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Slackipedia

by The Slack 5

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Slackipedia 03:34
Where to begin, Try to log in I always lose, you always win Forgot my password on my phone, phone, phone I turned my back and then got hacked One massive cyber panic attack Now I've been cloned and Wonga loaned, loaned, loaned Fibre optic, super speed Don't believe everything you read Slackipedia Waited so long, you don't belong You got your information wrong I know exactly what I said, said, said You made me cry, turn a blind eye And yet I still can't work out why I've not got eyes in the back of my head, head, head
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Just admit to your fate, you are gonna be late Stuck in traffic and you're going nowhere No point in getting irate in your Volvo estate A million tortoises, no one is the hare You've got that meeting at work, stuck in your company merc You need to be on the other side of town The bloke in front is a jerk, the girl behinds even worse I feel like Michael Douglas in Falling Down This motorway's a car park and there's nothing you can do The eye in the sky is worse than useless And you can't see an end to this queue "Eye" spy with my little eye something that begins with C Is it carbon dioxide or a million cones in front of me? Over an hour ago, I joined this contraflow Starting to get a little bit upset You've got the kids in the back and with a verbal attack They're screaming: "Hey dad, are we nearly there yet?" In the next lane, there's a man towing a caravan And his dogs got his head out the window So while I sit here alone with my satnav on my phone There's no reason for us to be going this slow
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Soap 03:29
Have an argument for breakfast And you got right in my face Not sure how much more I'm taking Before I leave without a trace Blankly staring out the window I sit and watch the world go by When all around me there is chaos We could sort this out but you don't even seem to want to try Last thing I want to do is leave you But you're giving me no choice This whole relationship is pointless I'd prefer not to raise my voice
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You take your pills to change your mind Do they change it for the better? You face the day all alone It'll cut you up if you let her You leave the house by 9 You're taking it one step at a time You get to work just as soon as you can And spend the day daydreaming on the line It's all in your head That's all it ever was It's all in your head It's all in your head That's all it ever was It's all in your head You end the day as it begins This time you take your pills to sleep They take their time before they kick in The road to perdition's far to steep When it comes, it weighs you down You feel your dreams crashing over you The day falls away along with each breath You can't imagine who will morn you It's all in your head. That's all it ever was. It's all in your head. It's all in your head. That's all it ever was. It's all in your head. Let me paint you a picture Of everything that I see Only then will it hit you That what you see is me It's all in your head That's all it ever was It's all in your head It's all in your head That's all it ever was It's all in your head
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No matter what you try to do Big Brother's watching you Their beady eyes are in your view, it's true Starring on CCTV Watching you and watching me Catastrophe health and safety, yippee Across the street I can see your curtains twitching More OAP than MI5 Licensed to be a nosey Parker Clearly it's all for public service but it's on the gossip that you thrive All your movements have been mapped And you phones have all been tapped Levison and all that crap, flytrap Privacy or ID cards Discussed at length by dull blowhards Send they're regards to your backyards, dullards
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I find it quite concerning That this big old world keeps turning And all of us are just swept along I don't mind the signs of aging Can't keep up with the times they're changing Not got a clue what's going on Keeping up with mortgage payments Supermarkets and estate agents These things just drive me up the wall Used to want to paint the town red Now I'm painting the front room instead Disappointment yellow by farrow and ball So we're passed our sell by date, missed our blaze of glory The great all died at 27, for us it's a distant memory The clocks are spinning fast you know The pendulum has swung We're too old to die young Modern world makes us feel lethargic Look to the past for a future classic Internet has killed creativity Bygone days make us feel nostalgic Sitting 'round, feeling melancholic Under weight of our own mortality So we're passed our sell by date, missed our blaze of glory The great all died at 27, for us it's a distant memory The clocks are spinning fast you know The pendulum has swung We're too old to die young So we're passed our sell by date, missed our blaze of glory The great all died at 27, for us it's a distant memory The clocks are spinning fast you know Just like on Logan's Run We're too old to die young
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Used to have a blast Trying to relive the past Going back to where we once began I wanna vent my spleen Post nostalgia, time-machine Reformed past it indie also ran Old format now, placemat Perfect as a coaster, the CD Plutocrat, copycat You can't make a frisbee out of an MP3 It baffles me That we've got 500 channels but TV was better when there were just 3 Why can't you see There's no point in looking backwards Nostalgia isn't what it used to be You're staying at home Staring vacant at your phone Selfie and a pout you've got no hype Hasn't any worth The geeks inherited the earth Playing Dungeons and Dragons on Skype Old format now, placemat Perfect as a coaster, the CD Plutocrat, copycat You can't make a frisbee out of an MP3 It baffles me That we've got 500 channels but TV was better when there were just 3 Why can't you see There's no point in looking backwards Nostalgia isn't what it used to be
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Don't pay bills Spend it all on your cheap thrills Got away with it until Your whole world comes crashing down Around your ears Council tax or 20 beers Paying this lot off for years It's a stupid pointless financial meltdown Bailiffs banging on your door Those red letters you ignore Was a disaster of a plan TV detector van Milkman baying for your blood Taxman waiting for the flood You know he'll catch you if he can TV detector van Get the post Look like you've seen a ghost Got away with it almost Didn't think your creditors would persist Lost it all Robbing Peter to pay Paul Funny how the mighty fall Now your name appears on almost every black list
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C90 some synthpop duo from 1983 You won't find me at virgin megastore our price or HMV No regrets, made you a mixtape on a TDK cassette On the run for the recording of a brand new number one Saw you on a Thursday evening Top of the Pops you were miming Roxy don't put on the red light Home taping is killing music Talk about pop music, it's a farce Home taping is killing music Rock 'n Roll is on it's arse From the start your little boyband is riding high in the charts Pop princess acting like divas in order to get success So relax, take out your wallet and pay the right amount of tax Medium wave gave you a knighthood for services to misbehave It's the same each Thursday evening The TVs awash with offenders Do you really wanna make me cry? Home taping is killing music Talk about pop music, it's a farce Home taping is killing music Rock 'n Roll is on it's arse
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I wanted this I needed this Now I would give anything to give it away So much is left unspoken, nothing more to say Circus clowns All gather 'round Taking it in turn to laugh at my misfortune Now the days are shorter I'm dancing to a different tune. Now you turn your back upon me And you won't hear a word I say My head falls to the pavement As you begin to walk away What if I'm right What if you're wrong What if everything that's broken can't be undone? What if you do What do you say? Are we throwing it all away? Are we throwing it all away? You're a loaded gun I'm a dying sun There's a bullet in my brain and now I'm slowly dying I heard you're up for sale And I'm looking but I'm not buying Put to the test I did my best Once upon a time I could have done much better Now my fuse is shorter I'm wishing that I never met her And now you turn your back upon me And you won't hear a word I say My head falls to the pavement And I begin to walk away What if you're right What if I'm wrong. What if everything that's broken can't be undone? What do you do, what do you say? Are you throwing it all away? Are we throwing it all away?
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Spoilers 04:35
Sometimes you just don't want to know Someone's always there to spoil surprises It's your favourite TV show If you miss it, there will be a crisis So keep your trap shut that's what my advice is Don't need no spoilers, it will jeopardise this Why's it so hard To keep your cards Firmly planted on your chest Please, please don't blab Gift of the gab You are as bad as all the rest I don't want to know the score Finding out would be an epic failure And you'd be rotten to the core Sent off for ungentlemanly behaviour So keep it shtum and you will be my saviour Until I accidentally saw the trailer Why's it so hard To keep your cards Firmly planted on your chest Please, please don't blab Gift of the gab You are as bad as all the rest
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Think 04:44
You have got no mind of your own Ask your opinion and you're straight on the phone Now your cover's been blown And the seeds are sown You're a clone Now I'm a bright sort of lad When I'm nasty you run to your dad You think I'm so bad But you're sad and I'm glad 'cuz you're driving me mad And so think Think for yourself if you can So far it's not been part of your plan To think for yourself if you can So it's just a sign of the times Repeat verbatim like you've been learning lines Just as long as it rhymes Now you've been paying fines For your crimes Now it's the end of this song Although you've done nothing wrong It didn't take long and you still don't belong, don't belong

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released August 11, 2017

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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.
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