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ALL FIRED UP

JUST ANOTHER

KING 'O' SEYMS

DRINK TO THAT

FTW

FICKLE FUCKER

JUST ANOTHER DAY

TALKING TO ME

O.A.P.ANTHEM (ALZHEIMERS MIX)

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ALL FIRED UP

He's a walking timebomb
He's ready to explode
A fucked up, fuelled up maniac
Going down a dead end road

On a butane mission
To burn down all in sight
A full on sniffing psychopath
The cans his guiding light

There's no way to stop him
When he's on his pyro trip
He likes to burn, he'll never learn
The junkie arsonist

All fired up(x4)

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It was 11.15 on a Saturday night
The beers been flowing, everythings alright
The words become heated there's trouble in the air
He looks for back up but there's no one there
It was 3 on 1, the tables have turned
He played with fire, now he's going to get burned
The fists fly in, he falls to the ground
He's no fucking big man now

Big man, yeah yeah
Bitten off more than he can chew
Big man, yeah yeah
What the fucks he going to do

12.15, still Saturday night
Intensive care, not quite alright
They've broken his ribs, ruptured his spleen
Lying there he don't look so mean
But when he gets out, he'll take his revenge
They fucked with him, they won't do it again
'Cos no one messes with this big man
People try but no one fucking can

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GOT TO GO

It's way past midnight but i'm not home
I sit here drinking in this bar alone
Drinking to forget all that's gone wrong
So give me one more beer and i'll be gone.

I've got to go (x4)

Feeling drunk, but i'm drinking more
Then the lights are out, i'm on the floor
I know the time has come to be moving on
So give me one more beer and i'll be gone.

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I KNOW

I didn't come home last night
Got drunk another fight
And now i'm in for it
I'm really in the shit

'Cos I know just what she'll say
I don't care anyway

She says that i'm no good
I listen like I should
Then i'll go out again
It's always been the same

And now 10 years have gone
The same things going on
But now i've got a wife
And i'm still drunk every night

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JUST ANOTHER

Saturday nights come round again
I'm off out with my mates
I drink and drink 'till I fall down
It's always fucking great
The barmaids calling time so quiet
I think i'm going deaf
I ask her for another pint
Here's what she fucking said

No,no,no, get on your way
No,no,no, and no you cannot stay
No,no,no, somethings not right
No,no,no, another wasted night

So I went off to the nightclub
To see if I could score
And copped this bird who fucked my mate
Just the week before
Then later back at her place
Things were going great
I asked her if I could stay the night
Here's what she fucking said

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KING 'O' SEYMS

We're all going to his place
We're going to get, shitfaced
Fuck my head, think i'm going to die
Too much beer and concorde wine

Hardcore used to be his thing
Now he is the metal king
Seymour "what the fucks this wank"?
Turn it off you monkey spank

His temper? Well it's pretty sus
They won't let him on the fucking bus
There's something Dutch on his t.v.
What's she doing, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me
It's fucking obscene

King 'o' Seym's
King 'o' Seym's
King 'o' Seym's
It's where we've been

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We are Lowlife
We are scum
We are Lowlife
We are one.

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DRINK TO THAT

Another drink, another round, a few more sorrows I need to drown, another bar, another night, it's the only time I feel alright. AND I'LL DRINK TO THIS AND I'LL DRINK TO THAT, DRINK TO THIS AND DRINK TO THAT, DRINK TO THIS AND I'LL DRINK TO THAT, THEN I'LL DRINK SOME MORE. Another day, another pub, my head is banging and I feel rough, another beer, another drop, a couple more then thats my lot. AND I'LL DRINK TO THIS..............

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F.T.W.

Are you tired of being pushed around, and treated like a fucking clown, do this, do that, do what they say, go here, go there now go away. AND WE WON'T DO WHAT YOU TELL US TO. Always trying to put me down, well what's the fucking problem now, i'm never going to get my way, from now until my dying day. AND WE WON'T DO WHAT YOU TELL US TO, FUCK 'EM ALL, FUCK THE WORLD.

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TOO OLD (FOR THIS)

We finally get to the venue around half past six, the promoter gives us shit 'cos we're fucking pissed, and there's only three people and a fucking dog, and i'm already in trouble'cos of my big gob. AM I TOO OLD FOR THIS? There's no time to soundcheck but we don't care, Dave says he's freezing and it's just not fair, old man Mick is happy he's got his pint, and i'm sat at the bar, feeling like fucking shite. AM I TOO OLD FOR THIS? There's always someone whining or having a go, i've had enough I want to go home, will someone tell me what the fuck i'm doing here, I know the only reasons to drink some more fucking beer.

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20 YEARS

Well it used to be the Clash, now the Corrs are more your thing, it used to be about glue and speed, but now it's annadin, and you used to have a mowhawk, now your bald and wear a hat, you believed in anarchy, now your a liberal democrat. AND 20 YEARS DOWN THE LINE YOUR NOT THE ONLY ONE, 20 YEARS DOWN THE LINE, WHERE DID IT GO WRONG? It was cider down the park, now its a glass of
chardonay, it was fighting down the park, now it's golf you fucking play. AND 20 YEARS..............

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FICKLE FUCKER

Took 6 months to turn you around, took 6 months to bring you down, like a split personality, your a different man than you used to be. WATCHING YOU RUN, YOUR UNDER HER THUMB, AND IT MAKES ME LAUGH, 'COS ITS ALL SO SAD. Never thought i'd see the day, that you'd end up being that way, find it hard to believe, your acting like your still 16. WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?

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ANOTHER DAY

You work your fingers to the bone, it's another 6 hours before you go home, you do all of this, but you've nothing to show, well tell me something that I don't know. 'COS NOTHING EVERS GOING TO CHANGE, IT'LL ALWAYS BE THE SAME, AND DESPITE WHAT THEY SAY, TOMMORROWS JUST ANOTHER DAY. They feed you so full of lies, and you don't even question why, it's the same old shit every week, well I wouldn't let let it get to me.

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ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?

I can hear a constant whining in my head, it's turning me, turning me brain dead, it's straight in, then out the other side, it's the same old story, every time. ARE YOU, ARE YOU, ARE YOU, ARE YOU TALKING TO ME? So I sit staring into space, with a blank look upon my face, I love the sound of silence, but know it will not last, 'cos she can't stop talking, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak, yak.

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NOT ME

You say i'm fat and overweight, that i'd rather go drinking with my mates, well i'll tell you something now, it's funny 'cos it's true. You say that i'm a pig, a useless piece of fucking shit, well i'm not going to change, oh no, not ever for you. AND WHO'S THE ONE WHO'S ALL ALONE, WHO'S THE ONE WHO'S SAT AT HOME, WHO'S THE ONE WHO'S ALL ALONE, WHO'S THE ONE, IT'S NOT ME. You say that I should just grow up, stop going down the fucking pub, well what do you expect I have to live with you. You don't like the way I dress, with my Dr Martins and skinhead, you've no idea, you don't have a clue.

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O.A.P. ANTHEM (ALZHEIMERS MIX)

My microwave makes no sense to me, and the videos a fucking mystery, i'm so confused can someone please, go make me a nice cup of tea. TERMINAL CONFUSION. I've gone and bought one of them mobile phones, 'cos i'm old, infirm and live on my own, but theres only one thing wrong, I can't turn the bastard on.

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