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Snake Footprints
03:35
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I was on the beach at Romney
Waiting for a shipment to come down
Cargo of ketamine, i was listening to Straight Outta Compton
Suddenly Damage appeared round the point
The whole load had been seized 3 miles out
Now under lock and key, HMCE- and we're taking it back
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Magistrate- Be warned! Be warned!
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Officer- Be warned! Be warned!
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Landlord- Be warned! Be warned!
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Farm hand- Be warned! Be warmed!
30 strong we rode to the New Forest
Hidden out of sight till the next night
Swigging on extreme energy drinks from a hip flask passed round
The local boys all freaked when they saw the scene-
A gunboat within range bearing heavy clout,
Sentries armed to the teeth, out-numbering us 3 to 1
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Magistrate- Be warned! Be warned!
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Officer- Be warned! Be warned!
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Landlord- Be warned! Be warned!
Snake Footprints on the raid!
Farm hand- Be warned! Be warmed!
In the streets- Be warned! Be warned!
Tower block- Be warned! Be warned!
School yard- Be warned! Be warned!
Toilet- Be warned! Be warned!
Car Park- Be warned! Be warned!
Underpass- Be warned! Be warned!
Alleyway- Be warned! Be warned!
Cemetery- Be warned! Be warned!
Now, Jeremiah C was a brutal lout
took one by the neck and hissed right through his teeth
I'll spill your guts on the floor if you can't keep them together
Magistrate-Be warned! Be warmed!
Officer- Be warned! Be warmed!
Landlord- Be warned! Be warmed!
Farm hand- Be warned! Be warmed!
Shop Keeper- Be warned! Be warmed!
Teacher- Be warned! Be warmed!
Prison Guard- Be warned! Be warmed!
Vicar- Be warned! Be warmed!
Drinker- Be warned! Be warmed!
Street Sweeper- Be warned! Be warmed!
Customs Man- Be warned! Be warmed!
Rival Gang- Be warned! Be warmed!
We made away with everything inside
We made away with gunfire ringing out
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2. |
Track Suit Debris
03:21
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You could've had them but you let them slip away
They'll be hiding out by now
Somewhere well deep underground
Contacts, Informants, Rats- who're on the take
Accessories to the fact
On a rope run out of slack
I heard your dirty conversations
Goon creeps to you, give us a name
Just want a little friendly chat,
With the cunts who took the stash
You look worried, have you pissed yourself?
We find them all the time, face down in a pool of slime
I heard your dirty conversations
The look outs have all run away
Howling 5-0 as they fled
We're really for it this time
Make no mistake
Tonight- You're mine
It was Diamond who snitched on you- all lies, all lies
We lifted him soon after Poole- all lies, all lies
Tonight, or any night…….
Yeah, I saw him swing, kit was a sorry sight
Battered, swollen face- still looked petrified
There were gaps where the carrion hacked
And livid pieces of flesh, exposed and covered in slime!
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3. |
Waste Compactor
02:24
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Don't act like you don't know what is going on
Don't tell me that its not it's not your problem
You, spending all your cash on disposable crap
On any cheap distraction so you
Don't look down in the gutter
At the roaches, the small and the freaks
Let corpses sleep on wet concrete
While you sit there on your behind
While Outside, strays picking through bones
hurry back to the shadows
When they hear that distant creeping engine drone
In boiler suits and caps, (grave/dark) figures probe and hack
But you can't hear them above the television/ cause the X-Factors on
Don't look down in the gutter
At the vulnerable and the weak
Let corpses sleep on wet concrete
While you sit there on your behind
So don't look down in the gutter! No! No!
Don't act like you don't know, what is going on
First- interference, then a knock at your front door?!
The mislaid refuse sack, leaked every squalid fact
But we accept it, cause its not our problem
Let corpses sleep on wet concrete
And they'll haunt you when you, when you close your eyes
Don't look down!
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4. |
A Scumbag Panorama
03:29
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I Couldn't help myself
I'm falling down again
I'm falling deep deep deep in the mire
Don't put these images?
Up on Instagram
I don't want nobody to find out
That i was out drinking
And I took something
Was like a pool cue to the canister
Then Adam Duke says, "Lets get our dicks wet!"
You know he's murder when he gets like this
She said- you are such a Scumbag
I'm inclined to think she's on to something
So I better keep right out of sight!
There was piss all on the pavement
Piss all on the buttons of the cash machine
And the money wouldn't come
Said 'Insufficient Funds'- you know the drill
The bird i was with, whispering sweet nothings
Did a puke all down my trousers
Don't put these images up on Instagram
I don't want the missus to find out
She said, you are just a scumbag
I'm inclined to think she's onto something
So I better keep right out of sight!
I can't afford a taxi to get me home
The busses don't run around here no more
So i guess, i guess, i guess i'm a condemned man!
The great lump came lumbering….
Out of nowhere! Out of nowhere!
….held aloft loose paving slab
Over his head! Over his head!
He brought that grievous chunk down
Square onto the poor fucker's crown
And howled blue murder as he fled
Back across the wastes to the White Road estate.
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Codename: Tarantula
08:55
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Codename: Tarantula
The city cloaked in night
Hides all its secrets where the street lights barely shine
Oh, crooked Councillor, on back seat with Maxine
Her concealed camera has captured everything
Codename: Tarantula
Above the city tonight, a drone sentinel glides
Heat seeker and force field where patrol cars never drive
Caught luckless vagrants on roof of NCP
Rounded up and 'processed', the solutions been agreed
The fear, is getting worse all the time
I recall one of them had a tattoo upon his neck
"Struggle and Strive" scrawled out in swirly script
And on his forearm, bore a regimental badge
Kept pleading "boys, i done 3 tours of Helmand"
Meanwhile the envelope sits comfy in his in-tray
Video files, text messages- a real tasty dossier
And only for a packet of notes, left under rail archway
He can keep his sordid escapades out of the papers
Codename: Tarantula
The prisoners of night
The mind polluted populace screaming soundless in the half light
Out in the junkyards, figures picking through remains
Under chimney stacks forever billowing smoke and ash and flame
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6. |
You Give Me (The Creeps)
03:58
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I get the strangest feeling somebody is watching over me all the time
I get the strangest feeling somebody is watching over me all the time
I get the strangest feeling somebody is watching over me all the time
I get the strangest feeling somebody is watching over me all the time
Baby baby baby you give me the creeps
Every time i walk down the street
I feel your eyes so slowly
Undress me
Cold and calculating
I get the strangest feeling somebody is watching over me all the time
I get the strangest feeling somebody is watching over me all the time
Baby baby baby you give me the creeps
Baby baby baby you give me the creeps
Baby baby baby you give me the creeps
All night
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7. |
Meat Wagon
02:21
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Sudden blue lights flared and the sirens wailed
Nearly popped my heart inside my chest
We were seized upon, black boots, truncheons
Took a size 12 kick into the dick
Struggling for breath, gloved hands around my neck
Wheezed why? "Because you are a cunt!"
Thats when i shit myself, ran down my legs
Fuck you- you'd do the fucking same, you know you would
Better watch out for the Meat Wagon
Better watch out for the Meat
Cause they can smell drugs, where there ain't none
And turn a blind eye, where there is
And they say its good detective/police work
When a case file falls into the bin/ When the suspect ends up on a slab
In the back of the van, officer climbs in
With a few wise words straight from the hip:
"Stop hiding behind your black skin
The problem with you is you'll always be a nigger"
You know that you
Better watch out for the Meat Wagon
Better watch out for the Meat
You know the Meat is gonna get ya
The got fuck all on me
That don't mean nothing, not one fucking thing
A hunch is all thy need
You know the Meat is gonna get ya
"Trident have jammed me!"
So prepare for execution
By officer V53!
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8. |
Gina, Unnattached
04:04
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All my life i've been shut out
Mother cast me from her side
Never shown an ounce of love
Guess i was never wanted
Took refuge where i could find
In dingy squats riddled with lice
And men who love with 2 fists out
But only ever after one thing
So i smoke rocks and i take pills
To numb myself from their cruelty
Bruised and used up, left aside
Cause i was never wanted
They call me Gina, Unattached
Cause i'm nobody's baby
Dirty Gina, back alley
2 more tricks and i am free
They call me Gina, Unattached
Cause i'm nobody's baby
Lonely Gina, shadow queen
Flash headlights once for me
i suppose you think you know…….
There were rays of light drifting over my legs
There were rays of light drifting over my chest
There were rays of light drifting, drifting, drifting, drifting
Blinding rays of light into a way to escape myself
As I woke from that haze I felt
A million spiders crawling
All over my arms
All over my face
Crawling underneath my skin
They call me Gina, Unattached
Cause i'm nobody's baby
Dirty Gina, back alley
Flash headlights once for me
They call me Gina, Unattached
Cause i'm nobody's baby
Lonely Gina, shadow queen
you gawp but you don't see
Oh, I suppose you think you know
What is like
To be frightened and alone
Unseen but still exposed
Let down, shut out, no love, a ghost
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9. |
The Future Ooze
09:12
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I wanna live in the world unseen
Don’t wanna live in the world concrete
Whats that, out the corner of my eye?!
Another glimpse of a world beneath/ obscurity
I wanna live in the outer reach
Cannot pull my consciousness free
from what's out the corner of my eye-
Another trap notifying me/ confining me/ restricting me
Another trap intruding
A bad vibration
Woke him in the night
Sprung out of his bed
And raced over to the desk
Where bathed in lamplight, piled high-
He tore through inexplicable files
And the horror formed right before his eyes
and oozed onto his trembling thighs
Time is incorporated
Space is incorporated
Flesh is incorporated
Sex is incorporated
Memory incorporated
Technology incorporated
Don’t touch me is incorporated
You are incorporated
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