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Get Your Trousers On, You're Nicked!

by The Slack 5

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Get Your Trousers On, You're Nicked! 03:40
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Got to keep your ear down to the ground, information Narcs and grasses listening all around, reveal location Now we know exactly what’s going down, onto a winner Guv'nor says we are the Sweeney son, ain’t had no dinner The hinges off your door we’ve kicked Get your trousers on you’re nicked Get your trousers on you’re nicked, you scum Evidence we’ve contradicted Get your trousers on you’re nicked Get your trousers on you’re nicked, you scum Orders come on down from above, from high places Even though we’re in the pub with the Guv, car chases Just got time to have another scotch, drinking on duty Kick that evil bleeder into touch, reclaim the booty
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Ignore the Data 03:30
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You’ve been presented with the facts, but you don’t believe them Vital statistics there in black and white Is the world round or is it flat? I fell off the horizon Messageboards arguing that left is right. Gotta give experts a break, gotta let them make mistakes And still admit they know more than you Not sure what more they can do, to get through to your limited IQ Ignore the data and we’re screwed They say that ignorance is bliss, in the comments section Swear on your life that 2+2 is 5 These days you’ve got no real excuse, to live in a bubble Making you wonder how we might survive
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Cold Feet 03:27
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We can’t get away from here We can’t seem to face the fear of a world beyond We are frozen into place Shaking, trembling, in disgrace, our hearts forgone Shake the feeling of a fool One who drivels on the gruel from a spitting rag Carry on through single lanes Dodging, squirming, all in vain, another red flag Do not bother with a smile If it’s not in your profile of a human being The dance is what we make of it Swaying, moving, then submit, instead of fleeing We think we’ve given it our best We can’t keep our manifest on our fingertips The sun has set another day Burning, showing us the way, keeping in its grips Should we all go back now? Are we going to take a bow? We are not the same, yet unchanged, anyhow Who are we going to believe? We’ve got nothing up our sleeves There’s nothing left, there’s no reprieve Are we really done, are we always going to be that afraid to leave?
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Chin Chin 03:28
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Few drinks at Langan's brasserie, whiskey behaving dastardly Want to join in this revelry, I’ll have another daiquiri On stage at Shaftesbury avenue, a reputation to live up to All that you need is a corkscrew, to make your thespian breakthrough Coach and horses Soho, nice Bordeaux 1969 Drive a roller in the swimming pool If you think that I am drunk, then you should see O'Toole Page 3 Nikki from Basildon, Stringfellows drinking talisman Another bottle almost gone, one word from this: shenanigans Your livers waving the white flag, spending the night on the main drag Oh yes, dear boy, you’re such a wag, Moet and Chandon in a paper bag
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Sunshine 69 04:41
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You don’t know me, but I sure as hell know you You say you wanna fix me and you’re turning all my screws I should’ve known better I should’ve known better with a girl like you Gonna write a little letter Gonna mail across my point of view I ain’t gonna take this. Well, its time to take a stand All eyes upon me but I fail to raise my hand I should’ve known better I should’ve known better with a boy like me Gonna open up my chest Laying my soul bare for all to see Here I’m walking down the street Leaving my thinking to my feet. Where are the places that I used to go? Where are the faces I used to know? I wrote a song for you, but the words you failed to hear Didn’t take me long to realise that you rule your world through fear I should’ve known better I should’ve known better with a times like these Just a momentary kiss is just a momentary tease Here I’m walking down the street Leaving my thinking to my feet Where are the places that I used to go? Where are the faces I used to know? I know you I waited for you, now won’t you tell me what you know? (Sunshine 69) I know you I waited for you, now won’t you tell me what you know? (Sunshine 69) I know you I waited for you, now won’t you tell me what you know? (Sunshine 69) I know you I waited for you, now won’t you tell me what you know?
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Keepsakes and Heart Attacks 02:12
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You've made a mistake You can't get here too late, now Bring it back My heart is a keepsake We just don't know how To backtrack It's a throwback Heart attack Lotta flak You left me behind, this was not my design Won't answer in kind, knocked out of cloud nine So life's just a mess We won't stand to look up To the skies Not worth all the stress It's easier to break up What advise? Finalise It's a disguise Demonise Put it out Please don't shout Got my doubts We all made mistakes, we cracked our foundations Step on the brakes, we faced complications It's the final stretch of our journey See you there
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You Know My Name 03:22
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You know my name, look up my number Don’t you take your time, we’re not getting much younger Divided we stand, together we fall What you waiting for, come and answer my call The more that I question, the more I don’t want to know You question my affection, but I just can’t let it show Oh no Your defining silence echoes round my head Take me by the hand, I’m not so easily led A burning desire. One friend for another Fallen out of favour, one lover for another The more that I question, the more I don’t want to know You question my affection, but I just can’t let it show Oh no Spring turns to Summer, Summer to Fall Fall turns to Winter, icicles shatter splinter I lowered my armour, you ripped out my heart I’m losing sensation. Take me back to the start The more that I question, the more I don’t want to know You question my affection, but I just can’t let it show Oh no
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Hipstercrite 04:31
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Your watch sundial, your thrift store style Shoes are made of crocodile Being all ironic without one hint of a smile You’re out of cash, your waxed moustache You think you’re being bold and brash Get ready for the big backlash Cos' your whole life is balderdash Consider it a trademark, you got dressed in the dark And we’re wondering why Is your lifestyle bespoke? Or just a practical joke? You are a Hipstercrite and so am I State of the art, from Japan Quirkiness? Remains deadpan This whole thing has got to have a limited lifespan Your blueberry e-cigarette, you cast a stupid silhouette Antiquated phone handset, text phonetic alphabet
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Goths on 45 04:53
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Patchouli oil waft, sleeping in a coffin in the loft All your clothes are black, stake right through the heart or heart attack Keep out of the sun, been in this mood since 1981 Undead but so alive still got teenage angst at 45 How many goths does it take to change a light bulb? ( I just don’t know) None, they’d rather sit there in the dark Look in the mirror, you’ve got no reflection Put on your baggy jumper and go and drink cheap cider in the park Through a cloud of dry ice, you appear like a pound shop Vincent Price Let out of quarantine, treat each day like it was Halloween And is it avant garde? Wearing velvet kecks in the graveyard And if you see one in the street, ask them if they’re doing trick or treat
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Donna 04:07
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A bearded face sits bored behind the till His face's shining, as oily as the grill Lean on the counter, trying hard not to fall My head's spinning, thinking of spaghetti and meatballs He grumbles words that I just cannot hear My brain's still soaking in numerous pints of beer Squint my eyes as if it'd clear up his accent Until I notice here that someone else is present It's the girl down from the club basement She looks so fit, that's an understatement I want to say hello, but I fear that I'll waver Spin a line that will make me have her Please forgive me for my garlic breath I want to be with you until death My true intentions are not really concealed Like this slab of meat and chips, congealed The skewered meats are sizzling loudly over there The smell of koftas and burgers lingers in the air I cannot think of a better place to meet you I'll buy you a shish, meat off a stick made out of bamboo Have a drink of coke while sitting on the pavement Try to wash down the haze from the drunken element Talk about the fact that we are so much wasted And this donner meat is the best we've ever tasted One and one makes two One and one makes two Buy one, get one free Buy one, get one free
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Fire in Me 04:22
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Rain is falling onto our flame Should I take it or pass the blame? It's always you or me it’s such a shame Time's a healer with a gun I rise and fall by the things that I’ve done Should I stay and fight or turn and run? But I know you’ll never let me fall All I got to do is call Call I’m walking tall Not afraid to take a fall I’m standing in the light. I’m looking for insight You’re the fire in me Burning deep with envy You’re the blood within my vein I’m the drought and you’re the rain I should’ve heeded their warning, I couldn’t keep up I hit re-entry, I was burning up Of their stupid games I’ve had enough Take me or leave me, I am what I am For I am a liar not a righteous man I always try to do the best I can But I know you’ll never let me fall All I got to do, is call Call I’m walking tall, not afraid to take a fall I’m standing in the light. I’m looking for insight You’re the fire in me, burning deep with envy You’re the blood within my vein I’m the drought and you’re the rain
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And Finally 04:56
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Watch as the main news anchor's nose, it grows again Truth or lies or whatever, over to Julie with the weather Live to our correspondent outside number 10 Sending spin in you direction, hoping to sway this election These are the headlines and of course they are all true Not been manipulated, orchestrated, fabricated These are the headlines direct from my auto-cue Spread around like wild fire, pants on fire got a sense of déjà vu Can't help but distrust all of what the papers say State as facts without proving, can tell you’re lying, your lips are moving Prone to exaggeration, sometime they down play Secret message in your ear, from the evil master puppeteer

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released February 22, 2019

Written and performed by The Slack 5
Recorded and Produced at Untapped Talent Recording Studio

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The Slack 5 are Stuart Powell, Flavio de Oliveira and Simon Nightingale, and they're bringing own their own brand of funk and jangle to wherever they're allowed to play.

Too old to die young, getting stuck in traffic and being put on hold, they're here for their own amusement. ... more

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