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SAHS intro
00:54
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2. |
Working Man Blues
02:10
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You've got working man blues
what do you do?
keep checkin the time it's only quarter past 2
you wanna go home, but when you get home
all you can think is "where's your day gone?"
yeah, working man blues
what can you do?
you're earning money but how much belongs to you?
another month's gone, and all your food's gone
gotta fill your tank up so you can carry on...
workin for who?
workin for who?
workin for who? cos it ain't fuckin you
workin for who?
workin for who?
workin for who? cos it ain't fuckin you!
YOU'VE GOT WORKING MAN BLUES
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU DO?
WORKING MAN BLUES
WHAT THE FUCK CAN YOU DO
when you're driving to work
what's in your head?
come to the conclusion that you'd rather be dead
don't wanna be here, you fuckin hate this place
forget it on the weekends getting off your face
yeah, working man blues
it's getting to you
eating away at everything that you do
another month's gone, then another year's gone
before you know it your whole fuckin life's gone...
workin for who?
workin for who?
workin for who? cos it ain't fuckin you
workin for who?
workin for who?
workin for who? cos it ain't fuckin you!
YOU'VE GOT WORKING MAN BLUES
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU DO?
WORKING MAN BLUES
WHAT THE FUCK CAN YOU DO?
kill yourself
fuckin kill yourself
kill yourself
fuckin kill yourself
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3. |
Am i punk?
01:50
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I've got DK's and circled A's painted on my leather
metal studs, give a toss? will I fuckin ever!
my middle finger's up to this society
by getting fucked on bucky in a pissy alleyway
I'm a bastard, yes I am, I hate your shit music
if there's a different way of doing things then I'm gonna do it
delinquent, I'm a rebel, I have no fuckin cause
delinquent, I'm a frequent breaker of your fuckin laws
am I punk? am I punk?
am I punk enough for you now baby?
am I punk? am I punk?
am I punk enough for you now baby?
I cut the sleeves off my tops and spike my shitty hair
there's vomit on my DM's and I don't really care
piercings everywhere, in my ears and on my fuckin face
it's my way of expressing all this pent up fuckin hate
I like to swear a lot, you may have noticed recently
I'll never conform, there's no way you're defeating me
delinquent, I'm a rebel, I have no fuckin cause
delinquent, I'm a frequent breaker of your fuckin laws
am I punk? am I punk?
am I punk enough for you now baby?
am I punk? am I punk?
am I punk enough for you now baby?
maybe I am just a little obsessed
maybe I don't wanna be like the rest
maybe I am just a little obsessed
maybe I don't wanna be like the rest
maybe I am just a little obsessed
maybe I don't wanna be like the rest
maybe I am just a little obsessed
maybe I don't wanna be like the rest
am I punk? am I punk?
am I punk enough for you now baby?
am I punk? am I punk?
am I punk enough for you now baby?
whoo!
am I punk for you?
you?
am I punk enough for you?
I said am I punk?
AM I FUCKIN PUNK ENOUGH FOR YOU YET?!
HOW ABOUT NOW?!
HOW ABOUT NOW?!
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splattered on papers, your hate breeding rhetoric's
your flaws? never mentioned, the fact you're all lunatics?
dismissed by your platforms of indoctrination
it's a process that wraps your hands around the whole nation
your policies are bullshit, you swallow your words
your promises are broken, still you shepherd the herd
who the fuck votes for you? they must be absurd!
how much glitter have you sprinkled on this polished turd?
go on wallow in your pit of complacency
why should I care for you? you don't care for me!
a decent thing would be some equality
do you even have any decency?
see I wish I could look at you like a normal human being
but the morals we agree on are too far and few between
does it make me a bad person cos I want to see you swing?
from a noose, in the houses where you take your seats
and widen the divide with austerity
privatize every commodity
sell off everything just to fuel your greed
how much more money do you fucking need?
TIES, SUITS, WEALTH, AND POWER
SOCIETY'S A STEWING POT
DON'T STIR SHIT UP, SIT AND COWER?
AND SCUM WILL RISE TO THE TOP
(to the top)
with their ties around their necks, we will fuckin hang them high
line them up, watch them drop, let them swing till they die
HANG THEM BY THEIR TIES
HANG THEM BY THEIR FUCKIN TIES
HANG THEM BY THEIR TIES
HANG THEM BY THEIR FUCKIN TIES
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5. |
Track 5
01:40
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Stiff upper lip and a smile on my face
As i face another day without your embrace
With you i feel happy, with you i feel safe
I feel angry every time you are taken away
Why do you mean so much to me?
I swear you'll be the death of me
I'm sick of this dependency
On you
My want turns to need as time passes by
To feel you a little more I try oh I try
Cos on you i depend, on you i rely
And a lack of your presence makes me break down and cry
Why do you mean so much to me?
I swear you'll be the death of me
I'm sick of this dependency
On you, you, you
I'm addicted to you, and I'm not the only one
For admirers of you have been and they've gone
Some of us don't even care where you're from
As long as you're there to get our hands on
You're flaunted, celebrated, hated all the same
Too much or too little can drive anyone insane
Are you worth all this suffering? Worth all this pain?
You make millions live their lives wrapped up in chains
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The satisfactory potency
Of relinquishing our currency
The more you get
The more it takes from you.
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6. |
Hand in hand
01:53
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conflict manufacrure
brainwash, radicalize
pre meditated WAR
exploitation of faith
division of the masses
control of the poor
go
there's profit to be made in a ditch where bodies lay
it makes you often wonder why they dig their early graves
could it start from an early age? glamourized by video games?
blowing shit up's awesome! what a way of getting paid!
under hand new deals are made, new weapons on parade
billions every year, in the arms industry
deal with death it's the only way, fearmongering charades
and the victims pay with life, and mournful serenades
there's families to be slayed, so the hatred stays engrained
keep enemies hereditary, pass down years of bitter rage
could it start from an early age? blind faith in every page?
what the revelations state, making martyrs of the slaves
all across the desert plains war struck villages remain
bodies lay in the sand, their blood soaked in its grains
hand in hand they played, their children dead today
greed has sealed their fate with darkened skies and bomber planes
there's young men eager and willing
to be the new tools for killing
could it be subliminal?
how they become this killing tool?
this killing tool
hand in hand they play
fucking dead today!
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Butane Regulators Hastings, UK
Butane Regulators 2019 - present
Drums - Isaac
Guitar - Nathan
Bass & Vocals -
Ewan
Vocals - Doug
Singles
- Tub Lyfe (May 2019)
EPs
- #bringyournan (Sep 2019)
Butane Regulators 2016 - 2018
Drums - Henry
Guitar - Nathan
Vocals - Doug
Demos
- Elevator music (July 2016)
- Rough enough for a country job (Feb 2017)
- Hollis Brown (single track demo)
EPs
- Songs about happy stuff (Oct 2018)
... more
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