the death of liberty
the death of liberty
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
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
motherfunkers
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Back in time to the nineteen seventies
Feel the groove feel the cosmic serenity
Getting down to this ripped off bassline
Getting high on the smell of gasoline
Let me go, let me go, let me go now
Nunchuk ninja banging on my thigh bone
It's a trap, it's a trap, it's a trap yeah
Too funk to duck (yeah) too funk to duck
Got my rat on: smokin' on the barbie
Got my hat on; you can’t see me
As I slide by siphoning your gas tank
Cos I got no money in the funkin' bank
Politicians man, they don't have a clue
The damage that Brexit can do to you
Well I used to have a job, used to pay my dues
Now I'm drowning in debt and funkin IOUs
So I'm calling on you - Motherfunkers
Michael Gove; Boris Johnson; You Motherfunkers
Two whole years of negotiation
With nothing to show to the population
David Davis didn't do a damn thing
Sat around polishing his ding-a-ling
So we left in a cloud of disgrace
Cut off our nose to spite our face
And the jobs started flooding away
I got my P45 in the post today
Get your rat on: throw it on the barbie
Turn your vat on, make some moonshine
Zero hours contract only when they need me
Picking fruit in the blazing sunshine
I had a plan gonna get into jam gonna
Exploit the trade deal we made with Guam
But the price of damsons went sky high
When the EU workers walked on by
So come on tell me why? - Motherfunkers
David Davis; Liam Fox; You Motherfunkers
Sitting on an island staring at the whirlpool
Stagnant thoughts in a stagnant gene pool
No way out no there ain't no exit
Closed down the doors with their funkin Brexit
Lost my job, lost my car, lost my house yeah
Universal credit is a funkin' nightmare
Lost my wife, lost my mind, lost my will to live
I got funkin' nothing else to give
350 million pounds a week
You motherfunkers
350 million pounds a week
You motherfunkers
Iain and Duncan Smith; You Motherfunkers
Got my rat on: smokin' on the barbie
Got my hat on; you can’t see me
As I slide by siphoning your gas tank
Cos I got no money in the funkin' bank
Politicians man, they don't have a clue
The damage that Brexit can do to you
Well I used to have a job, used to pay my dues
But Brexit's more deadly than funkin' kung fu
Tell me what do I do now? - Motherfunkers
Michael Gove; Boris Johnson; You Motherfunkers
Motherfunkinfunkinfunkinfunkers
new world blues
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
There's a white house near the hill
Full of pigshit, full of swill
And the trough is always filled
By the men with deep pockets who want to sell rockets
The house is full of swine
They talk nicely, they dress fine
But don't let them change your mind
Once a pig; always a pig
Can't believe what I'm seeing
Can't believe what they're tweeting
Can't believe what I'm hearing
All their lies and their cheating
Insanity
Inhumanity beyond belief
Got the New World Blues
Now the pigs are doing fine
They've claimed Jesus for their side
And they claim by Holy proclamation
Children in cages is good for the nation
Now I'm not a Preacher Man
But I think I understand that if
Hesus Christ was to stand up today he'd be
Sent down to Texas and put in a cage
Can't believe what I'm seeing
Can't believe what they're tweeting
Can't believe what I'm hearing
All their lies and their cheating
Lady Liberty save us
From this big orange anus
Make America Great Again
Put the fucker in one of his pens
Insanity
Inhumanity beyond belief
Got the New World Blues
Well it's time to change the song
Line the pigs up one by one
Drain the swamp and move them on
To a cage in a shed in the hot desert sun
Can't believe what I'm seeing
Can't believe what they're tweeting
Can't believe what I'm hearing
All their lies and their cheating
And the pigs keep on feeding
And the pigs keep on breeding
Lady Liberty save us
From this big orange anus
Insanity
Inhumanity beyond belief
Got the New World Blues
out of time (no tomorrow)
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Out of time
Out of time
Out of time
So it seems that we don't give
Many shits about our part
In passing on a place to live
That is dying on it's arse
Swimming in the plastic sea
Breathing in the NOx
Drowning in our apathy
Armageddon days are here
Again
We close our eyes and we pretend that
Everything is rosy
Everything is great
Everything is peachy
And anyway it's too damn late
To make a shred of difference so there's
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
Watch another ice sheet melt
See the sea rise one more notch
Climate change is not to blame
It’s just people chucking rocks
If you live up on a hill
You can sleep more easily
Watch the poor folk go to hell
While you count your money and kid
Yourself
That this is a conspiracy and
Everything is rosy
Everything is great
Everything is peachy
And anyway it's too damn late
To make a shred of difference so there's
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
Out of time - don't give a crap about pollination
Out of time - I'm more concerned about my next vacation
Out of time - no fucks are given for the next generation
No tomorrow (out of time)
No tomorrow (out of time)
No tomorrow (out of time)
No tomorrow (out of time)
red white and blue
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Politicians, on a mission to make a power grab
Of course they want our country back!
To line their pockets, to help their contacts, to free their hands to
Let them do their dirty wheeler deals
You scratch my back, I'll give you cash back, and hide it in a
Shell firm in the Virgin Islands
Sovereignty, opportunity, but not for you and me
Cannon fodder never stands a chance
Red White and Blue
It's my country too
You don't speak for me
And I don’t like Nazis
THIS IS A WARNING. THIS IS A WARNING
And the Kippers, in their slippers, want to pull the
Drawbridge up and isolate us
They're not racists; just like faces to be monochrome
Save the Queen and bless this home
Wave your flag and play the bingo. Oh by Jingo!
Nothing worse than foreign lingo
At the bus stop, in the chip shop, unless of course they
Happen to be serving you
Red White and Blue
It's my country too
You don't speak for me
And I don’t like Nazis
THIS IS A WARNING. THIS IS A WARNING
See the hardline, in the sunshine, feeling brave yeah
They're coming out from underneath their rocks
Patriotism smells like fascism, well are you with us 'cause
We need to sort this out and make it stop
If we let them think that hate crime is acceptable
We're never ever going to stop the rot
Don't be shy now, make a stand now, send a message
Send them back into the dark where they belong
Red White and Blue
It's my country too
You don't speak for me
And I don’t like Nazis
THIS IS A WARNING. THIS IS A WARNING
So blame the Polish, blame the Jewish, blame the Muslim
They're an easy target for your rage
Grab your pitchforks, storm the castle walls, burn the heretics
And purify the gene pool for an age
But it won't change a single damn thing - they're not your enemy
They're just like you and me, they're human too
So if you build walls, you're heading for a fall, you'll never hold back
Humanity, you'll just get washed away
Red White and Blue
It's my country too
You don't speak for me
And I don’t like Nazis
THIS IS A WARNING. THIS IS A WARNING
There's no mystery, know your history, can't you see that we
Need to integrate to keep the peace?
Too much ego - Mucho macho - leads to brinkmanship
Takes us down the path of conflict
Don't forget the sacrifices that were made when
Nationalism last pulled into town
A generation paid the blood fee so we could be free
Please don't let the Fascists come back round
Red White and Blue
It's my country too
You don't speak for me
And I don’t like Nazis
need your love
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Need your love, I need your love
Need your love, I need your love
Need your love, I need your love
Let me know, just let it show
Let me know, just let it show
Let me know, just let it show
Hold me close, don't let me go
Hold me close, don't let me go
Hold me close, don't let me go
Take your time and we'll be fine
Take your time and we'll be fine
Take your time and we'll be fine
I thank my stars every single day
You make me smile when you look my way
Got so much more that I need to say
Your loving shines yes your love is brave
You make me whole you're my counterweight
Need your love, I need your love
Happy that we're together
You make this life much better
When you're with me
Nothing can get to me and so we
Started with little steps but
Soon we were running barefoot
Blazing our trail together
We'll never fail
I pinch myself every single day
I can't believe that you feel the same way
Feel your love, I feel your love
Your loving shines yes your love is brave
You make me whole you're my counterweight
Feel your love, I feel your love
Don't leave me now or ever
Let this go on forever
Stay by my side
Stick along for the ride
Whatever life chucks at us
I know that you and I can
Weather the storm
Make it through to the dawn
I thank my stars every single day
You make me smile when you look my way
Need your love, I need your love
Your loving shines yes your love is brave
You make me whole you're my counterweight
Need your love, I need your love
Feel your love, I feel your love
Need your love, I need your love
Feel your love, I feel your love
Need your love, I need your love
fray bentos
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Oh pastry case take me to
Another place of happy
Times inside my mind
Succulent meat it's always a
Real treat you make me
Wet inside my head
I like to lick the tin never
Miss a bit I love the
Rich gravy inside
Well I'm so full of joy I'm a
Happy boy when there's some
Steak and kidney to bake
And I confess sometimes I can
Make a mess - I just can't
Wait around for a plate
Straight from the tin no fussing no
Fiddling just go in
Deep and eat and eat and eat
Other pies, well they're for other guys
Not bad, but I won't compromise
I need the pies that come within
Blue tins with hard to open lids
Built to survive a nuclear
Bomb and withstand a hundred years
Sat in my kitchen cupboard I've no no fears
With Fray Bentos on my side
And now I've heard that you can save
Time by putting them straight in the
Microwave - a new concept for me
Pioneers of pie technology
Pasties are not the same at all
Though they can be acceptable
When you're off in your motor car
And you don't have a tin opener
But if you want the real deal then you should
Get Fray Bentos for your meal
(Fray Bentos) P-P-P-Pie Perfection
(Fray Bentos) Oh what a great selection
(Fray Bentos) Of meaty flavours
(Fray Bentos) The p-p-pastry saviours
(Fray Bentos) So stuff your pasties
(Fray Bentos) And lattice nasties
(Fray Bentos) The one and only
(Fray Bentos) You are the Holy Grail of meat based pastry products
this life
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Meet a girl. In a whirl. She's a keeper
Something old. Something new. Something blue
Backward glance. Bad romance. Take a chance
Wedding bells. Something smells. Go to hell
Well we all sing the song
Make it up as we go along
Violate. Copulate. Procreate
Incubate. Replicate. Generate
Little toes. Little eyes. Little cries
Curious. Wonderous. Glorious
Well we tumble and turn
We all live and we learn
Do our best to survive
Only one chance at this life
Busy times. Kiddy rhymes. Nursery crimes
Sunny days. Catching rays. Happy face
See them all. Growing tall. Strong and stable
Passing years. As your fears. Disappear
Well we tumble and turn
We all live and we learn
Do our best to survive
Only one chance at this life
Treachery. Misery. Infidelity
In denial. For a while. But it's futile
Terminate. Separate. Relocate
New address. What a mess. Unhappiness
Well we all sing the song
Make it up as we go along
Find a way. Through the maze. Back to freedom
Meet a girl. In a whirl. Something deeper
Something old. Something new. Something blue
Second round. Settle down. Find your happy now
Well we all sing the song
Make it up as we go along
Well we tumble and turn
We all live and we learn
Do our best to survive
Only one chance at this life
can't get by without the high
© Asbo Slipz 2018
From the album The Death Of Liberty Jul 2018
Addiction. Affliction
I'm a passenger with no volition
I feel the need and I must
Heed the voices telling me that
Destructive behaviour
Will deliver me from sin and that the
Only way to find salvation
Is to keep on giving in and
Paranoia
Keeps on feeding me the lie
You can't get by
Without the high
Distorted. Reflection
I see my face but there is no connection
All I can focus on is
How I'll get that next injection
And I don't care, who gets hurt
I'll do anything to hit that paydirt
Hit the motherlode - then I
Explode into a supernova
Paranoia
Keeps on feeding me the lie
You can't get by
Without the high now
No escape from
This addiction
Zombie walking
Zombie talking
I need some therapy
To end this misery
Help me find my way back
Help me find my way back
Addiction. Confliction
Going nowhere in my private prison
Help me unlock the door cos
I can't do this anymore and
I'm ticking. A time bomb
Self destruction is the only outcome
I want to stop the clock and
Turn it back to where it was but
Paranoia
Keeps on feeding me the lie
You can't get by
Without the high
Can't get by without the high
Can't get by without the high
Can't get by without the high
Can't get by without the high