1. |
It's Curtains
02:30
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Six bags of shopping, and only one trip
It’s getting kinda obvious you’re loosing your grip
The boot closes down with the touch of a button
But you’re still looking back to see what you’ve forgotten
It’s curtains, it’s curtains
Just pack it in and start again
It’s curtains, it’s curtains
Been this way since you don’t know when
All those habits, all those lies
They’ve been buried deep inside your head
Now it’s curtains, it’s curtains
Till you finally wish that you were dead
You’re running late, gotta get there on time
It’s not a problem, you should make it just fine
But did you do that, did you do this, did you even lock the door?
Now you’ve thought that it’s impossible to ignore
The day is now over, the day now is done
Your brain’s not tired, it wants to have fun
And as you’re lying there, drifting off to sleep
The day plays over in your head on repeat on repeat on repeat on repeat
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2. |
The Ballad of Mad Molly
03:28
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A thousand peaks and I still
Don’t know which one is Chrome Hill
In a storm they all look the same to me
I cannot sleep, I’m waiting
I can see her face when I’m dreaming
In a storm they all say she’ll come for me
I can hear her near me
Here she comes Mad Molly
They say they found her hanging
In the loft, she’d done herself in
In a storm on the night she lost her mind
And now she haunts the dorm rooms
Trashes the kitchen and hides your porn cards
In a storm she will creep and fuck your mind
She will fuck with your head
If you are in the wrong bed
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3. |
It's Rain, Again
03:46
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It’s rain, again, it’s pouring down
It’s coming round
Don’t blink, don’t think, don’t make a sound
Flat on the ground
It’s raining again
It’s rain, again, it just won’t clear
Face your fear
The weight, of fate, is always here
Lend me an ear
It’s rain, again, it’s pouring down
It’s rain, again, falling down
It’s rain, again, it’s coming down
It’s rain, again, washing down
It’s rain, again
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4. |
Wait
04:36
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Another year has passed
And there is not a day that’s empty
You were taken for granted
I always assumed you’d be there
I catch a glimpse - a face I know
And have to wait for a moment
I can see you in places
And movements of faces I swear
Wait there, I won’t be long
Wait there, you don’t belong
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5. |
For Your Sake
03:54
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I’m the next in line
For my star to shine
This is the last chance of my life
I’ve prepared for this
Don’t laugh don’t take the piss
I lost my husband/kids/dog/wife
Sing something, anything
Sing something now
All this is for your sake
For your benefit
I’m going to be honest here
A little bit pitchy dawg
Are your nuts trapped in a vice?
But please don’t start to cry
Don’t have another try
But your dress looks really nice
Stop singing, everything
Stop singing please
All this is for my sake
For my benefit
I own your soul now
And cast you to the dogs
Sing something, anything
Sing something slave
All this is for my sake
For my benefit
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7. |
Your Time Has Come
03:40
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No words, only actions speak so clear
I don’t understand why you’re still here
Step back, just be happy that you tried
Feedback: there were shots and someone died
You’re done, you’ve lost composure
Your time has come, it’s over
No words, only actions speak so loud
I don’t understand why you’re around
We’re not so mediocre
You’ll have to do this sober
You’re done, you’ve lost composure
Your time has come, it’s over
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8. |
Tape
03:23
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Tape your heart, tape your soul
Tape you back together
You are broken, you are bruised
You are changed forever
I don’t know
How to fix you
I don’t know
How to cure you
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I’ve been talking too much lately
Running my mouth off too much baby
But now I know
I’ve got to learn
To shut your face you stupid boy
I’ve been crazy too much maybe
Sticking my nose in too much baby
So shut your face you stupid boy
You’ve said too much now that’s for sure
So shut your face you stupid boy
I’ve been lazy won’t you save me?
Taking for granted all that sways me
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10. |
I Would Like To Be You
02:27
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I would like to be you
And I want to do the things that you do
I would like to be you
And I want to do the things that you do
But late at night
This city’s bright
It’s taking over
The sport of kings
And shining things
Highlight the things that you do
And when my time comes around
I listen to my magic stereo sound
And when my time comes along
I listen to my magic stereo song
Oh the things that you do to me
Oh the things that you do
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11. |
Do Your Own Research
05:23
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1969
You saw them go to moon
But that’s a TV trick
They’re just in a room
Then in Texas fall
From the window he’s shot
Don’t believe the police
They must be part of the plot
Do your own research
Ignore the things that you find
That contradict what you think
‘Cause you’ve made up your mind
So do your own research
But do no research at all
And just repeat what was said
What you read
What you see with your eyes
Is irrefutable fact
But ignore all that
You see the earth is flat
There’s a government plot
To keep us in the machine
Using RFID chips
They’re in Bill Gates’ vaccine
Do your own research
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12. |
Smooth Song
14:40
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Sitting down, wearing a frown
Watching the world, go by
Having a smoke, getting the joke
Feel like you, could fly
And I don’t know
What I’ve done to deserve all this?
And I don’t know
What I’ve done to deserve all this?
It’s always me
You always put the blame on
It’s always me
Who always writes the smooth song
And I don’t care, I don’t care
I don’t care if you want a fast one
And I don’t care, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care
Need to slow it down
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SLAPWAGON Nottingham, UK
SLAPWAGON formed in Nottingham in 1995.
They started writing their own songs from the beginning
and, in their early gigs around the pubs of Notts, they played a mix of original material, rock and pop covers, and the odd novelty number, culminating in a headline gig at the Newark Festival in 1997.
After a brief hiatus they're back, writing new songs and finally releasing an album.
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