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Antisocial
04:14
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Sleep on the streets and waste away
I know my liver’s seen better days
and I’ve got nothing, you’ve got it all
where do you get the gall?
The sight of me in deep trouble
it makes you feel uncomfortable
don’t judge me, your life’s a sham
one day we’ll all go down
You’ve done well to play the game
just don’t pretend we’re not the same
No don’t pretend to be cool
oh it could happen to you
There is a word to forge division
and let the winners feel like they’re winning
There is a word to make you spit
guess how they justify it
They use that word
they use that word
Antisocial!
‘It’s not easy’ you say to me
‘nothing in life comes for free’
No kidding? You’re telling me?
Thanks for the philosophy
The only thing I feel is hurt
so pardon me if I’m a little curt
one hint of rage, you get banned
don’t fuck with the Master Plan
They use that word
they use that word
Antisocial!
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I Could Be Your Man
03:38
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We can’t see the way we are
hand in hand, still worlds apart
but everyone needs a friend
someone to fuck again and again
They’re on the hunt across the land
the thinking dead are in demand
but if you really want to waste your time
pull up a chair next to mine
I could be your man
I could be your only man
Modern life is a sea of truths
everything is bait on a hook
doesn’t make you want get ahead, no
just makes me want to get high instead
So if you’re feeling all alone
like you’ll never find a home
well, no one else here has a plan
I could be your man
I could be your man
I could be your only man
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3. |
Music Box
00:18
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Still An Animal
03:14
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Where did the time go it’s getting late
look around we’re in a sorry state
part of you is thinking what to say
part of you is trying to get away
The music screams like a mating call
feeling just like an animal
stocking up on Paracetamol
tomorrow morning will be terminal
All this talk of pounds and pence
this kind of talk only makes me tense
but when I got high it started making sense
about as much sense as a singing fence
I may be an ape that can walk real tall
but an ape is still an animal
and though I try to control it all
nothing comes from building a wall
You said to me
you said we all need somewhere to be
the weak can’t survive
we’ll push them aside
and suck the earth dry
suck it dry
you gotta make a big impression
that’s when you'll
that’s when you’ll get my attention
look in my eyes
look in my deep dead eyes
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Supermarket Breakdown
05:17
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I want to tell you a tale
it was just another day along the Cowley road
I felt the wind leave my sail
I never ever knew that I could feel this low
It’s kinda hard to tell
the moment that I started to sink and drown
I turned away from myself
I never ever knew how much I need you around
I walked the Tesco mile
to see what I could find
and in the cereal isle
that’s where I lost my mind
I lost my mind!
Under the piercing lights
it’s all becoming a future I don’t want to be in
I ripped the place apart
no one could believe what they were seeing
I know you won’t understand
I’ve seen the end of all time
here comes a riot van
I think they’ve lost their minds
They’ve lost their minds!
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Total Grub
03:03
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There comes a time when you look around
not a single friend to be found
you realise looking through the fuzz
it’s not the world that you thought it was
so many things to keep you afraid
and all the while big money is made
‘Please sir can I have a job?’
‘I’m sorry son, you’re a total Grub’
I was a Grub since the day I was born
cheap kicks and dirty porn
I’m always looking for a way out of things
I try to avoid responsibilities
I get around but I don’t know why
minimum wage till the day I die
‘He’s got a face only a mother could love’
Damn right, I’m a total Grub!
Can we make it
if we fake it?
That’s what we’re thinking
all the time
Back in the days of our youth so fair
we had problems but we didn’t care
now we work hard and we never sing
we’re wound tighter then a fucking spring
we go out so as not to feel alone
and tell ourselves that we’re having fun
some say to live you’ve got to push and shove
now who’s the total Grub?
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GRUB Oxford, UK
Fuzzy Punk-Rock slackers from Oxford.
Brendan
(Bass / Vocals)
James
(Guitar / Vocals)
Joe
(Drums / Vocals)
GRUB recommends:
Joe's other band from another mother. HARDCORE you know the score.
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Joe's other other band. Big beautiful driven melodies and guts!
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Oxford's finest balls-to-the-wall Rock n' Roll. We are but mortals.
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