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Talk about a bad dream
Why is nothing quite as it seems
By this time tomorrow you’ll be someone new
You’ve got a helluva nerve
But my fading memory serves me
By holding on to exactly what is true
Are you ready for strange now?
Are you ready for rage now?
Are you ready for strange now?
Are you ready for rage now?
You’ve always been wrong
Not right in the head
You’ve never been strong
Like I always said
I wouldn’t help out if your bills got higher
Or piss upon you if you were on fire
The time for all that being camera shy is through
Are you ready for strange now?
Are you ready for rage now?
Are you ready for strange now?
Are you ready for rage now?
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Far From The Mad In-Crowd
The artist’s name is Carol
She’s not frightened to explore
She wears the right apparel
As she nails things to the floor
She’s juxtaposed and heaven knows
She loves to be adored
By all the vague eyed wannabes
Who try not to look bored
By the time it takes to notice
She’ll have blown a fuse
They don’t care
Winding down a lonely avenue
In the middle of nowhere
Had to get away from all that dreadful bonhomie
Living fiction, dying for a normal cup of tea
Far from the mad in-crowd
Her boyfriend’s known as Kenny
He designs computer games
And children there are many
But they don’t have common names
Statues made of rope
They found abandoned on the shore
Her art is full of hope
For what, she’s not exactly sure
Don’t forget the bin bags
Go out on a Tuesday every week
Torn apart by hungry urban foxes
In the middle of town where
They all reside and exist inside the gig economy
Living hand to mouth and dying for a taste of luxury
Far from the mad in-crowd
Various Nefarious Reasons
You’re caught between a hard place and a rock
You can’t ignore the ticking clock
And all the promises they made
Dissolve you feel like you’ve been played
When every sentence has a hollow ring
They’re following an instinct
For various nefarious reasons
While your life is slipping through the cracks
Time wasted picking up the slack
They swear to you that white is black
And paint a target on your back
And as they stole they claimed it was borrowing
They’re following an instinct
For various nefarious reasons
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Whose coat is this jacket?
Whose boots are these shoes?
Whose making that racket?
You make me confused
Don’t get too near I’ll lose my shit
The smoke and mirrors part of it
Is both the end and start of it
You’d hate to be in my mind
You never know what you’ll find
Whose smile is a grimace?
Whose punch is a kiss?
Your veil is the thinnest
What fresh hell is this?
I find it hard to overstate
How I don’t wish to conversate
And that’s a made up word I hate
Don’t make things worse for yourself
It won’t be good for your health
Whose wig is this hairdo?
You’re fooling no-one
It’s mine and not their do
Whose side are you on?
Avoiding this you cross the street
You never miss a single beat
But still you dance with two left feet
And talk the usual crap
Then run a victory lap
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4. |
If Only
03:00
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What am I to do when I wake up and there’s no you
To get me through the day
What am I to think when I can feel my spirit sink
Beneath my feet of clay
When there’s nothing to smile about on Sunday morning
And no reason to feel anything but lost and lonely
Say I’m fine but if only…
Who am I to trust? I know it’s far from obvious
Now you’re no longer here
Who am I to name as my best friend?
They’ll stake their claim but they come nowhere near
I’ve a mountain to climb but I don’t think I’m able
If I get to the top I’ll still be lost and lonely
Say I’m fine but if only…
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Laughing Gas
02:05
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Your shoulders are twitching
I can see that you’re itching
To be anywhere else but right here
Your comments are loud and crass
You must’ve had laughing gas
Your jokes are so end of the pier
Stop that man he’ll hurt someone
With his overestimated sense of fun
Soothe my sides, go find a nurse
Your razor sharp wit is making it worse
When nobody sees you
Just turn on the poor mes
Until you get the attention you crave
Don’t try to pretend you have celebrity friends
Cos we no longer know how to behave
Stop him if you’ve heard this one
Too late the harm’s already done
Read the room, this ain’t no fun
And where’s the punchline?
There isn’t one
My shoulders are twitching
Can’t you see that I’m itching
To be anywhere else but right here
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Kenny's Imaginary Friend
04:02
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Kenny keeps his old collectables on the second floor
When he creeps in undetectable, hiding from the law
This is where the past and present end
Drinks with an imaginary friend
Kenny’s running rings round some of the sharpest in the box
Doesn’t care what they all think of him even when he shocks
Kenny only takes he doesn’t lend
And smiles at his imaginary friend
Hold on, why did things go so wrong?
When you told her one hundred per cent
She thought you meant what you said to her
Now you’re dead to her
‘Kenny’s always been the same.
Head in the clouds, short attention span, lost in his own world.
Lacks empathy, always late for meetings and has absolutely no sense of urgency or time.
He’s completely self absorbed. Must try harder.’
‘I do worry about him. He’s always…doing things…weird things.
He’s a bit of a loner. Always talking to himself.
He should go out with friends more. Broaden his horizons.’
Hold on, why did things go so wrong?
When you told her one hundred per cent
She thought you meant what you said to her
Now you’re dead to her
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Hold Your Fire
02:50
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You collared me when I was halfway home from school
Cos you could see that I would always act the fool
But that’s okay, I’ll look the other way
You put the pressure on when I showed up for work
And got your pleasure from reacting like a jerk
But that’s all fine, you’ve had your say and I’ll have mine
It’s true we only ever get one chance
To live this life and tell it like it is
I’ve been told that I should hold my tongue
Until the time is right
You gotta hold your fire
You gotta hold your fire
I’m gonna be the better man I know that I am
For now at least you win but I don’t give a damn
And that’s alright
Cos I’ll return to win the fight
They’re younger and stronger
You’re older and tired
And your services here are no longer required
And you’ve never been someone who could be admired
You gotta hold your fire
You gotta hold your fire
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8. |
Salt In My Eyes
04:21
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Salt in my eyes
I'm crying again
Drinking whisky to soften the blows
It’s no use me lying
I'm tongue tied from trying
So the bitterness grows
To look at your face
It gets harder each time
Is there still love there hiding in the shadows
What happened to laughter
And my happy ever after
It’s not the way this love story goes
I know you'll be back
You've got nowhere to go
Cheap garage flowers
And your head hanging low
Keep all your promises
And we can just pretend
It's not a one off I know
It’s not the end
The walls are so thin
Feels like they're closing in
Why does the time drag so slow
The neighbours deny it
But if I keep it quiet
They can pretend they didn't know
I know you'll be back
You've got nowhere to go
Cheap garage flowers
And your head hanging low
Keep all your promises
And we can just pretend
It’s not a one off I know
It’s not the end
I never knew
So many shades of blue
It doesn't hurt where it shows
Salt in my eyes
I'm crying again
Drinking whisky to soften the blows
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9. |
All Messed Up
02:43
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You’re all messed up today
You don’t have much to say
Because your mind hurts
Because your mind hurts
You’re curled up in a ball
You don’t want to speak at all
Because your mind hurts
Because your mind hurts
This reminds you of the time
When life was such an uphill climb
Before you found her
Before you found her
Now she’s gone you’re disenchanted
Missing all you took for granted
Pain won’t go away
Heartache’s here to stay
You’re all messed up today
You’re all messed up today
You don’t want your friends to know
They’ll only say I told you so
And now your headaches
While your heart breaks
Caught you at a disadvantage
Now the seed of doubt’s been planted
Pain won’t go away
The black fog keeps on getting in the way
You’re all messed up
You’re all messed up today
You’re all messed up today (the big black dog keeps getting in the way)
You’re all messed up today (the big black dog keeps getting in the way)
You’re all messed up today (the big black dog keeps getting in the way)
You’re all messed up today
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10. |
Cup Of Tea
02:44
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I sat there waiting for a long time
Which really isn’t like me
I told myself that it’s just not meant to be
You were looking for someone
Who turned out not to be me
I think perhaps I’m just
Not your cup of tea
And in the morning as I woke
I thought of words we never spoke
And all the times we didn’t get to spend together
And all the storms we’re never ever gonna weather
And wishing I could somehow put things better
What is it with me?
Oh, what is it with me?
While my cup is always half empty
Yours is brimming over, you see
But how would I know, when we’ve never even met?
And if you think this is crazy, well you ain’t seen nothin’ yet
I think perhaps I’m just not your cup of tea
Nice one, no sugar for me
I think perhaps I’m just not your cup of tea
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11. |
The Wasteland
02:56
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You’re not the first of many
To believe that every penny
Was in safe hands
And now the rude awakening
Reveals what has been taken
In the wasteland
Where all our ifs and ands
Are left like pots and pans
It’s icy cold out there
It’s icy cold out there
They said you had their word
And getting less was quite absurd
You’ll soon have more time
Those happy, naive days
Now seem a thousand miles away
In the before time
And now it’s all down to you and me
To make the best of what’s left, you see
Night is day
There’s no way out
Though moods may change and vary
We remain extraordinary and tenacious
No matter what they throw
Right now we’ll soon return to show
Just how voracious (we are)
The world keeps spinning round
But some of us have found
It’s icy cold out there
It’s icy cold out there
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12. |
It's A Good Thing
02:44
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It’s a good thing I don’t believe what I’m told
It’s a good thing not all that glitters is gold
And I don’t waste my night so my day is
A really good thing
If you need me you know I don’t go anywhere
When you feed me I’m perfectly happy to share
So tell me what’s not to like about that
It’s a really good thing
And when I wander around town
I kinda know I’ll be dragged down down
By expressionless unfriendliness, indifference
When all I ever wanted was a smile
It’s a good thing I don’t rely on a lot
It’s a good thing I don’t believe in a God
It’s a hit, not a miss and yeah this
Is a really good thing
And while they’re all window dressing
I’ll be counting my blessings
As I walk on by the lows and highs of everyone
When all they ever wanted was a chance
It’s a good thing
To do a good thing
Yeah it’s a good thing
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Groovy Uncle Chatham, UK
Groovy Uncle is the brainchild of Medway songwriter Glenn Prangnell. GU began releasing records in 2010 and have released something every year since. In 2013 Glenn set up his own Trouserphonic Records label.Guest vocalists include Suzi Chunk, Miss Modus and Jane Wrangham. Glenn also collaborated with Mare Rozzelle on the 'New York Letters' album. The 13th album is out on 25th November 2023. ... more
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