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Here every bird can fly Go where they will And every bird can sing To tell of good or ill But though this has been true In memory’s rein A black road they have built And fenced the land with chains And so when you would fly And would be free The black road now confines Your righteous liberty And so when you would sing Of true and false The black road has a rope To suffocate your voice They say the black road stands In time of need But it squirms like a snake To bite the hand that feeds A small bird tried to fly ‘Cross the black road Now she can sing no more Nor fly, for she is dead. Here every bird should fly Go where they will And every bird should sing To tell of good or ill
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I’m gonna teach myself I will be your hero I will learn from the best Watch movies and TV shows You gotta be tough Gotta show ‘em who’s boss But most of all it seems to me You gotta get cross Fancy gun looks cool And super power’s a help Touch of magic comes in handy And of course colossal wealth But none of these will work And no-one gives a toss If you don’t stare intensely And act as if you’re cross So here I am I’ve armed myself With all these hero’s skills You don’t need to look no further I’m the one who kills for you I am your knight in shining armour On a winged horse And all will bow before me When they see I’m very cross I’ll charge around the neighbourhood I’ll put on such a show And everyone will look and see That I am your hero They’ll be impressed but if they’re not They’ll find it to their cost There’s no getting away from me Cos now I’m very cross
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Someone do something, someone be first Everything’s turning to ashes and dust The crows are lining up along the side of the road The crows are lining up along the side of the road What did you think would happen? What did you think would happen? Head in the clouds Head in the sand Head up your arse Head in your hands What did you think would happen? What did you think would happen? Done with your talking, run out of trust Cos everything’s turning to ashes and dust What did you think would happen? What did you think would happen? Money won’t help you, you’re in it with us Now everything’s turning to ashes and dust The crows are lining up along the side of the road The crows are lining up along the side of the road What did you think would happen? What did you think would happen? The crows are lining up along the side of the road The crows are lining up along the side of the road The crows are lining up along the side of the road
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Monkey Men 03:17
Here come the monkey men Rat a tat tat Wind em up so They rat a tat tat Shields are drumming The rat a tat tat Wave their sticks They rat a tat tat See the pretty uniforms And their big black boots Got a hard on For rat a tat tat Give the nod then Rat a tat tat Off the leash for Rat a tat tat Bones to crack By rat a tat tat See the pretty uniforms And their shiny boots See the pretty uniforms Makes you want to think They signed up for The rat a tat tat What they came for The rat a tat tat Cha Cha Cha for The rat a tat tat All the guys go Rat a tat tat See the pretty uniforms And their marching boots
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Hang me from the Poison Tree I like the sound of what you say I’m born lucky, stay that way If fate don’t kick the chair from under me Hang me from the Poison Tree Mine is mine, come what may I’m born lucky, stay that way If fate don’t kick the chair from under me Hang me from the Poison Tree Law and order, make my day I’m born lucky, stay that way If fate don’t kick the chair from under me Hang me from the Poison Tree They want something, they can pray I’m born lucky, stay that way If fate don’t kick the chair from under me Louder than the word of God Hang me from the Poison Tree I’ll be fine come judgment day I’m born lucky, stay that way If fate don’t kick the chair from under me
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Landlord, landlord, pity me I have no coins to pay my rent My wage is for my family Still hungry when the money’s spent Times are hard for all these days But there’s no right to paradise I’ve got the bailiffs on their way To help you with your sacrifice Shopkeeper, you would help me Or make believe that it is so But to debt and penury Is the path you’d have me follow Times are hard for all these days But there’s no right to paradise Food aplenty if you pay So you must choose your sacrifice Member of the Parliament Whose promises some voted for Tell this to your Government The day has come to help the poor Times are hard for all these days But there’s no right to paradise My pension and expenses paid Before we talk of sacrifice Tell the lucky few they must Learn to share with us their profit They would have us pay the cost And keep their lucre in their pockets Times are hard for all these days But there’s no right to paradise Take their riches all away Then see how they like sacrifice
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A white dove flew afar one day To find a precious olive tree Its eye was taken by a grove Where leaves and fruit were plentiful Turning in the air to seek The tree that bore the sweetest leaf It found a bough to perch within And landed by a peregrine. Proud falcon, said the dove, I fear You do intend to kill me here The peregrine could but agree That some will die so he can eat But you must spare me, cried the dove For man has chosen me to prove That with an olive branch he can Make peace between his fellow men The peregrine stared at the dove But could make no attempt to move The dove saw that his fearsome claws Had sprung a trap, were held by force The dove feared not the falcon’s eyes When in man’s favour it could fly My friend now comes for you, it laughed, And flew off with its olive branch The falcon watched the dove fly high And careless ‘cross the open sky But the bird was swift struck down And died before it reached the ground Here flew the mother peregrine Who took this prey to feed their young And left behind man’s olive branch A morsel for the hungry worms The white dove mocked a peregrine It won’t be so mistook again Learn from the error that it made When for another’s cause it died Watch for those you turn upon When they’re constrained by misfortune Take care the men whose coin you take Their promises won’t save your neck
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Eve lying round in the Garden of Eden Thinks I can’t be doing this until the day I die Says to the Serpent ‘Where’s a girl to get some action?’ He says ‘Adam is your man, he might have something you can try.’ Adam looks at Eve, he says ‘I have dominion over Everything I see and that includes you too.’ Eve gives a sigh and glancing up to heaven says ‘Lord, is he really the best that you can do?’ I don’t care if you’re big or small I don’t care if you’re short or tall I don’t care if you’re plain or grand It’s the crap that you talk that I can’t stand Sleeping Beauty running out of patience Waiting for a saviour come over break the spell A brave knight shows up braying on the door Says ‘Bet you won’t believe when you hear what I got to tell. I slayed every dragon and conquered many armies I rode a thousand miles so I could get to you’ Beauty says ‘Well, I’m going back to sleep now, cos Lord, is this really all that you guys ever do?’ I don’t care if you’re brave or fearful I don’t care if you’re happy or tearful I don’t care if you’re bright or bland It’s the crap that you talk that I can’t stand. Tell me I can’t seem to understand Why it’s such hard work to be a man I don’t care if you’re bald or hairy I don’t care if you’re tame or lairy I don’t care if you’re saved or damned It’s the crap that you talk that I can’t stand I been thinking ‘bout where we’ve got to Promise was your word and my dream is but a dream Turns out you’re still a work in progress and Listening to you just makes me want to shout and scream You just gotta be right about everything If ever there’s a last word, I’m hearing it from you Can’t stop yourself from giving an opinion Lord, is that really all that you can ever do? I don’t care if it’s this or that I don’t care if you know or not I don’t care if you’re thick or smart It’s the crap that you talk that broke my heart

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released June 18, 2022

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Will Good & The Mattes England, UK

Will Good and The Mattes is the public persona of SteveC, a songwriter in the far north of England. The (mostly) guitar- based approach is focused on (mostly) songs on anything from climate change to political rant to personal crisis. Definitely not Einaudi. ... more

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