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We Are The Struts
02:23
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Rigid, vivid, torpid, livid
Hold you together, hold you forever
Dumb and dumber, take your number
We are the struts and we’re oh so clever
We are the struts, we are the struts
Rattling and bumping through society’s ruts
We are the struts, yeah, we are the struts
We can put into words what we feel in our guts
See us, know us, steer us, show us
In every city, in every town
Fragile, brittle, big and little
Take us away and your house crashes down
We are the struts, we are the struts
A six-pack of ifs and a bagful of buts
We are the struts, yeah, we are the struts
You can sing so much louder when you’re kicked in the nuts
Rust, corrosion, dust, erosion,
Take you to bed but you keep your clothes on
Can’t bend steel, can’t break titanium
Can’t you feel it in your cranium?
Aimless, blameless, nameless, shameless
Wake from your resting, you are predestined
Stop your sinking, start your thinking
Life is a fight that’s worth contesting
We are the struts, we are the struts
Rattling and bumping through society’s ruts
We are the struts, yeah, we are the struts
We can put into words what you feel in your guts
We are the struts, oh, we are the struts
A six-pack of ifs and a bagful of buts
We are the struts, yeah, we are the struts
You can sing so much louder when you’re kicked in the nuts
And we know this…
‘Cos we are the struts.
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2. |
Strange Jane
03:33
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Jane was odd but she knew how to have fun
Shot a man’s eye out with a BB gun
Hid from the cops and went on the run
Hasn’t been seen since 2001
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
Jane shot her teacher cos she knew she could
But he didn’t die cos the bullet was dud
She went into a forest, came out of a wood
The goods were odd but the odds were good
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
She said, if this is strange
Then I’m Strange Jane
And I love myself far too much to change
If that’s strange, who wants to be normal?
If that’s strange, who wants to be normal?
Jane has a bottle inside her head
Sometimes drinks whiskey, sometimes Code Red
And sometimes she just drinks beer instead
Beer is good for you, that’s what Jane said
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
If this is strange
Then I’m Strange Jane
And I love myself far too much to change
If that’s strange, who wants to be normal?
If that’s strange, who wants to be normal?
Jane lit a fire on a mountain top
Danced around singing the blitzkrieg bop
Gave a grizzly bear a karate chop
Jane never did know when to stop
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
She said, if this is strange who wants to be normal?
If this is strange
Then I’m Strange Jane
And I love myself far too much to change
If that’s strange, who wants to be normal?
If that’s strange, who wants to be normal?
And I’m Strange Jane
And you’re Strange Jane
It’s all we have to keep away the pain
If that's strange, who wants to be normal?
If that's strange, who wants to be normal?
And I’m Strange Jane
We’re all Strange Jane
We know it’s okay to be a bit insane
If that's strange, who wants to be normal?
If that's strange, who wants to be normal?
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3. |
Skullhead
03:30
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Skullhead steps out.
He knows just what it’s all about.
He knows the lies that cut you through
He knows the words that are too strong
He knows the desperate things you do
The glass was empty all along
Skullhead, Skullhead…
Skullhead’s always right and never wrong.
Skullhead has poise.
He checks out all the girls and boys.
He knows the price they have to pay
He knows the fears they keep inside
He knows the platitudes they say
He knows the truths they try to hide
Skullhead, Skullhead…
Skullhead wields a pin to pierce your pride.
Can’t buy him off, can’t bribe him
Throw him off the scent or circumscribe him
Can’t outthink him or outrun him
Can’t outfight him or outgun him
Have to face him, see those empty eyes
Have to let him weigh your truths and lies
Skullhead,
Skullhead,
Skullhead.
Skullhead, so cold.
Looks so young and yet he’s old, so old.
He knows the passing of the years
He knows the worthlessness of trust
He knows the hopes and prayers and fears
Of those who’ve passed away to dust
Skullhead, Skullhead…
Skullhead weighs them all because he must.
Can’t buy him off, can’t bribe him
Throw him off the scent or circumscribe him
Can’t outthink him or outrun him
Can’t outfight him or outgun him
Have to face him, wilt under his stare
Have to let him drown you in despair
Skullhead,
Skullhead,
Skullhead.
Skullhead steps out.
He knows just what it’s all about.
He sees you tremble in his gaze
He knows you with a single glance
He knows the thousand thousand ways
That hate develops from romance
Skullhead, Skullhead…
Skullhead won’t leave anything to chance.
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4. |
The Other Ronald True
02:52
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May it please me lud
Members of the jury
I have but a few words to say in my defence
Once I have spoken
I have no doubt
You’ll return a verdict of total innocence
Do I look the kind of man to disregard the law?
Is this any way to treat a hero of the war?
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
You have my solemn word
And I wouldn’t lie to you
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
That was the other
That was the other Ronald True
Out there in London
Somewhere on those streets
There exists a man, a man who shares my name
As if that weren’t enough
To add to the confusion
This charlatan and I look pretty much the same
That man is out to harm me, or maybe even more
That’s why I carry round this gun, so I can sleep secure
But I didn’t do
The things you say I do
You have my solemn word
And I wouldn't lie to you
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
That was the other
That was the other Ronald True
I should take off my hat
To the judge and to the jury
But I can’t take off my hat, I don’t wear one any more
I mean no disrespect
It’s just more than I can stand
For when I wear a hat, it makes my head feel sore
And when my head is sore then the other man breaks free
And that must be avoided, for he has more strength than me
But I didn’t do
The things you say I do
You'd have sympathy for me
If you knew what I'd been through
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
That was the other
That was the other Ronald True
The other Ronald True
Is a rascal and a rogue
The other Ronald True is a man who’ll stop at naught
He’s a scoundrel through and through
While I’m innocent and pure
It’s he who should be standing in the dock before this court
And I beg you to believe that it was he, it wasn’t I
Who brutalised that prostitute and left her there to die
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
You have my solemn word
And I wouldn’t lie to you
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
That was the other, that was the other
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
You’d have sympathy for me
If you knew what I’d been through
No, I didn’t do
The things you say I do
That was the other
That was the other Ronald True
The other Ronald True
The other Ronald True
That was the other Ronald True
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The Donutsh Walthamstow, UK
The result of a dreadful accident in a mad scientist's laboratory, The Donutsh are an indie-punk quintet from London who began gigging in 2011, to an response of general disbelief and terror -- "They sound like Johnny Cash biting off Johnny Rotten's head," said one audience member, a quote which the band pounced upon and have used as their motto ever since. Are you ready for them? No, you're not. ... more
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