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by Matt Parker

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1.
Round The Bend 04:05
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Eight floors up so don’t look down The highest point in this little town So twisting No resisting Claustrophobic pressure building up before dying down (Chorus) Turned around all seems the same Up and down and round the bend Driving round in circles just to get to the start again And never get to go back home Snaking upwards above the streets Looking downwards onto grey concrete Can’t leave it Can’t believe it now Disoriented glimpses in the mirror of the back seat Snaking upwards above the streets Looking downwards onto grey concrete Eight floors up so don’t look down The highest point in this little town
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Six Feet Below 04:46
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Batting the ball again Around the field of broken dreams Trying your best to win but Never like the way it turns out it seems Keep looking down again As you’re coming across as strange, my friend (Chorus) Leaving the army frightened Sinking so low And you lost all the naïve charm that you claimed to show But can you dodge all the bullets that are trying to send you Six feet below Still tightly wrapped in the blanket as a barrier against the cold Praised at the welcome home Though you never really had a chance Judged as a waif or stray But just a victim of circumstance Gained over twenty pounds And then lost it again by the final round Left a note to the counsellor Tied plenty of knots in the rope to be sure
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High 05:03
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Eyes shut tight while laying on your pillow Holding your nerve with the face against the window Hoping you can restrain yourself Ruing the life and the cards you’ve been dealt (Chorus) High You get so high Cover your eyes you’ve come upon another Lost in the house with your sister and your brother Laying a trail to find your way out Breadcrumbs back to the door of nagging doubt Wanderlust tugging at the cortex of your brain The light in the tunnel is the light of an oncoming train Blinded by the glare in your eyes The warning was there but still taken by surprise
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A Vista Let Go Fallow 04:57
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Heading off, west of Sheffield station Aboard the dark, foreboding tunnelled line Reach the peaks, bedecked in wreaths Of soft white fluffy down That lift As they drift Past the town Staring up, relishing the journey It’s good to be, up here once again On the slopes, the wind whips round The cloven ravaged trees Then subsides As it sighs Finally free (Chorus) Climbing, high up on the hillside Climbing, up above the clouds Below A vista let go fallow Contemplate, the panoramic landscape Bouncing off the distant rolling hills Purple locks of flowers bob Gently in the breeze As they wave To the passing Honey bees
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The Grass Is Always Greener 05:20
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Waiting on the outcome of the cut Decisions made, the reasons covered up The thought of doing nothing The thought of doing right Surrendered forcibly without a fight (Chorus) The grass is always greener Or so we’ve all been told A certain fake demeanour And a pot of endless gold But when they turned the lights out At the fifteen star hotel We stumbled round to find it all withheld Never had a need to look elsewhere Reclining back in the comfy easy chair Didn’t spot the signals Didn’t spot the signs It wasn’t till the credit got declined On buyout day the massed all faced the chop The balance held, the cheques had all been stopped First they got the teachers Then they got the pawns The final grim conclusion was foregone
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Take The Blame 03:32
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I can’t take all the blame You take some too All twisted unexplained You’ll get what’s due Believing all you said was right You can’t bring a knife to this gunfight That’s bad advice You’re dodging from the blame You think that’s fine Perhaps you ought to change If so inclined Never backing out or calming down Common sense really never ventured out To this battleground (Chorus) Take the blame Don’t sort it Never get to put it right It’s not the same God damn it What you’ve got to prove is how you ever got to sleep at night Still hiding from the blame You have throughout Left weakened feeling drained Still frozen out All the times you said you should you can’t Still spinning the same old tired yarn To your counterpart
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Fake Applause 05:22
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Hiking through fields to the pill box down the lane Preparing to meet up with the gang Hearing the roar of the fighters overhead Plotting the master plan Thinking out loud due to the smokers at the back Forgetting the task at hand (Chorus) Oh what a thing Oh what a thing to remember And oh what a thing Propelling you off for the cause Surviving the dangerous game Pushing on through the campaign As you wrestle yourself away from the fake applause Laid in the bedsit waiting for the clock to tick Dust concentrated on the shelves Dirty dishes piled up high inside the sink Hiding inside yourself But then there’s the stage and its constant steady draw Maybe it’s worth the risk Passing the time between the rest stops on the road Reaching the end of the line
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Hit Reset 04:10
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What you wanted has now become In the future, the chief has won Beat your rival now but hide the bear Spinning up and down And round again Discrete affair (Chorus) Don’t want to be reminded Of the latest threat Already been decided The road’s all set If only they would hit reset Investigation starting, so build a wall Offering mass relief with no grace at all Nose poked out in front yet come in last Rivals taking turns To gain the lead As the rest all pass (Middle 8) Thinking of the forces But none go home Settler divorces They’re all sent home
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Fight Night 03:36
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Four shandies at the bar Three Jägerbombs, and a cheap cigar Pre-drinks before the club And a couple more, at the local pub (Chorus) Fight night, good times, time to down another Fight night, face down, head laid in the gutter Fight night, last night, same as any other one Focus on the floor Break eye contact, slope towards the door Pretend you don’t exist Slip out quiet, minimise the risk Should not have mixed the drinks Take a leak then throw up in the sink Draw cash out from the bank Then fisticuffs at the taxi rank
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New Job Blues 05:48
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After bacon and eggs in the morning Ready to walk to the train Standing in line for a ticket Only just made it again Hurtling off to the city Starting to gather some speed Be in London town in an hour Then faced with the tube train stampede Arriving on time at the office Nothing’s been set up to work No laptop no login no nothing Man this first day’s gonna hurt At least I’ve discovered the coffee To aid with the caffeine abuse First to arrive yet the last to leave It’s the new job blues

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released February 28, 2018

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