headshot
headshot
shot in the head
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
Well they tell you it will all be groovy
But you know its a disaster movie
You know they're lying 'cause their lips are moving
Smooth operators, rigging the papers
Spinning stories, well it's just telling porkies
A sleight of hand while they sell you their scam, they say
"We're on your side" while they're bleeding you dry
Look the other way, just look the other way
Out go the lights (we pray, we pray)
Well be alright (charade, charade)
All worth the cost (we pay, we pay)
Keep a stiff upper lip things were worse in the Blitz
I didnt vote for this, nobody asked for this
Theres something rotten in the body politic
Nobody ratified this act of suicide
A shot in the head, a shot in the head.
Truth is relative, not an imperative
They tell you what they need, and hope that you dont see
You're being groomed being played for a dope
They've got your number and they wont let you go
And its all about the view and the angle
You need perspective if you want to untangle
The lies from the truth, the chaff from the wheat
See the wood for the trees, see their hypocrisy
Out go the lights (we pray, we pray)
Well be alright (charade, charade)
All worth the cost (we pay, we pay)
Keep a stiff upper lip things were worse in the Blitz
I didnt vote for this, nobody asked for this
Theres something rotten in the body politic
Nobody ratified this act of suicide
A shot in the head, a shot in the head.
Strong and stable
Strong and stable
Strong and stable
Strong and stable
They saw you coming yeah they sold you a pup
Told you things will be better but they're stitching you up
And you can't change your mind, there's no way to rewind
You lost get over it. You lost get over it
So just keep grinning keep your eyes on the prize
As we sink to our knees in the sludge and the slime
If you think this is winning then I've got some bad news:
We've been sold down the river and we're massively screwed
Out go the lights (we pray, we pray)
Well be alright (charade, charade)
All worth the cost (we pay, we pay)
Keep a stiff upper lip things were worse in the Blitz
I didnt vote for this, nobody asked for this
Theres something rotten in the body politic
Nobody ratified this act of suicide
A shot in the head, a shot in the head.
I didnt vote for this, nobody asked for this
Theres something rotten in the body politic
Nobody ratified this act of suicide
A shot in the head, a shot in the head.
island monkey
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
Washed up on the shore, there's a
New kid in town, we've not
Seen the like before, it's a
Mysterious new species
Brought here by stange currents
Across the endless water
Drifting for days and months
Until the sea disgorged you
Still waters teeming with
Life in the petri dish
It's not my destiny
To be an island monkey
There's a bigger world and I
Need to escape, find a
Way to get away from this
Prison containing me
Building a boat gonna
Float off into the sunset
Sailing for new shores and
Looking for new adventures
Still waters teeming with
Life in the petri dish
It's not my destiny
To be an island monkey
Find a better place, make a
New life with new meaning
Riding on the waves 'til I
Can see the coast again
Journey to new places
Experience a sense of
Wonder at strange vistas
A whole new world before me
Still waters teeming with
Life in the petri dish
It's not my destiny
Not my society
Finding a place where there's
Nobody judging me
It's not my destiny
To be an island monkey
It's not my destiny
To be an island monkey
It's not my destiny
To be an island monkey
It's not my destiny
To be an island monkey
avalanche
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
A take a take a take a
Breath and just think for a moment
About the consequence
Of the words that you're throwing
About their resonance
One stone can start a landslide
And as the landslide magnifies
You'll never stop the avalanche
A make a make a make a
Play for the radical voters
Swing sharply to the right
But beware of the backlash
When they find out you've lied
One stone can start a landslide
And as the landslide magnifies
You'll never stop the avalanche
And if you want to start a
War then you're heading the right way
Divide and conquer plan
Drive a wedge through the country
Destroy the Union
I hear a humming sound
It's Churchill underground
Rotating rapidly
Turning in disbelief
As you read from the thesis
Of his great nemesis and
Endanger years of peace
For your pathetic needs
A take a take a take a
Breath and just think for a moment
About the consequence
Of the words that you're throwing
About their resonance
Standing upon the edge of
A daunting precipice with
No way of knowing what you'll
Find on the ground below you
And if you drag us with you
Slipping and sliding downhill
The rocks will fall upon you
You'll never stop the avalanche
you make me
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
I was a broken human, was going crazy
Consumed with self destruction, despair and envy
I never thought that I could be suicidal
But I stood on the cliff and contemplated the abyss and saw
There's always more
An open door
A ray of light
You make things right
You make me feel
You make me feel
You make the blood pump in my broken heart
You're all I think of when we're far apart
You give me goosebumps up and down my spine
Got to make you mine I've got to make you mine all mine
And I can still recall that auspicious time when
You first appeared upon my event horizon
As I was dragged toward the edge of the black hole
You started talking to me, you gave me new hope
And so I set a course, escape trajectory
To clear the gravity that was pulling on me and to soar
Through space and time
Toward your light
Your burning heat
You make me
Feel alive again
You make me
Feel alive again
No looking backward now I'm approaching light speed
Racing across the cosmos, to feel you white heat
And I just cannot wait to be in your embrace
To feel your arms around me, to see your face and to be sure
That you are mine
For all of time
As stars collide
I close my eyes
I make a wish
I feel your kiss
Upon my soul
And I am whole
You make me feel
You make me feel
You make me feel
You make me
rapture
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
Book a place at the after party
With the high and mighty
With the holy rollers
Gotta save your soul cause
Gabriel has got his
Armour on he's got his
Flaming sword prepared to
Do the Lord's work its the
End of everything
Angels beat their wings
Cleansing fire and death
Better save your breath, hail the second son
When the rapture comes
Take a seat at the victors' table
While you are able to
Buy yourself safe passage
Give us your assets
Jesus loves it best when
You divest yourself of
All that useless cash to
Let you pass into the
Kingdom of the sky
While those sinners fry
Look who's laughing now
Nearly had a cow, hail the second son
When the rapture comes
Back a team, show me your commiment
Before the worlds end
If you pick the right side
You could still avoid the genocide
When the holy throng
Come down to get it on
Make sure you're devoted
And your ass is teflon coated
Dont be stupid come and join us
Christian soldiers marching to the
End of everything
Angels beat their wings
Cleansing fire and death
Better save your breath, hail the second son
When the rapture comes
free your mind
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
Reach down into the emptiness
Below your conciousness
Behind the painted background
Expose the monsters underneath
The elemental beasts
That keep you from your sleep
The secrets that you
Hide away from the light of the sun
Preserved in darkness
The burden you carry along
Your constant torment
This stone that is dragging you down
And stopping you from
Breathing - it’s suffocating
Feeling - you're paralysed and
Your mind - it needs to be free
Unchained from the poisonous memories
Your heart - it needs to beat without
Constraint from your hideous history
It's time to open up and
Free your mind
Free your mind
There is a light, there is a star
A beacon in the dark
To help you navigate
The road, to reach your goal
Pick up your feet don't miss a beat
When things are looking bleak
When all your demons scream
When everything just
Seems to come to a brutal end
When you can't find a friend
Seems like there's no reason to live
The edge of the abyss
It's a long way down to the ground
And falling might be bliss
Stay strong - and look around you
Keep faith - and find the way to
Free your mind - it needs to fly
Away from the poisonous alibis
Your heart was made to beat
To feel alive, to feel the heat
It's time to open up and
Free your mind
Free your mind
Free your mind
Plain sailing, skipping like a stone
Upon the waves below
Above the raging
Waters
You cannot change what came before
But you can plot a course
To bring you in to port
To find a sheltered
Fortress down on the rocky shoreline
A salvation station
Safe harbour, a place to rest your
Broken bones, your battered soul
Find peace give your mind release
Relax and breathe in deep
So much to live for
So much to live for
Free your mind - it needs to fly
Away from the poisonous alibis
Your heart was made to beat
To feel alive, to feel the heat
It's time to open up and
Free your mind
Free your mind
Free your mind
gone gone gone (holiday song)
© Asbo Slipz 2019
From the album Headshot Dec 2019
Touchdown, I've landed on my feet
High fives to everyone I meet
New day and everything is sweet
Come here and drink a beer with me
Let's celebrate this liberty
On holiday and feeling fine and free
There's nothing better than to take a ride
Without a care beneath the sun
There's nothing you can do to break my stride
I'm high on life, I'm having fun, nothing but blue sky the clouds have
Gone gone gone x 3
Wake up at seven then I sleep
Until eleven dreaming deep
Nowhere to go, nothing to
Keep me from my bed
Get up and welcome in the light
Throw back the curtains and decide
Exactly how I'm going to
Waste my time today
Jump on the bus and head down to the town
I like to watch the people run
While I am sitting at a bar and sipping sangria
I'm high on life, I'm having fun, nothing but blue sky the clouds have
Gone gone gone x 6
If only life could be like this
To have the freedom to exist
Wiithout a worry or a frown
Just watching as the world goes round
But it is over all too soon
It's time to pay the piper's tune
The truth is nothing comes for free
And you must face reality
But until then I'm soaking up the sounds
And drinking cider in the sun
Let's grab another round before they bring the curtain down
I'm high on life, I'm having fun, nothing but blue sky the clouds have
Gone gone gone x 9