1. |
It's Hard
02:04
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I lie awake ‘til late in the night,
I just can’t seem to sleep,
Too many things lay pressed on my mind
And I can’t seem to find the time
To think about, to think about,
To laugh about it, shout about it,
I don’t want to go without,
If you ask me about it, I’ll tell you about it,
You think you know but I know you doubt it.
It’s so bloody hard, still I’ll try to believe,
To reach what is to far and touch what I can’t see.
I know I should be getting on with my life
But that’s easier said than done,
Soon maybe I will be happy to find
All it takes is a bit of time
To be without, to be without,
To wake without you, sleep without you,
This is it, there is no doubt,
Now I’m living without you I’m lonely without you,
You might think I don’t but I still dream about you.
It’s so bloody hard, still I’ll try to believe,
To reach what is to far and touch what I can’t see.
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2. |
Love Slips Clandestine
01:48
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As the sun lit the sky on a morning in June
I kissed a sweet girl and love seemed so true,
All the roses were red then and the violets were blue,
All the petals were glistening iridescent with dew.
Since the years have grown wings and flown to the moon,
I think of a girl I first kissed in June,
All the roses are dead now and the violets won’t bloom,
All the petals have wilted to let grow the new.
I can’t help it, I’m not in love with you,
Ain’t it sad, I’m not in love with you.
For love slips clandestine and leaves far too soon,
I once loved a girl, perhaps I still do,
All the roses have shed blood and the violets have too,
All the petals have fallen to cover the wound.
I can’t help it, I’m not in love with you,
Ain’t it sad, I’m not in love with you.
‘twas a night in December that we said adieu,
I soon missed that girl and love seemed so cruel,
All the roses got wed then and the violets were wooed,
All the petals lay single, remembering June.
I can’t help it, I’m not in love with you,
Ain’t it sad, I’m not in love with you.
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3. |
The Busker's Blues
02:51
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In every subway tunnel, In streets all over town,
People are so busy they can’t hang around,
They’ve got to catch that train or bus,
They ain’t got time they’re in such a rush.
That’s the busker’s blues, that’s the busker’s blues,
That’s the busker’s blues, that’s the busker’s blues,
The busker’s blues is living proof
That when you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose.
They just throw him a few coppers, smile as they walk by
But they are all so busy, none of them have time,
People to see and so much to do,
They ain’t got time to hear a tune.
That’s the busker’s blues, that’s the busker’s blues,
The busker’s blues is living proof
That when you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose.
Oh well the world is always turning, time it slips away
But as for that old busking man down in the subway,
He’s been there so very long,
Playing those little busking songs.
That’s the busker’s blues, that’s the busker’s blues,
The busker’s blues is living proof
That when you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose.
People keep on walking, trains keep rolling by,
They don’t even notice in their busy life
That the busker’s blues is living proof
That when you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose.
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4. |
This Time
02:23
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This time it’s so much easier
‘cos I don’t love you this time,
I was a fool but now I’m fooling you.
The empty words I feed you
Seem to please you, I don’t need you
To tell me I’m your only
When you phone me ‘cos you’re lonely this time.
You’re lonely this time.
This time it’s oh so painless
‘cos you can’t hurt me this time,
I fell for you, now you’re falling for me,
The stupid things you tell me
Try to sell me won’t compel me
To fall for you again
There’s too much pain I’m not insane this time.
I’m not insane this time.
This time it’s all so meaningless
‘cos you mean nothing this time,
I was so blind but now I see right through you,
The way that you were treating me
And cheating me had beaten me
But now I’m gonna win this game
You always play, I’ll have my say this time.
I’ll have my say this time.
This time I’m gonna treat you
Like you treated me last time,
You broke my heart, this time I’m breaking yours.
I’ve waited for so long to show you
Just how low you went so
I’ll fill you up with empty words
And for dessert you’ll get hurt this time.
You’ll get hurt this time.
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5. |
The Prettiest Lies
01:32
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I’d love to fall in love with you
When you gaze so lovingly at me
But your eyes tell the prettiest lies
And though I’d love to believe,
You do gaze so lovelessly through me.
You love to say you love me so
And I admit it’s so lovely to hear
But your tongue is the foolish one
If you can’t see what’s clear,
You do talk so lovelessly through me.
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6. |
Billy and Nat von Marrow
04:34
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Cross-legged crowd and uninterrupted gaze,
As I entered my head was still in a daze,
It was such a lovely, lively place.
Now so calm I couldn’t believe my eyes,
Could it be my ears were whispering lies?
It was such a lovely, nice surprise.
One bass, one guitar, oh and ‘chick-a-chick, neffah!’
Billy and brother Nat, instead of standing, simply sat
And there was chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick,
Chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick, neffah!
I have guessed but I’d like to know,
Did that cabby ever get you home,
It was that night when I stood on my own.
Now there’s so many who come to listen
But still such a lot just don’t know what they’re missing,
It was when I stopped watching television.
One bass, one guitar, oh and ‘chick-a-chick, neffah!’
Billy and brother Nat, instead of standing, simply sat
And there was chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick,
Chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick, neffah!
There have been time when I’ve stood at the bar,
Drinking, thinking what kind of music you are,
It is some kind of acoustic ska
Played with a passion that sends me insane
I get that crazy rhythm running straight through my brain,
It is a phenomenon I just can’t explain.
One bass, one guitar, oh and ‘chick-a-chick, neffah!’
Billy and brother Nat, instead of standing, simply sat
And there was chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick,
Chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick, neffah!
Your hearts pump off-beat,
There’s ska in your veins,
I said please Mr. Marrow
Just do what it takes
To give me… Ska,
Give me ska
To give me
One bass, one guitar, oh and ‘chick-a-chick, neffah!’
Billy and brother Nat, instead of standing, simply sat
And there was chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick,
Chick-a-chick, chick-a-chick, neffah!
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7. |
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When the screams of the tortured
And the pleas of the oppressed
Can be summed up in words
And not lose their zest,
Then let the story be told
Of how East bows to West
At the price of Man’s conscience
And Woman’s caress.
And the light of this Earth
Shall soon find it’s rest
And darkness shall fall
Once this world has been dressed
In bright lights and billboards
Selling love and success.
At the price of Man's conscience
And Woman's caress
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8. |
Your Song
01:58
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Your song got on the radio
And now a thousand people know
You can’t get the girl that you want
‘cos you won’t ask her out.
You think you love her
So ask her out or find another,
You won’t get the girl that you want
If you don’t ask her out.
Oh no! Not another
Heart break for America’s
Pop-rock/alternative industry!
Your song is self-indulgent,
I didn’t want to know that
You can’t get the girl that you want
‘cos you won’t ask her out.
Talk to her and find out,
Rid your mind of all doubt,
You won’t get the girl that you want
If you don’t ask her out.
Find the courage and you’ll know
But I don’t want to hear about it on my radio
If you get with the girl that you want
When you finally ask her out...
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9. |
Polythene Lover
02:42
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Lay down there you plastic whore,
I know where to find you if I want some more,
Don’t tell me you love me, you know it’s not true,
You just love my dick and you love it in you,
So I’ll wipe that mess from your shiny skin,
Roll you over and I’ll stick it in,
Dirty as I like still you never complain
And when it’s all over we can do it again
Polythene lover, polythene lover,
I don’t need no other, polythene lover.
Get up off your arse you lazy cow,
Iron my shirt, bitch! And do it now,
Don’t look at me with those puppy-dog eyes,
You’ve been cheating on me and you’ve been telling me lies,
So get on your knees and open up wide,
I’ll forgive you this once if you swallow my pride,
There’s a good girl, now let me rest my head,
No I don’t want a cuddle so get out of my bed.
Polythene lover, polythene lover,
I don’t need no other, polythene lover.
I won’t forget that night I pinned you down,
You always seemed to like it when I fooled around
But I held your wrists just a bit too tight
And when I bit your neck I got a hell of a fright,
You hissed so loud as I sunk into you,
I cried a tear, what else could I do?
I know I told you to lose some weight
But I never thought you would completely deflate.
Polythene lover, polythene lover,
I don’t need no other, polythene lover.
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10. |
I Could
01:35
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I could try to write something clever,
I could try to write something deep,
I could try to write something witty,
I could just go to sleep.
I could try to be your lover,
I could try to be your friend,
I could try to be your saviour,
I could only pretend.
I could try to be a martyr,
I could try to be a star,
I could try to be a hero,
You don’t have to be who you are.
I could make this song last hours,
I could make it last all year,
I could make this song an epic,
I could just end it here.
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11. |
Extra-Marital Bliss
02:48
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He’d really like to meet your lovely wife,
He’d really like to meet your lovely wife,
He’d really like to meet your wife
And take her back to his one night,
While you stay home and look after the kids.
But he doesn’t even know your name,
He said “I know she’s married but I’m just not ashamed”
You know he only wants to have some fun,
But he doesn’t know that you’ve got a gun.
He’d really like to see your big old house,
He’d really like to see your mansion house,
He’d really like to see your house
And come round one day when you’ve gone out
And see your wife while you pick up the kids.
But he doesn’t even know your name,
He said “I know she’s married but I’m just not ashamed”
You know he only wants to have some fun,
But he doesn’t know that you’ve got a gun.
He’d really like to drive your brand new car,
He really want to drive your Jaguar,
He’d really like to drive your car,
He’d take your wife so very far
While you’re stuck here just lying to the kids.
But he doesn’t even know your name,
He said “I know she’s married but I’m just not ashamed”
You know he only wants to have some fun,
But he doesn’t know that you’ve got a gun.
You know you’re gonna do just what you can
To make sure that this fella ends up as a dead man,
You’re gonna put a sudden stop to his fun,
You’re gonna let him know that you’ve got a gun.
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12. |
My Baby
01:33
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My baby loves me so,
She wants me to settle down,
She said she’d like to take me home
So I can’t run around.
My baby is so sweet,
She says the sweetest things,
She said she’s always mine to keep
If I’m a puppet on her strings.
When I take her in hand,
She says I don’t understand
But I understand more than anyone
She ain’t no bloody fun.
My baby holds me tight,
She really likes to squeeze,
She won’t let me go all through the night
And sometimes I can’t breathe.
My baby does no wrong,
She is the perfect catch
And we could last so very long
If only we were better matched.
When I take her in hand,
She says I don’t understand
But I understand more than anyone
She ain’t no bloody fun.
My baby loves me so,
She wants a diamond ring,
She thinks she’s got complete control
But she don’t know a thing.
When I take her in hand,
She says I don’t understand
But I understand more than anyone
She ain’t no bloody fun.
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13. |
Without Words
02:09
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A hundred-thousand loves songs couldn’t say,
A million words would only go to waste
But strange as it might seem,
I wouldn’t be so keen without words.
It’s hard to see you smile when we’re alone
And i can’t hold you down this telephone
But we’re too far apart
To touch each other’s hearts without words.
When we’re together everything is fine
And I don’t need no words or cheesy lines
And then it’s no big deal
To tell you how I feel without words.
I could read a dictionary all day
And never find the words I’ve been trying to say
And I might’ve got this wrong
Still I couldn’t write this song without words.
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14. |
Ain't Got Soul
01:44
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123 and when I clap my hands
You’re gonna beg me now to be your man
‘cos I’m the one you dream about,
Honey you can’t go without
Sex and drugs, rock ‘n’ roll, peace and love,
I’ve got everything you’ll ever need but I ain’t got soul.
123 and when I nod my head
You’re gonna get yourself into my bed
‘cos I’m the thing you’re longing for,
Honey you can’t ask for more (than)
Sex and drugs, rock ‘n’ roll, peace and love,
I’ve got everything you’ll ever need but I ain’t got soul.
123 and when I get to four,
I’m gonna give you all you want and more
‘cos I’m the man or can’t you see?
Honey you were made for me (I’ve got)
Sex and drugs, rock ‘n’ roll, peace and love,
I’ve got everything you’ll ever need but I ain’t got soul.
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Don’t think ‘cos you’re pretty that your man will never know,
Wouldn;t it be a pitty if he had to let you go,
Don’t think ‘cos you’re pretty, don’t think ‘cos you smile.
Don’t think ‘cos he loves you that he won’t still find out somehow,
Thank the stars up above you that no-one has told him by now,
Don’t think ‘cos he loves you, don’t think ‘cos he cares.
Don’t be another one, don’t be another one,
Don’t be another one who cheats on her man.
Don’t think ‘cos you’re careful that nothing can happen to you,
Wouldn’t it be so dreadful if he found out what you do,
Don’t think ‘cos you’re careful, don’t think ‘cos he’s blind.
Don’t think ‘cos he don’t know that he can’t get hurt by your lies
‘cos each time that you go home, you might have something of another guy’s
Don’t think ‘cos he don’t know, don’t think ‘cos he’s blind.
Don’t be another one, don’t be another one,
Don’t be another one who cheats on her man.
Don’t think you’re protected by taking that pill like you do
‘cos if you get infected, your man gets infected too,
Don’t think you’re protected, don’t think that you’re safe.
Don’t be another one, don’t be another one,
Don’t be another one who cheats on her man.
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16. |
Untitled (eleven)
02:33
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So once more we go as soldiers go to war
And fight the evil forces that approach our eastern shores.
So once more the West will win for ours is the noble cause
And we’ll fight those evil forces that besieged our eastern shores.
So once more we’ll make ourselves the world’s own police force
And fight those evil forces that sink off our eastern shores.
So once more we’ll strike down and we shall make the laws
And fight those evil forces that sail to our eastern shores.
So once more we’ll prosper for God hath blessed our sword
And we’ll fight those evil forces that won’t praise our eastern shores.
So once more the people of the world become our whores
And we’ll fuck them on the beaches of their western shores.
So when will we know what soldiers know in war,
We are all the evil forces when we spill blood upon our shores,
When we wage in bloody wars, when we spill blood of mine or yours,
When we rape those bloody whores and when we wage in bloody wars.
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17. |
The Tears In Your Eyes
02:51
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You would waste your life trying to find
Something worth dying for
For forfeit all you’ve got just to get lost
On your way to Beachy Head
Head down feeling sorry for yourself
‘cos you know no-one else ever will
Will you ever realise all of your lies
Will get you into trouble.
Swallow all those pills just for the thrills
Of cheating death once more
More often than not it’s just a plot
To get things your own way
Way down in your soul there is a hole
The threats won't fill this time
Time and time again I play the friend
With a shoulder for you to cry on.
I swallowed my pride
But you choked on yours,
Washed it down with more lies
But could stomach no more
And there’s nowhere to hide
From your own bitter scorn
When the tears in your eyes
Don’t mean a thing anymore.
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I wanna know what you want me to do,
You say you don’t know but I know,
I know that isn’t true,
Yes I do, yes I do.
If there’s one thing I know
It’s how to get it from you,
If there’s one thing I know
It’s how to get it from you,
If there’s one thing I don’t
It’s the reason why.
I wanna see what you hide from my eyes,
You say it’s just me but I see,
I can see through your lies,
Yes I can, yes I can.
If there’s one thing I know
It’s how to get it from you,
If there’s one thing I know
It’s how to get it from you,
If there’s one thing I don’t
It’s the reason why.
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19. |
Untitled (one)
03:50
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I know I know nothing and nothing is certain,
The world is a stage, I’ll wait for the curtain.
Though knowledge is power, that power corrupts
And pent up aggression always erupts.
So knowledge is spoken and wisdom it listens,
My memories faded, replaced by new visions,
My visions were blinded, my hope is now lost,
We pay different prices but share the same cost.
The mute cries to the deaf man,
The dumb signal to the blind,
Those with plenty hold out their hand
And feed off those who are kind,
Those with nothing hold out their hand
And help those who pushed them behind.
So seeing’s believing and beauty’s skin deep,
I sewed all the seeds that you will now reap.
Patience is a virtue and virtue’s a grace,
They say words can’t hurt you
So why do we embrace?
(Every rose has it’s thorn and draws innocent blood,
There calm before each storm, is there drought after the flood?
Castles made of sand drift into the sea,
Some hearts never find their home and we’re to let it be?)
The mute cries to the deaf man,
The dumb signal to the blind,
Those with plenty hold out their hand
And feed off those who are kind,
Those with nothing hold out their hand
And help those who pushed them behind.
(Misery likes company but lonesome lives are sad,
We’re told we are free with chains around our hands,
Orseno said music is the food of love
But love’s always hungry, excess ain't enough)
So you drown all your sorrows and wash up on shore,
Live for no tomorrows, they won't come anymore,
For tomorrow never dies yet our death is certain,
The world is a stage, we wait (and wait) for the curtain.
The mute cries to the deaf man,
The dumb signal to the blind,
Those with plenty hold out their hand
And feed off those who are kind,
Those with nothing hold out their hand
And help those who pushed them behind.
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20. |
I Know
01:03
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Analyse me, prescribe a remedy,
Diagnose me, prescribe a remedy.
I know!
Oh yes I know,
Oh yes I do,
I've always known,
I just never knew.
I know!
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21. |
I Hate Love
01:42
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I Hate Love
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22. |
Another Echo
02:55
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Amongst the chimney pots
The phone lines cross
And noisy words are echoed through the town
And somewhere on the ground
A kid is all alone.
They could be round the corner, could be waiting down the road
But he's all alone,
On his way home.
They could be getting rowdy, could be looking for a fight,
He don't want that tonight,
'cos he's all alone,
On his way home,
The kid is all alone.
He cries "Get off me"
But no one hears his calls,
He screams "Someone help me"
But no one hears him at all,
He's just another echo.
Amongst the chimney pots
The phone lines cross
And noisy words are echoed through the town
And somewhere on the ground
A girl is all alone.
They could be round the corner, could be waiting down the road
But she's all alone,
On her way home.
They could be feeling dirty, could be looking for some fun
But she don't want none,
'cos she's all alone,
On her way home,
This girl is all alone.
She cries "Get off me"
But no one hears her calls,
She screams "Someone help me"
But no one hears her at all,
She's just another echo.
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Simon Leeves Royal Tunbridge Wells, UK
2001-2004 The Ideots (punk) front-man
2004-2007 Simon Leeves (folk/punk) guitar, vocals, harmonica
2006-2010 Strong,
Like Bull (ska) trumpet
2010-2013 The 234 (punk) guitar, vocals
2012-2012 Bagsy The Fat One (ska) guitar, vocals
2013-2013 The Billy Bastards (punk) bass
2014- Simon Leeves (punk/folk) guitar, vocals, harmonica
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