1. |
Not Our Problem
02:22
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You say it doesn’t happen here,
“It’s way worse in the States”
Turn a blind eye at the pub
When you hear it from your mates
Get your head out of the sand
And stop pretending it’s all grand
Fuck screws
Fuck 12
And most of all, fuck you
“Well maybe Tommy’s got a point”
“They just don’t integrate”
Stop using strong communites
As an excuse for hate
Kick mirrors off a cab
As you munch on your kebab
Fuck screws
Fuck 12
And most of all fuck you
You seig heil at the cenotaph
Iron crosses on your vest
You’re here for England and St George
Swastikas on your chest
In the streets you bruise and batter
While screaming white lives matter
Fuck screws,
Fuck 12
And most of all, fuck you
Here come the Bolton football lads
With acronyms galore
You don’t like blacks or immigrants
But cheer when Jay Jay scored
Our football team is shit
And you’re all hypocrites
Fuck screws
Fuck 12
And most of all, fuck you
“Sure racism is bad,
but all this violence is a farce”
So rooted to the fence
That there’s a pole stuck up your arse
The reason there are riots
Is cause you folks stay quiet
Fuck screws
Fuck 12
And most of all, fuck you
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2. |
Inverkeithing
04:13
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In inverkeithing I re-lived my sins
I bent the truth about where I had been
I Sold my morals to the highest bid
Compromised love and behaved like a kid
I let you down no doubt that you're aware
What troubles me is you don't seem to care
If all it was was just a hideaway
Maybe I'll return on a brighter day
The rain won't stop, the cold, it bites
The morning sky, a mournful sight
How I'm seething Inverkeithing
Stop me breathing Inverkeithing
Inverkeithing are you listening
With morning dew your grass is glistening
My sanctuary you'll imprison me
The ghosts of Fife will come to visit me
Sat on the bridge and gave some thought to death
Wondered if I'd embrace my final breath
Kicked off some gravel to the depths below
Our little secret seemed so long ago
The rain won't stop, the cold, it bites
The morning sky, a mournful sight
How I'm seething Inverkeithing
Stop me breathing Inverkeithing
Inverkeithing as I leave your tides
The trawlers dock and flocks of gulls they cry
And nonchalantly I shall take my cue
Never again shall I return to you
I lost myself, found nothing to replace
My fractured heart it’s now an empty space
Maybe one day I'll spare a thought for you
And the loneliness you put me through
The rain won't stop, the cold, it bites
The morning sky, a mournful sight
The rain won’t stop, the cold it bites
The burning sky, set me alight
How I'm seething Inverkeithing
Stop me breathing Inverkeithing
How I'm seething Inverkeithing
Stop me breathing Inverkeithing
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3. |
Remmington Ska
02:58
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Well down in the alley by the petrol station’s where you go
Waiting so impatient for the way the winds of fortune blow
Speeding like a rocket
Never gonna stop it
Remmy’s got the remedy
Shiverin’ and shakin’, pacing, waiting for my man J.D
Hope I’m not the bottom of the list of folks he’s come to see
He’s always running late
But he’s always worth the wait
Remmy’s got the remedy
Anxiety as stocks are dwindling can leave you so distressed
It only a takes a quick phone call and drop off just to keep you blessed
His phone is always on
He really is the don
Remmy’s got the remedy
It’s hard to stay at peak fucked when it’s dead and you’re not having fun
Such economic value when hes shifting 3 grams for a ton
He’ll never let you down
It’s the best cocaine in town
Remmy’s got the remedy
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4. |
No Apologies (part 2)
03:15
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Angry old man
“I see the faults of society”
Angry old man
“This ain’t how it’s meant to be”
Angry old man
“And it’s all overwhelming me “
Angry old man
“I’m outraged at everything”
Angry old man
“I don’t think I can take much more”
Angry old man
“And this nation I once adored”
Angry old man
“You better know I’m prepared for war”
Angry old man
“Kill The scum knocking at our door”
The worlds fucking changed and there’s one thing that I know
Any more progress and we’re gonna be long gone
One more shout for equality I’ll blow
And all of these traitors will wish they’d not been born
And one more feeling that my ignorant words hurt
One more call for a unisex toilet
And I’ll explode cos to me it seems pointless
These youths agitate but they won’t do a days work
Angry old man
“And I make no apologies”
Angry old man
“I’m unfazed by these tragedies”
Angry old man
“And I make no apologies”
Angry old man
“Blame the poor for their poverty”
Angry old man
“I don’t think I can take much more”
Angry old man
“Oh this nation that I adore”
Angry old man
“I don’t think I can take much more”
Angry old man
“Unprepared for their culture war”
And I can’t stand for the liberal nonsense
I can’t cope with the hope that they profess
I won’t accept how you expect to be addressed
And it ain’t rape if she’s wearing that dress
All you whiners wanna get in line
Watch me turn pink give you a piece of my mind
There’ll be no peace cos my minds stuck in wartime
Am I being replaced? God I wish I had more time
Angry old man
“And I make no apologies”
Angry old man
“I’m unfazed by these tragedies”
Angry old man
“And I make no apologies”
Angry old man
“Blame the poor for their poverty”
Angry old man
“I don’t think I can take much more”
Angry old man
“Oh this nation that I adore”
Angry old man
“I don’t think I can take much more”
Angry old man
“Unprepared for their culture war”
Yeah you kids don't know you’re born
Back in my day we just got on
Doesn’t matter who's side you’re on
Both the left and right are wrong
Perhaps it aint all about age
But I can’t justify my rage
And all the people who laugh at me
They don’t know the shit I’ve seen
Perhaps that I’ve been fed a lie
Blamed the ones with their helpless cries
Instead of seeing their on my side
Angry old man swims against the tide
Deep down I’m a happy man
Protective and kind I stand
Understand that you’re not so strange
I was pretty wild in my younger days
Don’t understand but I can accept
That every life deserves respect
And I’m sorry for shouting
I've just always felt doubted
And it was all such a waste”
Apologise for my hateful ways”
I just long for those fateful days”
When the world seemed a bigger place”
And I’m sick of the shouting
Of the hate that commences
Maybe I should build bridges
Instead of building fences
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