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05.01.2015 um 19:15 hThe Jam ~ Eton Rifles
Sup up your beer and collect your fags -
There's a row going on down near Slough
Get out your mat and pray to the West
I'll get out mine and pray for myself
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest?
Hello-Hurray - what a nice day for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Composed a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing
Hello-Hurray - cheers then, mate. It's the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - an extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
What a catalyst you turned out to be:
Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea -
Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy...
What a catalyst you turned out to be:
Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea -
Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy...
We came out of it naturally the worst:
Beaten and bloody, and I was sick down my shirt.
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said they'd be back next week.
Hello-Hurray - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles!
Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles!
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Sup up your beer and collect your fags -
There's a row going on down near Slough
Get out your mat and pray to the West
I'll get out mine and pray for myself
Thought you were smart when you took them on,
But you didn't take a peep in their artillery room
All that rugby puts hairs on your chest
What chance have you got against a tie and a crest?
Hello-Hurray - what a nice day for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - I hope rain stops play for the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Thought you were clever when you lit the fuse,
Tore down the house of commons in your brand new shoes,
Composed a revolutionary symphony,
Then went to bed with a charming young thing
Hello-Hurray - cheers then, mate. It's the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - an extremist scrape with the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
What a catalyst you turned out to be:
Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea -
Left me standing like a guilty schoolboy...
What a catalyst you turned out to be:
Loaded the guns, then you run off home for your tea -
Left me standing like a naughty schoolboy...
We came out of it naturally the worst:
Beaten and bloody, and I was sick down my shirt.
We were no match for their untamed wit,
Though some of the lads said they'd be back next week.
Hello-Hurray - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - it's the price to pay to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Hello-Hurray - I'd prefer the plague to the Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles
Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles!
Eton Rifles, Eton Rifles!
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10.12.2014 um 18:35 hNew Model Army - Angry Planet
I live on an angry planet, amidst the crowds and the endless noise
In the debris of the broken families and the cracks in the grand designs
And all the angry gods are back, gathering strength as the continents collide
Some live by the bloody sword and die by the bloody sword, some by beauty and desire
I live in the shadow of the great volcano, I live by the good soil and the fire
And of course I know that the days are numbered but we will go down to the wire
And the pressure moves the mountains, seven billion and counting
As the monkey tribes advance across the bleak terrain
All sown with seed of mono-culture, wind and rain and revolution coming,
But we know it isn't personal - we just live on an angry planet
They say that we're all kings and queens in the new world except for those who aren't
They say we can follow our dreams to the very top of the tree except for those who can't
They say that the meek shall inherit the earth except that they shan't
And the pressure moves the mountains, seven billion and counting
As the monkey tribes advance, all in a rush of blood, the jet stream blowing
High above the zombie hordes all banging war drums, raising flags
As the pressure moves the mountains, seven billion now and counting
As the monkey tribes advance across the ruined land
All sown with seed of mono-culture, war and rain and revolution coming
But I know it isn't personal - I just live on an angry planet
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I live on an angry planet, amidst the crowds and the endless noise
In the debris of the broken families and the cracks in the grand designs
And all the angry gods are back, gathering strength as the continents collide
Some live by the bloody sword and die by the bloody sword, some by beauty and desire
I live in the shadow of the great volcano, I live by the good soil and the fire
And of course I know that the days are numbered but we will go down to the wire
And the pressure moves the mountains, seven billion and counting
As the monkey tribes advance across the bleak terrain
All sown with seed of mono-culture, wind and rain and revolution coming,
But we know it isn't personal - we just live on an angry planet
They say that we're all kings and queens in the new world except for those who aren't
They say we can follow our dreams to the very top of the tree except for those who can't
They say that the meek shall inherit the earth except that they shan't
And the pressure moves the mountains, seven billion and counting
As the monkey tribes advance, all in a rush of blood, the jet stream blowing
High above the zombie hordes all banging war drums, raising flags
As the pressure moves the mountains, seven billion now and counting
As the monkey tribes advance across the ruined land
All sown with seed of mono-culture, war and rain and revolution coming
But I know it isn't personal - I just live on an angry planet
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10.12.2014 um 18:30 hNew model army - Green and grey
The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at:
Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town
Ch: And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time - as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realise that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?
Ch: No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey
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The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at:
Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town
Ch: And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time - as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realise that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?
Ch: No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey
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13.10.2014 um 10:03 hNEW MODEL ARMY - 51st State
51st State
Look out of your windows, watch the skies
Read all the instructions with bright blue eyes
We're W.A.S.Ps, proud American sons
We know how to clean our teeth and how to strip down a gun
We're the 51st state of America
Our star-spangled Union Jack flutters so proud
Over the dancing heads of the merry patriotic crowd
Tip your hat to the Yankee conqueror
We've got no reds under the bed with guns under our pillows
We're the 51st state of America
Here in the land of opportunity, watch us revel in our liberty
You can say what you like but it doesn't change anything
Because the corridors of power are an ocean away
We're the 51st state of America
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51st State
Look out of your windows, watch the skies
Read all the instructions with bright blue eyes
We're W.A.S.Ps, proud American sons
We know how to clean our teeth and how to strip down a gun
We're the 51st state of America
Our star-spangled Union Jack flutters so proud
Over the dancing heads of the merry patriotic crowd
Tip your hat to the Yankee conqueror
We've got no reds under the bed with guns under our pillows
We're the 51st state of America
Here in the land of opportunity, watch us revel in our liberty
You can say what you like but it doesn't change anything
Because the corridors of power are an ocean away
We're the 51st state of America
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13.10.2014 um 10:01 hNew Model Army - White Coats
White Coats
Well we know what makes the flowers grow - but we don't know why
And we all have the knowledge of DNA - but we still die
We perch so thin and fragile here upon the land
And the earth that moves beneath us, we don't understand
So we rush towards the Judgement Day, when She reclaims
A toast to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vain
Down at the lab they're working still, finishing off
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?
Ch: Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
You and I we made no suicide pact - we didn't want to die
But we watch the wall, little darling, while the chemical trucks go by
This desperate imitation, now, of innocence
Those last few days at Jonestown ain't got nothing on this
Ch: Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Now beneath the fitted carpets, beyond the padded cells
Within these crimes of passion, the naked truth She dwells
And this fury's just a part and this thunder's just a part
Desire is just a part - the cracking ice, the splitting rock
Ch: Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Hey, hey to the suicide day, the blind man blunders on
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
As children learn about the world, we built that wall of sand
Along the beach we laboured hard with our bare hands
We worked until the sun went down beneath the waves
And the tide came rolling splashing in, washed the wall away
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?
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White Coats
Well we know what makes the flowers grow - but we don't know why
And we all have the knowledge of DNA - but we still die
We perch so thin and fragile here upon the land
And the earth that moves beneath us, we don't understand
So we rush towards the Judgement Day, when She reclaims
A toast to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vain
Down at the lab they're working still, finishing off
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?
Ch: Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
You and I we made no suicide pact - we didn't want to die
But we watch the wall, little darling, while the chemical trucks go by
This desperate imitation, now, of innocence
Those last few days at Jonestown ain't got nothing on this
Ch: Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Now beneath the fitted carpets, beyond the padded cells
Within these crimes of passion, the naked truth She dwells
And this fury's just a part and this thunder's just a part
Desire is just a part - the cracking ice, the splitting rock
Ch: Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Hey, hey to the suicide day, the blind man blunders on
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
As children learn about the world, we built that wall of sand
Along the beach we laboured hard with our bare hands
We worked until the sun went down beneath the waves
And the tide came rolling splashing in, washed the wall away
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?
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13.10.2014 um 09:58 hNEW MODEL ARMY - The Hunt
The Hunt
We went into town on the Tuesday night
Searching all the places that you hang about
We're looking for you
In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
In the discotheques and the gaming pubs
We're looking for you
You will pay the price for my own sweet brother
And what he has become
And a hundred other boys and girls
And all that you have done
We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns
One of your cronies, he was doing your rounds
We followed him
Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
We followed him
Over the bridge by the old canal
Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
He stopped to light up a cigarette
And we dived into a doorway
Ch: No police, no summons, no courts of law
No proper procedure, no rules of war
No mitigating circumstance
No lawyers fees, no second chance
There are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat
There are old folk battered in the open street
In this city of ours
There are eyes that see but say nothing at all
There are ears that hear but they don't recall
In this city of ours
So we followed your man back to your front door
And we're waiting for you outside
'Cause not everybody here is scared of you
Not everybody passes on the other side
Ch: No police, no summons, no courts of law . . .
And we could spend our whole lives waiting for some thunderbolt to come
And we could spend our whole lives waiting for some justice to be done
Unless we make our own
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The Hunt
We went into town on the Tuesday night
Searching all the places that you hang about
We're looking for you
In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs
In the discotheques and the gaming pubs
We're looking for you
You will pay the price for my own sweet brother
And what he has become
And a hundred other boys and girls
And all that you have done
We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns
One of your cronies, he was doing your rounds
We followed him
Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass
We followed him
Over the bridge by the old canal
Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall
He stopped to light up a cigarette
And we dived into a doorway
Ch: No police, no summons, no courts of law
No proper procedure, no rules of war
No mitigating circumstance
No lawyers fees, no second chance
There are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat
There are old folk battered in the open street
In this city of ours
There are eyes that see but say nothing at all
There are ears that hear but they don't recall
In this city of ours
So we followed your man back to your front door
And we're waiting for you outside
'Cause not everybody here is scared of you
Not everybody passes on the other side
Ch: No police, no summons, no courts of law . . .
And we could spend our whole lives waiting for some thunderbolt to come
And we could spend our whole lives waiting for some justice to be done
Unless we make our own
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28.08.2014 um 19:00 hThe Smiths - There Is A Light That Never Goes Out
Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
Who are young and alive
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people
And I want to see lights
Driving in your car
Oh please, don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care.
And in the darkened underpass
I thought: 'Oh God, my chance has come at last!'
But then a strange fear gripped me
And I just couldn't ask
Take me out tonight
Oh take me anywhere, I don't care.
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Oh I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
There is a light that never goes out
There is a light that never goes out
There is a light that never goes out...
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Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
Who are young and alive
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people
And I want to see lights
Driving in your car
Oh please, don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care.
And in the darkened underpass
I thought: 'Oh God, my chance has come at last!'
But then a strange fear gripped me
And I just couldn't ask
Take me out tonight
Oh take me anywhere, I don't care.
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Oh I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
There is a light that never goes out
There is a light that never goes out
There is a light that never goes out...
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23.07.2014 um 17:54 hStreet Sweeper SC w/Trent Reznor - "Kick Out The Jams" live [HD]
Trent Reznor makes a surprise appearance on stage with Street Sweeper Social Club for a cover of MC5's "Kick Out The Jams" at the May 16th, 2009 NIN/JA show in Chula Vista, CA.
Kick out the jams motherfuckers!
Yeah! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kick 'em out! Yeah!
Well i feel pretty good
And i guess that i could get crazy now baby
Cause we all got in tune
And when the dressing room got hazy now baby
I know how you want it child
Hot, quick and tight
The girls can't stand it
When you're doin'it right
Let me up on the stand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out!
Yes i'm starting to sweat
You know my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
In the sound that abounds
And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
You gotta have it baby
You can't do without
When you get that feeling
You gotta sock'em out
Put that mike in my hand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes! Kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out
(guitar)
So you got to give it up
You know you can't get enough Miss Mackenzie
Cause it gets in your brain
It drives you insane
With the frenzy
The wigglin guitars girl
The crash of the drums
Make you wanna keep-a-rockin'
Till the morning comes
Let me be who i am
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I done kicked em out!
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Trent Reznor makes a surprise appearance on stage with Street Sweeper Social Club for a cover of MC5's "Kick Out The Jams" at the May 16th, 2009 NIN/JA show in Chula Vista, CA.
Kick out the jams motherfuckers!
Yeah! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kick 'em out! Yeah!
Well i feel pretty good
And i guess that i could get crazy now baby
Cause we all got in tune
And when the dressing room got hazy now baby
I know how you want it child
Hot, quick and tight
The girls can't stand it
When you're doin'it right
Let me up on the stand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out!
Yes i'm starting to sweat
You know my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
In the sound that abounds
And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
You gotta have it baby
You can't do without
When you get that feeling
You gotta sock'em out
Put that mike in my hand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes! Kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out
(guitar)
So you got to give it up
You know you can't get enough Miss Mackenzie
Cause it gets in your brain
It drives you insane
With the frenzy
The wigglin guitars girl
The crash of the drums
Make you wanna keep-a-rockin'
Till the morning comes
Let me be who i am
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I done kicked em out!
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17.07.2014 um 17:00 hEditors - Lights ( MTV Live 2007 )
I still love the light on baby
It keeps me awake but I don't mind
Everything I always wanted
Is right there but soon it won't be
Oh, if fortune favours the brave
I am as poor as they come
I've got a million things to say
I've got a million things to
I still love the light on baby
It keeps me awake but I don't mind
Everything I always wanted
Is right there but soon it won't be
Oh, if fortune favours the brave
I am as poor as they come
I've got a million things to say
I've got a million things to
I still love the light on baby
I still love the light on baby
I still love the light on baby
I still love the light on baby
Oh, if fortune favours the brave
I am as poor as they come
I've got a million things to say
I've got a million things to
Ahhhh, a million things to say
A million things to say
A million things to say
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I still love the light on baby
It keeps me awake but I don't mind
Everything I always wanted
Is right there but soon it won't be
Oh, if fortune favours the brave
I am as poor as they come
I've got a million things to say
I've got a million things to
I still love the light on baby
It keeps me awake but I don't mind
Everything I always wanted
Is right there but soon it won't be
Oh, if fortune favours the brave
I am as poor as they come
I've got a million things to say
I've got a million things to
I still love the light on baby
I still love the light on baby
I still love the light on baby
I still love the light on baby
Oh, if fortune favours the brave
I am as poor as they come
I've got a million things to say
I've got a million things to
Ahhhh, a million things to say
A million things to say
A million things to say
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14.04.2014 um 17:14 hCracker - Low
Sometimes I want to take you down
Sometimes I want to get you low
Brush your hair back from your eyes
Take you down let the river flow
Sometimes I go and walk the street
Behind the green sheet of glass
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
[Chorus]
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
A million poppies gonna make me sleep
Just one rose and knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees
Hey don't you want to go down
Like some junkie cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
[Chorus]
Blue blue is the sun
Brown brown is the sky
Green green of her eyes
A million miles a million miles
Hey hey don't you want to go down
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
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Sometimes I want to take you down
Sometimes I want to get you low
Brush your hair back from your eyes
Take you down let the river flow
Sometimes I go and walk the street
Behind the green sheet of glass
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
[Chorus]
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
I'll be with you girl
Like being low
hey hey hey like being stoned
A million poppies gonna make me sleep
Just one rose and knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees
Hey don't you want to go down
Like some junkie cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
[Chorus]
Blue blue is the sun
Brown brown is the sky
Green green of her eyes
A million miles a million miles
Hey hey don't you want to go down
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles
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