil to the poor and needy
Selling seraphim and salvation
Open up the pearly gates, I'm coming
Home - Jesus wants me
Or does he?
Holy clerics of the intifada
Infidelity of infidels
Escalation of the holy Jihad
Take the innocents and make them soldiers
Take the scripture turn it on it's head and
Take the words but make the meaning suck
Preach the Gospel to the seething masses
They've nothing left to lose and they don't give a fuck
Selling snake oil to the poor and needy
Selling oblivion and exocets
Get my virgins ready 'cause I'm coming
Home - Allah wants me
I don't believe in all the fairy stories
I'm not a joiner, don't support a team
And I don't understand why people get hooked
On Religion, it's a bogus scheme
If you really want to make a difference
If you really want to help the poor
Stop the killing, stop the genocidal
Ethnic cleansing based on nothing more than prejudice and
No more snake oil, no more jam tomorrow
No more promises of life eternal
It's a fact we all live here and here is
Home - Reason wants me
For a sunbeam
No more snake oil, no more life eternal
Don’t keep scaring us with your infernal
Punishments if we don’t stay upon your
Path - you're having a laugh and we can
Make our own way home
subcutaneous
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Lavishly Tooled Jan 2019
I never liked you anyway
I'd just pretend to be your friend
You never made me feel a thing
Except vaguely nauseous
You think you're so damn gorgeous
It's just a painting on a mouldy wall
Let's get subcutaneous
And talk about what's going on below the show
I know it sounds outrageous
Through all the years, now it appears,
I just can't fucking stand you
I just don't fucking like you
So if you strip the skin away
You see the monster underneath
A cruel heart of stone and
Teeth that bite and gouging fingers
And still the nightmare lingers
I wake up screaming if I dream of you
Let's get subcutaneous
And understand the meaning of this horror show
Dissect this alien species
Through all the tears, it's become clear
I just can't fucking stand you
I just don't fucking like you
Let's get subcutaneous
And talk about what's going on below the show
Let's get subcutaneous
And understand the meaning of this horror show
Skin deep. So shallow.
I thought I loved you til I found out what was
Living down below
Through all the tears, it's become clear
Beauty is not appealing
When it's devoid of feeling
A carapace an empty shell
If there's a hell I hope you get there in the end
Skin deep (let's get subcutaneous)
Skin deep (let's get subcutaneous)
Skin deep (let's get subcutaneous)
Skin deep (let's get subcutaneous)
Skin deep (let's get subcutaneous)
Skin deep (let's get subcutaneous)
tsunami
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Tsunami May 2019
I've been here since the start, yeah all my working life,
It's where I started and it's where I met my wife,
Been through the good and bad and raised a family;
And now my kids are here, they're working on the line with me.
And then the fatal blow; we heard it on the radio
As we were driving in, to start work on the 2nd shift
They told us we would not be working here much longer
It cut right through us like a razor sharp katana
It's the end of an era, it's a wake up call as we
Walk into the future while we're waiting for the axe to fall
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
It's the end of the shinkansen, the termination station,
Everybody change here for an unknown destination.
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
Read all about it, it's a bad day at black rock,
There's been an earthquake, now we're dealing with the aftershock,
And we are powerless, the wave will keep on coming,
Tsunami watching as we walk toward our ruin.
The gears are cranking up, machinery in motion,
We're just spectators to the power of the ocean,
And in the global scheme it's just a minor tremor,
But in the here and now it feels like it's the end of the world.
It's the end of an era, it's a seismic shift
Nothing we can do to stop the continental drift.
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
It's the end of the road, yeah, the writings on the wall
Need to find another way to keep the wolf from the door
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
And so I'm standing in the line and I am trying;
To give a fig about the car that you'll be buying;
To give my all when all I want to do is scream;
To keep on working like a cog in this machine
Read 'em and weep, a losing deal, the closing movement
We hear the roaring of the wind, the deadly portent
And we are powerless, the wave is coming for us
Tsunami warning as it towers high above us
At the end of the day we're into damage limitation
Running for the hills our only possible salvation
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
It's the end of an era, it's our judgement day
30 years of progress being washed away
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
Tsunami, tsunami
vive la difference
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Lavishly Tooled Jan 2019
Outside. They move. On the hunt for the non-believers.
Stay low. Eyes down. Keep your head below the parapet, parapet.
Keep still. Lights out. Make no sound if you want to get out of here.
Keep calm. Stay true. Pray if you want but it really won't help you.
Fish out of water. Cuckoo in the nest. You're not like us so we think it's best if you
Move on. Leave this place. No room for difference, got no tolerance.
Be scared. Be afraid. Knock on the door; it's a midnight raid.
Pogrom. Hate crime. Used to be your friends; but now they're on the other side.
You're not like us, you know you don't belong here
You're not like us, you know you don't belong here
Strange fruit. In the trees. Well they swing in the cold cold breeze so
Swing low sweet chariot. Hear the singing of the marionettes.
Boot stamp. Fist grind. We're just here to help you make up your mind.
Binary. No grey. You're either with us or we're taking you away.
Unrest. Civil war. Vigilantes go from door to door and there's
No rules. No law. At the mercy of the kangaroo court.
Judge and jury. Alpha Omega. No reprieve, no there's no one to save you.
Bang bang. You're dead. Feel the noose tightening around your neck.
You're not like us, you know you don't belong here
You're not like us, you know you don't belong here
You're not like us, you know you don't belong here
This is genocide, we're just cleaning up the gene pool
Last night. I dreamt. I lived in a place that was tolerant.
Free speech. Free minds. No fear. No hate crime.
Utopia. Hard won. Rights from the fights down the generations.
Stand up. Defend. Fight for your rights, vive la difference.
You won't break us no you won't defeat us.
You won't break us no you won't defeat us.
You won't break us no you won't defeat us.
Vive la difference, we are Spartacus.
Vive la difference
Vive la difference
Vive la difference
Vive la difference
you're the one
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Phreek March 2018
(Well I'm) not much to look at and I'm
Not blessed with countless riches
Life's road's been a little bit bumpy
And I've hit my share of hitches
Well take them on the chin
Yeah suck it up, suck it in
And if you've got no master plan
Just do the best you can
Life's here, it's yours to take
Everybody makes mistakes yeah
So yeah - you''ve made your bed
Certain things can't be unsaid
(Well) it’s a cruel cruel world out there
So if you find someone who cares
Don't ever let them go
Let them know
You're the one
(And I) want you to understand
Experience has made me a better man
I've done some shitty [bad bad] things but I've
Learned from them and I'm not going to make the same
Mistakes, a second time
Cross my heart and hope to die
And I'm sorry but you're stuck with me
And you didn't even know I was a little bit country
Life's here, it's ours to take
Looking forward, feeling great and
Sometimes the stars align
Though I don't believe in a grand design and
It’s a cruel cruel world out there
And if you find someone who cares
Don't ever let them go
Let them know
You're the one
And it's true it all comes round
Karma can be so profound and
You get what you deserve
If you give you can take, If you love you can make
Amends for the past, you can make things better
You can call it quits, (pause) put it in a letter
As a message in a bottle, send it out to sea
Send it round the world, let the love flow freely
(Well) it’s a cruel cruel world out there
So if you find someone who cares
Let them know
Let them know
You're the one
You're the one
sunrise 2019
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Tsunami May 2019
Sick of feeling angry, sick of feeling pain
I'm going to take control of my life again
It's hard to let go when the only thing you see
Is a future that's so full of uncertainty
And fear and self loathing can tear a soul apart
But you come to the point when you know you have to start
To banish all your demons and take a leap of faith
To remember who you are and to give yourself a break
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
Now life is made for living not for waiting on the whim
Of cruel fate and circumstance and other people's dreams
You can be frozen in a moment but eventually you'll thaw
When you realise your value and that you are so much more
Because no-one else will judge you more than you've already done
So take it easy on yourself and try to focus on the one
Who can make you feel good when your world has turned to shit
Who is willing to believe that there is more to life than this
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
And the fences you've erected and the boundaries you've set
Made of fear and doubt and apathy and other people's threats
That define you and constrain you and frustrate you to the core
Well they're all just an illusion so go batter down the door
And it only takes a step or two to walk into the light
To open up your eyes and ears and start to see things right
So start looking for the colours and try listening to your heart
Let the song inside you blossom and your fears will fall apart.
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
Watch the sun rise again
Feel the sunshine again
you can't take this away
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Convert Feb 2018
Well we came to the end of our road
No more empty words and promises, I guess
Some things are not meant to be
It was fun at times, but too many lies
Took their toll on you and me
We both swore we'd be true, me and you
But forever and ever amen is
Too damn long
Well it burns you inside as you choke on the lies
And it gets in your head, so you try to forget
But no way - do what you
May, you can't take this away
So we all dip our toes in the sea
Open up and risk the deadly kiss, don’t be
Scared to go back to the beach
Put your flip flops on, take your spade along,
Keep your towel within your reach
We’re all building with sand, make no plans
Count your blessings and chickens and stand
Against the tide
Don’t forget to have fun as you blunder along
Hold the ones you love close and remember to tell them each
Day, I want you to
Stay, please don’t take this away
And another road takes you away
It’s a mystery, where the end will be, so don’t
Get too hung up on the ride
Just enjoy the view, have a beer or two,
Keep your eyes upon the prize
It’s a beautiful day, make some hay
Hold your lover’s hand tightly, it's never too early to
Say I'd love to
Take you out dancing or down to the dog track or
Out for the pub quiz or just for a Big Mac and
Say - hold me closer each
Day - You can’t take this away
Life is a journey, some people leave early
Some others continue, to dance along with you
There’s no way of knowing, how far we’re all going
We bear this affliction, the human condition
As time points it’s arrow towards our tomorrows
They come along faster and faster and faster
So stop for a second and breathe in the moment
And savour the flavour and always remember
Today
You can't take this away.
take another swing
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Phreek March 2018
It's clear to me, I've been walking round with my eyes shut
Its news to me, that things were getting rough, and that you've had enough of us
So tear this down, send in the clowns
Bring out the band and listen to the big finale
No compromise, now I see a smile is just a snarl
No sentiment, that was yesterday, now get the fuck out of my way
This can't be real, I feel the steel
Impaling me and I'm begging you to show some mercy
Fall apart, spears in my heart
Pregnant pause, it’s the calm before the storm so
Take the fuckers with you, use your scattergun
No-one leaves this place alive I'm having fun
Atrocity, well it's OK all's fair in love and war
Dichotomy, I want to hold you and I want you underneath a bus
Confusing times, passionate crimes
Tempestuous seas, well I'm feeling pretty green around the gills
I'm slow to see, there are some things that can't be unfucked
I'm holding on, to a memory; to a shadow of a life
Take out the trash, rake out the ash
This fire is dead and you need to get your head straight
Drift apart, harden your heart
Set a course heading for a new horizon
Opportunity comes knocking
Dub be good to me, I'm moving on
Live and let die, you only live twice
Please believe, it's the truth tomorrow never dies
It's a part of this rich tapestry
Take the positives and set them free
Possibilities are endless
So take another swing, just take another swing
smile upon your face
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Convert Feb 2018
Reach out, stop fucking about
Cos life is too short to have all of that doubt
(It’s a ) Nice day, stop hiding away
Let the sun on your face blow the clouds away
You've only got yourself to blame
You might not win but join the game
Tough shit, you've taken a hit
It might sound cruel but get over it
(you've got) One life, so never think twice
Put your pedal to the metal don't philosophise
You never know what you might find
If you just open up your mind
Hang ten, you never know when
You're gonna meet a stranger who becomes a friend
(So just) Move on and sing your own song
Put your apron and your wellies and your best smile on
Don't keep on living in the past
Just get outside and have a blast
So what, you are where you've got
The world will keep turning if you're there or not
(Iknow) It's true, you're gonna pull through
If you look into the future and in front of you
Keep running forward to the light
No looking back or left or right
And when you reach that sunny place
There'll be a smile upon….….your face
On your face
Smile upon your face
On your face
red pill blue pill
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Foxtrot Oscar Oct 2018
A complex question; requires reflection
Just "yes" or "no" is; lacking inflection
Ignore the facts and; choose speculation
Engage the Press in; this manipulation
Mer-ce-na-ry de-mo-cra-cy
Stupid question, wrong direction
Red pill blue pill - it's your free will
Make your choice and reap the whirlwind
So start a panic; call on the racists
Nobody cares if; it's true or baseless
The truth is truth is; made by the winners
Just win the race and; ignore the whingers
Id-i-o-tic, and my-op-ic
Pat-ri-o-tic, di-a-bol-ic
Red pill blue pill - it's your free will
Make your choice and reap the whirlwind
So start a panic; call on the racists
Nobody cares if; it's true or baseless
Mer-ce-na-ry de-mo-cra-cy
Stupid question, wrong direction
Red pill blue pill - it's your free will
Make your choice and reap the whirlwind
Id-i-o-tic and my-op-ic
Pat-ri-o-tic, di-a-bol-ic
Mer-ce-na-ry de-mo-cra-cy
Stupid question, wrong direction
Red pill blue pill - it's your free will
Make your choice and reap the whirlwind
psycho killer
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Boshapo Apr 2019
Stroking your skin, baby where do I begin
Long story, it could be boring
Holding your hand, well you need to understand
About the birds and the bees, my specialist needs
What I want, what I really really really want
It's not normal, it's not mainstream
I need to feel that I'm out of control
Need to see you bleed, hear you scream
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me please
In the park feeding pigeons in the dark
It calms my mind, helps me to find my
Inner voice, makes me feel I have a choice but the
Bloodlust always comes right back
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me please
And you insist I must be taking the piss
That I'm having a laugh, well I tell you this is serious
Done my best to protect you from yourself
Well it's up to you but this is gonna get gruesome
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me please
Don't feel remorse, I feel nothing at all,
There's a piece of my mind that's not quite there at all
I don't recall how I came to find my calling
All that I know is that my blood is boiling
Red mist and the taste on my tongue
Bitter like iron but it's turning me on
It may be wrong but it's not up to me, I was
Made into a monster by the one's who hurt me
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me please
Hands on your throat, knees on your chest
Feeling the blood as it pulses in your neck
This is the end but you know what they say
No pain, no gain
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me
Psycho killer, I'm not a normal man, somebody stop me, somebody stop me please
a million miles away
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
You sleep in the daytime, you live in the dark
Keep trying to reach out, you've stolen my heart
But every time I miss your spark
Now I'm a pretender, a shambling ghost
All of my letters got lost in the post
And I don't know what hurts the most
Because you slay me with a glance you
Make me think I have a chance
But I know it's all a fantasy
And you don't really see me
Even though you're next to me
Well you're a million miles away
Even though you're next to me
You're a million miles away
So what can I do or say??
To make you feel the same way
Well I keep crashing on your rocks
Keep betting all against the odds
But every time I end up all alone
You slay me with a glance you
Make me think I have a chance
But I know it's a fantasy
And you don't really see me
Even though you're next to me
Well you're a million miles away
Even though you're next to me
You're a million miles away
Away , away, away, away
Please spare me a minute, throw me a bone
Give me a picture to keep on my phone
And I can go home with a smile
Well it's so abnormal, it's so uncool
Yes I'm an ejit, a miserable fool
But I can't stop from feeling
Truly madly deeply dippy
Slay me with a glance you
Make me think I have a chance
But I know it's not meant to be
I just need a remedy
To cure this lovesick malady
Maybe I'll just go to sea
Or join the Foreign Legion
Even though you're next to me
Well you're a million miles away
Even though you're next to me
Well you're a million miles away
Even though you're next to me
Well you're a million miles away
Even though you're next to me
Well you're a million miles away
fugee
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Too much too young what a terrible shame
Kids dodge bullets in a bombed out citadel
Hide and seek when they hear the warplanes
Drop their barrel bombs bringing down new hell
Looking like no one's gonna take a stand
Planes keep showering death from above as the
World just watches on, wringing it's hands
Hear a lot of talk but we don't feel the love
Seven long years and nothing much changes
Most of my people have left their homes, tell me
What would you do now if you were in my shoes?
Sit round and wait 'til they send in the drones?
So it's time to leave; just grab what you can
Head out the door and just keep on walking
Looking for succour in an alien land
Looking for shelter where there's no more war pigs
Dead meat - pounding the street
Every day's a struggle when there's nothing to eat
Dead beat - well I just need to sleep in a
Place where the bombs and the bullets can't find us
Hitched one lift then another then another
Every place we came to was a bombed out shell
Looking for charity; help from a brother
All in the same fix; huddled in a death cell
Move in the dark. Dodging the sharks
Breathing in diesel. Tasting sand 'til we
Came in time to the crystal shore line
Over the horizon lies the promised land
And we met a man said he had a plan, got a
Cousin with a boat who's gonna take us there but the
Trips not cheap; you gotta dig deep
Gamble all your money on a wing and a prayer
Set off at midnight into the dark
Two hundred souls in a battered old freighter
Low in the water; under the deck
Close my eyes and pray I see you later
Dead meat - pounding the street
Every day's a struggle when there's nothing to eat
Dead beat - well I just want to sleep in a
Place where the bombs and the bullets can't find us
Five days at most; the motor is toast;
Drifting free beneath the beating sunshine
Nothing to drink and everything stinks
Ready to die and yet we're still not giving in
Sweating fear then I hear redemption
Motor launch with a deep bass engine
You don't know how it feels to come alive
'Til you know that you've been thrown a line
Make land though it's not what I planned
In a prison though they call it a camp but there's
Running water for my baby daughter
No warplanes; no barrel bombs
Got nothing but the clothes we're wearing
Lost everything but we're still breathing
And you think that I've come here to
Steal your job and undermine you?
Refugee - this wasn't my choice
Got no rights and so I've got no voice I'm a
Migrant - can you understand
The pain I've been through just to get to this land?
Just walk a mile in my shoes and
Maybe then you'll start to see the truth, I'm a
Fugee - this happened to me and I
Pray to the gods that it doesn't happen to you
freefall
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Lavishly Tooled Jan 2019
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No point in pointing out the obvious
Don't waste your breath it's so damn tedious
Deaf to reason, screaming "Treason, you're the enemy"
Blind belief against the evidence that's plain for all to see
Running out of road, heading for the edge
Wish for wings that work, come on, place your bets
No looking back, no turning round, the ground will come to greet us
It's time to learn the hard way gravity cannot be cheated
You can define the path when you know distance, speed and time
You can't escape the facts but you can always close your eyes
Speeding down the road, through the safety wall
Arrogance and pride come before the fall
Free falling yes we're free falling
Free falling yes we're free falling
And I can see the headlines written there in black and white
Nothing to see, it's just a car crash, everybody died
A crazy drunk behind the wheel, somebody should have stopped her
Seems like she didn't hear the screaming passengers, or didn't care
Grabbing at the wheel, looking for the brake
Turn this thing around before it's too damn late
Free falling yes we're free falling
Sleepwalking yes we're sleepwalking
Free falling yes we're free falling
Free falling yes we're free falling
empty stage
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Phreek March 2018
I'm listening, what you got to say?
Shit happens, people go their own way
Time can change your mind and the tide can
Wash you out to sea
Stop crying, it messes up your face
Be brutal, give it to me straight
Don't give me sugar pills give me truth and
Tell it like it is
Life is too short to regret your failure
Learn the lessons but don't let them nail you up
Try again and this time make things better
Don't forget that we're all writing pur own page
Empty Stage
Keep talking, this is getting good
Small steps towards some understanding
You need to tell me where it all went wrong
Call it therapy for free
I'm learning, opening my eyes
Old memories come back in a new light
Like a film I saw, cut with footage
Lying on the floor
Life is too short to regret your failure
Learn the lessons but don't let them nail you up
Try again and this time make things better
Don't forget that we're all writing pur own page
Empty Stage
Seems sad but I can understand
It's time to move on with a new plan
Leave the past behind, keep the good things
Somewhere in your mind
Don't worry, things will all be fine
Scars heal with alcohol and time
Let the feelings go, there's more acts to
Come in this phreek show
Life is too short to regret your failure
Learn the lessons but don't let them nail you up
Try again and this time make things better
Don't forget that we're all writing pur own page
Empty Stage
celluloid mind
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album Mein Kraft Jan 2019
Yes we all make mistakes, it's our
Natural state, our default condition and
Some are big some are small but the
Big ones hold on to us, keep on reminding us
Words you should have said. Things you could have done.
Near death experience. Memories that stick to you.
Record. Rewind. Replay. Watch it
Over again; see the choices you should have made.
Record. Rewind. Replay. Relive
All of your greatest hits on constant repeat
And you wish you could just press delete
It's a blessing of sorts to have
Video playback hardwired in your cranium
And it can be a curse
Well we all have those times we'd prefer to obliterate
Some try alcohol. To forget it all.
Take the pain away. Blur the memory.
Record. Rewind. Replay. Watch it
Over again; see the choices you should have made.
Record. Rewind. Replay. Relive
All of your greatest hits on constant repeat
And you wish you could just press delete
If you give me a choice
Then I'd rather have memory than face the alternative
Well the trick is to stick
To the times that you got it right, if you can swing it but
You're not in control, somewhere deep below
There's a masochist inside all of us
Record. Rewind. Replay. Watch it
Over again; see the choices you should have made.
Record. Rewind. Replay. Relive
All of your greatest hits on constant repeat
And you wish you could just press delete
bittersweet
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the Album Hearworms Jul 2019
When I saw you for the very first time
Took a chance and I asked you for a dance
Held you tight in the disco lights and I
Knew right then that this was meant to be
I can still see your dancing eyes
I can still feel the love that I felt inside
You know I can't ever think of a better time
And I told you that I was coming after you
Called you up, asked you out, you were pleased
In the dark of the Odeon I squeezed your hand
Running wild, laughing loud, loving long
Finding out all about you and your favourite songs
Walking round in a summer daze
Gazing up at the stars of the Milky Way
I was amazed that you felt the same
And I told you that I was always there for you
Bought a ring, asked you if you would be
Interested in exclusivity?
Got a place and we made it our own, made a home
From a house and filled it with our family
Happy days as we learned and loved
Through the hard times and through the good
And I never once felt it wasn't enough
And I told you that I was so complete with you
Passing years flying by so fast
Kids are gone, we're alone at last
And I still feel the same as I did back then
And I told you that you meant everything to me
There's a space in the bed, there's a hole
There's a tear in my heart that I can't close
Sometimes I could swear that I hear you say
That I have to be strong, when you have gone away
No regrets and I know that it comes to us all
That in every life a little rain must fall
And I cherish the days and I still recall
When you told me that you loved me to the end
Loved me to the end
Loved me to the end
summer song
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the Album Hearworms Jul 2019
The world keeps spinning on it's course
Around the star that is our source
Of heat and light and endless good times
Passed through the equinox and life
Starts springing back into it's stride
Emerging and we start to sing again
Changing seasons
Bringing reasons to be cheerful
Take pleasure in the summer weather
Drinking wine in the golden sunshine
I close my eyes and feel the kiss
Of sunlight dancing on my skin
I'm drifting, with the winter's lifting
A gentle breeze blows through my hair
The smell of cut grass on the air
I'm drinking, while the sun is sinking
Changing seasons
Bringing reasons to be cheerful
Take pleasure in the summer weather
Feeling fine in the golden sunshine
I love to spend an hour or two just
Staring up into the blue
Sunbathing, soaking up the rays and
These simple things can be the cure
To help you when you're feeling blue
Medication, well this is my prescription
Solar healing
Starlight feeling so much better
Take pleasure in the summer weather
Drinking wine in the golden sunshine
The world keeps spinning on it's course
Around the star that is our source
Of heat and light and endless good times
And so the Solstice brings the prize
Of longest day and shortest night
Enjoy it, as we start back round again
Solar healing
Starlight feeling so much better
Changing seasons
Bringing reasons to be cheerful
Take pleasure in the summer weather
Feeling fine, while the golden sun shines
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
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, wWe 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