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Theme From Slack
02:46
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Who are these talentless gits?
We're the slack 5
And we ain't had no hits
We're the slack 5
And we're unlikely to
Stick around and we'll probably offend you
Chorus
We found out nothing you said was true
Things you said you could do you could not do
Then things started to get out of hand
So we said get the hell out of the band
Not gonna bother the charts
We're the slack 5
Take my advice and get out before the racket starts
And if you've had enough
We're the slack 5
Please refrain from throwing stuff
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This is the legend of the rise and fall of the plastic gangster
Pennyless loanshark and self-confessed world's worst drug dealer
If you try and cross me, it could be quite bad for your health
And if you want some drugs, well, you can't, because I've smoke them all myself
Number one gangster is all I wanna be
Fuck everybody else, it's all about me
Violence and fear is what keeps me on my throne
I just want a manor to call my own
You want some top class gear, and all I've got are filthy rotten dregs
Try not to pay and I'll break your legs
All mouth and trousers, now, really, really, really is my style
And if you front me up, I'll run a mile, a mile, a mile, a mile
MPs and Junkies all desperate to score
Until the dibble came and kick in my front door
I'm sorry love, I'm going down for a while
This could be last time you see this toothless smile
This is the fall now and this gangster's feeling frail
Trying not to cause no trouble in this stinking, rotten jail
When I look back at the height of my powers
Now I'm too scared to bend down in the prison showers
I'm stuck at home now on disability
Living in a caravan, watching soaps on the TV
The Mitchels, Ha! I did it all on my own
But now, now it's all over, I'm left here all alone
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Stuck In A Rut
05:02
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I'm stuck in a rut, now
Taken my final bow
I don't know how I've ended up in this place again
Not trying to get out of it
I'm just finding out whose door I should lay the blame
You have all done this to me
No, it's not my fault
And I can't seem to face another day
Where's all the success gone
Can't quite believe how fast it's dripping all, slipping all away
It seems like a personal slur
Did nothing him or her
Just tell me how I stop being a bitter man
Too far back to remember
I just can't recall where my very first grudge began
Why, why is it me and not you?
I don't know what to do
Now I've stumbled and fallen and I can't get up
I need a big comeback
So I can make all the reasons that I'm bitter, make them all shut up
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Don't Fancy Yours Much
04:10
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I have been staying up late at night
Trawling through internet dating sites, too
I'm not quite sure what I'm looking for
But I'm pretty certain it isn't you
I know that I'm not exactly the next Brad Pitt
But you're taking the piss
First thing first, let's put that message straight in the bin
Your picture made me jump out of my skin
You're not the one that I need
You look like you're sixty-three
But you're claiming that you are twenty-two
Which can't possibly be true
You look as old as my nan
Your profile is just a sham
I've been favouriting all the ones I like
But my only fan club is you
I'm tired of wanking into my sock
And I think I'm getting athletes cock
I know that I'm not exactly the next Brad Pitt
But you're taking the piss
I can't be sure if that was a wink
Or if you got a really bad squint
Or just a lazy eye
Are you sure you're not a guy?
When you first appeared with your freaky grin
Next thing I know you're going through my bin
And breaking into my house
You're lying naked on my couch
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Got to have the same trainers you've got
And although I don't like it, the same tracksuit top
I'm following people, not trends
Blown away with my remote garage door
And start my own business to be the director
That's got to look good to my friends
It's nothing to do with reality
It's all about how things appear
Can't better than me
I've got to have all the best gear
I need that new merc sat out on the lot
And the latest watches and phones
Desperate to get what my neighbours have got
I've got to keep up, oh I've got to keep up with the Jones
I know get all my ideas from you
I'm just trying to do better than all the things you do
There's no money I won't lend
Impressed by people who I think are rich
But for all I know they can live in a ditch
On first impressions I depend
It's nothing to do with reality
It's all about how things appear
Can't have anything better than me
I've got to have all the best gear
Got the stage I'm struggling
I've had to start taking out loans
Got the point where I'm remortgaging
I've got to keep up, oh, I've got to keep up with the Jones
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Mothercare Riots
05:13
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What are they gonna show
Hurting people they don't know
Smashing windows, taking stuff
Don't the taxpayers give 'em enough?
The thing I'm finding quite surprising
They have no reason for their own uprising
No reason for the uprising
And I wonder to myself
What's the world come to,
When the kids burn down our streets
When I was 9 or 10
Playing hide and seek
Or cricket in the street
I really don't remember
Burning people
While they sleep
I've got a wallet full of bricks
Don't earn it
Go and take it from the weak
Gang kids don't seem to know
They're stopping people giving them a go
Threatening people, acting tough
Don't they value their lives enough?
The thing I'm finding quite surprising
They have no reason for their own uprising
No reason for the uprising
And I wonder to myself
What's the world come to,
When the kids burn down our streets
When I was 9 or 10
Playing hide and seek
Or cricket in the street
I really don't remember
Burning people
While they sleep
I've got a wallet full of bricks
Don't earn it
Go and take it from the weak
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Tomorrow's World
03:29
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When I was a kid thought by the year 2000 we'd all live in space
And fly our jet packs off to work
Now I'm grown up and I barely even recognize this place
I'm not exactly captain Kirk
Compact discs and memory sticks
We live in a tomorrow's world
Told us this in 1986
We live in a tomorrow's world
Mega bits and website hits
We live in a tomorrow's world
From digits to micro chips
This is a tomorrow's world
Back in the 60s Andy Warhol predicted 15-minute fame
Now everyone's a Youtube star
We've been eating spacefood now since 1976
So where the hell's my flying car
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Grindstone Cowboy
03:37
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I get up at 6 and get in the van
Get on the road, I'm a hard working man
Weeks and weekends, they are all the same
Get up at 6 and do it all again
Finishing late and then charge up the drills
Do what I do just to pay the bills
I get the job done, do what i've got to do
5 quid and a railcard tucked into my shoe
They call me the grindstone cowboy
I work my fingers to the bone
All that I seem to do is work, work, work, work
They call me the grindstone cowboy
Can't remember the last time I went home
All that I seem to do is work, work, work, work
Been working real hard, I'm dead on my feet
There's no stopping now, we've got deadlines to meet
Carrying kids who just run off and hide
This isn't a job where you're along for the ride
Pushing along, there's no time for slack
Got lead in my shoes and an aching back
Don't care if its hot or a rainy day
I won't let nothing get in my way
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Thief In The Night
04:20
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I thought we had a good connection
A relationship in the right direction
But all you saw in me was D.I.Y.
Then we finished the renovation
We were left with no foundations
You didn't even seem to try
When we came home from our holiday
The only thing you had to say
Was just “Get out of my life”
At the time I didn't really get it
And said can we just take a minute
To work out what's yours and mine
Chorus:
You were like a thief in the night
Common law doesn't make it alright
How could you break my heart that way
How can I get my clothes clean
When you've pinched my washing machine
You can get out but your things can stay
Getting what you could was your intention
And I lost more than I care to mention
You were the apple of my eye
But you are a one-off creation
So let me warn all the men in the nation
Not to fall for your cheeky smile
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The Olympic Torch
03:19
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4.6 Miles To Chieveley
04:43
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Breakdown at the side of the motorway
Caught out, only 4.6 miles away
Two and a half hours since we sent for the AA
It's getting dark, are we gonna get home today
Chorus:
You need to take a hint from the light
'Cause you know we're running on empty
Even though it's 4.6 miles away
Never giving in to the light
No, I'm sure that we've still got plenty
Never take a chance on the light
Stuck here now, and you're talking all the blame
Spangelor, now it's started to rain
Missed my dinner date, now ain't that a shame
She talked too much, couldn't get a word in anyway
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Gone To The Dogs
06:10
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I'm good at this now, no, I'm not a beginner
The win that I'm having just keeps getting bigger
If this makes me rich it will help me to leave her
I put it on red, it should have been black
Just one more go, I know that I'm a sinner
Odds should be good, they just keep getting thinner
Should go I out or should I go inner
Put my money on this, it should have been that
The wedge in my pocket just keeps getting leaner
Machine that I'm playing just keeps getting meaner
This fucking thing's taking me to the cleaner's
It was the wrong card on the top of the pack
CHORUS
And after all there was always denial
It's all gone wrong, and you and me are over
It's the only thing I allow myself to feel
Be a success on the spin of a wheel
You wouldn't have left me if I was a winner
You'd open your arms and invite me for dinner
Begging me, “please, will you be a forgiver”
Don't know when to quit, I just keep coming back
I wanna give you all that your heart desired
I'm feeling pumped up, I'm totally wired
Bunking off work until I get fired
My horse has come in with a jockeyless back
Adrenaline rush at the eye of the storm, now
Supposed to be working, but studying form, now
I need to confess but I don't even know how
All I've got left is this shirt on my back
CHORUS
And after all there was always denial
It's all gone wrong, and you and me are over
It's the only thing I allow myself to feel
Be a success on the very last deal
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The Slack 5 UK
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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