1. |
State Of Decay
02:40
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Redundancy as corporate policy
Just another hungry mouth to feed
You and me with concrete feet
Running up that hill that's built of greed
We're signing our lives over to them each day
We're losing our minds in this state of decay
Licking boots before they shoot
Hoping there's a better plan to execute
Dig the roots of rotten fruit
Punch some more holes in your parachute
We're signing our lives over to them each day
We're losing our minds in this state of decay
We're in a state of decay woah oh
We're in a state of decay woah oh
We're in a state of decay woah oh
We're in a state of decay woah oh oh
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2. |
1933 featuring Gaz Dooks
03:42
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We forgot, yeah we forgot
Less than a century we forgot the fucking lot
Before our eyes we see fascism rise
No cloak and dagger, no cursory disguise
They blame immigrants and minorities
For all the problems in society
Is this 1933? Are they coming after me?
We forgot, yeah we forgot
Less than a century we forgot the fucking lot
Before our eyes we see fascism rise
No cloak and dagger, no cursory disguise
They strip away our right to protest
How they're making our lives such a mess
Is this 1933? Are they coming after me?
We forgot, yeah we forgot
Less than a century we forgot the fucking lot
Before our eyes we see fascism rise
No cloak and dagger, no cursory disguise
They are unaccountable in law
Human rights are show the door
Is this 1933? Are they coming after me?
We forgot, yeah we forgot
Less than a century we forgot the fucking lot
Before our eyes we see fascism rise
No cloak and dagger, no cursory disguise
Undesirable, out of sight and out of mind
Undesirables in their sights and out of time
Is this 1933?
Are they coming after me?
This feels like 1933
When are they coming after me?
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3. |
Hummingbird
03:24
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I thought I'd seen it all, pride before a fall
I'm down but I found pride impossible
I'm who I shouldn't be, there's no-one else like me
My mind is caged but my body's free
I haven't found the place where I belong
It's out there with my will to carry on
The heavy shy under watchful eye
Hidden, barely even recognised
Those fateful words, bound to go unheard
Faster than the wings of a hummingbird
I haven't found the place where I belong
It's out there with my will to carry on
I don't know
I don't know
Believe the truth, mourn the wasted youth
A search for indisputable proof
A catapult charade, down the rainy days
What is left when promise slips away?
I haven't found the place where I belong
It's out there with my will to carry on
I haven't found the place where I belong
It's out there with my will to carry on
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4. |
A Truly Noble Gas
01:45
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The billionaires are happy so shouldn't we be too?
Suffering is my comfort zone but I can't speak for you
Let's vote to cut their taxes, let it all go to hell
Who needs public healthcare when there's ibuprofen on supermarket shelves?
We're all gonna die so let someone enjoy the ride
If those noble truths are true we'll end up in paradise
The planet's in a bad way, the rich don't seem to care
We'll be suffocating while they're sucking on private air
We're all gonna die so let someone enjoy the ride
If those noble truths are true we'll end up in paradise
This is no manifesto, it's just another punk song
With elements of Buddhist philosophy and it's not very long
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5. |
Lonely FUH
01:56
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I'm just a lonely, fucked-up homo with a whole lotta love to give
But I'm too busy looking for a good reason to live
I've tried, oh I've tried but my life is one disaster to the next
So I found a place to hide, dark and cold with the insects
I dance with myself, my feet just kicking the air
My heart stuck on a shelf, I try not to care
My lips only touch the microphone
My arms just hold my guitar
My songs help me feel less alone
I laugh and say "I are what I are"
What I are, I are
I'm just a lonely, fucked-up homo with a whole lotta love to give
But I'm too busy looking for a good reason to live
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6. |
And I Did Not Speak Out
03:00
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They it won't last
Pick up a stone for the coup de grace
Send it with wings
What's to be done with all of these things?
Do we have to lose?
We'll drown them in flames
One day they will pay for all that they've done
And shoulder the blame
And we'll down them in flames
A question of fate
Who are we to repudiate?
A sigh of relief
When learning that none of us share their belief
That we will lose everything
We'll drown them in flames
One day they will pay for all that they've done
And shoulder the blame
And we'll down them in flames
Speak out before he come for you
Shout out before they come for you
Stand up before they come for you
Rise up before they come for you
We'll drown them in flames
One day they will pay for all that they've done
And shoulder the blame
And we'll down them in flames
We'll drown them in flames
One day they will pay for all that they've done
And shoulder the blame
And we'll down them in flames
We'll drown them in flames
One day they will pay for all that they've done
And shoulder the blame
And we'll down them in flames
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7. |
Half A Stolen Song
03:54
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I'm looking at photographs of places I've never been
I'm picturing happiness with a face that's in my dreams
But I know that's not meant for me
In another life I'll be quite content
To play the hand I'm dealt
Vault the obstacles
One by one
I loot from my heroes in a bid to approximate
But my mind, it keeps stealing my time and now it's far too late
But I know that's the way it's meant to be
In another life I'll be quite content
To play the hand I'm dealt
Vault the obstacles
One by one
When will I just give up trying?
When will I just give up trying?
When will I just give up trying?
When will I give up?
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Bosko Green UK
UK music artist.
Latest music video: youtu.be/7jZBb9Mbn7Q
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